Reborn Craftsman

Chapter 122 Is Mao Mao Sick?

"Is Zhang Xiaobei a doctor?" Sikong Lei asked.

If it wasn't for the doctor, he wouldn't believe it.

"Of course, and Zhang Xiaobei graduated from a famous medical university in the province. Not only does he have a medical certificate, but he also has all kinds of common medicines at home!" Zhang Xiaoying reached out and hugged Sikong's cap: "Your daughter is lucky today, Zhang Xiaobei is at home."

"Then what are you waiting for, quickly put on your hat!" Liu Xing urged.

"Who is he to you?" Zhang Xiaoying pointed at Sikong Lei and asked curiously.

"My elder brother, you are very kind to me!" Liu Xing replied with a faint smile.

"That's fine!" Zhang Xiaoying originally wanted to ask some key questions, but when she heard the word "big brother", she had no choice but to walk towards Zhang Xiaobei's house wearing a hat.

Sikong Lei and Ye Tian hurriedly followed behind.

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Zhang Xiaoying did not lie to Liu Xing and Sikong Lei.

It was already past nine o'clock in the evening when we arrived at Zhang Xiaobei's house.

But there were several patients queuing up at the door.

On the side of the grain drying field, there are two coal stoves boiling medicine, and the unpleasant smell of medicine and white hot air are blown by the wind, floating everywhere.

Zhang Xiaoying didn't line up, but went straight into Zhang Xiaobei's house with Sikong hat in her arms. The other patients in the line didn't get angry when they saw this scene, but acted like they were used to it.

Seeing this, Liu Xing and Sikong Lei hurried in.

As far as the eye can see, the medicine shelves around the hall are full of various traditional Chinese medicines and western medicines, which looks a bit messy.A young man wearing glasses was sitting at the door of the room on the right, and was prescribing medicine for a middle-aged woman. He didn't lift his head when he heard the sound of footsteps: "I told you to line up outside, don't you understand the rules?" ?”

"Good Zhang Xiaobei, your medical skills haven't improved recently, but your bad temper has increased!" Zhang Xiaoying freed her right hand and stepped forward to grab the ear of the young man wearing glasses: "If you do this again, don't blame me for not recognizing you. you."

"Ouch! Ouch! It hurts!" Zhang Xiaobei, who was protecting his ears, raised his head and saw that Zhang Xiaoying had come, and immediately begged for mercy, dumbfounded: "Xiaoying, my good sister, don't be like this as soon as we meet?"

"Then quickly see a doctor for this little girl!" Zhang Xiaoying handed the Sikong hat to Zhang Xiaobei.

"My God! It's so hot!" Zhang Xiaobei pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and after touching Sikong Maomao's forehead with his hand, he couldn't help shouting.

Sikong Lei's heart tightened when he heard this, and Liu Xing was also a little nervous.

Don't underestimate colds and colds, once the high fever persists, it can burn your head.

"Don't be scary, okay, just say whether injections and medicine can cure it?" Zhang Xiaoying stared anxiously.

She had spoken very well about Zhang Xiaobei before, but now if she can't even cure a cold, she will lose face at all.

"What medicine and injection did she take before?" Zhang Xiaobei checked Maomao's body, ignored Zhang Xiaoying, and looked at Sikonglei and Liu Xing seriously.

This hat was not from the Zhang family, nor from a nearby village, so Zhang Xiaobei didn't ask about Zhang Xiaoying's situation, but asked Liu Xing and Sikong Lei who had never met before.

"I don't know, I only know that the [Weimin Clinic] in the town is very expensive for medical expenses, and the total cost is more than 100!" Si Konglei said in a low voice, and gave a plastic bag of medicines on his body to him. Take it out and put it on the table.

"What? It cost more than 100 for a cold?" Zhang Xiaoying's face turned dark when she heard this.

Liu Xing was also a little angry.

It was obvious that Sikong Lei had been slaughtered, and his illness was not cured yet.

As for where Sikong Lei got the money from, it was the compensation for being beaten by Chen Mizi at the market before.

In 1993, infusions hadn’t even taken off yet. Doctors basically received injections or traditional Chinese medicine, even if they broke their limbs, it cost only a dozen dollars in an ordinary outpatient clinic.

This [Weimin Clinic] dared to charge more than 100 yuan for showing Sikong Maomao a cold. This is too dark-hearted. If the villagers in Banqiao Town are afraid, they will be beaten to death.

Zhang Xiaobei glanced at the medicine in the plastic bag, then shook his head and said, "Boss Ma is really good at making money! He prescribes all useless imported western medicines. He is not treating diseases, but harming people."

Boss Ma is the inpatient doctor of [Weimin Clinic]. As a colleague, Zhang Xiaobei naturally knows him.

"Then...then what should we do?" Sikong Lei asked worriedly, at the same time knowing that he was slaughtered as two hundred and five.

"Don't be afraid, I'll give her a fever-reducing injection first!" Zhang Xiaobei picked up Sikong Maomao and put it on the single bed beside him, then began to rummage through the medicine rack for medicine.

After a while, Sikong Maomao was given an injection.

Liu Xing waited with Sikong Lei and Zhang Xiaoying, and within ten minutes, seeing that sleeping Sikong Maomao was sweating on his forehead and stopped coughing, he couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

Zhang Xiaobei found a small cardboard box and dispensed several western medicines: "Take the medicine in this box three times a day, one pill at a time, remember! The yellow pill is Analgin, which is used to reduce fever. Don't eat it!"

"Thank you doctor, how much...how much!" Sikong Lei gratefully took the small paper box, and asked with some embarrassment.

The reason why he was embarrassed was because he didn't have much money on him.

"You are Xiaoying's friend, you don't need money!" Zhang Xiaobei glanced at Sikong Maomao who was sleeping soundly: "But you have to pay attention in the future, at such a young age, you can't stand it."

"Hey! Hey!" Sikong Lei nodded.

It was also his negligence. It was not a big deal to be exposed to the rain before, but after being exposed to the rain in Banqiao Town, something was wrong.

"Who are you to her?" Zhang Xiaobei asked casually curiously.

"I am his father!" Sikong Lei replied repeatedly.

"Then you have to take good care of your daughter tonight, and remember to make her drink as much water as possible!" Seeing that there were still many patients queuing outside, Zhang Xiaobei shyly issued an order to evict Zhang Xiaoying: "Sister Xiaoying, can you Do you want to take your friend back first? I’ll go to you when I’m done with the illness, and I’ll give this little girl a review by the way.”

"Okay, don't be too late, I'll ask someone to cook supper and wait for you!" Zhang Xiaoying picked up Sikong Maomao from the single bed, saw his little face was flushed, and said this in his sleep, calling Big Brother Liu Xing, and couldn't help but Shake your head.

Sikong Lei bowed his hands gratefully to Zhang Xiaobei, and followed behind.

After leaving the gate, Liu Xing said to Si Konglei: "Brother! Mao Mao is like this now, you should stop looking for a wife, at least stay at my sister's place tonight! Then there will be someone to take care of you."

"En." Sikong Lei nodded, "Excuse me!"

He looked at Zhang Xiaoying embarrassedly, with apology in his haggard eyes.

"It's okay, you are Liu Xing's big brother, and you are also my big brother!" Zhang Xiaoying couldn't help shaking her head when she saw that Si Konglei had such a relationship with her.

"Let's go!" Liu Xing took the lead and walked towards the farm house.

Sikong Lei followed behind. When he walked into the farmhouse, he glanced cautiously and suspiciously at the grove to the west. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, he closed the gate smoothly.

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(End of this chapter)