Zheng Jingzhong pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "If there is a solution in spring and autumn, you can try it."

Ye Chunqiu was not polite and instructed Mrs. Zheng to lie flat and pressed Mrs. Zheng in a place: "Is it painful to bear?"

Mrs. Zheng shook her head and said, "It's not."

Ye Chunqiu held another position and asked the same question.

On Mrs. Zheng's forehead, cold sweats as big as beans suddenly appeared, and her whole body was trembling: "It hurts...it hurts so much."

Ye Chunqiu let go and realized that gynecological diseases are always inseparable from the third child. After these few attempts, he has been diagnosed with it. This is the most common gynecological cervical inflammation. Originally, this disease was nothing, more or less, and women have it, but Mrs. Zheng's disease is particularly severe, which means that it has reached the point of unbearable pain.

Ye Chunqiu sighed and said, "Please take the prescription given by Dr. Zhang."

The maid went to open the door, and the doctor Zhang came in, looked resentful and said to Ye Chunqiu: "Why, the little miracle doctor has cured the disease, but I don't know what the little miracle doctor diagnosed?"

Ye Chunqiu shook his head and said, "It's just a minor illness, it's an imbalance of yin and yang."

Damn, Dr. Zhang wished he could strangle this shameless thing to death.

Who doesn’t know that in front of the patient, or to protect the patient from embarrassment, or to avoid embarrassment, any gynecological disease is called this. Dr. Zhang called it an imbalance of yin and yang. Ye Chunqiu’s answer is clearly perfunctory.

"Hmph, a minor illness, this is a minor illness. Look, the lady is so painful, why is it a minor illness?" After catching Ye Chunqiu's grammatical disease, Dr. Zhang criticized him.

Taking money is like killing a parent. It’s irreconcilable, what else can you be polite?

Ye Chunqiu was very calm: "Just prescribe the right medicine, oh... I'll take the prescription." He took the prescription handed over by the little maid.

Dr. Zhang vomited blood angrily, trying to mock Ye Chunqiu something, but this guy was very calm and didn't take him seriously at all and was too lazy to fight with him. But without saying a few words, he felt indignant again.

At this time, Ye Chunqiu looked at the prescription and Ye Chunqiu had roughly compared it through the light and brain. Dr. Zhang was indeed the right medicine, and the medicine was not wrong.

But he neglected a problem.

If it is an ordinary cervical inflammation, use such medicine to slowly regulate it, and there will be no mistake.

But the condition is so serious, it will not work if you use this method of slow conditioning.

It's like a very small cold. You encourage the patient to drink more boiled water and be careful not to get cold. It will probably be cured in a few days. But if the patient's fever reaches 40 degrees and his muscles begin to ache, and you ask him to drink boiled water, then congratulations, you are waiting for the patient's family to cut you into pieces.

The problem with Mrs. Zheng is that she must prevent inflammation as soon as possible, otherwise the condition will only become more and more serious.

Ye Chunqiu frowned. It is actually very easy to encounter this condition in later generations. It is nothing more than just hanging a respirator for a few days. Adding anti-inflammatory drugs into glucose and then injecting them into the blood vessels. The blood vessels circulate throughout the body is equivalent to applying anti-inflammatory drugs directly to the affected mouth. Therefore, in general, for this emergency, respirator is the best way to deal with this kind of emergency. When the inflammation disappears, use some medicines to cure the aftermath and conditioning, and the medicine can be cured. Even if there is a recurrence, it doesn’t matter. Just respirator again.

But the problem is... Ye Chunqiu frowned.

The problem is that at this moment, where to find a drip bottle, I am afraid that even if I gather all the skilled craftsmen in the world, I can’t make it.

If you can't get a bottle, is there any other way to prevent inflammation as soon as possible?

Ye Chunqiu suddenly thought of something and said, "I'm going to the pharmacy to get medicine now, and I'll come when I go, so I'll stay away."

Since you need to use medicine, Baiyao is indispensable in special anti-inflammatory drugs, so Ye Chunqiu's prescription is very simple. He adds Baiyao to the prescription prescribed by Doctor Zhang. However, Baiyao is his killer weapon. He cannot prescribe the prescription at will, so he has to prepare it himself. Even if others know that the white medicine needs several medicinal herbs, they cannot be prepared, because once the proportion is unbalanced, this holy medicine may become a killing drug, but Ye Chunqiu still thinks it is better to be careful to sail for ten thousand years.

Ye Chunqiu led the maid out in a hurry.

There were only Mrs. Zheng who was indulging in pain and Zheng Jingzhong who was wandering around. Doctor Zhang couldn't help but say: "Sir, who is this person? He is young and he actually speaks wildly. Sir, it's not a student who talks too much. This person doesn't look like a doctor, hey..."

Zheng Jingzhong had already sat down. Of course, he would not have much confidence in Ye Chunqiu, but now there seems to be no other way to do this situation. He said, "So what should I do according to Dr. Zhang?"

Dr. Zhang said without hesitation: "There will be no problem with the prescription. If you insist on taking the medicine, pay attention to it in daily life, there will be no mistakes."

Zheng Jingzhong smiled bitterly, looked at Mrs. Zheng who was already in pain on the couch, but couldn't help but say, "After that being said, Dr. Zhang can trust me, but...ah..."

Doctor Zhang couldn't help but feel speechless, thinking that he could not let that boy make trouble? If he was not cured well, his condition would be worse, and it would be even more difficult to cure the disease. If this boy is cured, will he still have food to eat? Then again, is he cured well? Look at his mysterious appearance, I am afraid that it will not be cured. Humph, I don't know how to be so arrogant, I am still immersed in gynecology for so many years, but I dare not say that the medicine can cure the disease. Where does he get the confidence?

Then let’s see how he treats it. If it cannot be cured, don’t ask Mr. Zhang to be ruthless and stumbling behind your back, and you are afraid that you will not be able to afford to be guilty.

After waiting for half an hour, Ye Chunqiu and the maid came back.

Ye Chunqiu was very cautious. He bought his medicine in three clinics. In order to mix fish with beads, he also bought some unrelated medicinal materials. When the medicine was prepared, he picked up his pen and added the word Baiyao to the basis of Dr. Zhang's prescription. As for how to use the medicine, he did not state it, but called the maid aside. When he came, he had prepared a very tender little bamboo stem. The little bamboo stem was thinner than chopsticks and was very smooth inside. Ye Chunqiu looked embarrassed when facing this maid about the same age as him and had a beautiful face.

"How to use medicine? Well, let me think about the wording first. You know this bamboo stem. Uh, after you decoct the medicine, put this bamboo stem..."

The maid looked at her curiously. This young man is pretty good, handsome and kind. Although he is young, he acts gently and feels at ease. It doesn't seem to be pretentious, but he is as steady as a rock.
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