Less than half an hour later, Tuantuan woke up.
Yang Ruoqing quickly washed his face with fragrant ash water, and then fed him half a bowl of porridge.
At this time, several shopkeepers from the next door ward also came over. Together they took Tuantuan's pulse and made sure the situation was under control, and prescribed medicine.
After breakfast, after asking Yang Ruoqing for instructions, Yang Ruoqing agreed to let one of the doctors leave the hospital and go home temporarily to settle things at home, leaving the shopkeeper and another doctor in the hospital to observe Tuantuan's situation at any time.
Two pharmacists also stayed behind, responsible for boiling water, brewing medicine, and other services.
Seeing that Tuantuan was in good condition after eating and drinking, Yang Ruoqing asked Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang to take him to play in the backyard of the hospital for a while, while she lay on Tuantuan's hospital bed and took the time to catch up on sleep and regain her strength and energy.
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This time at the town's medical clinic, Yang Ruoqing and her group stayed there for three days.
In fact, the night after arriving at the hospital, Tuantuan still had a slight fever for more than an hour.
But when dawn came the next day, Tuantuan no longer had a fever.
Moreover, the diarrhea situation is also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
While Yang Ruoqing and Yang Huazhong breathed a sigh of relief, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but wonder whether the medicine and the medical skills of the doctors at the medical center were more powerful, or the local methods from Daochang Yuan. Did it work?
Or maybe a two-pronged approach worked together?
To be honest, there are some things in this world that are mysterious and cannot be explained in a few words.
Three days later, Tuantuan's body completely recovered, and Yang Ruoqing took him back to the village.
In the medical clinic, the two attending doctors and the shopkeeper escorted them to the entrance of the medical clinic. As they watched the carriage go away, the shoulders of the three of them slumped at the same time, and they all breathed a sigh of relief!
One of the doctors said to the shopkeeper: "To be honest, I have been very cautious these days, for fear that if I don't serve the young master well, the general's wife will blame him, and my head will be in danger!"
Another doctor also felt the same, nodding his head and saying, "Me too. I took the time to go home to take a shower and change clothes, and I felt in a trance."
"Shopkeeper, what about you? Are you nervous these days?"
The shopkeeper put his hands behind his back, looked at the two people in front of him, and said calmly: "It is undeniable that both of you have good medical skills, but your knowledge is a bit shallow."
"In these few days, my identity is the doctor, and the other party's identity is the patient and the patient's family."
"In my heart, there is nothing else but the words "saving lives and helping the wounded!"
The two doctors were immediately in awe of the old shopkeeper.
"This must be you, the old shopkeeper, who is well-informed and calm!"
No matter how powerful they serve, they can be calm and composed. Their realm is indeed far from the old shopkeeper's!
"You should learn more and get busy!"
After sending away the two doctors, the old shopkeeper turned around, looked at the direction leading to Changping Village where the carriage disappeared, and quietly wiped away a layer of cold sweat on his forehead.
Yang Ruoqing returned to Changping Village, and then a secret guard returned to the hospital with gifts.
"This is a reward from Madam Luo to your medical clinic!"
The secret guard left a message and the gift box and left.
The old shopkeeper opened the gift box and his eyes immediately went straight when he saw the gifts inside!
What's inside is more than just generous monetary rewards.
There is also an ancient medical book that has been lost for a long time.
For the old shopkeeper, he was lucky enough to obtain this long-lost medical book in his twilight years, something he never dared to do in his dreams.
Unless you drink a lot of tea before going to bed, you can hold back such a big dream with only yellow urine!
But at this moment, this is not a dream, this is reality.
The old shopkeeper held the medical book in his hands with excited hands. When his first child was born, he had never been as happy, excited and cautious as he is now...
Serving Mrs. Luo is really, really not a loss!
When the shopkeeper at the back took out the money other than the diagnosis and treatment fees and distributed it to the other two doctors, the amount of money shocked the two doctors!
"Mrs. Luo is so generous and generous!"
"Three days of hard work, and we were rewarded with so much money. This is enough to cover my monthly expenses at the medical clinic for a year!"
While overjoyed, a doctor accidentally made such an intuitive comparison in front of the shopkeeper.
After he finished speaking, he found the shopkeeper standing in front of him. The doctor smiled sheepishly and tried to round out his words.
As a result, the old shopkeeper waved his hand openly.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Mrs. Luo is rich and powerful. Even if she pulls out a hair, it's thicker than my thigh. This is incomparable, and I won't get angry."
The implication is that it doesn't matter if you just say it, I don't care.
If you are willing to continue working in my small medical clinic, then you must continue to accept the monthly schedule and treatment of my small medical clinic.
If you are greedy for money, or if you are stimulated by Mrs. Luo's generosity, you will think that my medical clinic is just a small temple and cannot keep a big Buddha like you.
That's okay, please go, but don't forget that you only attracted Mrs. Luo's reward by staying in our small temple. Once you leave this small temple, hehe...
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Changping Village.
After Yang Ruoqing finished giving the reward, she didn't waste her brain thinking about anything else. Now she got what she wanted and returned to the village with a healthy body.
At home, Yuanyuan and Niu Niu are almost in good health.
The three children got together again and played happily as before.
The adults watched all this with relief, but at the same time they were also alert in their hearts.
Mrs. Sun lowered her voice and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Taoist priest Yuan said that there are two things in the small ear room. Maybe there was some bad luck when he was organizing the funeral of Yongxian, and he accidentally bumped into a few children."
"Your father has already picked out those two things separately. He threw them away that night. When he was done, he used the Bagua mirror given by Daochang Yuan to hang it in the small ear room."
"The small wing room is also locked, and the door is usually not opened unless there is something that is needed."
What Sun said was detailed, and Yang Ruoqing listened very carefully.
Very satisfied with the final handling.
"Mom, what kind of things brought bad luck to those two things?" She was a little curious and asked one more question.
Sun said: "A pair of bronze candlesticks and a small half kilogram of tung oil in a jar."
Yang Ruoqing understood.
These are the two things placed next to the coffin. No wonder...
"By the way, Dad Qing'er, where did you throw those things?" Sun suddenly remembered this and asked again.
Yang Huazhong was thinking about whether to get nails to nail the door of the small wing room. Suddenly he heard Sun ask. Yang Huazhong thought about it carefully and said, "I threw them far enough because I was afraid that those things would be picked up by the villagers." They picked it up, and I threw it at the entrance of the abandoned cave behind the willow forest, dug a pit and buried it!"
