A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Chapter 73

Xuan shook his head subconsciously. Although he could not understand song QingHan's words, he wrote down all the introductions he had just made. When he was waiting for someone to think about it slowly, he believed that he could always figure it out.

However, such a reaction did not please song QingHan. After seeing that his eyes were full of doubts, song QingHan coldly lowered his face and asked, "are there really no questions to ask? Then tell me what you understand. "

Xuan thought that song QingHan would be a good-natured and patient master, because he didn't respond to his sudden cold face. He was so nervous that he recalled what song QingHan had just said.

Song QingHan was a little surprised. It seemed that yuanxuan's memory was so amazing that he could write down all the words he said casually. It seems that what he said before was not deceiving him, or even modest.

This original Xuan is simply a child prodigy in the book!

It's just that it doesn't satisfy him. He says in a deep voice, "this is my words. What's your understanding? Where do you think this knife can be used? "

He picked up a scalpel and made a comparison.

The original Xuan pursed his mouth and tried to say: "cut, cut meat?"

Song QingHan lost his smile and put the scalpel back into the wooden box. He shook his head and said, "it's me who is too anxious. Your basic skills are not solid enough. You go to the corner and bring the book. You will read the contents of the book first. After I finish production, I will teach you again."

With that, he lay powerless on the bed, clenching his hands and holding back his painful breath.

No distracting things, the pain will be amplified in the nerve, let him avoid inevitable.

The original Xuan took the pamphlet, and Ben was glad to have a book to read, but when he saw song QingHan's look, his heart suddenly tightened. He was just about to go out and met Xiao Ning, who came in with boiling water and a handkerchief.

Xiao Ning looked a little restrained, but the original Xuan directly brought the basin over and covered song QingHan's forehead with a handkerchief. Holding his palm, he comforted him and said, "master, it's OK. Just shout out the pain. If you hold it for a while, you can't help it."

Smell speech, song QingHan and Xiao Ningdu look at yuanxuan in surprise, it seems that he a little boy will know these things.

Yuan Wenxuan saw their doubts and chuckled, explaining: "I would read medical books when I had nothing to do at home. I didn't eat pork, but I saw pigs running."

Song QingHan was distracted by the strength of his hand and said in surprise, "is this... Acupoint?"

The original Xuan's hand pauses, some hesitant way: "master, is this right to press?"? I've tried it on myself before, and it really reduces the pain

Where did song QingHan learn the distribution of acupoints? That sentence was just a question. It was not intended to point out the original Xuan. Therefore, after listening to his words, he honestly said, "I don't know, but there are no key acupoints on my hand. It should be OK."

Xuan's eyes flashed a strange light, pursed his mouth and continued to move on his hands.

This master... Seems totally different from other doctors.

Acupuncture is a basic skill of traditional Chinese medicine. Even if he is a self-taught person, he knows a little about it, but his master seems to have never learned it. Fortunately, this master is honest, and he doesn't pretend to understand it. He is quite pleased with this.

If song QingHan knew the original Xuan's psychological activities, I'm afraid it would be hard to laugh or cry.

It's because I know nothing about acupoints, so I can't boast. I can boast. Generally, it's the level of half a bucket of water. I know some, but I'm not proficient. Although I can't cheat people who understand, it's enough to cheat people who don't know.

Lord Qin did not know when he also came in, and drove the original boshu and Xiaoning out. When he was ready to catch yuanxuan, he was stopped by song QingHan.

Although he explained that he wanted yuanxuan to feel the tension of being a doctor in advance, he shook his head and said, "isn't this nonsense? How can there be a child who has not yet reached adulthood in the delivery room, let alone give birth to a child without a doctor. By the way, what about the midwife? "

After hearing that Wu Dahu had just gone to ask for the master of production, Mr. Qin sighed deeply and said helplessly, "why didn't this child come to ask me before? But it's my fault. I didn't expect you didn't know about these things. Let me do it for a while. "

He put the pillow under song QingHan's waist. Yu Guang glanced at the figure of yuanxuan and said: "why don't you go out? It's got to have a needle eye! "

Xuan took a look at Song QingHan and saw that he didn't say anything. Knowing that he still wanted to stay in his heart, he calmly said: "the general production may not use a doctor, but if it is difficult to produce? Or something else? Instead of being at a loss at that time, it's better to make psychological preparations now and accumulate experience. "

Lord Qin was not good at saying anything to him. He only said, "you are a man. Even if the delivery is difficult, he won't look for you."

