Man Bao knew it well when she saw it. She asked, "Where do you live?"

"I live outside the city."

Man Bao exclaimed and asked, "Isn't it quite a long way from outside the city to here?"

The old man said: "Our family collects and delivers firewood to others. We came early today, so I stopped by to see the doctor."

Man Bao nodded and said, "It's not easy for you to enter the city. How many more medicines should I prescribe for you?"

The old man hesitated and said nothing.

Man Bao explained: "You have been suffering from this disease for too long. You need three prescriptions to cure it. But now I can only give you two prescriptions at most. One prescription has two pills, and one pill takes two pills."

God, once in the morning and once in the evening. Come back after you have finished taking these four medicines, and I will see the effect and give you another prescription."

After that, Manbao thought for a while and wrote down the prescription.

When the old man saw it, his open mouth closed.

Man Bao handed him the prescription and said: "Old man, your disease cannot be delayed any longer. It is best to cure it once and for all. Otherwise, you have to stop taking the medicine after a while, and it will recur, damaging the root, and you will want to cure it later."

It’s difficult.”

The old man took the prescription and went out. When his son saw him taking it, he frowned and asked, "Why two prescriptions?"

The old man opened his mouth and said, "The doctor gave it to me."

The middle-aged man couldn't understand it, so he could only show it to shopkeeper Xiao Zheng. Shopkeeper Xiao Zheng took one look at it, glanced up at the two of them, and said, "Wait a moment."

He took out the abacus and came out to make some calculations. After a while he said: "It's eighty-four in total."

"So expensive..."

Shopkeeper Xiao Zheng said: "These are four sets of medicine. Take one set of medicine for two days. You can come back and take a look after eight days."

"We don't want so much medicine," the middle-aged man said immediately, "Just pick up two days' worth."

Shopkeeper Xiao Zheng shook his head, "This is the medicine prescribed by the doctor. I only take the medicine according to the prescription, and these are two prescriptions. One prescription only has two doses of medicine. Take one first and then the other..."

The middle-aged man took the prescription and said, "I'll go talk to the doctor."

After that, he took the prescription and went back to Man Bao. Man Bao had already received a new patient. He was a man who had been cut by a knife on his arm. He just arrived at the pharmacy. Because it was a trauma, he was still bleeding. He was a patient.

For emergencies, other doctors all had clients, so they sent them to her.

Although the person who brought the patient was full of suspicion when he saw Man Bao, the family members could only keep their mouths shut when they saw her picking up scissors and cutting off the patient's clothes.

Man Bao cut the clothes open and took a look at the wound. "The hole is a bit big. I'll clean it and sew it up later."

Tell the guy who sent them in to fetch hot water.

Seeing Manbao turning over the wound without changing his expression, the family members turned their heads in slight discomfort, and the patient turned pale, "Doctor, will my hand be okay?"

After checking, Manbao comforted him: "It's okay. No bones are injured. The hand will not be broken. However, the wound is a bit big. Please pay attention to cleaning after treatment. You cannot eat anything. Otherwise, the wound will become inflamed and your hand will be sawed."

I don’t know if he died, he might be dead.”

Manbao used a white cloth to clean his wound, and wiped away the dirt near the wound. She glanced at his black fingers, and she was very worried, "You must pay attention to cleanliness after you go back..."

As they were talking, a middle-aged man squeezed in with a prescription. Seeing so many people in the room, he first weakened.

Man Bao raised his eyelids and glanced at him. After instructing his patients, he inserted a needle to sew his wound and asked him, "Is there anything else?"

"Doctor, why did you write two prescriptions? Can we just get one prescription?"

"Your father is seriously ill, and time is precious. Isn't your family outside the city? Write a prescription, go back to take one dose today, and another the day after tomorrow. In order to keep the medicine, you have to go to the city one day in advance and start again.

There is a medical fee for queuing up for a prescription," Man Bao said: "Your father has been ill for a long time. If this cough keeps recurring, it may turn into tuberculosis. Get it cured while it can still be cured. I know you young people are busy.

How about I give you the third prescription?"

The middle-aged man immediately said: "No, no, let's grab these two prescriptions and take a look first."

The middle-aged man smiled innocently at the other people in the room, bowed slightly and left.

A family member said: "Does this mean you don't want to treat your father?"

Man Bao raised his head and said with a smile: "No problem, his son is very filial, otherwise he wouldn't have taken his father to the inner city to see a doctor."

The family members thought the same thing, ignored the matter, and began to worry about his arm. When they saw Man Bao stitching him skillfully, but it was crooked and unsightly, they couldn't help but said: "Little doctor, I stitched this

They all look better than you."

Man Bao said confidently: "It's impossible, sewing people is different from sewing clothes..."

This skill of hers was recognized by Imperial Physician Fan. After witnessing Imperial Physician Fan sewing Ji Hao, she practiced it on her anthropomorphic patients day and night.

Although she can only sew the skin and flesh now, and is still a little unsure about the internal organs, the patient now only needs her to sew the flesh, right?

Man Bao closed the needle perfectly, nodded slightly after appreciating her masterpiece, and then applied the medicine to him.

The injured person found her a bit scary.

Man Bao was giving him medicine when shopkeeper Zheng Da opened the curtain and came in, "Doctor Zhou, there are trauma patients..."

As soon as he came in, he saw Man Bao applying medicine, and naturally he also saw the sutured wound. He paused for a moment and then smiled and said: "As expected of Mrs. Fan, Dr. Zhou's suturing is really good.

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How many rabbits or pig legs did you have to cut off to get this technique?

Man Bao did not say that he had learned this skill not only from Mrs. Fan, but also from Teacher Mo.

However, Teacher Mo expressed his disdain for suturing. Compared to the surgery he mentioned, he preferred internal medicine.

However, Man Bao has never been picky. She feels that whether it is internal medicine or surgery as taught by Teacher Mo, or a medical doctor or doctor as mentioned by Dr. Fan, she feels that it is good to be able to treat illnesses and save people.

Keke also said that Teacher Mo and Dr. Fan are very strange. It should be said that all human beings are very strange. They are obviously the same people and engage in the same things, but they classify what people do into different levels.

Man Bao, who is also a human being, was just as confused as Ke Ke at first, but as time went by, he gradually understood.

But understanding it does not mean agreeing with it.

Shopkeeper Zheng Da stood aside and watched Man Bao neatly apply medicine and bandage on him, then sat down and wrote a prescription for him.

"Can you self-medicate?"

The injured person immediately shook his head.

"I'm asking if your family can give you medicine?"

The injured man raised his head and looked at his brother. His brother looked at it for a while and hesitated: "Doctor, how about we come here every day and you change him?"
Chapter completed!