Chief Chinese Medicine

Jiang Fei found himself seeing the doctor alone, and the speed was too slow.

So I simply asked Mr. Tang Shizhong to go to the doctor in two ways.

Now that he knew the true identity of the old man, he could rest assured that Tang Shizhong would take care of acute and serious illnesses.

It's a joke, if Tang Shizhong doesn't know how to treat acute and serious illnesses, it is absolutely impossible to become one of the first batch of masters of Chinese medicine in later generations just relying on the nursing prescriptions of the old gods.

So when Tang Shizhong went to see a doctor, Jiang Fei felt relieved.

Even if the time is not urgent, Jiang Fei really hopes that he can follow Tang Shizhong and study for a while.

It is really beneficial to follow a master of traditional Chinese medicine.

It's a pity that in the Changli Village Brigade, there is no such opportunity.

If possible, when I was in Changqing Village, I would focus on Tang Shizhong, and I would learn a lot from my teacher after a few days.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the two groups finished their consultations and returned to the village brigade.

Jiang Fei and Tang Shizhong prescribed medicines for those villagers who were seriously ill or couldn't get up on the kang.

After returning to the village brigade, he simply washed his hands and feet, lay down on the kang and fell asleep.

Everyone was naturally so tired that they fell asleep while lying on the kang.

There was nothing to say all night, and it was early the next morning, that is, May 1978, 5.

Jiang Fei was still the first one to wake up at six o'clock in the morning. After sleeping for nearly seven hours, his physical strength was replenished and his spirit recovered.

Same as yesterday morning, I drank sorghum rice porridge mixed with some wild vegetables, but egg flowers were faintly visible.

Everyone got up one after another within 10 minutes.

It doesn't matter if you don't get up, because a queue has gradually formed outside, all of them are villagers from Changli Village.

Those who didn't get a doctor yesterday, have learned to be smart this time. They come here almost at dawn, queuing up far away, even if the grass is covered with dew, and they don't care if they get wet all over.

"Where did you get the eggs?"

After Tang Shizhong washed his face and came out, he saw that there were egg flowers in the sorghum rice porridge, so he asked curiously.

Hu Aiguo grinned and said, "Master, these are wild eggs."

There are pheasants in Changli Village. He specially asked a few educated youths to climb the pheasant nest early in the morning, found two pheasants, and then beat them into the porridge.

Anyway, you can't let the experts from the county go hungry, right?And there is no oil or water at all, which is even worse, and it is not conducive to diagnosis.

So he thought of this method. Although the wild eggs are slightly fishy, ​​they are more nourishing.

Jiang Fei didn't care about any eggs, he was already hungry, and he would drink a bowl of porridge.

This time I drank four full bowls.

If you don't drink too much, others will drink too much.

Basically rely on this porridge for the day, and at most put some pancakes or roast potatoes in the evening.

There is no way, the grassroots lacks food and various materials, even thieves have no meaning, because there is nothing to steal.

"Drink it slowly, there is still in the pot. The village representatives came this morning. Every household ate two yuan less food, just to let the experts eat more and be full."

Hu Aiguo saw Jiang Fei gobbling it up and said with a grin.

Food rations are distributed now, if you eat more, some people will eat less.

But now the people in the village jointly decided that they would take one or two bites less for the time being, and let a few experts eat more. After all, seeing a doctor for them is free.

And even the medical expenses are not required, and the medicines are all free.

Of course, it was Jiang County who paid in the end, and it couldn't be really free.

"Teacher, Wang Rong came to me last night and asked for your help with something."

While Jiang Fei was finishing his porridge, Tu Songjun came over and spoke softly.

Jiang Fei glanced at the other porridge drinkers, walked out of the house in silence, came to the yard, smelled the sweet air, the air not mixed with any chemical smell, and was a little intoxicated.

The current grassroots village is really a pure natural environment.

"What is he looking for with you?"

Jiang Fei glanced at Tu Songjun and asked in a deep voice.

Because Tu Songjun slept with the male educated youths yesterday, it was because the east room was too crowded, so he was arranged in the educated youth's room.

Now that Tu Songjun is looking for him, it must be something about the educated youth.

"Wang Rong wants you to insinuate and ask Captain Hu when he will be able to return to the city."

Sure enough, it was this kind of thing.

Jiang Fei actually guessed it before Tu Songjun said it.

This is the only thing that an educated youth like Wang Rong can ask Jiang Fei for.

