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Text_Chapter 660 Black Jade Intermittent Cream

"Director Liu, Director Liu..." Zhang Qianqian's mother-in-law hurriedly followed her. She finally hired a specialist, but was dismissed by this ignorant young man with just a few words.

After a long while, Zhang Qianqian's mother-in-law walked in alone with a somewhat ugly face. She felt very uncomfortable and muttered: "What kind of doctor are these? We paid money and we still serve him like an uncle. We go back and forth.

He said he wanted amputation, amputation. Now there is someone who is more powerful than him, and he loses his temper and abandons the patient."

Yang Ying listened to this and said to the old woman: "Auntie, that doctor probably doesn't have the ability to treat Sister Qianqian's problem, and he blames Colonel Yang for being troublesome, which makes him lose face. That's why he is so embarrassed that he can only

Escaped."

When the old woman heard this, she nodded and said, "What you said makes sense. That bullshit Director Liu tried every means to hint us to give red envelopes when he was seeing a doctor. Fortunately, I didn't give them, otherwise, if he couldn't see the problem, I would

Isn’t this money wasted?”

"Auntie, you did the right thing! Let me tell you, if any doctor dares to ask you for a red envelope again, you will call and report him! Now that the country has undergone medical reform, this kind of stereotype is no longer allowed. You swallow your anger, he said

Maybe they will become even more unscrupulous. We must kill such people as a warning and not let them become arrogant." Yang Ying said angrily from the side.

"Well, I listen to you. I will report this Director Liu later." Zhang Qianqian's mother-in-law was also angry. Her daughter-in-law's leg was broken, and Director Liu didn't say anything, but she dared to hint that she would give him a red envelope.

Yang Yunfan smiled after hearing what the two said. This kind of thing has happened since ancient times. Although the country has vigorously reformed, stereotypes and bad habits cannot be eliminated in one or two sentences. It can only rely on the awakening of everyone's legal awareness.

.Zhang Qianqian’s mother-in-law was obviously convinced by Yang Ying’s few words. She probably won’t suffer such a disadvantage in the future.

Walking to Zhang Qianqian's hospital bed, Yang Yunfan saw that she was a little nervous, so he comforted her: "You don't have to think about the bullshit director said just now. He is useless because he can't heal, but it doesn't mean that I can't. I'm not bragging, you are so destructive.

Broken bones are just a piece of cake for me."

"What? Is this a minor problem?" Zhang Qianqian's mother-in-law suddenly opened her mouth in an exaggerated manner. None of the experts from Nanjiang People's Hospital were sure about this problem. Why did Yang Yunfan say it was a piece of cake? Wasn't he bragging?

?

Yang Yunfan smiled slightly, patted the storage bag, and took out a box of gold needles and a small porcelain bottle as if by magic. He put them aside and said: "Yang Ying, help me lift Zhang Qianqian's quilt. I'll do it first.

Give her acupuncture to open up her meridians, then set her bones, and then apply medicine."

"Okay!"

Yang Ying was a medical soldier and was very familiar with this kind of thing. She quickly lifted the quilt and fixed Zhang Qianqian's legs. She also asked: "Colonel Yang, do you want me to hold Sister Qianqian's legs to prevent her from moving around?"

."

"That's not necessary."

Yang Yunfan smiled slightly and slowly inserted the silver needle.

"Ouch, my legs are numb! I can't move!" Zhang Qianqian's legs became numb instantly, and she lost all feeling.

Yang Yunfan squeezed her leg and saw that Zhang Qianqian had no reaction. He just flipped his fingers and closed Zhang Qianqian's broken bones with a few clicks.

Next, he opened the porcelain bottle, dug a small piece of black plaster into the porcelain bottle with his fingers, and evenly applied it to the broken bone of Zhang Qianqian's leg. The plaster had a strong musky smell, and in addition there was a

The stock has an indescribably fresh smell. It is not as unpleasant as ordinary Chinese medicine.

Yang Ying looked at the porcelain bottle curiously and said, "Colonel Yang, what kind of plaster is this? Is it imported from abroad?"

"Oh, this is black jade intermittent ointment, specially used to treat bone injuries." As Yang Yunfan spoke, he used silver needles to acupuncture on Zhang Qianqian's leg bones, and injected spiritual energy to speed up the healing of Zhang Qianqian's leg bones.

"Black Jade Intermittent Cream?" When Yang Ying heard the name, she opened her mouth in surprise: "Isn't this something in a novel? Could it be true?"

Yang Yunfan smiled: "Maybe the author has heard of this plaster before. This plaster is actually not fictional. It has been used by people as early as the Han Dynasty. However, it is generally not leaked to the outside world. Ordinary people may not have seen it."

"Oh, that's it." Yang Ying nodded in understanding. She always felt that this plaster sounded very powerful. And Yang Yunfan was even more mysterious. No wonder he was so successful just a few years older than her.

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Inside the Orthopedics Office of Nanjiang Hospital.

"Haha, it's really funny. Even if a young guy has some academic level, so what? He still lacks clinical experience. He actually said that he can treat necrotic bones, and it's still pulverized. It's really funny, now a doctoral student from a medical school

, is it also so exaggerated and unrealistic?”

Director Liu of the Department of Orthopedics returned to the department still indignant. It was obvious that he was angry with Yang Yunfan.

"Today's young people are so ignorant. They think that if they study well, they can become good doctors. When they encounter medical trouble, they will learn to be good. To use my daughter's words to describe it, it is like a broken picture. (

Too young, too naive)." An old doctor sitting in the corner said with a smile.

Director Liu said angrily: "You are right. Young people still take things too much for granted. When the patient suffers, he will come back to beg me! When the time comes, I want to see how wonderful their faces are."



In the ward, Yang Yunfan used silver needles to remove the dead air from Zhang Qianqian's legs and let the necrotic bones grow again.

During this process, Zhang Qianqian felt a little itchy and couldn't help but want to move, but her legs were very numb and she couldn't move even if she wanted to. So, she could only twist her upper body around, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"Sister Qianqian, what's wrong with you?" Yang Ying saw that Zhang Qianqian was frowning and seemed very uncomfortable, so she asked hurriedly.

Zhang Qiqi looked at Yang Yunfan, her face turned red, and she almost begged: "Doctor Yang, my legs are sore and itchy. I can't stand it anymore. Can you let Xiaoying scratch it for me?"

Yang Yunfan shook his head and said: "No. Just bear with it for a while, you will be better soon. The itching means that the ointment I applied to you is working, and you will be cured soon. You don't want to fail at this time, right?"

"Okay, then I'll bear with it for a while." Zhang Qianqian had no choice but to grit her teeth, clutching the quilt with both hands, twisting her body around, and her face was so red that she was about to bleed.

"Dong dong dong!"

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"On the 16th, I'm here for ward rounds." After a while, a nurse opened the door and walked in.
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