MTL - Spatial Farm Life: Raising My Kid, Abusing Scum, and Keeping Busy With Life-Chapter 302 It's a life

  Chapter 302 This is a human life

  Because of the public surgery, more and more people came to Qiao Mai's booth to feel the pulse.

  Some people came to join in the fun even if they were not sick. At noon, she only ate a sesame seed cake for lunch.

  Because it is a free pulse diagnosis, there are more and more people. Qiao Mai asked them to line up, and those who dare to miss three will not be diagnosed.

  People eat whole grains, how can there be no problems with their bodies, there are more or less problems.

   She treats everyone very seriously, once and corrected, it is equivalent to checking the patient's pulse twice.

   To everyone who took the pulse, she told the truth, what was wrong, what symptoms, how she usually sleeps, and how she eats, she said clearly and logically.

  Some people didn’t believe it at first, but now they completely believe it, oh man, someone came out of the medical clinic and even came to line up for her to give her another consultation.

  I found that her diagnosis was more detailed and accurate than that of the medical clinic.

   Within a day, Qiao Mai's free pulse diagnosis stall became famous. Seeing that it was getting dark, Qiao Mai sent everyone away, closed the stall and disappeared into the night.

   There were a few people who were following her, and they got lost after following her in the alley.

  These people are all employees of the medical clinic, and Qiao Mai stole their business, so they were naturally unhappy, so they sent someone to follow her.

   It has been like this for several days in a row, which makes the owner of the medical clinic on this street scratch his heart.

   Want to deal with Qiao Mai, but feel that his face is dull. He is a wandering doctor, setting up a beach on the street, and several famous restaurants for the country and the people can't tolerate a wandering doctor.

  He is also a wandering doctor who diagnoses the pulse of the people for free. Isn't this a joke for the world.

  Besides, Qiao Mai pays taxes when he is on the beach. Who dares to chase away a free doctor who has a free pulse diagnosis and pays taxes?

  If it spreads among the common people, the reputation of Weihu's centuries-old medical family will be gone.

   It's all a competitive relationship, no one wants to take the initiative, and everyone wants to see the other's jokes.

   In this way, Qiao Mai's position became more and more famous.

  However, no matter how famous she is, the major medical clinics also have their own regular source of customers, and the people who go to the Qiao Mai stall are ordinary people.

  Rich people are free to go to stalls to sell prices, but the people are poor, but there are so many people, one pulse is twenty characters, ten, one hundred, one thousand?

  One day, two? What about a month?

  If Qiao Mai stays put for a long time, then all these medical clinics should go to the northwest wind.

  They really worried too much, Qiao Mai just took the pulse for free, and hasn't prescribed a prescription yet. Practice first, and wait for these medical centers to do it to her.

  As long as she dares to do it, she dares to prescribe prescriptions. Hehe, not only does she dare to prescribe prescriptions, but she also has medicine on her body, which is ten times more effective than theirs. It can't cure these black-hearted doctors.

   All of you are sanctimonious, you open a medical clinic just to make money, don’t make yourself so noble, and do the same thing as bandits under the banner of hanging pot relief.

  She didn't allow it, and she had to punish her if she saw it.

  The common people saw the man who was injured that day, and he came to her to change his medicine several times. Not to mention that he was really saved, his spirit is getting better and better.

   Can't help but admire Qiao Mai's medical skills even more, and beg her to prescribe a prescription.

  Qiao Mai smiled, "It's not that I don't prescribe prescriptions, I prescribe prescriptions, and when you go to the medical clinic, once they hear that I prescribe them, they will definitely not sell you the medicine."

   "It shouldn't be, they make money selling medicine."

   "But I gave a free pulse diagnosis, which cut off one of their sources of income."

   "That's too stingy, and hanging the pot to save the world, it's just a businessman who wants to make money"

  Qiao Mai smiled without humming. In the blink of an eye, it was mid-March, and the number of people coming to the capital to rush for the exam suddenly increased a lot, and the people on the street became crowded.

   Just as she gave someone a clue, a person fell down on the street.

   Then there was a burst of confusion, the person was carried into the medical hall, Qiao Mai glanced at it and ignored it.

