It doesn't matter that everything has been solved, and there are many people around here. Everyone is looking forward to Xiao Jun.
There is no adult noise, only the crying of children.
It was also at this time that we found that among the more than 100 children in the ward, only the one in front of Xiao Jun was very quiet.
Only with this point, we once again took a look at Xiao Jun.
Why didn't we find such a special existence before? It's Xiao Jun, the miracle doctor, who has a good hand.
Regardless of other people's inner thoughts, Xiao Jun is trying to calm down at the moment.
The master of traditional Chinese medicine and the master of Western medicine are attached to him at the same time. It seems that he has entered a wonderful state. He can find out the difference of various diseases from the cry of which children.
Finally, the guy spoke.
"Call all the nurses, each responsible for a child, and constantly try to feed the children with water. This kind of crying will last for about an hour. In such a long time, no child can be suffocated or dehydrated. "
"Good, head nurse!"
"Dean, I'm here. I'll assign the task right away."
The head nurse promised to call all the nurses to disperse quickly, and Xiao Jun gave a second order.
"Get me 20 assistant doctors in groups of four, record what I say, and then reassign all the children's wards!"
"Assistant doctor? OK, Xiao Wang, bring everyone here
With the call of hospital director Qin, a large group of young doctors came near immediately. Xiao Jun raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet. Close your eyes and listen to the children crying.
"In the first group, there were 7 beds and 15 beds in ward 1, 3 beds and 9 beds in ward 2, and ward 3..."
"The second group records, 1 bed, 6 beds in ward 1..."
"The third group of records..."
Xiao Jun closed his eyes like that and kept people recording. At the beginning, everyone didn't understand what he was doing.
But as all the groups were recorded, the old man Lin Qingyuan, then, sent out a cry of shock.
"Ah, I can see that the children recorded in the first group are all children with high fever."
Vice President Qiu was also disillusioned: "I remember, the children recorded in the second group seem to be all children who have had body swelling."
President Qin widened his eyes: "aren't the children in the third group the ones who began to get sick last night?"
With the exclamation of these experts, people finally understand what Xiao Jun has done.
This guy used this method to divide the children with the same disease into the same group.
God, how does this guy do it? Is he a God?
Just listen to the cry of the child, you can determine the corresponding disease, the legendary Chinese medicine can have such a magical ability?
Those assistant doctors really left here with a very complicated mood to complete the task assigned by Xiao Jun.
And Xiao Jun side has opened his eyes, gently waved his hand, whispered: "give me a pen and paper."
As his voice fell, a moment later, a pen and paper came to him.
Xiao Jun works hard, and the work of grouping sick children in the ward is in full swing.
More than ten minutes later, there was only one cradle left in the corner ward. The child lying inside is the "elder brother" who has already passed out.
Everyone around can see that Xiao Jun is the first to treat the child in front of him.
While Xiao Jun was writing, a group of medical experts gathered around the child for a good examination, and finally shook their heads.
It can be said that the child's condition is very critical. From the perspective of medical experts, the only thing they can do is to give the family a notice of critical illness, and then consult the family on whether to operate on the child who is only a few months old.
Now, Xiao Jun is here, but he hasn't taken any action for a long time. Isn't he afraid to delay the best time for treatment?
Thinking of this problem, many medical experts turn their eyes to Xiao Jun.
It was also at this time that Xiao Jun stood up and held up a large number of prescriptions he had just written.
"According to what I wrote above, I'll prepare the medicine for the first time. When all the children stop crying, feed them the medicine. "
As soon as those medical experts around heard that Xiao Jun had taken medicine, they swarmed around at that time.
Acupuncture, they don't understand.
They think hearing is incredible.
But on the medication, they feel that they can still see a little way out.
But after these people took Xiao Jun's prescription in their hands, they were all dumbfounded at first sight."Xiao Jun, what the hell are you writing about?"
"Xiao Jun, did you draw the marks and shapes of all kinds of medicines?"
"What is mu Ju Mu Ji? Eh, did I read it wrong?"
A group of medical experts chirp, hearing these people's words, Xiao Jun almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood.
What a wooden sentence? Is it wolfberry!
How come these people don't even know a word?
What's the shape of the medicine.
I'm here to cure and save people. How can I spare time to draw simple strokes for you?
Without saying a word, Xiao Jun took the prescription back.
At this time, he went to look down again and fainted at that time.
