Chapter 492 respect

Gu Qingzhou's words, Dr. Song and his wife actually do not understand.

I only know what gas engine Gu Qingzhou said.

Gas engine what the hell?

"It's OK. After taking the medicine tonight, the disease can be eradicated." Gu Qingzhou continued.

Dr. and Mrs. song are shocked.

"That's it?" Mrs. song blurted out

"What's right. Medicinal right, very simple medicine is effective. As I said, children are not pathological changes, but the Qi mechanism is blocked by cold evil. " Gu chuckled.

In Mrs. song's memory, every time a family member is ill and asks for a doctor, it's a lot of medicine. It's too late.

Now, this young lady can be cured with just one dose of medicine. Isn't she joking?

"Thank you very much, Madame." Dr song answers. Believe it or not, people should be grateful for their help.

Gu Qingzhou nods.

"You take care of him for a while. I'll prescribe a prescription and ask someone to fry it." Gu Qingzhou said with a smile, "it's OK to take it back and fry it for you. I'm afraid the myrrh stove in your house, and the newly bought medicine stove should also be fed. If you can't take it up, you can use it."

It's very considerate, but it has medical ethics.

Dr. Song nodded, "please, madam."

Gu got up and went out.

Mrs song felt her son's hair.

Under the effect of Gu Qingzhou's acupuncture, the child seems to be less painful and drowsy.

"Alas!" In a low voice, Mrs. song choked, "Anan must be OK, otherwise"

"No." Dr song comforted his wife.

It's not a day or two since the child said it hurt.

Every time he asked him, he couldn't explain clearly; after he had been examined, there was no big problem. Dr. Song was puzzled, so he subconsciously misunderstood that the child was playing.

Until this morning, the child suddenly fell to the ground, his face was like gold paper, and he was sweating.

Doctor song and his wife were blind. They went to the hospital with their children in their arms.

The pediatrician did various tests, just like Dr. Song's diagnosis: there was no problem with the child.

"In this case, he seems to be evil." Pediatricians are also Chinese.

No matter how Chinese learn western science, they can't change the cultural precipitation in their bones.

The doctor's words scared song Yiheng and his wife.

Go up to ask the child, where does he ache, but the child can't say clearly, only knows that the whole stomach hurts. On the contrary, after repeated examination, there was no disease.

"Or would you like to go to gastroenterology?" There's nothing we can do in pediatrics.

Doctor song took the baby and transferred to gastroenterology.

A series of inspections, the time is up to 4 p.m., still the same conclusion.

The doctor can't see where the child is.

At that time, Mrs. song cried, "is it really evil?"

The gastroenterologist looked at it and said, "once upon a time, someone in our country was evil at night. It's really like this!"

Song Yiheng and his wife were drowned by fear.

No, they have already died a child, God will not take away their second child!

Mrs. song couldn't accept it. She fainted on the spot.

The nurses were busy helping Mrs. song up.

Later, it was Dr. Arnold who borrowed something from the gastroenterology department and saw song Yiheng.

"Dr. AI!" Song Yiheng went to the hospital in a hurry and told a doctor in the burn department about his son's illness.

In fact, Dr. AI has been involved in every branch of Western medicine.

Wen Yan, after seeing the results of various tests, said to song Yiheng: "there is no disease on the organs, and I am helpless. Your traditional Chinese medicine says that in addition to organs and blood, the human body also has qi and meridians.

These two kinds of things can not be detected by the instrument, nor can western medicine understand them. You say that the evil or the evil may be the problems of Qi or meridians. Why don't you go to see traditional Chinese medicine? "

Then Dr. AI talked about taking care of the boat.

"Madame Sishao's medical skill is superb!" Said Dr AI.

Song Yiheng and his wife, who were eager to save his son, hurriedly carried him to he's herbal hall.

They still know the world.

If you carry the children directly to the military government, I'm afraid that the adjutant will beat them out, and the young lady doesn't know the doctor sitting in the town; but it's normal to carry them to he's herbal hall.

At that time, innkeeper he can't cure it. Naturally, he will call the little lady.

I can't imagine where the young lady is.

Dr song thought his son was lucky.

However, he is not sure that Gu Qingzhou can really cure his son.

Dr. and Mrs. song have such considerations: "is it OK?"

But no way.

Until the pain faint, the child also can not say exactly how the pain, where the pain.

"Compared with the village shenpo, traditional Chinese medicine is a little more reliable. Besides, both Dr AI and Wang Qi, who is against traditional Chinese medicine, trust her. Let's give her some confidence. " Song Yiheng said to his wife, in fact, it's also for himself.

The couple are still beating drums in their hearts.

This suffering is painful.

After an hour, Gu Qingzhou's medicine was ready.

Song Yiheng thought again, "it's really a hard job to cook up medicine. Western medicine doesn't need to be so troublesome and increases the patient's pain time."

He dared not say anything, picked up the child and coaxed him to drink medicine.

