A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Lord Qin waved his hand and explained, "that's my carelessness. No matter who I send clothes to, something will happen. What's the relationship with the tiger family? You son of a bitch, go back quickly

Xiaoning indignant way: "if only once, you will not have an accident, who knows they are not at home every day, you send every day, this is the problem! Don't blame them on whom? "

Song QingHan looked at Wu Dahu and said, "Lord Qin, is this really the case? Something happened to us a short time ago, so we were not at home. I didn't expect you to suffer. "

Seeing that things turned out like this, it's not good to admit or deny things. He said with an ugly face: "it's none of your business. Don't listen to this boy's nonsense. Just get your clothes and go back quickly."

Wu Dahu frowned and said in a deep voice, "although it is not our initiative to cause this, it is because of us. We will give you an account. You can go to the town with me, while the sky is not dark."

Lord Qin directly refused: "no! I made herbal medicine myself, and it will be good for a few days. Why waste that money

With that, he sat down on the bench with his arms in his arms and looked like he was not to be discussed.

Song QingHan saw that Lord Qin was stubborn. After thinking about it, he suggested, "why don't you sit on the bed and let me have a good look at your legs? I'm not a serious doctor, but I've learned a little bit. Maybe it's useful? "

Xiaoning stood beside Mr. Qin and said sarcastically, "you said that you are half hearted. What are you doing with it? This leg is a big event. My grandfather has been holding up so long, and I don't know whether it can be cured. If Dr. Luo is willing to do it, he may have a few chances... "

Lord Qin suddenly patted Xiaoning's hand and frowned:" Xiaoning! Stop talking nonsense and get back to dinner

Although the blow of Lord Qin was not serious, it made Xiaoning feel that his self-esteem was hurt. His eyes were red, he stamped his feet and angrily said, "I'm not for you? Why don't you think about who carried you back and helped you to prepare the medicine! Since you don't need it, I'll never help you again! "

He strode away his tears as he ran.

Song QingHan frowned and sighed suddenly. He helped Lord Qin to get up and advised: "Xiaoning is also kind-hearted. We won't blame it. Please take it easy."

Wu Dahu saw that Lord Qin was worried and looked at the direction of Xiaoning's departure. He also advised: "the child is very angry. After a while, he will come to see you. Don't worry too much."

Mr. Qin shook his head, and his eyes flashed with gloom. He said slowly, "Xiaoning is a good-natured child. He knows that he will come to my side to help. After his father knows that, he has to learn a lesson, but he still insists on coming. In fact, it's good. It's just a waste of time and energy to put my time and energy on me. I hope he won't come back in the future. ”

although he said so, song QingHan and Wu Dahu clearly felt that he really hoped Xiaoning would come again. They looked at each other and decided to have a good talk with Xiaoning later.

With the help of song QingHan, Mr. Qin sat down beside the bed, put his legs on the edge of the bed, and slowly untied the gauze wrapped around his feet.

Song QingHan frowned after smelling the strong odor of the herb and rotten meat.

"You're too tight, tiger. Go home and bring that set of tools, wine and gauze."

Mr. Wu refused to leave.

Lord Qin had no choice but to say to song QingHan, "I'm a man with old arms and legs. I'm not so easy to cure. You don't have to worry about it."

Song QingHan shook his head and affirmed: "it can be cured. Don't worry about it. I'll boil the kettle. You can wait here for a while."

With that, he walked into the kitchen and put the water on the fire.

He had just looked at it roughly. It was not a fracture of Lord Qin's leg. It should have been scratched by stones and other things on the road after he fell to the ground. He didn't clean it up later. He packed it with herbs in a hurry. He didn't even change the medicine frequently, which made him look like this.

Speaking of it, some people can still do it in modern times. There were no rare cases of this kind before the QingHan period of the Song Dynasty.

Generally, it is the middle-aged and elderly people whose children are far away from their side. One is to save money; the other is that no one reminds them. When things become more serious, they will not be willing to go to the hospital to see what the reason is. However, this will delay the best opportunity for treatment.

After the water boils, Wu Dahu comes with something.

Song QingHan moistens the boiling water with his handkerchief and carefully cleans up the herbs on his feet.

