Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 207 First Time

It was snowing and cold today, and the roads were difficult to walk on. Song Ying had thought that not many people would come to see the doctor, but unexpectedly, at noon, many people came one after another, and the clinic was full of people.

Doctor Ma was busy taking pulses, diagnosing illnesses and prescribing medicines, Lin Wenxuan was in charge of getting the medicines, and only Song Ying had nothing to do.

Although she knew about herbs, she couldn't get the medicine right away. She also had to familiarize herself with the placement of various herbs and how to use an accurate medicine scale.

She watched Doctor Ma take Lin Wenxuan's pulse and prescribe medicine for a while, and took the initiative to deliver the prescription so that Lin Wenxuan could walk fewer steps.

At the end of the Si hour, a young woman rushed into the clinic holding a child.

"Doctor Ma! Doctor Ma! Come and look at my child! Come and look at my child!"

Hearing this anxious, crying voice, Doctor Ma immediately stood up, left the patient he was feeling the pulse of, and asked, "Don't worry, don't worry, tell me slowly, what's wrong with the child?"

Things have their priorities. The patient did not make a fuss about being left behind during the pulse examination and quickly gave up his seat.

"I have a fever. It started last night and I can't get rid of it." The woman's tears fell and she spoke incoherently. "My family lives far away and there is no one in the village who knows medicine."

Doctor Ma touched the child's forehead, hissed, and hurriedly shouted, "Wenxuan, bring the silver needle!"

When Song Ying saw that he was going to give the child acupuncture, his mind quickly flashed through what kind of acupuncture technique should be used to reduce the fever and which acupoints should be pierced.

Seeing that Doctor Ma was going to do it himself, Song Ying said to the onlookers, "Everyone move away, don't gather so close."

After the crowd moved away, Song Ying realized that the light was not bright enough, so he waited for Doctor Ma to finish roasting the silver needles and then simply held the candlestick above the baby's head.

Doctor Ma glanced at her and said to the child's mother, "Drag his head and expose the back of his neck."

The woman was in a panic, and her hands were shaking as she held the child's head. Seeing this, Song Ying simply said, "Let me do it."

As she spoke, she changed her position and held the candlestick in one hand, while she stretched out the other hand to support the child's head.

Under the bright candlelight, Doctor Ma quickly gave the child an injection, took his pulse, and quickly wrote out a prescription, asking Lin Wenxuan to prepare the medicine and boil it in the clinic for the child to drink.

Perhaps his quick movements comforted the woman, and she gradually became less panicked. After Lin Wenxuan prepared the medicine, she took the child to the small hall next door to boil the medicine.

Worried that the child's fever would not subside, the woman stayed until the end of the afternoon, and only left after making sure that the fever had subsided a lot. During this time, she fed the child medicine again.

Song Ying thought that she lived far away and it would be difficult to go back and forth, so he said to her before leaving: "If the fever comes back later, you can press the Dazhui point, the base of the thumb, and the Shixuan points on the tips of your ten fingers."

As Song Ying spoke, he pointed out the acupuncture points to her and said, "Pressing these acupuncture points can help dissipate heat to a certain extent, but you still have to take medicine."

The woman nodded gratefully: "Thank you, doctor."

doctor?

Song Ying was stunned for a moment, and the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously. She was on her way to becoming a doctor.

Many patients live far away, so after the third hour, there are fewer and fewer patients in the clinic.

Song Ying originally thought that he could only observe and not give acupuncture to anyone today, when a round-faced woman came in with her hands on her waist: "Doctor Ma, give me a few more boxes of plasters. My waist is completely numb again."

As the aunt came closer, Song Ying saw her face clearly and discovered that she was the owner of the bun shop. They had bought buns from her many times.

The aunt in the bun shop sat down at the table and groaned, "Finally I'm sitting down. The last plaster didn't work very well. Do you have any other plasters?"

"There are only a few kinds of plasters for treating stubborn numbness and cold arthritis, and you have used all of them." Doctor Ma shook his head. "The most important thing for your illness is rest. Your body cannot stand standing all day long."

The aunt at the bun shop sighed, "Then I should use the medicine I used last time. I can sleep better at night and feel more energetic the next day."

Doctor Ma shook his head again, turned around and shouted, "Wenxuan, go get the medicine."

The moment he turned his head, he saw Song Ying. After hesitating for a while, he said to the aunt in the bun shop, "Why don't you try acupuncture?"

"I do want to, but where can we find a female doctor in Qingshui County?" The auntie in the bun shop sighed again. They are small vendors who have to stand all day long, and most of them suffer from back pain and leg pain.

Wang Mazi, who lives next door to her, got the disease earlier than her, but a single injection from Doctor Ma worked him well for several months. Unlike women like them, who bought more expensive plasters, but each one showed worse effects than the last.

When Song Ying heard Doctor Ma mention acupuncture, his eyes lit up and he quickly moved over to stand next to him.

Doctor Ma pointed at her and said to the aunt in the bun shop, "This is my nephew. She has already learned acupuncture and is here to help me. If you don't mind that she is a novice, let her give you acupuncture."

The aunt at the bun shop looked at Song Ying suspiciously, "Can such a little girl do it? Wait, this little girl looks familiar."

Song Ying smiled at her and was about to speak when the auntie at the bun shop remembered, "Do you often come to my house to buy buns? I remember you have two companions and a little brother."

Although the aunt asked, her tone was very firm. She didn't want her to answer, so she smiled and said, "Oh, I haven't seen you and your brother for a long time. But your two friends still often come to my stall to buy buns."

Song Ying smiled and avoided the main point: "That's my little cousin. He went to school."

This might very well be her first patient. Song Ying was worried that telling her that she had only learned medicine for over a month would scare her away, so she refused to mention the reason why she hadn't gone to buy buns during this period.

Because of this, the aunt at the bun shop looked at Song Ying more friendly, but after all, she was just a little girl, and he really didn't dare to ask her to give him acupuncture.

She held her waist and said with a smile, "You are so young and you are learning medicine. You are amazing. Doctor Ma is very skilled. You should learn well from him. I will only ask you for acupuncture in the future."

This means rejection.

Song Ying was unwilling to give up. Seeing that Doctor Ma was about to give up, she spoke first, "Thank you for the compliment, Auntie. I will definitely learn from my uncle. Your waist numbness is caused by stubborn numbness and cold numbness. My master just tested me the other day. The best acupuncture method is to burn the mountain fire. Just pierce the Guanyuan, Qihai, Zusanli, and Yanglingquan acupoints."

The auntie at the steamed bun shop didn't know any medicine, so she naturally had no idea whether what she said was right or not. But seeing that she spoke fluently and confidently, and Doctor Ma beside her nodded unconsciously, she knew that what she said was correct.

The aunt held her waist, feeling the numbness in her lower body, and remembering the unbearable pain, she gritted her teeth and said, "Okay! Give me acupuncture, girl."