Chapter 123: All literary

After finishing his dry food, Wang Yuanchao went to diagnose:
The baby's temperature gradually subsided, his spirit improved, there was a sound of water chicken in his throat, his abdomen was still full, the diaphragmatic movement decreased slightly, the blue color around the mouth faded slightly, his pulse was slippery but not weak, the blue color of his fingerprints also faded slightly, and his tongue was pale with a dirty white coating.

Although the Ying and Wei are in harmony, the lung qi is still blocked and damp phlegm is obstructing. It should be treated by warming, descending and resolving phlegm. Use Shegan Mahuang Decoction with modifications.

“Prescribe a prescription!
5 fen of Belamcanda, 5 fen of Ephedra, 3 fen of Asarum, 1 qian of Pinellia, 5 fen of Aster, 7 grains of Schisandra, 5 fen of Roasted Licorice, 1 qian of Stir-fried Perilla Seed, 5 fen of Peucedanum, 2 slices of ginger, 2 jujubes, one dose.

Soon, the second dose of medicine was taken.

At this time, everyone had already gone off work.

A group of doctors, regardless of their rank, none of them left. They all stayed here waiting for the results. It was amazing. Who dares to say that Chinese medicine is not good?
He is a disciple of a great master, and his medicine can cure any disease!
The temperature dropped in just half a day!

Just now when I was eating the steamed bun, I could see that the disciple of the great master was so damn young!

They are so young that when they walk on the street, people would think they are middle school students.

Maybe he is really a student!
Why is the gap between people so big?

Young doctors can still think this way, but older doctors think that the difference between people is greater than the difference between people and dogs!

While everyone was daydreaming, they saw that the baby's spirits had obviously improved. He began to babble and wanted to move into his mother's arms for milk.

Wow, is this something everyone can see?

So everyone quietly prepared to leave the ward.

But before the baby drank milk, the nurse was called by the director to take the temperature.

My sister-in-law has already left work and she has to go home to cook. My brother-in-law said he would come over for dinner in the evening.

"36.4!"

The fever is gone!!!
Everyone was surprised but also felt mixed emotions.

The baby's father excitedly held Wang Yuanchao's hand tightly. After all, he was a disciple of a great master. In ancient times, he would have been a potential imperial physician! It was indeed different, indeed different!
His family has been a single-son family for three generations. When his son fell ill, he did not dare to tell the elders in the family. The couple just endured the pain and had to sign a notice of serious illness before he died.

in case……

He simply couldn't imagine it!
"Doctor, thank you, thank you... woo woo..."

He kept expressing his gratitude and bowing, and even pulled his wife over to bow to Wang Yuanchao as well, leaving the little baby moving his hands and feet around on the hospital bed.

Wang Yuanchao felt a little sad at the feeling of saving lives. His reason prevailed over his emotions. It was impossible for him to be a doctor.

Mr. Lu Shuren didn't work as a doctor! It doesn't affect his status as a great writer.

"It's okay, take good care of your child, he needs the warm embrace of his parents more. Besides, the baby may be hungry!"

After saying this, the woman lowered her head a little embarrassedly.

Wang Yuanchao left the ward and wrote a follow-up prescription. Then, without waiting for the director to speak, he said:

"Dear leaders, I have something to do at home, so I will leave first.

Free shipping, free shipping!
If there is any problem with the kid behind, just ask Comrade Wang Sheng to call me!"

As he spoke, he took off his white coat, handed it to his eldest brother, and then walked away in style.

The director wanted to keep him, but then he remembered that this was not the doctor from their unit!

I can only sigh:
"After all, he is Professor Ma's best disciple."

Huang Yun tilted his head and frowned slightly: What are you talking about? He is obviously Huang Yun's senior disciple, right? He should call Master Ma!

But it's hard to refute.

After all, these days, you can have a teacher, but it is not popular to become a disciple.
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By the time Wang Yuanchao reached the hospital's family building, it was already dark.

Holding the radio, I knocked on my eldest brother's door.

The eldest sister-in-law opened the door wearing an apron. Her heart was still beating fast at the gift in her brother-in-law's hand, even though her husband had already said so.

