Wild mad doctor

Chapter 3
Yang Ningjun was lying on the bed with his head turned sideways, his gray and black face was full of pain.

Veins popped up on his neck, and oily sweat dripped down his skin, but he just didn't open his mouth, showing that he had the will to die.

Arms and shoulders were tightly controlled by four men.

His lumbar vertebrae were shattered, and he twisted violently, possibly causing secondary injuries.

Guan Zhiwen forcibly fed him emetic drugs, and he was currently massaging his stomach.

The 14-year-old son Yang Zhi was kneeling in front of the bed with a washbasin in his hand.

Weeping and shouting: "Dad, please, throw up quickly! Our family cannot live without you!"

Next to them was a pair of old parents and an eight-year-old girl crying with their heads in their arms.

What a pity!

Everyone's hearts are tied together.

Yang Xu pushed everyone away and stepped forward: "Uncle Wen, let me try!"

Guan Zhiwen nodded and gave way. He had tried his best.

Knowing that Yang Xu is also a medical student, although he has not graduated, he can only be a dead horse at this time.

Yang Xu pressed on Yang Ningjun's chest.

There was a burst of enlightenment in the brain, and all the symptom information and treatment methods emerged.

"Uncle Wen, give me a silver needle!"

While talking, Yang Xu kept moving his hands.

Bend your fingers and perform a quick massage with your knuckles.

Guan Zhiwen opened the acupuncture bag.

Yang Xu grabbed it casually, took eight silver needles in a row, and stabbed them down quickly.

Each one hits the acupuncture point on the chest exactly.

"vomit!"

Yang Ningjun opened his mouth suddenly, and spat out a small pot of black and smelly substance.

"Bring some water and rinse Uncle Jun's mouth!"

Without waiting for the confession, Yang Zhi put down the washbasin and hurried to the kitchen.

"You're such a genius, I couldn't do anything with this stubborn guy for a long time, and he vomited as soon as you came!" Guan Zhiwen said in surprise.

He was sure that Yang Xu had pulled Yang Ningjun back from the gate of hell.

Yang Xu had no intention of joking, looked at Yang Ningjun who was shedding dirty tears and said, "Uncle Jun, you won't be paralyzed on the bed, I can definitely cure you."

Just now.

Not only did he realize Yang Ningjun's poisoning information, but also trauma information in his mind.

The lumbar vertebrae were shattered, without reasonable treatment, the lower body lost consciousness, and was about to face necrosis.

In other words, he would spend the rest of his life paralyzed in bed.

A young and strong man!

The backbone of the whole family!

Who can accept such an ending?

"Alas..." Guan Zhiwen let out a long sigh.

He is a village doctor. After Yang Ningjun was discharged from the hospital, he has been helping to take care of him.

However, with limited means and limited conditions, he kept urging him to go to a large hospital for treatment, but Yang Ningjun's family really couldn't afford the money.

Yang Zhi brought clear water, but Yang Ningjun kept his mouth closed and refused to rinse.

Song Qiuyan snatched the water glass and cursed angrily with a blushing face: "You really want to die, don't you? Then you die! If you die today, my mother will remarry tomorrow, and my son and daughter will have someone else's surname!"

For a man, this is undoubtedly very lethal.

Yang Ningjun opened his eyes wide in vain, full of anger and unwillingness.

"Why are you staring? If you dare to die, I will do what I say!"

"Uncle Jun, Aunt Yan, don't be angry. I will definitely cure Uncle Jun." Yang Xu stepped forward to persuade him.

"The big hospitals can't cure it, what can you do?" Yang Ningjun responded with tears in his eyes and a hoarse voice.

Song Qiuyan covered her face with her hands, knelt down and wept silently.

Although she was rescued, she was very helpless when she thought about the life of the whole family in the future.

"Uncle Jun, rinse your mouth first; I'll give you a massage and acupuncture later, and restore your lower body consciousness first, and then I'll give you medicine for treatment."

After Yang Xu finished speaking seriously, Yang Ningjun subconsciously believed it.

Before that, he was determined to die, and he couldn't hold back his stomach churning. When Yang Xu stretched out his hand a little, he couldn't control his mouth and vomited all at once.