The medicine was very bitter, and the children were too noisy to drink it.

Finally, it was the staff of the medicine shop who skillfully pressed the child and poured the medicine hard.

Gu Qingzhou said to Dr. Song and his wife, "you can take your children back for medical treatment. Anyway, if you are so close, you can come here at once in case of any emergency."

Dr song nodded.

He still felt that the bed sheets in the traditional Chinese medicine clinic were not sanitary enough, so he was afraid of children's diseases.

So the couple took the baby back.

After going back, the child fell asleep.

Song Yiheng and his wife are not sleepy. They are muttering.

"Is it really useful?" Mrs. song asked, "in case it doesn't work, we'll send Nan back to England."

"Useful!" Song Yiheng said that he didn't know whether to comfort himself or his wife.

Song Yiheng hears Dr. Arnold calling Gu Qingzhou "teacher". This shock, song Yiheng is afraid that he will never forget it.

Since Arnold praised Gu Qingzhou so much, Gu said it was OK. Song Yiheng decided to hope.

But Mrs. song did not dare. She was afraid that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment: "we should prepare again. If not, send your child to Hong Kong "

and cry.

Mrs song thought of her eldest daughter.

The child is so lovely, a car accident will die, life is so fragile.

Their husband and wife suffered a lot, far from where they used to live, and returned to their motherland.

If another child dies, where can they hide?

Where is their home?

"No, don't think about it." Doctor song comforted his wife, but he also thought of his beloved daughter. His tears could not be controlled.

The two stayed up all night.

The child slept soundly.

At five o'clock in the morning, the child woke up, rubbed his eyes and muttered, "go to the toilet."

Doctor song woke up and asked him, "Anan, is it still painful?"

The little child was at a loss and asked, "Daddy, what's the pain?"

Doctor song is very happy.

I don't know what the pain is. Does it mean it doesn't hurt?

Do not think, the child said again, "stomachache!"

Doctor song's heart suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley, thinking: "Chinese medicine is really useless."

He took his son to the toilet.

Children have a bit of diarrhea.

After pulling, go back and sleep.

Dr. Song and Mrs. song saw the baby sleeping soundly. They were very stable in their dreams, and their hearts slowly fell down. They fell asleep on their own.

When I opened my eyes, the child disappeared.

"And Anan?" Mrs song was shocked.

Hurriedly went out to ask the nurse, the nurse pointed to the big locust tree in the backyard: "there."

It turns out that Anan and his brother climbed trees again.

Mrs. song, surprised and pleased, raised her face and asked, "Anan, do you still ache?"

The child climbed high, like a monkey, and said, "no pain!"

The voice was loud and positive.

Thinking of his cold sweat yesterday, and seeing him as lively as a monkey today, Mrs. song covered her lips and sobbed.

It was a cry of joy.

"He's all right!" She turned to doctor song, who came out late, and said, "Anan is well, young lady has cured him!"

Doctor song was also stunned there.

In the early hours of the morning, Anan had diarrhea and let out the cold evil. The child who had enough sleep was full of energy.

His lively energy and loud voice are very similar to those in England, rather than those days when he came back from his illness.

Anan is really good!

"No wonder Arnold called little lady teacher!" Dr song exclaimed, "I'm going to call the teacher, too!"

Mrs. Song said, "I'm going to thank you."

The couple coaxed Nan down from the tree.

Look at him carefully. He is really cured.

The West hospital can't check it out. The young lady said it was a minor illness, but it was really a minor illness!

"Let me see." Mrs. song looked at the child and pressed his abdomen and chest again. "Is it still painful?"

Before, the child didn't know where the pain was. After pressing it, he didn't know. He either didn't answer or nodded randomly.

This time, he giggled and was a little tickled by Mrs. song. In a loud voice, he said, "no pain!"

Mrs. song's eyes are red again.

The couple prepared a gift and went to he's herbal hall, just in time to take care of the boat.

She came here specially today to visit the children of the Song family.

"Thank you very much, young lady!" Song Yiheng looks at Gu Qingzhou and feels that it has changed.

His cognition of traditional Chinese medicine was completely subverted.

He knew that there were thousands of years of medical skills in Chinese culture, which was reasonable. Even if

is attacked, it is a millennial tradition. It has its own sediment and its own essence.

this little madam has brought out the essence of Chinese medicine and made it shine.

Song Yiheng, who has studied western medicine all his life, is convinced.

"You're welcome. It's just to help the wounded." Gu chuckled, then looked at he mengde beside his eyes.

He mengde also smiles.

At this time, Dr. Song remembered that he once spoke very mean words. However, when he mengde asked for a doctor's advice, he did not make any difficulties, and put the patient first.

Like him, they have medical skills and ethics, and they are also qualified doctors.

Once upon a time, their own humiliation had become immoral.

"Manager he, thank you very much!" Dr. Song stood up straight and bowed to he mengde.

He mengde was stunned.

It's normal for doctors to be scolded and despised by Western doctors