Nima, those damned Chinese and Western medicine master pills, when he wrote the prescription just now, instantly affected his thinking consciousness. The prescription he wrote is not like drawing pictures for ghosts. Who can see it for normal people.
Wipe, foreign doctors regard themselves as calligraphers, nothing collective learning cursive?
Xiao Jun doesn't know, in the alien world, who are the doctors to write out the prescription is more difficult to identify, for the supreme glory.
No way, he can only calm down to write a new one.
The word is easy to recognize, but then the problem appeared.
Xiao Jun's prescriptions are all traditional Chinese medicine. In this world where a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine can count them with one finger, who can know those strange Chinese herbal medicines.
Looking at the confused eyes of a group of medical experts, Xiao Jun is really going to vomit blood this time.
"Wipe, have you made a mistake. This is the capital, the center of China. Don't tell me you can't find any Chinese herbal medicine! "
Xiao Jun's words can be regarded as a reminder to some people. Lin Qingyuan, the only chief physician who has studied traditional Chinese medicine here, slapped his head fiercely and replied, "I remember. There is a health center in the western suburb that sells Chinese herbal medicine. Hurry up, send someone over there to fill the medicine!"
The problem of medicine has been solved.
Xiao Jun calculates the time. When these people buy the medicine back, they cook it. It must be the best time to feed the medicine. Things that used to be very simple are now quite complicated.
"Damn it, a pair of medicine can cure the disease, let you quack doctors delay. It's killing me. It's killing me! "
Xiao Jun is crazy and yells in the ward.
Those medical experts are like grandchildren, they are afraid to talk with their heads down.
The atmosphere is a little strange. Xiao Jun scolds him. Suddenly, he sees the pale "brother" in the crib. All of a sudden, he is in no mood to scold others.
"Prepare some medical disinfectant alcohol for me. If there is no medicine, you can use the treatment without medicine!"
This is the first reaction from vice president Qiu. The old comrade almost rushed out to find medical alcohol.
Xiao Jun refers to the child on the bed: "help me take off my brother's clothes."
A group of people move in response to the voice, scrambling to pick up the little boy's ass and face up to the sky. Xiao Jun goes to the front of the bed, takes his hand behind him to the front, and has a simple cloth bag in his hand.
Lin Qingyuan was silly at that time. He turned his head and looked at Xiao Jun's ass.
"Xiao Jun, where did you get this? Do you do magic
"Don't care about the details."
As he talks, Xiao Jun pulls over a small table and spreads out his cloth on the table. Inside, there are countless exquisite silver needles of different lengths.
Lin Qingyuan is more crazy.
"Acupuncture! Xiao Jun, do you want to use acupuncture therapy? My God, who has a camera? We must take a picture of the whole process of Xiao Jun's acupuncture. This may be the only picture in the world
"Old man Lin, can you stop being so childish?" Xiao Jun is really helpless to that Lin Qingyuan. He stares at him with his eyes. He says with righteous words: "when shooting, remember to make me handsome!"
"Damn it
The people in the room collapsed. Just at this time, vice president Qiu went back and forth. Before anyone came in, the cry had already come.
"Here comes the disinfectant alcohol!"
As the medicine plate was placed on the table, all the medical experts stepped back, their eyes focused on Xiao Jun's every move.
At this time, Xiao Jun, without any cynical attitude, quickly used alcohol cotton swab to detoxify those silver needles, and then he started at the "brother" in the cradle.
A silver needle shot, or thorn or pick, deep and shallow in the little boy's body.
In the blink of an eye, a good child is turned into a hedgehog by Xiao Jun.
Those medical experts were really frightened. They said that even if the child didn't die, Xiao Jun had to be stabbed to death.
Want to return to think, but no one dares to disturb Xiao Jun.
Although we don't know about acupuncture, we are all people who have seen the world and read history books.It seems that the traditional Chinese medicine in the legend, when treating diseases with acupuncture and moxibustion, can't cure the disease without putting the patient into a hedgehog.
At this time when everyone was in a complicated mood, Xiao Jun suddenly stretched out his hands and picked up the child from the hospital bed. Hold the child's abdomen with one hand, take out the silver needle with the other hand and stick it on the child's back.
This is the needle down, everyone heard a strange sound.
"Bo..."
With this kind of sound, there is a faint smell.
That kid farted!
The medical experts didn't know what was going on, but what happened next made them feel relieved.