Chapter 173
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Qi Rongyue nodded: "OK! I'll be right here. " He got up, put the books back on the table and went out.
Xueer muttered, "Miss, you are just right. Can't you be too tired and take a few days off?"
Qi Rongyue kept silent and walked out with elegant steps. She said to herself, "she can't rest, she can't waste any more time. She needs to go where she wants to go as soon as possible and do what she wants to do.".
The patient was a well-dressed woman, followed by several servants.
"Are you miss Qi?" The woman looked at Qi Rongyue with her eyebrows raised.
Qi Rongyue sat down behind the clinic table and nodded to the woman, "I am, who wants to see a doctor?"
Woman: "I didn't expect that Miss Qi, who passed on as a doctor, was so young."
Qi Rongyue smiles, but doesn't answer.
The woman said again, "I come from Wuyuan. I heard that Pengcheng has opened a yoga melting hall. The doctors in the hall are very skilled in medicine. I came here by name."
Qi Rongyue nodded and said to her husband, "madam is ruddy, and she speaks in a good way. She doesn't look like a sick person. She must have seen a doctor. Someone else!"
The woman hurriedly said: "yes, it's my husband. He has been suffering from colic for more than half a month. He has seen countless doctors. They can't find out the cause of the disease. It's useless to take any medicine. A relative went to Wuyuan from Pengcheng the day before yesterday. Speaking about Miss Qi, I brought him all night long."
Qi Rongyue looks more and more excited when she sees the woman. It is obvious that her husband's condition is very critical. Otherwise, she will not come to Pengcheng from Wuyuan in this year.
"Bring him in!" She said in a low voice.
The woman looked back and said to the girl behind her, "hurry up, let someone bring the master in."
Yes, it was carrying. Her husband fell ill spontaneously and cried all day long. He couldn't even walk. He could only carry him out.
After a while, several young men carried the plank into the dissolving Yu hall. On the plank lay a man with pale face, frowning and groaning, half squinting his inanimate eyes, holding the edge of the plank tightly with both hands. It can be seen that the joints were white due to exertion, which seemed to be really painful.
Qi Rongyue got up and said to the boys, "take it to the clinic."
Xueer hurriedly leads the young man to carry people into the diagnosis room. When the man lies on the bed in the diagnosis room, the young men carry the plank frame out, and she just enters the diagnosis room.
The woman hurried in too. Seeing that the clinic was not very spacious, she ordered people to wait outside.
Qi Rongyue sat on the small stool in front of the bed, examined a pulse for the man, frowned slightly, then lifted the quilt covering the man, reached out and gently pressed his abdomen.
"It hurts here?"
The man shakes his head. She changes her position. As soon as her finger touches his belly, he bares in pain.
"Silver needle!"
Xueer put the needle bag in her hand on the edge of the bed for easy access.
Qi Rongyue said to the woman, "help him to untie his clothes. I need a needle."
When the woman saw that she was about to have an injection without saying anything, she hesitated. After seeing so many doctors before, none of them dared to give him an injection. Miss Qi didn't even ask. Does she know what's wrong with him?
When Qi Rongyue saw that she didn't move, he looked back at her and saw the suspicious color in her eyes. He said: "since madam came to Pengcheng from Wuyuan, she has a little hope for the Rongyu hall. She has a gambling mentality. Since she has decided to gamble, why should she hesitate?"
Qi Rongyue nodded: "OK! I'll be right here. " He got up, put the books back on the table and went out.
Xueer muttered, "Miss, you are just right. Can't you be too tired and take a few days off?"
Qi Rongyue kept silent and walked out with elegant steps. She said to herself, "she can't rest, she can't waste any more time. She needs to go where she wants to go as soon as possible and do what she wants to do.".
The patient was a well-dressed woman, followed by several servants.
"Are you miss Qi?" The woman looked at Qi Rongyue with her eyebrows raised.
Qi Rongyue sat down behind the clinic table and nodded to the woman, "I am, who wants to see a doctor?"
Woman: "I didn't expect that Miss Qi, who passed on as a doctor, was so young."
Qi Rongyue smiles, but doesn't answer.
The woman said again, "I come from Wuyuan. I heard that Pengcheng has opened a yoga melting hall. The doctors in the hall are very skilled in medicine. I came here by name."
Qi Rongyue nodded and said to her husband, "madam is ruddy, and she speaks in a good way. She doesn't look like a sick person. She must have seen a doctor. Someone else!"
The woman hurriedly said: "yes, it's my husband. He has been suffering from colic for more than half a month. He has seen countless doctors. They can't find out the cause of the disease. It's useless to take any medicine. A relative went to Wuyuan from Pengcheng the day before yesterday. Speaking about Miss Qi, I brought him all night long."
Qi Rongyue looks more and more excited when she sees the woman. It is obvious that her husband's condition is very critical. Otherwise, she will not come to Pengcheng from Wuyuan in this year.
"Bring him in!" She said in a low voice.
The woman looked back and said to the girl behind her, "hurry up, let someone bring the master in."
Yes, it was carrying. Her husband fell ill spontaneously and cried all day long. He couldn't even walk. He could only carry him out.
After a while, several young men carried the plank into the dissolving Yu hall. On the plank lay a man with pale face, frowning and groaning, half squinting his inanimate eyes, holding the edge of the plank tightly with both hands. It can be seen that the joints were white due to exertion, which seemed to be really painful.
Qi Rongyue got up and said to the boys, "take it to the clinic."
Xueer hurriedly leads the young man to carry people into the diagnosis room. When the man lies on the bed in the diagnosis room, the young men carry the plank frame out, and she just enters the diagnosis room.
The woman hurried in too. Seeing that the clinic was not very spacious, she ordered people to wait outside.
Qi Rongyue sat on the small stool in front of the bed, examined a pulse for the man, frowned slightly, then lifted the quilt covering the man, reached out and gently pressed his abdomen.
"It hurts here?"
The man shakes his head. She changes her position. As soon as her finger touches his belly, he bares in pain.
"Silver needle!"
Xueer put the needle bag in her hand on the edge of the bed for easy access.
Qi Rongyue said to the woman, "help him to untie his clothes. I need a needle."
When the woman saw that she was about to have an injection without saying anything, she hesitated. After seeing so many doctors before, none of them dared to give him an injection. Miss Qi didn't even ask. Does she know what's wrong with him?
When Qi Rongyue saw that she didn't move, he looked back at her and saw the suspicious color in her eyes. He said: "since madam came to Pengcheng from Wuyuan, she has a little hope for the Rongyu hall. She has a gambling mentality. Since she has decided to gamble, why should she hesitate?"