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"Then help him, look at him like that, really can't bear it!" Wang Mingbao said.

"Well, I have other things, go first." Wang Yao nodded. If Wang Mingbao didn't open this mouth, he was not willing to take care of this matter.

"Slow down on the road."

Wang Yao drove back home and recorded Wei Hai's illness and diagnosis as quickly as possible.

He is not a saint, he is full of the world, not a bodhisattva, and all the people.

He will not cure anything, and everyone will see it.

Like Wei Hai, Wang Yao’s first impression on him is not good. For example, he is not Wang Mingbao. He will not treat him at all. Since he has seen it, it is difficult and complicated. It may be a try. .

The patient is now in very poor health. The first thing to do is to consolidate the culture and the appropriate treatment of the "poisonous insects" in his body. Wang Yao used a day to develop a general idea. Some details need to be considered again. Think more.

The next day, he made an appointment with Tian Yuantu and went to Haiqu City.

The medicine has been prepared and naturally taken to the patient. This matter Tian Yuantu had already greeted Yang Shuji, so he pushed a few meetings in the morning and waited specifically.

Seeing Yang Shuji’s mother again, this time it’s better than the last time. It should be because of the “Peiyuan Tang”.

"Doctor Wang, hello."

"Hello, Yang Shuji."

The two sides did not say much about it. Wang Yaoxian gave his mother a diagnosis of the pulse of the mother. After confirming that the physical condition was acceptable, he took out the pre-tanning agent.

"This is the medicine I am taking. You should drink a handful."

"Okay." Yang's mother went to a small sputum. The medicine was red. It was like a raging fire. After drinking her stomach, she only felt that her stomach was hot.

Wang Yao sat aside and put her finger on her wrist to see the changes in her pulse.

This heat is transmitted faster, and in a short time, Yang’s mother’s face is slightly reddened. She feels that her body is a little hot. This is a feeling that has not been seen for many years. This feeling probably lasts for a long time. Hours, then slowly recede.

"Drink a little more." Wang Yaodao.

"it is good."

Yang’s mother took another drink. This time it felt like the first time, but the time was a little longer.

"effective."

Wang Yao told her to stop taking three sputums. After the next two hours, he observed the changes in her body at intervals. I even missed the time for lunch.

"Well, this medicine is used in this way, three hours and three hours, and take it at intervals of six hours." Wang Yaodao, "If you feel uncomfortable, abnormal, stop taking the medicine immediately."

"it is good."

Yang Shuji invited them to have a meal, which is relatively simple, because he still has something to eat, and after expressing his gratitude to Wang Yao, he hurried away.

"He is too busy, don't mind."

"Can understand."

Wang Yao and Tian Yuantu both talked with his mother for a conversation, and then Wang Yao once again confirmed that her body was left untouched before leaving. It was already late in the evening when they returned to Lianshan County.

Two people ate something in the county town, and Tian Yuantu drove Wang Yao back to the village.

In the next few days, Wang Yao went to Pan Jun three times in succession, and treated three patients. The three people's illnesses are very similar, all of which are headaches, but the hospital does not check what causes the examination.

Wang Yao opened two medications for them. The first pair was his own. After that, he directly opened the prescription and let the doctors in Renhe clinic help him. After three people had the effect, it was good, and after returning, Naturally, I said to my relatives and friends, so some people know that there is a young doctor in Renhe Clinic who specializes in headaches and the effect is quite good.

In this case, Pan Jun was very happy, and Wang Yaokai's prescription was not afraid of outsiders, and he stayed in his clinic directly. He also took this prescription to an old Chinese doctor he knew.

"Hey, he is a little strange with this medicine. Why don't he come to the ancients?" The old man was surprised and looked.

"But the patients who used the medicine said that the effect was good." Pan Jun listened.

"Well, it works well. These herbs are milder and have little damage to the body. It doesn't matter."

After listening to the old Chinese medicine, Pan Jun left the prescription.

"Progress is good." Wang Yao looked at the changes in the task reminder. In less than ten days of hard work, he added another ten people. It should be the result of his sitting in the clinic of Pan Jun in the past few days.

The clinic that Pan Jun’s sister saw seemed to have more people. Therefore, Pan Jun gave more of these visits.

This is like a supermarket. A product that sells well will drive other products. This week, there are more people who come to the hospital and see the doctor. As the name goes out, there will be more and more people.

