Gu Qingzhou's words, Dr. Song and his wife actually couldn't understand.

I only know what Gu Qingzhou said.

What the hell is an air engine?

"It's okay, if you drink the medicine tonight, this disease can be eradicated." Gu Qingzhou continued.

Dr. Song and Mrs. Song were stunned.

Mrs. Song's words blurted out: "It's that simple? ”

"It's the right medicine. If the medicine is right, a very simple medicine will work. As I said, children are not diseased, but their qi is hindered by cold evil. Gu Qingzhou said with a smile.

In Mrs. Song's memory, every time a family member fell ill and asked a doctor, it was a lot of medicine, and it was not cured.

Now this young lady, simply saying that she can be cured with a dose of medicine, isn't she joking?

"Thank you, young lady." Dr. Song answered. Believe it or not, if someone makes a move, they should be grateful.

Gu Qingzhou bowed.

"You take care of him for a while, and I'll go and prescribe the medicine and call someone to decoction it." Gu Qingzhou said with a smile, "It's okay to take it back for you to fry, I'm afraid that your family has no medicine stove, and the newly bought medicine stove also needs to be fed, so you can't pick it up and use it." ”

This is considerate, but it is very medical.

Doctor Song nodded: "Trouble the young lady." ”

Gu Qingzhou got up and went out.

Mrs. Song touched her son's hair.

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

"Alas!" Mrs. Song whispered, her voice was already choked, "Anan must not be fine, otherwise"

"No, it won't." Dr. Song comforted his wife.

The child said it hurt, and it wasn't a day or two.

Every time I asked him, he couldn't tell him; After examining him, there was no major problem, and Dr. Song was also 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 cold sweat was pouring down.

Dr. Song and his wife were confused, and the two of them went to the hospital with the child in their arms.

The pediatrician did all kinds of tests, and the diagnosis was the same as that of Dr. Song: the child was fine.

"In his case, it seems that he has fallen into evil." The pediatrician is also Chinese.

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

The doctor's words scared Song Yiheng and his family enough.

I stepped forward to ask the child where he was hurting, but the child couldn't tell clearly, only that his whole stomach hurt. On the contrary, after repeated examinations, there was still no disease.

"Why don't you go to the gastroenterology department and take a look?" There is nothing that can be done on the pediatric side.

Dr. Song held the child in his arms and transferred him to the gastroenterology department.

After a series of inspections, the time reached four o'clock in the afternoon, and the conclusion was still the same.

Doctors could not see where the child was affected.

Mrs. Song cried at that time: "Is it really evil? ”

The doctor from the gastroenterology department took a look at it and said, "In the past, in our countryside, some people walked at night and fell into evil, and it was really like this!" ”

Fear overwhelmed Song Yiheng and his wife.

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

Mrs. Song couldn't accept it and fainted on the spot.

The nurses hurriedly helped Mrs. Song up.

Later, it was Dr. Arnold who went to the gastroenterology department to borrow something and saw Song Yiheng.

"Doctor Ai!" Song Yiheng rushed to the doctor and told a doctor in the burn department about his son's condition.

Dr. Ai has actually dabbled in every branch of Western medicine.

Hearing this, he looked at the results of various examinations again before saying to Song Yiheng: "There is no disease on the organs, and I am helpless." You Chinese medicine says that in addition to organs, blood, etc., the human body also has qi and meridians.

These two things cannot be detected by instruments, and Western medicine cannot understand them. The evil you are talking about may be a problem with qi or meridians, so why not go and see Chinese medicine? ”

Then, Dr. Ai talked about Gu Qingzhou again.

"Mrs. Si Shao's medical skills are very exquisite!" Dr. Ai said.

Song Yiheng and Mrs. Song, who were eager to save their son, hurriedly carried the child to He's Baicaotang.

They still understand the world.

If the children are taken directly to the military government, I am afraid that the adjutant will beat them out, and the young lady does not know the doctor in charge; But when I brought it to He's Baicaotang, it was a normal consultation.

When the time comes, Shopkeeper He can't cure it, so he will naturally call the young lady.

Unexpectedly, the young lady was actually in the He family.

Dr. Song felt that his son was lucky.

It's just that he wasn't sure that Gu Qingzhou could really cure his son.

Both Dr. Song and his wife had this consideration: "Will it work?" ”

However, no, there is no way.

Until the pain faints, the child can't tell how and where it hurts.

"Compared with the goddesses in the countryside, Chinese medicine is slightly more reliable. Besides, both Dr. Ai and Wang Qi, who is opposed to traditional Chinese medicine, trust her, so let's give her a little confidence. Song Yiheng said to his wife, in fact, he also said it to himself.

The two of them were still beating drums in their hearts.

The torment is painful.

An hour later, Gu Qingzhou's medicine was boiled.

Song Yiheng thought again: "It is really a laborious thing to boil medicine, and Western medicine does not need to be so troublesome and increase the pain time of patients." ”

He didn't dare to say anything, picked up the child, and coaxed him to drink medicine.

The medicine is very bitter, and the children are fussing and refusing to drink it.

In the end, it was the guys at the pharmacy who skillfully held down the child and poured the medicine hard.

