Seeing Xiangyun's depressed face, it couldn't bear it.
"Try the medical book from last time. I remember that it should contain prescriptions for repairing damaged internal organs. In addition, you have been preparing medicine for Pei Shanchang recently. I found some ancient lost herbs in his private pharmacy. His spiritual power has improved significantly, and his injuries may be healed without going to the operating room."
For Xiangyun, who has always believed in materialism, it would have been impossible for her to believe in spiritual healing in the past, and she might have reported these scammers to the police.
But now, after witnessing Pei Shanchang's changes with her own eyes, she became very interested in the prescriptions in ancient books and her own spiritual power.
Xiangyun didn't need to look through the medical books at all. He only recalled it in his mind for a moment and immediately found the relevant records. The words were clearer than reflected in the blood.
She used western medicine antibiotics and combined them with the spiritual power of ancient medicine to prescribe medicine. She always paid attention to changes in blood pressure and blood lipoproteins, and finally sent Yang Qiming out of space after all the data stabilized.
Mrs. Lin, who was waiting outside, had been impatient for a long time.
When she saw her granddaughter, she couldn't wait to rush to her: "Ah Bao? How are you? People from outside have come to ask three times! I was afraid that they would delay your treatment, so I drove them back. Grandma was so flustered that she almost stopped beating. ”
Mrs. Lin covered her chest with her hands, as if her granddaughter would be frightened to death if she showed up a quarter of an hour later.
Xiangyun was young, so as soon as Yang Qiming lay on the bed, she disappeared from sight. He stretched out his hands to ask Mrs. Lin to hold her higher so that she could check the situation.
Mrs. Lin simply put her on the bed, and then she had time to check Yang Qiming's injury.
His pulse was much stronger than before when he was half-dead, and his complexion was not as pale as when he was first rescued. Although there was still no improvement, at least there was a glimmer of life.
She looked left and right and found no wounds on the patient. She was a little curious about how her granddaughter was treated.
If I am just giving medicine, do I need to avoid her?
"Is this good?" Mrs. Lin was a little surprised.
Xiangyun was also unsure and shook his head.
When she shook her head, Mrs. Lin was frightened, thinking that Yang Qiming was hopeless.
As a result, the little granddaughter said one word: "Wait."
With a serious expression on his face and a plump, pink and round face, those who didn't know it would have thought that there was an adult living in a child's body.
Seeing that her little granddaughter was beaten several times in a row, Mrs. Lin couldn't care about anything else and was so distressed.
I wanted my granddaughter to get some sleep, but it was freezing outside and there was no stove in the house to heat her. She hadn't had a bite of food since noon.
She was so hungry that even an adult, let alone a child under one year old, felt hungry.
When Shanchang Pei, Doctor Hao and others entered the room, they couldn't help but feel a little slower when they saw Yang Qiming who was still unconscious.
"How about it?"
Shanchang Pei and Song Zhang rubbed their hands nervously, fearing they would hear bad news.
Doctor Hao looked even more anxious. He felt his pulse with his hands, and his frowned brows were smoothed for a moment and then wrinkled again.
Mrs. Lin wiped the palms of her hands with cold water: "Mr. Yang was injured in the spleen, and the wound was ruptured and bleeding. I gave him medicine. Fortunately, he was young and in good health. Others might not have been able to last this long. All I can do now is wait. , if he can wake up within three days, he will be lucky if he survives the disaster."
"What if I can't wake up?" Someone among the students said.
The room was silent.
Everyone looked ugly.
Doctor Hao took his pulse and said nothing, but he was shocked.
Two hours ago, Yang Qiming's pulse was weak and weak, his face was pale, and he was no different from a half-dead person.
There has been such a big change now.
What is the origin of the old lady of the Lin family? With such attainments, how could he be just an ordinary barefoot doctor living in the countryside? Even compared with the imperial doctors in the palace, he was no less generous!
Xiangyun had fallen asleep on the bed, snoring a little loudly. She didn't know that her treatment would soon make Mrs. Lin famous throughout Liuhe Town.
By the second day, the wind and snow finally showed signs of stopping, and the teachers and students in the academy had not eaten for two whole days.
Everyone spontaneously picked up all available tools and cleared the road from the mountain gate to the bottom of the mountain.
The snow was thick and everyone was cold and hungry. They dug for a whole day without even a tenth of the success.
Fortunately, Yang Qiming, who had been in a coma, woke up on the afternoon of the third day, adding a glimmer of hope to everyone's miserable life.
When Song Zhang and Lin Silang entered the house to visit their friends, Yang Qiming was staring at the fine pinholes on his arms.
He remembered that the roof fell and he was unlucky. He happened to be standing under the beam and was hit hard in the abdomen. He felt that he was dead.
While unconscious, I heard many people's voices. Soon the voices disappeared, and I seemed to hear a clear female voice again.
There were bruises on his arms, and if he looked closely, he could see wounds that were thinner than needles. He didn't know what caused it, but he had an intuition that it had something to do with getting the female voice.
"Are there any girls in our academy?"
Song Zhang opened his mouth in surprise and looked at his friend in disbelief.
"Are you crazy? You finally managed to save your life. Why don't you thank me and Yandong for rescuing you? Don't you want to thank Dr. Lin for saving your life? Are you looking for a girl as the first thing you say?"
Lin Silang also thought he was a little strange and tucked the sheets for him: "I have never seen a girl in the academy. Oh, does my little niece count?"
Yang Qiming glanced at the girl sitting at the end of the bed, chewing her fingers, shaking her head like a rattle, and described the scene in the dream to his friend.
"You mean it was not Dr. Lin who saved you, but the girl who didn't see a face and only heard the voice?"
Song Zhang was even more sure that he was crazy, and was already planning to find Mr. Lin to show his friend his brain.
Lin Silang: "You must have heard wrongly. There were only my mother and niece in the room at that time. The female voice you mentioned could only be my mother's voice."
After saying this, even Yang Qiming began to doubt himself.
Could it be that he heard wrongly?
Xiangyun, who was originally chewing his fingers happily because the patient had woken up, now lowered his head and was too nervous to make a sound, trying to reduce his presence as much as possible.
"Did I get stabbed in the arm by a piece of wood?" Yang Qiming rolled up his sleeves, revealing his blue elbow socket.
Song Zhang shook his head: "No, when Yandong and I rescued you, your abdomen was pressed by the beam, and your mouth was full of blood. It almost scared me to death."
The doubts that had just been dispelled now had a tendency to rear their ugly head again.
Fortunately, there were students at the door shouting loudly.
"Someone is going up the mountain! Someone is going up the mountain to deliver food!"
