ancient female doctor

Chapter 60
Qingzhu went to see Huzi for a follow-up visit on the afternoon of the third day. She originally said she would go back in three days, but after listening to Ah Mo's advice, Qingzhu went there only two days later.

When she knocked on the courtyard door, Hu Ziniang was holding a dustpan with half-dried herbs in it.

"Little doctor, didn't you just say that you will come here? Why are you here now?"

Hu Ziniang's tone was a little pleasantly surprised, but in Qing Zhu's heart, which had already become suspicious, it was more surprising than joyful.

Thanks to the poverty of this family, through the gap in the bamboo fence, Qingzhu saw that the old woman who was feeding the chickens with a broken dustpan suddenly froze, and then pulled something from her head as quickly as lightning. Stuffed in his arms, he started feeding the chicken again.

"I happened to be passing by here, so I'll come over and have a look. I'm going to the pharmacy in Jishang tomorrow to buy some herbs. I might not be free, so... what? Is it inconvenient for Auntie's house right now?" Qing Zhu's face had a gentle look on it. With a smile, he explained softly, and that expression seemed to be apologetic.

"No, no... how can it be inconvenient? Please come in quickly, mother, the little doctor is here." Then he smiled apologetically at Qingzhu: "Huzi's father is going to dig dandelions and zheer roots for Huzi. Yes, what you said should be used to make porridge, we dare not neglect for a moment."

"Well, it's okay, I'm just here for a follow-up visit. By the way, is the tiger better?" When Qingzhu asked this question, she was a little uncertain, for fear that the woman would say that the tiger's condition had not improved or even worsened.

However, Qingzhu's caring would cause confusion. If Huzi remained the same or even became seriously ill, the woman would not greet her with such a face.

"It's the little doctor here. I'm sorry for your inconvenience. Please come inside." The old woman seemed to know that Qingzhu had just arrived, she put the broken dustpan on the chicken coop, wiped her hands twice on her body, and her face was covered with dust. With a smile, he warmly greeted Qingzhu.

Qing Zhu could see that the old woman's hair was messy at a glance, but she didn't say anything, she just smiled and said, "What did you say, it's only natural for a doctor to treat a disease, so it can be called trouble."

But Hu Ziniang saw the messy hair on her mother-in-law's head, and knew that it was inconvenient for her to be reminded by herself, and she couldn't find another thing to plug her hair in, so she pointed to the old woman's head with a smile and said: " Mother, are you in a hurry again? You didn’t even notice the wooden hairpin fell off.”

Hearing Hu Ziniang's words, the old woman reached out to touch her head, then slapped her thigh fiercely, and said, "Hey, look at me...Little doctor, don't mind, I'll go and straighten my hair, Hu Mother-in-law, take the little doctor to see Hu Zi first, I will come over in a while."

"Okay, mother. Don't worry." Hu Ziniang said submissively.

Then he looked at Qingzhu again, with a grateful expression on his face: "Thanks to the little doctor, Huzi is finally better, he is not so hot, he can drink some porridge, and can sleep for a while at night. "

"It's better if it's better, take me to have a look." Qing Zhu said.

"Okay, little doctor, this way please." Hu Ziniang said, leading the way ahead, and brought the green bamboo all the way to Huzi's room.

Because the last time Qingzhu came to remind me that during the daytime these two days, the door of Huzi's room was half-closed, and the windows were not closed. It's much better than when I came here before, at least the air is not so cloudy and smelly.

Huzi was awake at the moment, curled up in a ball on the bed, his small face was pale, there seemed to be faint traces of tears, and there was a ring of teeth marks on his lower lip.

"Does it hurt a lot?" Qingzhu looked at Huzi, and there was a flash of distress on his face. Such a small child would suffer such a big crime, and even a hard-hearted person would feel the pain if he walked through the gate of hell. I can't bear it, not to mention, Qingzhu has never been a hard-hearted person.