After the country has prepared for the educated youths to return to the city, these educated youths have frequently resorted to all kinds of tricks in order to return to the city. Some even let themselves have a bad cold and fever, some broke their legs, and some even drank pesticides.

The purpose is one, to grab a ticket back to the city. Of course, this ticket is not a ticket, but a proof of returning to the city.

And this return certificate is in the hands of the captains of the village brigades like Hu Aiguo, or the leaders of the commune.

As for the scale of the Changli Village Brigade, with thousands of people, Hu Aiguo was naturally in charge.

If the group of educated youths like Wang Rong wanted to return to the city, they had to get Hu Aiguo's approval.

Jiang Fei is not surprised by this, and it is not surprising that Wang Rong asked this. Who doesn't want to go back?

No matter how you say it, the conditions in the city are much better than those at the grassroots level.

At the grassroots level, they need to work every day, which is really unbearable for them.

They used to be pampered city children, but now they have become village children who have been sent to the countryside.

"Don't get involved in this kind of thing. Next time an educated youth asks you insinuatingly, just say that you are a doctor who came to see a doctor and don't know anything about the village."

Jiang Fei frowned and looked at Tu Songjun, before speaking sharply at him.

You can't get involved in this kind of thing, otherwise you will inevitably cause trouble.

Seeing that Jiang Fei was angry, Tu Songjun nodded quickly and said, "I see, teacher."

"Master Jiang, when will you see a doctor?"

"That's right, Miracle Doctor Jiang, I'm the first here, don't forget to call me first."

"Doctor Jiang, I heard that you cured the old Zhang family boy, and now he is alive and kicking. Can you see if you can cure me in my village?"

When Jiang Fei walked back from the yard, the villagers who were already waiting in line here all came forward to greet him.

There is hope in the eyes of each of them, so simple, so simple, without the slightest calculation in it.

Jiang Fei looked at them wearing shabby clothes, old gray clothes, the women wore headscarves, and the men kicked their sleeves.

Seeing these Jiang Fei, the feeling of time and space disorder is even more full. The gap between 40 years later and 40 years ago is really too big, it can be said that the earth-shaking is almost the same.

"Be safe and don't be impatient, you can get sick, everyone, don't worry."

Jiang Fei waved at them, spoke soothingly, and then went into the room.

Sometimes being too active and enthusiastic is also a burden.

"Xiaojiang, Kong San's father, Kong Qingshun, are you sure you want to send him to the county hospital?"

Hu Aiguo came over and asked with a serious face.

He stopped calling Jiang Fei Miracle Doctor, it was Jiang Fei who corrected him on purpose, and then he called him Xiao Jiang.

Seeing Hu Aiguo's question, Jiang Fei thought of Kong Qingshun last night. This villager with liver cancer has a belly as big as a drum. It can be said that it has reached a serious level, and treatment must be standardized as soon as possible.

If he continued to stay in the village, he might not survive June, or even May.

"Well, it must be sent to Jiang County People's Hospital."

"Respond to the higher-ups, and then if there is any bullock cart in the village, pull him to Lai Town, and send him from Lai Town to the county."

Jiang Fei nodded resolutely, and said to Hu Aiguo.

Hu Aiguo immediately understood what Jiang Fei meant. This is a fatal disease. In the village, the only solution to Kong Qingshun's distended abdomen is to help him dispel dampness and diuresis.

But if he wanted to further alleviate Kong Qingshun's symptoms, he needed a long period of conditioning and treatment.

It will take at least one or two months. If he is not sent to the hospital quickly, he will definitely die in the village.

"I'll send people to the township and ask the township leaders to make arrangements."

Hu Aiguo left the room with a solemn expression, and waved at several male educated youths.

"Wang Rong, come here!"

Wang Rong is quick-witted, dexterous, and eloquent, but the key is that he is not as lazy as a young man in the city.

So Hu Aiguo has a good sense of him and asks him to do anything.

"Uncle Hu, what's the matter?"

Wang Rong ran over, but when he looked at Hu Aiguo, he sneaked a glance at Jiang Fei.

Obviously, he told Tu Songjun what he was thinking, and it would eventually reach Jiang Fei's ears.

He wondered if Jiang Fei would say good things to him and let him go back to the city earlier.

He didn't want to use random tricks to get himself out of the village.

Even if he leaves, he wants to leave with a good reputation.

Instead of stinking, the villagers scolded them for years or even decades.

His family is well-off, and his family is not ordinary. He can't embarrass his family.