Chapter 197

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"Auntie, it's OK. Just trust me once." Yang Zimei looked at his aunt firmly.

The aunt couldn't resist her, and she also had the idea of being a horse doctor. After seeing so many doctors for so many years, it didn't work. Let this warm-hearted girl have a try.

What's more, she looks a little different.

The aunt took her into a room next to her. Before she went in, she smelled a strong smell of Chinese herbal medicine, as well as a musty smell.

Yang Zimei's nose sneezed sensitively.

The house is really too dark, the windows themselves are narrow, and they are covered with thick black cloth, blocking the entry of fresh air, making the air in the whole room very dirty.

"Auntie, why don't you open the window? This will aggravate the patient's condition. " Yang Zimei frowned.

"Sister, uncle, he can't blow the wind. Once the wind blows, he coughs even more." Aunt said helplessly.

Yang Zimei looked at the bed and saw that under the old cotton quilt, there was a skinny man. His eyes had sunk deeply. His face was hot and his cheekbones were red. He had a strong cough suddenly, and his whole body was shaking. Finally, he vomited a mouthful of blood and collapsed on the bed. He was constantly breathing hard.

It's really a serious tuberculosis!

"Ah quan -" the aunt walked over painfully and helped the uncle's body flat. "This sister said she could do acupuncture. Please let her have a look."

The uncle took a look at Yang Zimei, coughed strongly and waved his hand, "I've seen this disease in vain. Don't pass it on to other girls."

When he heard that he was seriously ill and worried about whether he could be infected, Yang Zimei was more determined to help him.

"Uncle, I'm not afraid of infection. You lie down, I'll look at you and help you with acupuncture. You'll get better." The soft voice of Yang Zimei.

Seeing the concern and firmness of her eyes, the uncle no longer said anything more and lay down.

Yang Zimei cut the pulse for him, and found that he was almost a disease into the ointment, if not treated, at most only half a month's life.

He was lucky enough to meet himself.

Yang Zimei asked him to lie down on his back. He lifted the quilt and saw that he was so thin that he felt pity. His abdomen was still swollen. In addition to tuberculosis, he also had liver ascites and other diseases.

She took out the silver needle she had taken with her. She took Taiyuan, Lieque, Neiguan, Feishu, Zusanli, Sanyinjiao, Fenglong and other acupoints on uncle's body. She used luck to move the needle and repeated it several times

After acupuncture, put away the needle.

"Poo --"

uncle sat up and vomited a mouthful of thick black blood. His breath gradually eased, and he felt more comfortable than ever before.

"Ah Quan, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing her husband spit black blood, the aunt was scared.

"Auntie, don't worry. It's just after he vomited out the filthy air in his body. I prescribe a few doses of traditional Chinese medicine, you give uncle conditioning every day, less than half a month, he will have nothing to do, but at ordinary times, we must pay attention to let the indoor air circulation, not so sealed, and often go out to bask in the sun. " Yang Zi Mei Road.

"That will do?" My aunt didn't believe it.

The uncle touched his stomach and lungs, and said to his aunt, "I'm really much more comfortable. Just now I feel like there's a heat stream pressing on my body. It's very comfortable. Now it's not so difficult to breathe."

With that, his feet got out of the bed, a little bit floating, and stood up.

Seeing that he was able to stand, the aunt wept with joy and took Yang Zimei's hand gratefully. "Sister, you are really the Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves the suffering. After seeing so many doctors, he can't see him well. You're really amazing."

Yang Zimei is also very happy to see that they are so happy and can save people from their illness.

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