Gu Qingzhou said to Dr. Song and his wife: "You can take the child back to recuperate, anyway, it's so close, if there is any emergency, just come over immediately." ”

Dr. Song nodded.

He still felt that the sheets in the TCM clinic were not hygienic enough, and he was afraid that the child would become sick.

So, the two of them took the child back.

When he returned, the child fell asleep.

Song Yiheng and his family were not sleepy, and the two of them muttered beside them.

"Does it really work?" Mrs. Song asked, "If it doesn't work, we will send Anan back to England as soon as possible." ”

"It works!" Song Yiheng said, I don't know if this is to comfort myself or my wife.

Song Yiheng heard Dr. Arnold call Gu Qingzhou "teacher", this shock, Song Yiheng is afraid that he will never forget it for the rest of his life.

Since Arnold admired Gu Qingzhou so much, and Gu Qingzhou said that it was okay, Song Yiheng decided to hold on to hope.

Mrs. Song didn't dare, for fear that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment: "We still have to prepare again." If it doesn't work, send the child to Hong Kong."

As he spoke, he began to cry.

Mrs. Song remembered her eldest daughter.

The child is so cute, and he died in a car accident, and his life is so fragile.

The couple suffered a lot of pain, far from the place where they once lived, and returned to their homeland.

If another child dies, where will they hide?

The world is big, where is their home?

"No, don't think about it." Dr. Song comforted his wife, but he also remembered his beloved daughter, and he couldn't control his tears.

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 bathroom." ”

Dr. Song woke up suddenly and asked him, "Anan, is it still painful?" ”

The child was at a loss and asked, "Daddy, what hurts?" ”

Dr. Song was overjoyed.

I don't know what hurts, but it doesn't hurt, right?

Unexpectedly, the child said, "My stomach hurts!" ”

Dr. Song's heart suddenly fell to the bottom, and he thought, "Chinese medicine is really useless." ”

He carried his son to the toilet.

The little one has a bit of diarrhea.

After pulling it, go back and fall asleep again.

Dr. Song and Mrs. Song saw that the child was sleeping soundly and was very stable in the dream, and their hearts slowly fell, and the two of them fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes, the child was gone.

"Where's Anan?" Mrs. Song was shocked.

Hurriedly went out and asked the nurse, who pointed to the big locust tree in the backyard: "Where is it?" ”

It turned out that Anan went to climb a tree with his brother again.

Mrs. Song was surprised and delighted, raised her face and asked, "Anan, are you still in pain?" ”

The child climbed high like a monkey and said, "It doesn't hurt! ”

The voice is loud and affirmative.

Thinking of him in a cold sweat yesterday, and seeing that he was as lively as a monkey today, Mrs. Song covered her lips and cried.

This is tears of joy.

"He's fine!" She turned to Doctor Song, who came out one step later, and said, "Anan is fine, the young lady has cured him!" ”

Dr. Song was also stunned.

In the early hours of the morning, Anan had diarrhea and vented the cold evil, and the child who had slept was full of energy.

His lively energy and loud voice were very similar to those when he was in England, not the days when he became ill after returning home.

Anan is really good!

"No wonder Arnold called the young lady a teacher!" Dr. Song sighed, "I'm going to call Teacher Sheng too!" ”

Mrs. Song said: "Prepare a heavy gift, hurry up and thank them!" ”

The two of them coaxed Anan down from the tree.

Look closely at him, and he is indeed healed.

The West Hospital couldn't check it out, and the young lady said it was a minor illness, but it was really just a minor illness!

"I'll see." Mrs. Song looked at the child and pressed his lower abdomen and chest again, "Does it still hurt?" ”

In the past, the child didn't know where it hurt, and after pressing it, he didn't know, and either didn't answer or nodded his head randomly.

This time, he giggled, was pressed a little itchy by Mrs. Song, and said loudly: "It doesn't hurt!" ”

Mrs. Song's eyes turned red again.

The couple prepared gifts and went to He's Baicao Hall, and it happened that Gu Qingzhou was also there.

She came here today to give a follow-up to the children of the Song family.

"Thank you, young lady!" Song Yiheng looked at Gu Qingzhou and felt that everything had changed.

His perception of Chinese medicine has also been completely subverted.

He knew that there were thousands of years of medical skills in Chinese culture, and it was reasonable.

Even if Chinese medicine is under criticism, it is a thousand-year-old tradition, and it has its own precipitation and its own essence.

This young lady brought out all 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 a matter of saving lives." Gu Qingzhou smiled, and then glanced at He Mengde next to him.

He Mengde also smiled.

Only then did Dr. Song remember that he used to be very mean, but He Mengde did not make it difficult for him to seek treatment, and put the patient first.

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

His own humiliation of them in the past has become an immoral thing.

"Shopkeeper He, thank you!" Dr. Song straightened up, then bent down deeply and bowed to He Mengde.

He Mengde was stunned.

It is normal for practicing medicine to be scolded, and it is also normal to be looked down upon by Western medicine.

Suddenly, the arrogant man actually bent down to salute, and He Mengde's eyes were hot, and he almost cried.

He felt respected.

This was given to him by Gu Qingzhou, and this was brought by medical skills!

"It's okay, don't do this!" He Mengde went to support Dr. Song.

(三七 Chinese.)