A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Song QingHan didn't say that he could or could not, but said, "I will try my best. I'll give them the amulet for other things."

The people outside the courtyard were so excited by the order that he had just given them. Some said to do as they said, and others did not. Finally, Pearl's husband roared, "do as he says. If pearl has a good or bad character, I want him to be buried with him!"

Xiaoqing body a shock, confused.

Accompanying burial? Accompanying burial? What should I do? Song QingHan is dying?

Look for Wu Dahu! He raised his head and ran out, searching all over the village.

But the more anxious he was, the easier it was to ignore those obvious places. When he went around the village for the third time, he finally noticed the fields not far away.

Wudahu removed the last bit of weeds and was about to turn over the soil when he saw Xiao Qing pouncing on him.

"What's the matter?" he asked quietly

Xiaoqing was holding her knee, out of breath and out of breath, she said, "song and song are cold. He is going to be buried with others."

Wu Dahu was shocked. He took up his hoe and became angry. He said in a deep voice: "who dares? Lead the way

Poor little green did not even breathe, and then ran up, and when she came to Pearl's house, her legs were so soft that she had to support the wall to stand still.

Soon after song QingHan received the things they had prepared, he disinfected all the things that needed to touch the man with wine. After that, he took up the scissors, made a comparison on Pearl's stomach, and asked, "is half finger long enough?"

The producer was frightened, but he had already boarded his "pirate ship", so he had no way back. After swallowing his saliva, he nodded and urged, "almost, try it first."

Song gave him a cold glance, which made him afraid of the atmosphere.

What do you mean about it? have a try? That's a man, not an experimental rat, almost the distance between heaven and hell!

Seeing that the property owner was unreliable, he calmed down and calculated carefully. Then, according to his own ideas, he decisively cut a small finger long cut.

He covered his mouth so that he could not scream because of the strange picture.

After the opening, it slowly extends to both sides, and the contents can be exposed.

Song QingHan took a look at the producer and said, "you come, I'll fight."

The midwife nodded excitedly. Although his hands trembled, he delivered the baby quickly. He cut off the placenta and tied the knot. After scrubbing it with hot water, he wrapped it in cotton cloth and was ready to go out to ask for credit.

"Stop! Don't open the door until the operation is finished! "

Song QingHan stood in front of the producer with scissors in his eyes as cold as a devil crawling out of hell.

Frightened by the scissors, Chan Gong nodded his head in a panic. He stood in his sight under the instruction of song QingHan and waited obediently.

After the baby came out, Pearl's stomach was slowly healing itself, and it was closed so tightly and seamlessly as if nothing had happened.

Song QingHan pondered for a while, mobilized all the knowledge he had learned, but still could not figure out the principle. Finally, it had to be attributed to the different physique of the people here, rather than some kind of fairy tale.

In closing to the little finger long, self-healing suddenly stopped, fresh blood slowly gushing out from inside.

With a cry of surprise, song QingHan picked up the needle and thread, and quickly sutured the opening. Seeing that the wound was no longer bleeding, he raised his hand to measure Pearl's pulse. Seeing that the heartbeat was weak, it tended to be stable. Finally he was relieved, wiped the sweat with the back of his hand, and whispered, "it's OK."

Finally, when he spoke, the producer quickly opened the door, smiling like a chrysanthemum on his face, and said, "Congratulations, it's a boy, and the father and son are safe!"

Zhu'er's husband was relieved. He couldn't even stand still. With the help of others, he said weakly with a smile: "peace is good, peace is good..."

Wu Dahu just walked into the door, frowned and looked around the yard. He put the hoe on his shoulder to the ground and said in a deep voice, "where's Xiaohan? Who wants him buried with him? Come out

Seeing that he was about to smash here, Pearl's husband frowned and said, "tiger? What do you want? Today is the big day of my family. If you want to celebrate, forget it. If you come to smash the field, don't blame me for not caring about the friendship of the village! "

Xiaoqing finally moved in, reached out to the delivery room, and affirmed: "song QingHan is in it!"

Wu Dahu went straight to the delivery room and looked ready to break into the delivery room.

Although the birth of a child was now over, a man should not have entered the delivery room. Pearl's husband's eyes were about to crack, and he wanted to make a show of himself.

The door of the room "squeak" a, showing song QingHan that some pale face, his eyes flash a touch of surprise, looking at Wu Dahu way: "how did you come?"

