Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 10924

"Qing'er, didn't you send someone over to make arrangements before? Logically speaking, Dr. Wang should be waiting here. Why don't you see anyone?

Yang Ruoqing patiently explained: "Doctor Wang and Shopkeeper Wang were waiting at the hospital all day long."

"Aren't we starting late? We didn't enter the city until it was dark."

"Just before we entered the city, Dr. Wang's family sent someone to the medical clinic to find him. They said that their newborn baby was not feeding and was crying non-stop, so Dr. Wang took some time to go back home."

If Doctor Wang doesn't come over later, shopkeeper Wang will send a pharmacist to Doctor Wang's house to urge him.

Yang Huazhong understood and said, "So that's it, then it's understandable."

But Wang Cuilian, who was waiting for Blacksmith Luo by the bedside, turned around and asked Yang Ruoqing: "Doctor Wang's baby has just been born? Isn't he very young?"

Yang Ruoqing's eyes moved to Wang Cuilian again.

Yang Ruoqing understood what Auntie meant when she said 'very young'.

This is because I am worried that Dr. Wang is too young and has no experience!

This can't be blamed on Wang Cuilian. In the doctor's profession, in everyone's mind, the older the doctor, the more powerful he is.

For no reason, just because of the accumulation of medical practice experience and the accumulation of various trial and error rates brought by the other party's age, the so-called well-informed and all-round problems must have been encountered more than that of the young doctor, so it is more convenient for patients and patients. The family members feel at ease and can safely put their lives in the hands of the other party and let him treat...

"Auntie, since we are here, we must trust the medical clinic and the doctors." Yang Ruoqing said again.

Wang Cuilian nodded.

Yang Huazhong also said: "That's true. It's just like our Tang Yazi fighting while sick. The young general is much more powerful than the so-called old generals!"

Yang Huazhong's metaphor struck a chord in Yang Ruoqing's heart.

So she took over Yang Huazhong's words with a smile and said: "Some old generals have survived their years, but it doesn't mean that they are necessarily better than young people in strategizing. Some things depend on talent, and some people have grown up since they were young. You have been mediocre all the way. This is what it is like to be a general, and it is also like this to be a doctor!”

Since both Yang Ruoqing and Yang Huazhong said so and chose to trust the medical clinic, Wang Cuilian's worries were dispelled.

"Your uncle has finished drinking water. I don't know when he will wake up..."

"Hey……"

A sigh followed Wang Cuilian's last words.

This is Blacksmith Luo sighing.

Several people stopped chatting and gathered around the hospital bed. As expected, they saw Blacksmith Luo slowly opening his eyes.

His eyes slowly moved from the roof to the four walls and corners, and finally his eyes slowly returned and fell on Yang Ruoqing and the others beside the bed.

"Hey!"

With another sigh, Blacksmith Luo smiled helplessly.

"You guys... got me out after all! This isn't just a waste of money, it's also a waste of money!"

Yang Ruoqing just smiled and said nothing.

Because in order to get Blacksmith Luo out, she secretly gave him sugar water mixed with sleeping pills.

Wang Cuilian also smiled and said nothing.

why?

The potion was prepared by Qing'er, but she came to feed it with her own hands, so she felt a little guilty.

So, it was Yang Huazhong's turn to speak.

"Brother Blacksmith, no one wants to go through trouble in this cold weather, but in this situation... I can't do it anymore!"

"Hey, I'll take care of myself at home. It'll take some time... You guys are so impatient!"

"Brother Blacksmith, you've coughed up blood several times. Sister-in-law Cuilian and Qing'er are so worried that they can't sleep or eat well!"

"Don't waste your time to recover slowly. Come to the medical center and we'll treat you seriously, sharpening your sword and chopping wood!"

Blacksmith Luo shook his head, "Forget it, forget it, you guys have brought everyone here, it's useless for me to say anything." "Since they're here, let's treat them!"

Everyone looked at each other and smiled, feeling relieved.

"But I can guarantee that I know my own situation clearly. To put it bluntly, it's still an old problem, a chronic disease," Blacksmith Luo added.

"When the doctor comes, I'm sure he said the same thing. Don't believe it!"

Wang Cuilian said: "We believe it. If it comes from the doctor's mouth, we can buy it with peace of mind even if it takes a lot of trouble."

Yang Huazhong and Yang Ruoqing both nodded, "Yes, it's worth buying with confidence."

While he was talking, Shopkeeper Wang came back and brought two people with him.

You are a middle-aged man in his late forties, with a thin build, a light beard, and a fair face. He wears a square hat on his head and a long blue cotton robe. He looks like a scholar.

Behind the middle-aged man, followed a medicine practitioner holding a large medicine box.

There is no suspense anymore, the middle-aged man should be Dr. Wang.

Moreover, after Manager Wang brought his people in, he began to introduce the two parties to each other.

"Wang Han, I have met Mrs. Luo. Sirs and madams, please be polite!"

Wang Han bowed to everyone.

Yang Huazhong and Wang Cuilian responded with polite smiles, while Blacksmith Luo still struggled to sit up from the hospital bed.

"Doctor Wang, you're welcome."

Yang Ruoqing smiled faintly and said to Wang Han, "Then I'll have to worry about Doctor Wang."

Wang Han faced Yang Ruoqing again, not daring to look directly at her. He lowered his eyes slightly and said respectfully, "Mrs. Luo, you're welcome. It's my duty."

Yang Ruoqing nodded and stepped aside, "Then please!"

Wang Han nodded and went straight to Blacksmith Luo's bedside, ready to start his diagnosis.

Blacksmith Luo was still a little flattered and looked towards Yang Ruoqing, "Is this going to start?"

Yang Ruoqing smiled a little, thinking that her uncle was so simple and cute.

Didn’t we come here just for treatment? You almost coughed up your heart, liver, and lungs!

Isn’t this the beginning? What are you waiting for? Do you need any more sense of ceremony?

"Well, Doctor Wang can make arrangements as he pleases. Uncle, you just need to cooperate fully."

"Ah? Oh..."

Wang Han took Blacksmith Luo's reaction into consideration, smiled slightly and said, "Master, relax, don't be nervous, answer me a few questions first..."

"Okay, you ask."

Although Wang Han had already roughly understood Luo Tiejiang's illness from Shopkeeper Wang on the way to the ward, doctors must do it themselves, and face-to-face communication with the patient is the most important and indispensable link.

You must hear the patient express his feelings with your own ears before you can make a judgment.

Wang Han stood by the bed and chatted with Blacksmith Luo as if they were having a casual conversation.

In the eyes of others, this does not seem like asking about his condition, but talking about Blacksmith Luo's daily life.

For example, what kind of food do you like to eat, what is the taste, what time do you eat every day, how much do you eat, and how much do you drink? Is smoking harmful?

When do you cough and what kind of work do you do every day?

How about adding clothes for the four seasons? Are you afraid of the cold? Are you afraid of the heat?

(End of this chapter)