A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Song QingHan pointed to the ulceration on his thigh, frowned and asked, "what's going on? Urticaria can't have caused such a serious injury. "

A look of pain flashed over his face, shook his fist and said slowly, "I cut it myself."

Although song QingHan didn't ask him why, he could see his idea from his expression. He raised his eyebrow and asked, "because I don't think the rash is pleasing to the eye?"

Seeing that man lowered his head and did not speak, song QingHan opened the door and said to Lin Dafu, "please help me move the wine jar and gauze in."

Lin Dafu Leng Leng Leng, back to the carriage, personally will wine jar and gauze into the room.

The female man hid in the corner, watched song QingHan send Lin Dafu away, closed the door, and finally said, "what are you going to do? Do you really have a way to cure us? "

Song QingHan smiles. He opens the wooden box and takes out the scalpel. While disinfecting with wine, he says: "not to mention urticaria, if you don't solve those festering wounds, then this leg will be useless."

Seeing what he said so seriously, the man's face showed an expression of disbelief. After thinking about it, he said, "it will be fine to bask in the sun for a few days. It's just a little flesh wound, and it doesn't hurt the bone. How can the leg be useless?"

"In the sun?" Song QingHan was surprised to repeat it, and then jokingly said, "who told you about solar curing? Sometimes the sun can't cure the disease. Maybe it can cause your disease

After saying this, he paused, and his face showed a clear expression.

Yeah! The sun is also one of the causes of urticaria, and because the sun is almost every day, so most people will not think of the cause of the disease to the sun, thus delaying the time to find allergens.

Just as he was deep in thought, the man retorted, "the sun is the source of life. How can we get sick? No one can save us now, only the sun can

When song QingHan came back to God, the man was almost ready to get dressed. It seemed that he was going to go out and continue to bask in the sun.

"Hold on!"

Song QingHan stretched out his hand and stopped the way in front of the man.

Although the man stopped the movement of the hand, but look at the expression, clearly still unconvinced, holding his arms and saying: "what else do you want to do?"

Song QingHan took a close look at the man and found that he was a rather delicate female man. If there was no persecution of urticaria, he would have married a man and lived a totally different life.

"What's your name and how old are you this year?" He asked suddenly.

That person leng Leng Leng, impatient way: "you yunyun, 19 years old."

Song QingHan nodded and continued: "you yunyun, do you dare to bet with me?"

You yunyun didn't understand what he was going to do. He said angrily, "if you have something to say, I don't have money or rice. What would you like to bet on?"

Song QingHan pointed to his body and seriously said, "of course, it's gambling on the body."

Afraid that you yunyun could not understand, song QingHan continued to explain: "I will help you to remove the festering wound. You can continue to take the prescription prescribed by Dr. Luo, and at the same time follow my orders. If urticaria does not recur within a month, you will follow my instructions from now on. How about that?"

You yunyun frowned and asked, "what if it happened?"

Although he said that, he hoped that the gamble would lose him.

Within a month are no longer sick, think about it feel good.

Song QingHan confidently smiles and says, "if you follow my instructions to do it, you can handle it."

What do you think of me as a pregnant man? Why don't you give me your child if you lose

Song QingHan opened his mouth and wanted to agree. However, he hesitated at the critical moment and shook his head: "this child is not my own. I can't be the master. I'd better bet on myself. If I lose, I'll come to serve you after giving birth to the child. How about it?"

You yunyun was just joking. Seeing that he was serious, he nodded at random and said, "whatever you want."

Under the order of song QingHan, he took off his clothes again and sat by the bed like a lamb to be slaughtered.

Song QingHan took the poison out of his hand again, wiped it on you yunyun's festering wound with wine, then raised his head and calmly said to him, "there will be some pain. You can bear not to move."

You yunyun said with a bitter smile: "pain is no different from eating and drinking water for me. You don't have to worry about it."

Hearing his words, song QingHan was stunned, then without any hesitation, he waved his knife and moved on you yunyun's wound.

His action is very fast, almost to you yunyun did not feel the pain on the end.

When dressing, you yunyun was aware of the pain. He looked at Song QingHan in surprise and said, "your sword technique is very good!"