Seeing that Wu Dahu did not speak, he quietly reached out and helped him. He responded and turned to Pearl's family and said, "Pearl's wound can't touch water or eat hair for half a month. Because of the special location of the wound, it's better not to eat too much food, or there is the possibility of cracking. Once there is an abnormal reaction, come to me in time. "Pearl's family, staring at their backs, reacted and talked like they were.

"My God, it was Pearl who was saved by that frivolous female man just now?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Who knows what he did in it? Ask the producer for a moment to know who saved Pearl! "

"What did he say? Can't eat too much? Pearl gave out so much blood, how can you not eat more tonic? That's true! Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand

"..."

although Xiao Qing was forgotten by Wu Dahu, he didn't care. He just looked at the two people's backs, and suddenly felt that all the people around him were like demons. He used his words to hurt a person who should have been praised.

Wu Dahu holds song QingHan's waist. Seeing that he is walking and the strength on his body is getting heavier and heavier, Wu Dahu knows that his strength has been hollowed out. He simply beats him horizontally and holds him up and walks quickly toward his home.

After putting him on the bed, Wu Dahu took a bowl of warm water. Seeing that he had drunk up, he began to say, "I don't know that you know so much about medical skills that even the female and male with dystocia can be saved."

Song QingHan's brain is empty now, and he has no idea. This is the sequela of his high-intensity operation.

If you put it in the past, midwifery and sewing is nothing, but the body is really too weak, just now it is overloaded.

He lay back on the bed, lazy way: "you don't know much to go, I am very strong, you should cherish."

Wu Dahu pauses, "um", nods heavily, and says to himself, "it is to cherish it."

When cooking dinner, Wu Dahu cooked the eggs brought by two Xiaoqing and put them into the cold bowl of Song Dynasty. The back end went to the room and called him up.

Song QingHan saw that there were eggs to eat, so he got up all of a sudden. He just felt something was wrong with eating and ran out.

Wu Dahu put down his bowl, looked at him calmly and asked, "what's the matter?"

Song QingHan picked his eyebrows and calmly said, "get out of the way."

Wu Dahu pretended to be puzzled, but he still deflected his body. He still blocked the bowl and said in a soft voice: "you have worked hard today. Have a good rest after dinner."

Seeing that he did not cooperate, song QingHan simply stretched out his hand and picked up the bowl on the ground.

"Boiled rice with water? You are cruel to yourself He sneered and put the bowl back into Wu Dahu's hands.

Wu Dahu was silent and said for a long time, "I'm on fire. I'll eat light."

Song QingHan thought for a moment. He didn't hunt much these days. He only sold some yams. Most of the money he got bought tools. He gave himself the remaining twenty coppers. No wonder he didn't have money to buy vegetables.

No, to be exact, it's not that you don't have money to buy vegetables, but you don't have enough money to buy your own food. What you give him is nothing less, even more abundant.

He's a little stuffy. It's hard to do without money!

Seeing song QingHan's ugly face, Wu Dahu couldn't help saying, "I'll go hunting tomorrow, and then I'll buy more vegetables..."

his voice gradually faded in Song QingHan's cold eyes and finally disappeared.

Song QingHan put most of the meat and vegetables in his bowl to him, but the eggs were not divided. He calmly said, "I have one, your child is one, you have no share. I can't eat the rest. You can eat it."

Finish saying, not allow Wu Dahu to refuse, turn back to the room.

Wu's heart, looking at the corner of the mouth, slowly draw back the warm water.

It's nice to have no memory of his husband.

When sleeping at night, song QingHan looked at the ceiling and suddenly said, "Wu Dahu, do you think about the future?"

Wu Dahu "um" a, tone serious: "I want to change a big house, and then take good care of you and the children."

Song QingHan Leng Leng Leng, did not expect that his "future" unexpectedly simple... Only three people.

"I..." song QingHan opened his mouth. He thought he would say something like "enjoy the heaven and earth", but in the end he said, "yes, so let's start to make money tomorrow and change to a big house."

Wu Dahu turned over, gave a heavy "um" sound, yawned, and said with sleepiness: "sleep, I'll earn you a big house tomorrow..."

Song QingHan laughs and feels sweet in his heart.

He thought that, as expected, he probably liked Wu Dahu.