Even when Wang Yao is absent, some people with headaches come here, they will prescribe according to this prescription, and the effect seems to be good. This incident Pan Jun did not say to Wang Yao at the beginning, until one day, a patient came to the door and said that the more he took the medicine, the more severe the headache, which made the doctor who was sitting in the hospital somewhat helpless, still in the hospital. On the phone, Pan Jun rushed over after receiving the phone call. In the face of the impetuous patients, he did not have a good way. Some doctors in the clinic did not have enough pushes. No one would stop this thing on his own. He personally called Wang Yao. This time he first asked the other person where he lived, and then said this matter euphemistically.

"What, noisy!" Wang Yao was angry after listening.

One of the most taboo things for the doctor is to prescribe the medicine without knowing the cause.

The prescription he left didn't think so much at all. It was only for a few weeks. I didn't expect it to be used as a universal spirit. According to the truth, the medicines were quite peaceful, and the average person did not. The problem, but some people may not be suitable for taking it!

Pan Jun said in a phone call, I was sorry, and drove to the mountain village where Wang Yao was. This is his first time here.

“This traffic is really not very convenient.”

The village road is a cement hardened road. It is indeed more advanced than before, but it is narrower and the wrong car is somewhat difficult.

Waiting for a while at the entrance to the village, Wang Yao came from the south.

"I am really sorry, Dr. Wang." When he spoke, he carefully observed the other person's face, fearing that the other person was angry and no longer cooperated with himself, and stopped going to the clinic to see him.

"Hurry and see the patient." Wang Yaodao, because of the things that he opened the prescription, naturally it is to be solved.

"it is good."

Pan Jun drove very fast, and soon he went outside the clinic.

That individual is still waiting in the clinic.

When Wang Yao looked at this person, he probably guessed the problem. This is a middle-aged man who looks like he is over forty years old.

"I thought you ran?!" His voice was quite loud.

"Well, can I not ask the experts to come?" Pan Jun said with a smile. "Let's go, Mr. Zhang, let Dr. Wang show you."

"He?!" The middle-aged man stared at Wang Yao, and his expression was obvious.

"Yes, you don't see Dr. Wang young, but his medical skills are high. The headaches are all healed."

"Then why did I eat the medicine you opened and it didn't work, but the head hurts even more!" The middle-aged man asked.

"So we asked Dr. Wang to come over and show you."

To put it bluntly, it is finally to let the middle-aged man sit quietly and accept Wang Yao’s diagnosis.

Wang Yao is his pulse, and after a moment he has a slight glimpse.

This headache, the cause is so strange!

"How long have you been sick?"

"It didn't take long, probably less than ten days." The middle-aged man said.

“Aside from the headache, what else is the body feeling uncomfortable?”

"No." The man thought about it later.

"Your abdomen should not be very comfortable, and this place is a bit sore." Wang Yao reached out to his ribs.

"Oh, yes, you said that I remembered it, it was true." The man said, "How do you know?"

"Is this big brother happy recently?"

"No, my daughter-in-law gave me a big fat boy. Recently, this **** market is good. Just last year I saved a batch of goods. My father’s illness is also good. It’s really a happy event, haha." Speaking of these things Come, this middle-aged man laughed again.

Hey, then he rubs the side of the ribs.

"It started to hurt, the side of the rib hurts, is the head hurting?" Wang Yao asked with a smile.

"Yeah." The middle-aged man nodded.

"Well, go back." Wang Yaodao.

"I didn't see anything, how can I let me go back?" The middle-aged man was a little unhappy after listening.

"You are not sick."

"Is not sick, how can it be a headache, and a stomachache?"

"The stomachache is because you are suffocating, and you will be relieved. The headache is because you have been happy for a few days, laughing too much, excitement, and stimulating nerves."

what? !

This explanation made the middle-aged man and Pan Jun both stunned.

"You don't need to take this medicine, I guess it will improve within three days."

To be honest, in such a situation, Wang Yao did not think beforehand that he could not see the obvious illness of the man, whether he was "smell" or "ask", but he found that his heart was slightly abnormal, and then looked at it. His face, he tempted to ask, and then came to this "weird" conclusion.

"Is it okay?" This person is still not at ease.

"If you still have a headache in a week, we will give you a diagnosis for free."

"Oh, then I will trust you again." After the talk, the middle-aged man left to leave.

"The prescription should not be used!" After the man left, Wang Yao would talk to Pan Jun about another thing.

"Okay, I promise." Pan Jun solemnly said that a doctor with a high medical skill, a "dead" prescription, is light and heavy, and he is naturally clear.