Song QingHan didn't make a sound. After bandaging, he used wine to eliminate the poison and continue to deal with the next wound.Although the wounds on you yunyun's body are not many, they all fester very seriously. If you don't have early treatment, in less than a month, he will know whether his leg is really rotten.

After treating all the wounds, song QingHan stood up straight and said, "well, for a month from now, you can't step out of this house during the day. You can only open the window for a little air, and you can't let the sun shine on you. If you really want to take action, you can go out and walk in the night without the moon, OK

You yunyun shook his head in resistance and said, "why can't you bask in the sun? I'll die. And why can't you even see the moon? "

Naturally, song QingHan couldn't tell him that what the moon reflected was actually the sunlight, so he coughed softly and said, "this is our bet. You must do as I say. I can guarantee that you won't get sick this month."

It is not important for you yunyun whether to bet or not. What he cares about is the last sentence of song QingHan.

"Really not going to get sick?" He asked doubtfully.

Song QingHan chuckled and said, "what can I do for you? By the way, Dr. Luo's medicine should continue to be taken. I believe that it must be useful when you drink it for the first time? "

You yunyun hesitantly nodded and recalled: "after drinking, we were very grateful to Dr. Luo. We didn't expect that we would get sick again after a few days. Although we would get better after drinking it, it would not take long to get sick again. This repeatedly gives people hope and makes people despair. It's better not to drink at all. So when I got sick later, I got sick We won't take any more medicine. "

Song QingHan understood: "the disease has always made people collapse. This time, you can pick up the prescription again, and add the ones I just said. Let's try it together to see if it will recur."

Seeing that he seemed to have a plan in mind, you yunyun hesitated for a long time and finally said, "then I'll try again. If it doesn't work, I'll be fine. Those people outside will tear you up."

Song QingHan shook his head and said, "it doesn't matter. I'll go out first. You'll have a rest here."

After he went out, those people outside surrounded him. However, the door was closed and nothing could be seen. So they had to ask song QingHan directly, "what have you done to yunyun? If something happens to him, we won't let you go! "

Song QingHan's face is light, calm way: "I let yunyun cooperate with me to find a way to save you. After a month, the result should come out, and I will come again."

Seeing those people communicating with you yunyun in the room loudly, song QingHan waited patiently for a while, then he said, "I know you must be unwilling to obey my orders, so I will only help you to bandage the wound. As for urticaria, it depends on the will of heaven."

Those people looked at each other hesitantly, and finally walked into another room with song QingHan one by one, and let him cut off the ulcerated place with a scalpel, and then bandaged it with gauze.

Although there was some pain in the wound, the villagers had to admit that after cutting off the ulcerated area, their bodies were much more relaxed, at least without the feeling that the whole body was emitting a rotten smell.

Although song QingHan knew that they would not do it in his own way, he told them patiently until they showed their impatience.

After coming out of this family, song QingHan followed Lin Dafu to several other families and made the same thing.

After the whole village had been left by them, song QingHan finally breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat on his forehead and sighed: "it's not easy to save the dying and heal the wounded. Fortunately, there are still people who can obey. If they don't, it will be terrible."

Lin Dafu looked at him. A strange color flashed over his eyes and said slowly, "I have never seen you look so serious before."

Song QingHan was so tired that he didn't want to move his finger, let alone explain it. He just chuckled and didn't make a sound.

When they got back to Lin Fu, it was nearly dark. After dinner, song QingHan didn't even stop eating, so he went back to his room to take a bath and went to bed.

He had a deep sleep, and by the time he woke up the next day, he was already in the middle of the day.

Lin Dafu did not appear at the bedside, which is both reasonable and unexpected.

Song QingHan sat down at the dinner table and saw that the dishes were much less than usual. He could not help but murmured in his heart that Lin Dafu would not let him eat because he was about to leave?

Fortunately, the appearance of Lin Dafu overturned his hypothesis. Not only that, but also surprised him.

Looking at the suspicious traces of ash on Lin Dafu's face, song QingHan tentatively said, "did you cook this dish yourself?"

Lin Dafu put the dish in the middle of the table and said with a smile, "yes, the first time you cook, it's not very skilled. If it's not delicious, don't eat it."

Song QingHan looked at several dishes coming up from behind his eyes. In terms of selling appearance, it did not look very good.

He picked up a chopstick and put it into his mouth in Lin Dafu's expectant eyes.