This kind of herbal medicine is usually crumpled before it is put on. The dregs are numerous and thin, so it is not easy to get rid of them. It took a long time for song QingHan to finish it.

After the herbs fell, the rotten meat was exposed to the air without reservation. Lord Qin couldn't help sighing, shaking his head, and whispering, "this leg is useless..."Song QingHan didn't give much comfort. While disinfecting the things he wanted to use, he said to Wu Dahu: "I'll hold down my grandfather for a while. It's painful to cut meat."

Lord Qin was surprised. Although he was a long time old and had experienced ups and downs, he could not help shrinking his legs when he heard the word "cut meat".

Wu Dahu comforted him: "you don't have to worry. It's song QingHan's specialty. It'll be fine for a while. It's not very painful."

When he heard that "cutting meat" was song QingHan's specialty, he was surprised and looked at Song QingHan carefully. He didn't understand what he had done before. He even practiced "cutting meat".

But song QingHan had no time to explain. With a wave of his hand, he quickly moved on the leg of Lord Qin.

Wu Dahu looks at Song QingHan's serious appearance. Somehow, he suddenly thinks of his bear skin peeling appearance. He can't help but smile.

Ye Qin had a lot of rotten meat, so it was different from the previous two times. Before Xiaoqing's female father and Pearl's reaction, they removed all the rotten meat.

Fortunately, Lord Qin has already made psychological preparations, and without the help of Wu Dahu, he bit his teeth to endure the pain.

When song QingHan finished the action on his hand, he couldn't help but flash his surprise.

He knew why Wu Dahu said that "cutting meat" was song QingHan's specialty. He had cut so much that he didn't have any blood. He just cut the bad meat and left the growing fresh meat.

However, this is not the end. Song QingHan disinfected the scalpel again with candlelight and wine. He pointed his leg to the light and carefully picked out the dirty things hidden in the meat.

Mr. Qin endured the pain and looked at the small stones on the ground. He was surprised and said, "are there any stones in it? I thought my eyes were good enough. I didn't expect that big tiger husband's eyes would be better. Even such a small stone can be seen

Song QingHan didn't answer. He continued to focus on Lord Qin's legs. After checking carefully, he was relieved that there was no dirty things.

He didn't have good eyes, he was just too familiar with the shapes of the flesh and blood.

If ordinary people, of course, can not see those small stones submerged by flesh and blood, but he can easily find the foreign bodies hidden under them by virtue of the abnormal muscle texture.

In fact, if you talk about it in detail, it's not difficult.

Only after finishing the treatment of the wound outside, song QingHan actually felt a little tricky.

Previously, just by looking at the eyes, we concluded that there was no fracture in Lord Qin. However, when we touched him just now, we found that he had several slight bone fractures. If we don't take good care of them, even if the wound is healed, the legs and feet will still be inconvenient to move.

Seeing song QingHan in deep meditation, Wu Dahu took out the pot of ointment left by doctor Luo from his arms and asked tentatively, "is this useful?"

Song QingHan subconsciously took the pot of ointment, nodded and said to himself, "if only there were plaster...

gypsum? Wu Dahu thought for a moment and asked, "what do you want gypsum for?"

Song QingHan helped him with the medicine and said: "fix it. If you leave it alone, even if you don't move much, it will inevitably lead to bone displacement. Only when fixed, can he recover faster."

Wu Dahu thought about it for a moment, and suddenly turned around and walked out of the door in silence.

Song QingHan didn't care. After helping Lord Qin with good medicine, he gently told him, "uncle, you should try not to get out of bed these three days. Dahu and I will help you with the meal. After three days, I'll check the recovery. If not, I'm afraid we'll have to invite Dr. Luo."

As soon as he thought that he would delay their Kung Fu, he felt a bit upset. He waved his hand and refused: "I don't waste my time cooking. I'll do it myself. You're busy with you!"

Song QingHan's face suddenly became serious and said seriously: "Dahu is sick now, and I'm pregnant again. Both of them have nothing to do. It's not a big deal to take care of you. Don't refuse. If you don't cooperate with me for treatment, I won't let you see this child."

With that, he pointed to his big belly, as if it contained some rare treasures.

However, he hesitated for a moment and reluctantly agreed: "well, no matter how well you recover after three days, you don't have to worry about me, a bad old man. If I break my leg, I can't live...

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