The Love of Passerby A

Chapter 1001 The Female Supporting Character Is Lazy and Eating (21)

Because of the injury on his hand, Qiao Weidong inevitably had to go to the village frequently to change the medicine from Qian Zhong, who was known as the "barefoot doctor".

This "barefoot doctor" was named Qian Zhong, about forty years old, of medium build and with a amiable face.

Back then, when he was young, he traveled around practicing medicine. Although he treated people, the effectiveness of his treatment often depended on luck.

As he grew older, he got married and eventually chose to settle down in Anyang Village.

A few years ago, the local government organized a special training course for medical staff. Qian Zhong actively signed up to participate. After two years of study, combined with the little medical knowledge he had already mastered, he finally succeeded in obtaining the qualification to practice medicine.

Since then, he naturally became a well-known "barefoot doctor" in the surrounding area.

On weekdays, if the villagers encounter minor illnesses such as headaches, colds and fevers, most of them will come to him for treatment.

That day, Qiao Weidong came to Qian Zhong's clinic again.

Qian Zhong changed the bandages for him skillfully, frowning and asking with concern: "Weidong! Your hand is really in pain. The previous injury must have been quite serious, right?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his fingers and placed them on Qiao Weidong's wrist, carefully feeling his pulse: "From what I can see, the tendons and veins seem to be severely damaged."

Qian Zhong had studied Chinese medicine in his early years and had some knowledge about pulse conditions and other aspects.

Hearing Qian Zhong's question, Qiao Weidong couldn't help but recall those comrades who had fought through life and death with him but unfortunately died heroically, and his heart was filled with sadness.

He sighed deeply and said slowly, "It's good to be back. I'm content! I don't dare to ask for too much else..."

After saying that, he raised his head slightly, trying hard not to let Qian Zhong see his sadness.

But how could Qian Zhong not know this! After all, Zhang Jianshe from Xiayang Village next door didn't even have a hand.

Fortunately, at least Qiao Weidong's hand is still there. Once the injury is completely healed, he can try to exercise more and he may be able to recover a little. However, he is not sure about this and he cannot just say it casually.

All Qian Zhong could do now was to pat Qiao Weidong on the shoulder and comfort him, "It's good to be alive. Everything will get better slowly."

After changing the medicine, Qiao Weidong thanked Qian Zhong. Just as he was about to leave the clinic, he saw Su Xiangran walking in, being pulled by her mother Feng Yu.

"I've already told you that the wound on your head is the most important." Feng Yu said as he pulled Su Xiangran inside. "Although the wound has healed, you still need to have regular checkups."

Su Xiangran was speechless. Ever since she complained of dizziness last time, her mother Feng Yu had been worried about her. Now that it was her day off, she had dragged her here.

To be honest, she knows Chinese medicine herself, and her skills are definitely better than the "barefoot doctors" here. She can tell exactly what the problem is by just feeling it. Last time she was just finding an excuse to follow the plot.

But he didn't expect that his mother Feng Yu took it seriously.

Forget it, just come and take a look! It can also comfort the other person.

As soon as I entered the door, I met Qiao Weidong who was about to go home after changing the medicine.

"Sister Xiaoran, what's wrong with you?" Qiao Weidong hadn't seen Su Xiangran for a few days. He was very happy to meet her by chance, but this place still made him feel a little worried.

If you have something, don’t be sick; if you don’t have something, don’t be poor!

Before Su Xiangran answered, Feng Yu had already started talking to Qian Zhong: "Doctor Qian, didn't my daughter hurt her head some time ago? The wound has almost healed, but she often feels dizzy sometimes. Can you take a look at her? What's going on?"

When Qian Zhong heard this, he frowned slightly. With his medical skills, he really couldn't treat such a disease. Just when he was about to refuse, he heard Su Xiangran say, "Doctor Qian, there's nothing wrong. It's just that you bled a lot last time. It might be anemia."

This is the best excuse Su Xiangran could think of. She hopes this "barefoot doctor" can understand.

"Let me take your pulse first!" Qian Zhong must have understood what Su Xiangran meant, but he still had to go through the process. After he put his hand on the other's wrist for a while, he said, "It's true that your Qi and blood are a little weak. This problem can be cured by taking care of it."

After hearing what the doctor said, Feng Yu finally felt relieved: "That's good. I was just worried that there would be some sequelae from what happened last time!"

"Mom, I told you it's okay!" Su Xiangran quickly took over the conversation. If Feng Yu continued talking, it would never end.

It was Qian Zhong who bandaged Su Xiangran's wound last time, so he knew the whole cause and effect clearly.

But this is the Su family's internal matter, and it is not convenient for him to say anything.

Qiao Weidong didn't know about Su Xiangran's previous injury, but he did listen to the words that she needed to replenish her body.

It is urgent to raise laying hens at home.

Seeing that nothing was wrong with his daughter, Feng Yu thanked Qian Zhong and was about to leave the clinic with Su Xiangran.

However, Qiao Weidong hadn't seen her for several days. How could he let her go like this?