I'm bound to the divine medicine system

Chapter 618 Fractures
"What?" Seeing that the young man didn't move, Mu Qingyi asked suspiciously.

The young man came back to his senses, thinking that everything was coming, so he turned around and carried the child over after looking at it.

Mu Qingyi first touched the child's forehead with her hand, and the child's forehead temperature displayed in front of her eyes, 36.5, the temperature is normal.

I touched the child's arm again, and found that the heartbeat and blood pressure were normal, and then I looked at the mouth, which was also normal.

"Hold me here." Mu Qingyi stood up and walked to the hospital bed behind the screen.

The young man carried the child over as he said, and let the child lie down as the doctor said.

After an examination, she was basically sure that the child had acute gastritis.

"What did you eat at home?" Mu Qingyi asked.

The young man turned to look at his wife.

The woman hurriedly replied: "I didn't eat anything, I vomited all the food I ate, and I vomited whatever I ate, and kept saying it hurts."

Mu Qingyi asked again: "Do you remember what you ate before getting sick?"

The woman thought for a while, and said: "The child is greedy, he will eat everything that is available at home, and I can't remember."

The young man asked urgently, "What disease did you have?"

Mu Qingyi said: "It should be that I ate inappropriate food, which caused acute abdominal pain." They couldn't understand gastritis.

The young man asked again: "Can it be cured? Can it be cured by taking medicine?"

Mu Qingyi nodded, "Of course, it's just a minor illness, and it can be cured by taking medicine. But you still have to pay attention in the future, it is easy to leave the root cause of the disease, which is always bad."

The couple breathed a sigh of relief and nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, we will pay attention."

Mu Qingyi prescribed the medicine and asked them to get the medicine by themselves, and then took out the stomach medicine that had been powdered beforehand, and told them to feed it with warm water. Although it was bitter, it was a good medicine.

After the family of three left, the drug boy who shrank back came out to take a look, and saw that the patient had already left, but Dr. Sun didn't ask him to come out to do something, so he shrank back altogether.

Mu Qingyi didn't finish a cup of tea, and came to the door with an illness. She was a young man who just accidentally fell and knocked his head.

The injury was not serious, but there was a lot of blood, which looked a little scary.

After debridement and bandaging, Mu Qingyi prescribed anti-inflammatory pills, the kind that wrapped the powder in the middle of the medicinal mud and swallowed one pill at a time.

Compared with powdered medicine, this kind of pill is easier to be accepted by the people here. Unfortunately, she boiled less medicine puree, only wrapped in anti-inflammatory medicine, and hadn't had time to get anything else.

After consulting seven or eight patients one after another, Dr. Hu and Yaotong didn't come out once. It seemed that Mu Qingyi was the only one on duty at night.

Before Mu Qingyi could take a breath, another middle-aged man trotted in with an old man with a broken leg on his back.

Mu Qingyi asked the middle-aged man to put the old man directly on the hospital bed.

"What's going on?" Mu Qingyi asked.

The middle-aged man was panting heavily, unable to catch his breath, and said in a weak voice: "My father, tell him not to go out at night, he must go out, no, I don't know what he saw, he fell like this."

Mu Qingyi's eyes flickered slightly, she glanced at the pale old man, didn't ask any more questions, and reached out to touch the old man's leg, the CT image in front of her eyes clearly appeared.

Fortunately, it was just a joint dislocation, not a broken bone.

"How is it?" The middle-aged man looked anxious, "My father is specialized in delivering food to restaurants, if his legs are crippled, what will happen to the food in Ming'er Restaurant?"

Mu Qingyi glanced at him, and said calmly: "Even if his leg is not crippled, he won't be able to deliver the food tomorrow." She then pinched the old man's leg and quickly reset it.

The middle-aged man's complexion was very bad, but when he heard the sound of 'click', his eyes lit up again, "Okay?"

Mu Qingyi said: "It's connected, but it needs to be fixed, at least seven days of recuperation, otherwise it's easy to be misplaced again."

(End of this chapter)