Most of these people come here to see an elderly person who can temporarily control the condition and do not have to spend money to see a doctor, Han Ankang also followed his grandfather's teachings. The doctor is kind. Anyway, acupuncture and massage are at most, but it doesn't cost much money. Who dares to say that there is no difficulty that day? The good fruits planted today will always be harvested every day.

This is the medical skills that Mr. Han passed on to Han Ankang!

Looking at Wu Sanshan who seemed very embarrassed every time he came over, Han Ankang said very gently: "Uncle, how many times have you told you, if you feel uncomfortable, come over. Every time you say this, I am embarrassed to say that. Isn't it just a few needles that will take a lot of time? Have you been working again in the fields these days?

I remember I told you that you are an old problem and cannot be soaked in water for a long time. Why can’t you remember it? Come and lie on the couch, and I will give you an injection now. However, you really have to work less in the fields in the future, otherwise it will be difficult for you to walk even if you are older than you, and it will be painful to get to walk!"

Knowing what the old man in front of him was, Han Ankang carefully comforted him and soon stood up from the chair he was sitting. He rolled up Wu Sanshan's trouser legs, revealing the calf joints that hurt every time he was sick. Just as Han Ankang was about to take out the silver needle left by his grandfather and perform previous acupuncture treatments, some treatment methods that appeared in his mind made his hand that was preparing to take the needle suddenly stop.

Seeing that several acupuncture methods and Chinese medicine decoctions appearing in the brain can cure the chronic disease of rheumatoid arthritis, Han Ankang also felt that after seeing these villagers, he really had to read through the Chinese medicine knowledge that suddenly appeared in his brain. What was going on? Always being shocked and deceitful will sooner or later become mentally ill.

While smiling bitterly, Han Ankang quickly skillfully inserted six silver needles into Wu Sanshan's calf joints. After the needle was inserted, Han Ankang began to slowly massage Wu Sanshan along the soles of his feet. When Wu Sanshan felt a little tingling joint, as the massage pain gradually disappeared, the gripping expression that had just been relaxed.

Until Han Ankang saw sweat beads appearing in the calf joints, he knew that Wu Sanshan's illness was temporarily under control today. If Wu Sanshan could follow the doctor's advice and not go to work, I believe that this time I would be able to take care of it for ten or half a month. If he didn't follow the doctor's advice and went to the paddy fields to work after he recovered, he would probably have to come again in less than two days.

Knowing that this old man was too idle, Han Ankang put away the silver needle and gave him some advice as usual. Han Ankang didn't say much about Wu Sanshan's promise to do well, but turned around and couldn't sit still. After all, although the old man in front of him was over 60 years old, the speed of his work in the fields was not necessarily the same young people.

Even his son probably won't let go of such a labor force. In the eyes of Wu Sanshan's son, if he had been sick, he would go to the Han family at most without spending money, and he would take immediate results. It was like finding a full-time doctor. Over time, Wu Sanshan's son did not stop his father from demanding to work in the fields.

In Huilong Village, Wu Sanshan is not the only one in the family. Other families who are difficult to cure their old habits also have Wu Sanshan's situation. So sometimes Han Ankang would think that if he had to leave for a while that day, without him as a full-time doctor, these old people would probably be a little more restrained!

After seeing off Wu Sanshan, who looked embarrassed, Han Ankang continued to treat the next patient who seeks medical treatment. In addition to some patients who prescribe medicine and charge some costs, most people who come to the Han Family Infirmary for treatment every day would not have to spend a cent. If Han Ankang had not eaten alone now, the whole family would not be hungry, so he would not even have to eat in the morning and evening.

I prescribed a pair of Chinese medicine for the child's parents to go back and decoct it for the child to take. Today's reception was over. Looking at the room clock that had passed twelve o'clock, Han Ankang got into the kitchen and fryed the side dishes sent by two villagers, which simply solved the problem of lunch.

Although many of the villagers nearby do not have to spend money to see a doctor, the country people are really good. Every time they recover from the illness, the villagers will bring some of their own specialties to Han Ankang. So much so that the Han family, where Han Ankang is the only one left in the family, does not have to worry about eating.

After lunch, when no patients came to the house, Han Ankang washed the medicinal materials collected from the mountain yesterday. The medicinal materials that need to be dried and dried were sliced ​​and then dried. He moved out the cutter left by his grandfather and skillfully cut the medicinal materials into small pieces of medicinal materials. Then he continued to put them on the drying board in the yard and dried these medicinal materials so that the next time someone prescribed medicine, he would not delay the treatment of the disease because of the lack of a certain medicinal material.