  She concentrated on taking the patient's pulse. After a while, someone came to Qiao Mai's table carrying a man on his back, and the man carrying the man knelt down for Qiao Mai.

   "Genius doctor, please save my young master, their clinic said they can't do anything, my young master is dying, you are a divine doctor, please save him, please save him"

  Qiao Mai raised his eyes and glared at Mingren Medical Center. There were several doctors standing at their door who wanted to see her jokes.

   "Put him on the table, I'm sorry everyone, I'm sick, I'll save him first"

   "Should, should"

  Qiao Mai gave him a pulse, rolled the man's eyelids and looked, his uncle, the man's pupils are dilated.

  She quickly touched the man's big acupoints all over his body, and he fell to the ground well. The first one may be the heart, but his heart is still beating well, the second is that the blood vessels are blocked, and the second is cerebral hemorrhage.

   And those like him are most like cerebral hemorrhage, which happens when the amount of bleeding is large.

Qiao Mai cupped his hands at the common people, "Everyone, testify to me, this man was even sentenced to death by the Mingren Medical Center, and they couldn't cure him. But come here, you can’t say that I care about human life.”

   "Quickly treat it, this is a human life, it looks like a student rushing for an exam."

  Qiao Mai took out the pliers to knock open his teeth, stuffed a pill in his mouth, and then took out a set of hollow bone needles she ordered on the platform.

   This kind of bone needle is particularly powerful. It is a set of low-level spiritual tools, and it is specially used by her to deal with patients with cerebral hemorrhage and fluid accumulation in body organs.

   Unexpectedly, not long after I bought it, she would come across it.

  She used her spiritual sense to penetrate his head, saw where the bleeding was, avoided the blood vessels and stabbed it with a needle.

  The onlookers immediately exclaimed. Qiao Mai used six bone needles and pierced them from different directions to facilitate the quick drainage of the blood inside.

  The man with the man on his back was stunned. He was at a loss. If he stopped him, the son's life would be gone. If he didn't stop him, he might still have another life.

  Because of cerebral hemorrhage, the intracranial pressure is high, so there is no need to take any measures, and the blood drips down the bone needles.

  Qiao Mai's spiritual consciousness stared closely at the inside of the patient's head, and when she saw that it was almost done, she put her hand on the man's forehead.

  Using spiritual power to force the last bit of blood out of the head, then quickly wrapped the bone needle with spiritual power, and pulled it out in one go.

   Clean and neat, without bringing out any brains.

  At this time, she felt the pulse of the man again, and the pulse was stable, and the pupils began to shrink, and everything was changing for the better.

   At this time, the man carrying the man stammered and asked, "Genius doctor, what's wrong with my young master?"

   "Cerebral Hemorrhage,"

   "Bleeding in the head?"

   "Yes, your son usually likes to drink?"

   "How do you know?"

   "His liver is so bad that he has no alcoholic liver."

   "What is alcoholic liver disease?"

   "Tell you that you don't know. Not only does he like to drink, he can't live without it, but he also likes to eat fatty meat. Look at the blood he bleeds, which is much thicker than ordinary people."

   "Genius doctor, you are really terrible"

   "Your son still likes to stay up late, and his life is irregular. These factors have caused him to be like this now."

   "Then my son, can you recover?"

"Take it slowly. From now on, eat more light food and less greasy food. Eat three meals a day on time. Also, if he wakes up, he may be paralyzed, but as I said, less oil and less salt, more help He's active, maybe he'll be fine within two or three years."

  The man swallowed, and was about to say thank you when Qiao Mai said.

   "Ten taels of silver, please checkout"

"ah?"

   "Saving his life, isn't it worth ten taels of silver?"

   "But my young master hasn't woken up yet,"

   "He is no longer in danger of life. You can carry him to the inn to have a good rest, or hire a carriage to take him home directly. There will be no scientific research this year."

  Seeing that his master was breathing steadily, the man had no choice but to take out ten taels of silver from his pocket and hand it to Qiao Mai, and then walked away behind his back.

  The common people witnessed another miracle. The person who even the hospital gave up on saving was rescued by this genius doctor. They immediately felt that it was an honor in their life to be able to get the pulse of the genius doctor.

  (end of this chapter)