"Put the child on the table and lie down."
As Lu Qingtang said this, he led the woman to his stall and made the unconscious child lie down on the table. Everyone watching the excitement quickly gathered around to watch.
They all wanted to see if this doctor, who claimed to be a doctor but didn't even show his face to anyone, could cure the child.
Sumu took out the needle pack, spread it out, and lit the candle.
Lu Qingtang used the neighbor's water to purify his hands, took out a silver needle and burned it in the candlelight for a while.
"It may hurt a little. Please hold the child's arm down, sister." Lu Qingtang looked solemn.
The woman quickly held the child's thin arm and turned her face away. Lu Qingtang held the silver needle and pierced the Shaoshang point with the first needle.
Even though he was unconscious, the child was still conscious. As soon as the injection went in, he tried to withdraw his arm, but was held firmly by the woman.
There were some soft-hearted people around who couldn't bear to look. They either turned their faces, looked bitter, or closed their eyes, all praying for the child.
There were only a few heartless people watching the fun, trying to have fun by following along.
"I'm not awake, what a useless medical skill!"
"Stop torturing other people's children and stop doing evil."
"That's right, I have a child, how can I bear it?"
Lu Qingtang ignored these people's nonsense and continued to start the second injection.
This needle was inserted into the Shang Yang point, and the child remained as before, struggling for a moment but still not waking up.
The people around her began to talk louder, but it did not affect Sheng Nanyue at all as she started to administer the third injection.
This needle was inserted into the Erjian acupoint. The child still did not wake up because he was too ill. The words of the people around him began to shake the woman.
The woman couldn't help but let go, and when Lu Qingtang was about to administer the fourth injection, she covered the child's hand.
"Sister, believe me, I will definitely cure your child." Lu Qingtang still remained calm, without any emotion in his voice.
"Treat whatever you want, don't go back and stab the child to death!"
"Who are you? Please send him back to Yi Antang immediately. Maybe there will be a turning point."
"That's right, this child's death is your fault!"
Everyone poured words into Lu Qingtang's ears, and the hand holding the silver needle started to sweat a little.
She is not afraid of rumors, but she is afraid of the distrust of her children's parents, and even more afraid of their losing confidence.
"Sister, the child's life is in your hands. It's better to have hope than no hope, and you won't regret it in the future." Lu Qingtang persuaded the woman again.
She told her clearly that as long as there is a glimmer of hope, she must hold on tightly.
The woman's hand covering the child's hand moved, which gave Lu Qingtang hope.
Sure enough, she moved her hand over, continued to grab the child's wrist, and turned back with tears in her eyes.
Lu Qingtang was very grateful for her trust.
Pick up a silver needle again, put it on the candle and burn it for a moment, then prick it into the child's Hegu point.
Everyone craned their necks to watch, but no one made any sound, all looking forward to the child waking up.
Because of the pain, the child's hand withdrew again, but was still being held by the woman.
Suddenly, the child's eyelids moved and his body trembled, followed by a weak cry.
"Mom, it hurts, it hurts so much!"
The child is awake!
The woman immediately picked up the child and hugged her tightly, her eyes wet with tears, "My child, after three days, I finally heard you call me mother. My child, you scared mother!"
"Oh, that's amazing, four needles!"
"Even Yi Antang didn't have the ability to ask a stall keeper to cure the child!"
"What is this lady's background? She has some skills!"
Hearing the cheers from the crowd, Lu Qingtang did not dare to neglect and took the opportunity to check the child's pulse.
These four injections not only woke the child up, but also brought down the fever. However, the child is still in danger and needs medication.
So Lu Qingtang gave the mother and son another prescription of Bupleurum Qinggu Powder, which was specially designed to treat fever, and asked her to go to the opposite side to get the medicine.
As far as she knew, although Yi Antang was frivolous, he never cheated on herbal medicine, and the price was not high, but the consultation fee was a bit more expensive. This was Mo Zeshen's rule.
It seems that his heart is not that dark. At least he considers the financial ability of the people at the bottom, and he is considered a kind person.
The woman stretched out her hand, touched the prescription, then withdrew mid-air, and then held the prescription in her hand.
"Thank you, madam." The woman lowered her head, looking ashamed, and then left the crowd with her son in her arms.
What is she ashamed of?
Are you ashamed of her child? Because there is no money for medical treatment?
Or are you ashamed of Lu Qingtang? Did he live up to her good intentions?
"Wait a minute." Lu Qingtang pushed aside the crowd, stopped the woman, and took out a tael of silver from Su Mu's purse, "Take it to get some medicine. This little money is enough to get three sets of medicine. The remaining money will buy some." Eat to replenish your child’s health.”
She is also going to be a mother, so she naturally hopes that someone can help her when she is desperate.
Doing this is considered as doing good deeds for the sake of the child in your belly.
The woman was stunned. She looked at Lu Qingtang blankly. She didn't expect that there were such kind people in this world.
She immediately put the child down and fell to her knees with a plop.
"Madam, I can't thank you enough for your kindness. Just consider this money as a loan from me. I will pay you back if you have the money!" The woman said, and immediately kowtowed to Lu Qingtang, her eyes filled with tears.
"Please get up quickly!" Lu Qingtang quickly stepped forward to help the woman up. "It doesn't have to be like this. We are all mothers. We naturally hope that our children are safe. Go and get medicine."
The woman nodded, raised her hand to wipe her tears, picked up the child and went to Yi Antang opposite.
When I returned to the stall, the people around me had dispersed, and now I could pack up the stall and return to the palace.
As soon as she put away the silver needle she had just used, she saw Yi Antang's waiter on the opposite side driving the mother and son out again, and then the prescription floated out.
How is this going?
Isn't it because I don't see a doctor in Yiantang and don't give medicine?
"Yi Antang doesn't have this rule. You can get medicine wherever you go to see a doctor. Don't break Yi Antang's rules!" The waiter glared at the poor mother and son with a sinister expression on his face.
The woman was holding the child in her arms, shivering as the waiter glared at her.
Lu Qingtang sneered. She walked forward with her arms folded and said coldly: "You Yi Antang? Are you King Chen? When you work as a waiter in a drug store under King Chen's name, you really think of yourself as King Chen. ? It’s really interesting!”
The waiter looked up and down at Lu Qingtang, who was wearing a curtain hat, "Where did this stinky woman come from and dare to question our Yi Antang? She looks like this in the summer, isn't she too ugly to look at? Hahaha..."
The waiter smiled wildly and didn't take Lu Qingtang seriously at all.
The woman walked forward with the child in her arms and said with an embarrassed look on her face: "Don't argue with him. I'll just go get the medicine elsewhere. Thank you madam for speaking out. I will definitely repay you in the future."
After she finished speaking, she turned around to leave, but Lu Qingtang grabbed her wrist.
"Today Yi Antang has to give you medicine. I not only ask him to give you medicine obediently, but also politely!" Lu Qingtang said, pulling the woman straight to Yi Antang.