A bit too expensive.

But she didn't dare to say anything. Today in the hospital, her brother-in-law scolded her father and her father's boss into submission.

Wang Yuanchao casually put the radio on the table, looked around the house, and said, "Sister-in-law, this new house is great, much better than our courtyard house!"

The eldest sister-in-law obviously knew the family situation. The old house might be left to the second son. She quickly made a cup of tea, brought it over, and said:

"Come on, have some tea first! I still have a few dishes to clean up. You've worked so hard today!"

Wang Yuanchao looked at the tea in the cup bubbling with boiling water and saw that it was tea leaves, not finely ground.

It seems that elder brother has prepared to entertain me well early on.

He blew the tea leaves and grinned:
"Sister-in-law, you've just taken out the best stuff my brother has kept in his closet!"

Huang Ling said as she prepared the meal:

"This is specially prepared for you by your elder brother."

There was a radio on the table, and Huang Ling was particularly motivated. In fact, she really wanted to turn on the radio right away and listen to the magical sound on the radio with her own ears.

The uncle and his sister-in-law just sat there quietly, one drinking tea while the other cooked, and they chatted about some interesting things in recent days, such as Xu Damao's divorce in Siheyuan, his eldest brother Wang Sheng finally mastered the art of pulse diagnosis, and Wang Sheng was often scolded by his father.

As the eldest sister-in-law, it is not appropriate for her to discuss the affairs of the second brother, Wang Heping, with her younger brother-in-law. They are brothers, and she has to be careful to avoid suspicion.

Then the meal was ready, and Wang Yuanchao had already taught his sister-in-law how to use the radio, and then Wang Sheng rushed back.

Huang Ling said angrily:

"Why are you off work so late today?"

At the end, he whispered:

"I don't know that Yuan Chao is waiting for you at home!"

When he looked behind, he saw his father Huang Yun following behind.

"Ah! Dad! Why are you here too?"

Before Wang Sheng could say anything, Huang Yun had already seen the little thing on the table that could speak human language, and said with great sorrow:
"You guys are still doing this wasteful thing? Don't you want to have children and raise them?"

Huang Ling looked at her husband nervously. She didn't dare to say that it was a gift from her brother-in-law, for fear that her father would scold them for taking advantage of their younger brother. How could they treat their husband like an elder brother and his wife?

Wang Sheng also had a headache, and so did his wife. They decided to wait until everyone left in the evening before discussing it. It had been said long ago that the third brother would deliver it. They had waited for so long, why would they have to wait a little longer?

Wang Yuanchao roughly understood the tension of his brother and sister-in-law, and said with a smile:

"Master, I gave this to you. I helped a big shot with a minor ailment and he gave it to me.

I don’t dare take it home, right?
My mother will definitely ask me questions, right?

She always thought that I was working hard in the art troupe!"

This statement makes sense, but Huang Yun still wonders:
"You used to go to my house every night to study medicine. Your mother knew about this, right?"

Wang Yuanchao said:

"As long as I asked her to study, she didn't object, no matter what I studied.

She thinks reading more is not a bad thing.

But she probably didn’t expect me to be so talented in this area… She told everyone about my work in the art troupe, and she probably wouldn’t let me change my job easily.”

Wang Yuanchao first used his mother to interrupt his master.

Huang Yun said with great regret:
"With your level, if you come to our hospital, I can't say for sure that you can be promoted to chief physician right away when you grow up..."

While her father was chatting with her brother-in-law, Huang Ling, following her husband's eye signal, gently turned off the radio, unplugged it from the socket, and moved it back to the bedroom.

Wang Yuanchao finished listening and said:

"Master, I study Chinese medicine just out of interest. I can't treat patients and stay in the hospital every day.

You also know that Master is a master of both medicine and music. I am not that talented, but I am also talented in music. And I prefer the freedom of music.

You see, the hospital only rated me as chief physician. I am in the art troupe, and I am already a sixth-level artist... My level is only lower than that of some of the directors of our troupe."

(End of this chapter)