Xuan's face was straight and he said solemnly: "there is no distinction between male and female in medical skills. If you say so, can't female and male doctors treat men? But as far as I know, Dr. Luo was good at men's disease when he was in the palaceSeeing that he couldn't say anything about him, song QingHan didn't say a word. Lord Qin simply gave up and waved his hand and said, "good, good, it's up to you."

He arranged the bedding, adjusted song QingHan's posture, let his feet step on the bed, in order to exert force.

Song QingHan's sight fell on his stomach. After seeing his belly crack slowly, he couldn't help shouting: "it's going to be born! It's going to be born! "

Lord Qin is also a little nervous, but he said quietly: "it's still early. You can save some energy. I'll cook a bowl of soup for you."

After he entered the kitchen, Wu Dahu finally rushed back with a gasping producer on his back.

"This is the first time that I have been" robbed "! If the children of that family had not been born, they would have torn you to pieces

Wu Dahu wiped a handful of sweat and urged him to have a fair birth: "you go in quickly. My husband is still waiting inside."

The producer walked into the delivery room, washed his hands with hot water, looked at Song's cold stomach, and said plainly, "it's still early. I'll prepare some food for him first. It's best to have ginseng slices."

As if he had expected to use ginseng slices, he suddenly came to the door and filled Wu Dahu with a complete ginseng.

When he saw that Lord Chan was in place, he was relieved. The former midwife didn't have time. He was worried that he couldn't give Wu Dahu an explanation. Now he was very happy for Wu Dahu when he saw that he had everything.

Wu Dahu didn't say much. He just patted Lai Fu on the shoulder and walked into the kitchen with ginseng.

Lai Fu saw that there were enough people in the yard, so he didn't stay here to join the fun. He said hello to Wu Dahu and left.

At the same time, uncle Qin also cooked the chicken soup. Seeing Wu Dahu bring ginseng in, he cut it half and throw it into the chicken soup.

After cooking the chicken soup, Wu Dahu wants to go in, but he is stopped by Lord Qin.

Song QingHan's clothes were wet with sweat at this time. Wu Dahu was not interested in seeing his embarrassed appearance. He stood on the side of Lord Qin and did not let Wu Dahu come in.

Although the chicken soup with ginseng was not so delicious, song QingHan still drank it all at once, and even the meat and ginseng were all chewed into his stomach.

After the hot soup, his belly seemed to receive energy, and the speed of opening suddenly increased.

As the belly gradually opened, some unknown liquid also slowly flowed out, along with the wisps of blood, reflected on the white belly, looked particularly terrible.

Although yuan Wenxuan has made psychological preparations, but still can not help frowning when seeing this scene.

It was a good thing to open the belly, but the father's face became ugly. He touched song QingHan's stomach with his hand and frowned: "the speed of opening is too slow. The fetus is too big. I'm afraid it will be difficult to give birth."

Lord Qin's face changed, and he said: "I haven't exerted myself yet. How can I say it's difficult to give birth now? Where are you from? "

The producer was robbed by Wu Dahu, and he had a resentment in his stomach. At this time, he was questioned by Lord Qin, and his attitude became worse. He looked as if he was not doing it. He said in a cold voice: "you can do it, you can come! I have delivered more children than you have eaten. Do you need to speak? "

Mr. Qin was blocked by his words. Looking at Song QingHan, who was lying on the bed, worried that he might miss the matter, he immediately said, "it's my old man who can't speak. Your adult doesn't care about the villains, so you can't listen to it!"

Seeing him close his mouth tightly, Chan Gong was satisfied. He put one hand on song QingHan's stomach and the other on song QingHan's chest. He frowned and said, "adjust your breath, follow my hand, come on, exhale..."

before Song QingHan, he listened to all the conversations between the two people. Unfortunately, his stomach pain was unbearable and he couldn't speak out to persuade him. Now, there are no images of them If there is a quarrel, it's just as if you don't know what happened just now.

It is the original Xuan, although there is no expression on the face, but the heart is a sigh.

At this time, he could not help but wonder whether it was the man who lost his job at this time? Anyway, as soon as the door of the delivery room is closed, the delivery man falls into a coma again. If there is no one at home guarding it, I'm afraid that he doesn't know what's going on inside.

The more he thought about it, the more timid he became, but he was a little more firm about his idea of becoming a doctor.