With the hope of a cure, who wants to die?
Yang Ningjun finished rinsing his mouth.

Yang Xu gave him massage and acupuncture as scheduled.

After half an hour, the clear pain returned.

Yang Ningjun clenched his fists tightly and cried like a child, but his face was full of hope for life.

Yang Xu's face was pale, as if he had suffered a serious illness.

He exhausted every bit of energy in his dantian, and his body seemed to be hollowed out.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, I didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"Xiao Xu, what's wrong with you?" Guan Zhiwen asked with concern on his face.

Yang Xu waved his hand and responded slowly: "Uncle Wen, I'm fine, I was just tired, just take a rest!"

Song Qiuyan hurriedly brought over a tea mug: "I made some glucose for you, drink it quickly."

This is a pungent woman with a strong temper, but her heart is not bad, and she is no longer angry like before.

After drinking it in one breath, Yang Xu's condition finally improved.

"Xiaoxu, thank you! You gave me the idea of ​​living on." Yang Ningjun said with emotion.

"Uncle Jun, don't say thank you. It's our family that has failed you. The father's debt must be paid by the son. I will definitely cure you and Uncle Tieshan and pay off all the debts." Yang Xu responded sincerely.

No matter whether Liu Chao was responsible for the accident or not, he secretly exchanged inferior materials, but these people were all hired by his father.

The responsibility that should be borne should not be less.

Yang Ningjun waved his hand: "Don't say I'm sorry, who wants to do this? We people follow your father because he takes good care of us and treats us like brothers, and it's timely to pay wages."

"Your father didn't want to take over the construction of the bridge, but Liu Jianguo urged him to do it. We also encouraged the village to do good things. How did we come up with this!"

Yang Ningjun said, his face was full of remorse.

Yang Xu's mind moved, Yang Ningjun should know a lot of things.

He wanted to ask Liu Chao about transporting materials, but there were too many people in the room at the moment, making it inconvenient.

Swallowing down his doubts, he calmed down slowly: "Uncle Jun, the matter has already happened, so don't think too much about it."

"You have only one task now, and that is to recuperate in peace of mind. Leave the follow-up treatment work to me!"

After saying that, Yang Xu stood up and walked outside the house.

Seeing his sloppy footsteps, Guan Zhiwen hurried forward to help him, and turned his head to confess: "Let's make some white rice porridge for Ning Jun to drink, and I will bring two bottles of glucose later and hang it up for him."

"No need, Laoguan, we have it at home!" Yang Ningjun responded hastily.

"Drinking in the stomach and injecting into the body, how can the absorption be the same? Don't worry, you won't be charged."

Guan Zhiwen knew what he was worried about and also understood the actual situation.

Walking out of Yang Ningjun's house, Guan Zhiwen couldn't wait to ask: "You boy, what method did you just use? My eyes are blurred, and I can't understand it."

As the saying goes, the layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway.

Others only knew that Yang Xu was clever, but they couldn't understand it at all.

Guan Zhiwen was different, he was a doctor, and he was more shocked than those laymen.

"Uncle Wen, I want to learn from me and teach you, but you have to get me a hundred-year-old ginseng!"

Yang Xu responded casually, because he needed old wild ginseng as medicine to cure Yang Ningjun's injury.

Guan Zhiwen quit immediately: "What are you thinking about? You can't buy a century-old wild ginseng for hundreds of thousands. Even if you sell me, it won't be enough!"

"Cough, cough!" Yang Xu coughed dryly twice, which made the request hasty!

"That's okay, I'll teach you for free, the condition is that you go to the village health center to see for you, and you don't need a penny of salary."

Guan Zhiwen was in a mess, and the gap between the conditions before and after was too far.

The former requires hundreds of thousands of investment, while the latter receives a coolie for free.

"You said this, don't go back on your word!" Guan Zhiwen hurriedly agreed after regaining his senses.

After seeing Yang Xu's methods, he has nothing to worry about.

In fact, Yang Xu wanted to practice with the help of medicinal energy through medical treatment.

As for the hundred-year-old ginseng, he thought of another way.

While talking, the two walked to the village clinic.

Seeing Yang Xu, Liu Lihua picked up the broom and greeted him.

(End of this chapter)