Only some unknown Chinese medicinal materials collected along the way when they went down the mountain in the morning. Because Han Ankang didn't know whether these prescriptions were really effective, he could only dig out these medicinal materials based on the pharmacological knowledge that appeared in his mind and put them aside and store them separately.

As for the few ginseng that almost cost him his life yesterday, after cleaning it, Han Ankang deliberately placed it in a safe and sunny place to dry it. He hadn't thought that Han Ankang, who had money and was hard to buy, had to exchange it for money, naturally had to air dry it and store it for later use.

After all this, Han Ankang, who had a rare leisure time, took out the wild chrysanthemum tea he used to pick in the mountains and soaked it. He held a teapot and took a medical book collected by his grandfather, and lay in the yard leisurely to spend the afternoon. For this kind of lazy but free life, it is also one of the reasons why Han Ankang was willing to return to the village to be a village doctor.

In the eyes of others, the secular fame and fortune may be deeply influenced by the life of my grandfather like a wild crane. Han Ankang, who is only 23 years old, often has the same personality as that of an elderly person. He likes the atmosphere of harmonious coexistence in the village and the villagers, and also likes to see the relaxed smile on the faces of every patient who walks out of his infirmary.

Even when he was in college, he would go out with a few best friends in the dormitory and be casual for one or two times. Usually, Han Ankang's biggest interest was to stay in the school's library to read. Even after four years of college, even his juniors knew that a senior in the school was a nerd and that nothing else could arouse his interest except studying.

When the best friends in the dormitory found a partner who had sex with each other in school, Han Ankang still looked leisurely and had no idea of ​​pursuing girls to enjoy a love. When the brothers in the dormitory thought he was cold, he rationally expressed his belief in fate. If he had fate, he would have a girl who belonged to him. If he had no chance to force love, he would eventually leave him.

Besides, when his grandfather died in his sophomore year, he decided to give up the opportunity to join various hospitals in the province and return to the village to inherit his grandfather's village medical career and treat the people who raised him. Han Ankang, who knew that love was mostly based on material things these days, understood that with his choices and conditions, no girl would be willing to live a poor life with him for the rest of her life. How could Han Ankang, who already knew the results, go to cause trouble?

So much so that when classmates in the same grade were looking for a hospital where they worked during the graduation season, Han Ankang continued to go to the library as usual. This behavior that could not affect his emotions except books and objects naturally earned him the title of a nerd. After Han Ankang heard about this, he could only smile and never argue with others.

Moreover, in the rich medical books in the university library, he learned a lot of traditional Chinese medicine and pharmacology that his grandfather did not teach him. So much so that after returning to the village, many villagers felt that Han Ankang's medical skills were much higher than his grandfather. All of this was the reason why Han Ankang learned in school and converted it into practical applications after he came back.

As for what is better than the blue, Han Ankang, who knows the profoundness of traditional Chinese medicine, never feels that he is a Chinese medicine practitioner who is particularly ill. He can solve his minor problems in daily life for the villagers. He feels that he is more of the treatment based on the experience of his predecessors, so there is nothing to be proud of.

He has read many of these medical books left by his grandfather countless times, but he always thinks that Han Ankang, who makes a lot of sense in medical books, makes a lot of sense. Whenever he has time, he will read these medical books again, refer to the experience accumulated in daily treatment, and compare them with these cases in the book to improve the accuracy of diagnosis.

A famous doctor can treat people, and a quack doctor can harm people. This is very suitable for traditional Chinese medicine. If these traditional Chinese herbal medicines seem to have magical medicinal properties, if they do not understand the properties of each other, they will be randomly matched to patients for taking. In the mildest, it will delay the condition, and in the worst case, it will cure people's death.

Han Ankang has always followed the principle of practicing medicine with caution. He did not prescribe Chinese medicine to patients without grasping the patient's condition. The purpose is to not want the medicine he prescribed kindly will eventually turn into a poison that kills people.

Just as he opened the medical books and read the cases in these medical books, a large number of traditional Chinese medicine knowledge suddenly appeared in his mind. While he couldn't help frowning, he also forced the feeling of blockage that wanted to faint, waiting for the flow of memory to be delivered. When the feeling of blockage in his mind stopped, Han Ankang checked the medical knowledge that inexplicably appeared in his mind, and finally understood why he fell from such a high cliff yesterday, and he had no internal and external injuries at all.
Chapter completed!