"Well, it hurts." Huzi's voice was weak, with obvious uneven breathing.

"Let me have a look, okay?" Qing Zhu sat on the stool that Hu Ziniang specially brought over, looked at Hu Zi, and said softly.

"En." Huzi nodded his head slightly, and stretched out his hand to feel Qingzhu's pulse.

In fact, Qingzhu had a solid theoretical foundation in her previous life, and she can draw inferences from one instance to another, but after all, she is still a medical student, and she is not good at things like feeling the pulse. Can make a vague judgment.

So Qingzhu just roughly cut the pulse, and then stretched out his hand to touch Huzi's belly.

Qingzhu's movement made Huzi's body shrank obviously, and he blocked it with his left hand, as if he was very scared.

"It's okay, sister just touch it lightly to see if the stomach is still hard, and it won't hurt." Qingzhu watched Huzi's movements, knowing that he was afraid of pain, and quickly coaxed him softly.

"It hurts..." Hu Zi bit his lip and said aggrievedly.However, he still let go of his hand, allowing Qingzhu to stretch his hand towards his stomach.

Qingzhu touched it, Huzi's stomach was still hardened, but it was better than a few days ago. It seems that the inflammation is improving, which is a good sign, but it is not out of danger yet, so we still can't take it lightly.

"Sure enough it's better." With a smile on his face, Qingzhu touched Huzi's head and said, "Huzi must be brave, take medicine and apply medicine obediently every day, and he will get better soon. You can go out and play."

"Yeah." Huzi nodded slightly, then glanced at his mother again, and said, "Huzi won't be playful in the future, and will help Auntie with work in the future."

Huzi's words made Huziniang who was standing beside her nose sore, she almost shed tears.This child has walked through the gate of hell, and seems to be more sensible, so why not make people feel sad.

Hearing Huzi's words, Qingzhu also had a sore nose, took a breath and endured it, looked at Huzi and said, "That Huzi should rest well, my sister went out to prescribe medicine for Huzi, after taking the medicine, Huzi will soon be able to recover." Get better."

"Okay, thank you sister." Hu Zi nodded weakly and said.

Qing Zhu smiled, gave Hu Zi an encouraging look, and then said to Hu Ziniang at the side: "Auntie, let's go out."

"Well, good." Hu Ziniang nodded quickly, helped Huzi tuck the quilt, and then followed Qingzhu to go out.

"Small, little doctor, you said you were prescribing medicine, aren't you going to take the medicine today?" Hu Ziniang followed Qingzhu out, looked at the paper Qingzhu spread on the table, and asked in a panic.

"After I left your house last time, I encountered a little trouble on the way back. Most of the medicinal materials were spilled, so this time, I will not directly fetch the medicinals for you. I will write a prescription for you and go to fetch the medicinals by yourself. "Qingzhu said, opened the small ink box, picked up the brush and dipped a sheet in the ink box, and wrote a prescription on the snow-white paper.

Seeing that Qingzhu wrote more and more words on the paper, Hu Ziniang became anxious, and asked quickly: "Little doctor, can you still take the medicine you grabbed first?"

"Yes, you can still boil it again. After you get the new medicine, you can boil it again tomorrow." Qingzhu wrote without stopping, and did not distract himself by talking.

"No, little doctor." Hu Ziniang became even more anxious, and quickly stepped forward, grabbing Qingzhu's arm.

"What's wrong?" Qingzhu sighed helplessly when he saw the ink stains dragged out by Hu Ziniang's grab, and looked at Hu Ziniang with slightly displeased eyes.

"I'm sorry, little doctor..." Hu Ziniang's eyes were a little evasive, and she said cowardly: "Our family really can't afford the money to go to other places to get medicine, or...how about you tell me about your situation, little doctor?" Address, aren’t you going to buy medicine tomorrow? You should go home in the afternoon, and when the time comes…then…then let Huzi’s father go to your place to get the medicine, do you think so?”

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