Chen Buer is a little untroubled. He looks like a rich man, so why is he so mother-in-law?

"I just said that it's not effective. If you have a full refund, you will be compensated ten times more. What are your concerns? Do you want it?"

Wang Rui gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll try it now. If it doesn't work, I will smash your signature. It's really effective. I will definitely give you a lot of rewards. I will introduce the business to you."

Chen Buer was happy as soon as he heard this, and said with a wicked smile: "Don't worry about the efficacy. If your waist breaks, our orthopedic department is not bad, remember to come and visit."

Wang Rui was so happy now that he threw down a bag of broken silver and left quickly. It felt like he could not tie him up.

The thin man opened it and looked at it, nodded: "Young master, ten taels of silver are only more or less."

Chen Buer stretched out: "Okay, then let's put it away. The first business opening is not easy. I've been fooling for a long time."

Pan Mingyue felt a little anxious:

"Brother Qi, he didn't even use medicine. How dare you say you're going to get the money back? You have to pay him ten times the silver ounce? How can we doctors say that we can cure all diseases by ourselves? It will definitely be effective?"

She was really anxious. How could she be so guaranteed when she was treated? Could Uncle Chen’s experience in the palace have not yet aroused the vigilance and lessons of this fiancé?

It's the first time I'm taking a separate clinic. If it doesn't work and the other party really comes to the door and wants to pay for it, then will Chen Buer still want his brand and reputation?

Chen Buer threw the bag of broken silver while saying nothing:

"Don't worry, why would I make a joke about my reputation? I'm not sure about other diseases. This kind of male disease is a slightest meaning to me, so I'm sprinkling water."

Pan Mingyue rolled her eyes and felt sulky, thinking that this guy was indeed an unreliable person, and she still wanted to help him a little.

At this time, the voice of the clinic's servant came from outside the door:

"Master Seven, an emergency child came outside, and several other doctors couldn't get it out. Master Second asked me to ask if you have time?"

"Oh, it's an emergency, please come in."

As a doctor, when I hear the emergency room, my muscles will become tense and my mind is highly concentrated. I quickly recall what symptoms should I use and what medicines should I use.

At this time, a group of people broke in. A man in a foreign uniform shouted anxiously: "Doctor, hurry up, look at what's wrong with my son?"

Chen Buer and Pan Mingyue immediately surrounded him and saw that this was a little boy about five years old. He was breathing at this time and could clearly hear him like a duckling:

How many ~~~~~~~~

He breathed very hard, sweated heavily, and looked at Chen Buer like help.

Chen Buer pulled open the little boy's shirt and saw the three parts of the sternum, supracle bone, and intercostal space. They would appear obviously sag as they inhale.

Chen Buer said to Pan Mingyue softly:

"Did you see these three places sinking? This is a typical inhalational dyspnea caused by partial obstruction of the upper airway, but fortunately the little boy's face did not appear blue."

Before Pan Mingyue could answer, he looked at the foreign service again: "Did the child suddenly have difficulty breathing? What was he doing before?"

"Oh, oh, the weather is good today. I want to take my son out for shopping, and then I saw a pastry selling on the road, so he clamored to eat lotus leaf cake, I..."

Chen Buer was anxious: "Tell me the key point!"

Gu Zhu

"The key point, yes, the key point is that my son ate the tea cake not long after, and he said that he was breathless and his chest was very tight. Then he happened to be next to your clinic, so I immediately brought it over. Doctor, is my son okay? Don't you have to worry?"

Chen Buer felt relieved when he heard this, so that foreign objects could be eliminated and blocked the respiratory tract, otherwise it would be really deadly.

Heimlik's first aid method does not necessarily discharge foreign objects, so it requires urgent tracheotomy, at least puncture. In ancient times, when you cut the child's trachea with scissors, parents would probably go crazy.

If you die, you will definitely treat your doctor as the murderer and have a crack.

Chen Buer quickly took out the stethoscope and put it on, held the stethoscope head in one hand, and started auscultation of the little boy's lungs.

Although Pan Mingyue didn't say a word, her eyes were bright when she saw Chen Buer take out a strange tool and start auscultation:

"Is this Western medicine?"

Chen Buer auscultated for a while and felt relieved: "This is asthma caused by food allergies."

"allergy?"

No one understands what this means.

Chen Buer pointed to the skin diagnosis on the little boy again and said, "See? This is urticaria, which is caused by allergies. The child is having difficulty breathing now, and you have forgotten to say this."

The official waiter then slapped his forehead: "Yes, yes, yes, my son first said that he was itchy all over, and then he said that he couldn't breathe."

Pan Mingyue also squatted down and personally checked the rash on the little boy. As a "medical apprentice", she certainly knew that this was a kind of "peach blossom ringworm", but she didn't understand why Chen Buer called it "allergic"?

She silently remembered it in her heart and knew another new term.

Seeing that his girlfriend was so humble and studious, Chen Buer also deliberately pointed out a few words and put the stethoscope on her ear:

"You listen first, what sound can you hear?"

Pan Mingyue felt a lot of novelty. He listened carefully to the sounds in this strange tool, and Chen Buer helped move the auscultation head.

After a while, Pan Mingyue said in surprise:

"Brother Seven, I heard it, I heard the sound of thumping. This should be the sound of heartbeat, right? It's so clear. And, there seems to be a whistle, like a whistle with your mouth, you can hear it on your whole chest."

Chen Buer took off the stethoscope and nodded:

"That whirring sound is called asthma. Because it is allergic, what you hear is dry rales, which are very clear and clean. If it is pneumonia, what you hear is a small sound like a burst of water bubbles, which is called wet rales."

Pan Mingyue blinked, obviously not understanding what to do or what lyrics, but it sounds very professional.

The young couple was verbally conducting medical education, and the staff next to him could not bear to see:

"Doctor, doctor, don't be busy chatting. My son is like this. You have to think of a way. I feel uncomfortable after seeing it, don't talk about my son."

The little boy was very polite. Although he had difficulty in inhaling, he still imitated the adults to bow to Chen Buer:

"Big... Big... Man... I... I... I... I'm so... hard..."

There was no end to a complete sentence, and Chen Buer felt that he was so angry that he was holding his breath.
Chapter completed!