After escaping from famine, the Crown Princess of Disaster emptied out her rival’s warehouse

Chapter 318 As long as that piece of peanut clothing comes out, your cough will be cured

Watching the man in black walk away, Ye Tingfeng was very unhappy, but he knew in his heart that Du Xiaoer was left by his sister-in-law to his eldest brother.He only listened to his words. The eldest brother said that he wanted to let those people go. It was useless no matter how unhappy he was.

After drinking the water, Du Xiaoer knew that the danger was over, returned to the wolf pack, and continued to be its king.

The wolf companion was still missing. Both the black wolf and the gray wolf felt that such a slovenly female wolf was not worthy of him.It is so smart, agile, and has beautiful fur, so the wolf companion must match it no matter what.

If he's not as tall as him, what's the use of having this wolf as a companion?

Beijing.

The People's Hospital was almost finished, and Du Wanwan brought everyone from her family to this small hospital.Mrs. Xu helped clean up, while Chen Xiangxiu looked at Chenchen and occasionally struck.

Ye Tingyu also learned to work together, feeling that life was more interesting than in Liangjuncheng.She had nothing to do last night and wrote the beginning of a storybook, but she hadn't shown it to her sister-in-law yet.

Wait until the work is done, she is in no hurry.

When there are things to do in hand, the days feel interesting, and time passes in the blink of an eye without even realizing it.

Meng Qingran went home and told her father about Du Wanwan's opening of the People's Medical Center in the west of the city, and strongly suggested that he send his grandfather to see a doctor.

Her father had also heard of Dr. Du in Liangjuncheng, and with the intention of not cutting off the chance of life, he personally drove the car at noon the next day and took the old man of the Meng family to the People's Hospital.

Du Wanwan was still dressed in men's clothing, and she was used to it.Ye Tingyu is also used to seeing Chen Xiangxiu and Xu.Others don't know that she is not a man, so they all think that there is a man in their family.

Don't dare to take their ideas easily.

If there are only women in the family, there may be some short-sighted people who may have evil intentions.Of course, when meeting Du Wanwan, no matter who has evil intentions, he will not be able to please her.

Meng Qingran jumped off the carriage and was very happy to see Du Wanwan: "Doctor Du! I brought grandpa here."

Du Wanwan smiled faintly and looked at the old man who kept coughing after getting off the carriage, as if he wanted to cough out his lungs.

Next to him was an uncle in his 30s and almost [-]s, who should be Meng Qingran's father.

Helping Mr. Meng into the hospital, the uncle cupped his fists and saluted Du Wanwan: "Doctor Du! I'm sorry to bother you! My father has been coughing. Doctors in the capital have looked at him all over, but it doesn't help at all. He still coughs."

Du Wanwan returned the favor, asked Mr. Meng to sit down at the consultation table, made a registration, and then asked him to stretch out his hand to feel his pulse.

"Old man! Do you remember when you started coughing? Do you know why you started coughing?"

"Ahem! Ahem!" Mr. Meng covered his mouth, coughed as quietly as possible, and nodded, "I know, that day, ahem! A guest came. Ahem! The old man is with me, ahem! , drank a glass of wine, choked, and started coughing non-stop.”

After saying that, he gasped and coughed even harder.

Du Wanwan asked again: "When you drink, what do you eat in your mouth?"

"Drunk peanut." Mr. Meng replied after coughing.

"Drunk peanuts? It's just fried peanuts, right?" Du Wanwan asked seriously.

"Yes!" Mr. Meng nodded.

Meng Qingran's father was a little curious: "Doctor Du! Is my old man's cough related to choking on wine?"

Du Wanwan nodded slightly: "Nine times out of ten, that's right, old man! If my guess is correct, did you not remove the outer layer of red skin from the drunken peanuts you ate?"

"Yes!" Mr. Meng was surprised, "Why do you ask that? I have eaten drunken peanuts all my life, and I didn't even mention peeling them." Du Wanwan smiled but did not answer: "I guess your throat kept itching when you coughed, and you kept thinking about it. Is it right to cough?”

"Cough cough cough! Cough cough cough!" Mr. Meng was so coughed that he couldn't speak, so he only nodded his head in reply.

"I know." Du Wanwan stood up, invited Mr. Meng to the examination bed in the examination room, and asked him to lie down, "Old man! Your illness is a cough caused by the peanut clothes being choked into the trachea by wine.

Don't be afraid, this is not difficult to treat. I will help you with acupuncture and massage in a while. If you feel vomiting, try to spit out everything in your throat.As long as that piece of peanut clothing comes out, your cough will be cured. "

"What? Is this the reason for the cough?" Meng Qingran's father's expression changed several times and he said to himself, "No wonder the medicines we asked the doctor to prescribe before were useless and did not match the symptoms at all. "

Hearing that the patient would vomit, Mrs. Xu took a wooden basin and placed it in front of Mr. Meng's bed.

Du Wanwan asked someone to take off the old man's clothes, expose his back, and start acupuncture.After inserting the silver needle, the old man's cough improved a little. This surprising discovery made Meng Qingran overjoyed.

"Grandpa! Are you feeling better?" She couldn't help but ask with concern as she avoided suspicion outside.

"Yes!" Mr. Meng, who was lying on his stomach, tilted his head and smiled at his granddaughter in the outer room, "Qing Ran found a good doctor for my grandfather."

Meng Qingran became happy: "Doctor Du is the person who cured the mighty general. Qingran is absolutely convinced by her medical skills."

Mr. Meng in the room also felt it: "Doctor Du is indeed extraordinary. After the silver needle fell, the cough was significantly relieved."

Du Wanwan wanted to say that this silver needle was soaked in the spiritual spring water by Yaya, and the curative effect was naturally very good. Stopping a small cough was not as effective as dropping the needle.

Meng Qingran's father was also surprised. Dr. Du from Liangjuncheng was really unusual. He gave a few silver needles and the old man's cough improved significantly.

It seems that there must be hope to cure the old man's disease this time.

This was the only thing at home that gave him the biggest headache, ten times more headache than dealing with official matters.In fact, all the doctors in the capital have seen it, and the imperial physician has been invited back several times, but with no results at all.

It turned out that they all made a mistake. The old man's cough was not caused by typhoid fever at all. He had strong liver fire and weak lung energy, but was caused by a foreign body entering the trachea.

Although he doesn't know exactly what the trachea is, he sometimes chokes when drinking tea. If something gets into that place, it will sting and hurt, which is very uncomfortable.

It's uncomfortable to choke when drinking alcohol, but I also brought a piece of peanut clothing with me, so no wonder I kept coughing.

After the acupuncture was finished and the needles were stopped for a moment, Du Wanwan put on a pair of cloth-sewn gloves and began to massage the old man.

Yao Meixian had sewn these gloves according to her request when they were still in Liang Juncheng. They had been left in the space and had never been used.

If she hadn't had a massage today, she wouldn't have taken it out and used it.

The ancients believed that there was no harm between men and women. She had to massage directly with her hands without wearing anything, for fear that people would say she was immodest.In order to block the gossip, she had better put on gloves.

She was very strong, so it was very effortless to push her. After only three or five pushes with her hands, Mr. Meng felt his throat was numb and itchy, and he wanted to vomit.

He didn't hesitate and spit out a mouthful of water with a "wow" sound.

Then my throat became more itchy, I vomited a few times, and spit out a mouthful of the gruel I drank in the morning.

Du Wanwan glanced down and saw that there was no peanut skin in the vomit. She increased the strength of her hands. This time, Mr. Meng vomited even more.

(End of this chapter)