Great Chinese Doctor

Steal a child?

Qin Qing also looked in the direction of the sound and saw an unusual commotion on the busy street. A wretched-looking man was holding a child tightly and was being forced into a car.

"Mother--"

The child burst into tears and struggled hard, trying to break free from the traffickers' control, but the traffickers were adults after all and suppressed his struggle with one hand.

The people watching the scene reacted and began to feel the chaos and urgency. Some brave people tried to intervene and take the child back, but the trafficker appeared very tough and pulled out a dagger from his arms.

Now, no one dared to approach, and they could only watch as the traffickers stuffed the child into the car and prepared to escape.

The child's mother stumbled after him, crying and shouting as she ran, her face full of helplessness and despair.

"Child, my child, please don't take my child away, someone please save my child, please save my child——"

Qin Qing's eyes also flashed. Seeing that the car door was about to close, she grabbed a peanut from the stall next to her, flicked her fingers, infused a trace of true energy, and suddenly shot it towards the hand that was about to close the car door.

"what--"

The human trafficker screamed, and looking at his hands that were swollen like a bun, he was so angry that he almost jumped down and cursed.

"What are you still standing there for? Close the door quickly." Seeing that he was still screaming, the driver yelled in anger.

Qin Qing would not give them a chance to escape. He immediately rushed over and pulled the driver out of the car window.

Listening to the driver's swearing, she kicked him in the mouth. Seeing his mouth full of blood, she nodded with satisfaction.

The people watching the excitement around suddenly saw this scene and didn't react. Qin Qing opened the back door again, took the opportunity to take the child out, and casually handed it to the people watching the excitement nearby.

There was suddenly a child in her arms, and the onlookers were all confused.

"Bitch, you ruined my plan." The human trafficker was so angry when he saw someone ruining his plan that he picked up a dagger and stabbed Qin Qingye.

hiss~

When the people around saw this, they gasped, screamed in fear, and stepped back.

Qin Qing also turned slightly to the side and chopped the trafficker's wrist with a knife in one hand. With a clang, the dagger fell to the ground. Qin Qing turned around and punched the trafficker again, making him dizzy.

Seeing that he was no longer a threat, the crowd of onlookers rushed forward and pinned the human trafficker to the ground.

The trafficker was pinned to the ground, his face flushed red, his eyes full of cruelty and viciousness, "Ah, let me go, you are looking for death, damn it, let me go quickly——"

After dealing with the human traffickers, Qin Qing can retire with his mission accomplished.

Jishidiang Chinese Medicine Clinic.

When Qin Qing arrived at the clinic, there were three anxious people standing at the door. The skinny man among them was Meng An.

Seeing her coming, Meng An immediately came forward excitedly.

"Dr. Qin, you are finally here. I am Meng An, the one with breast cancer. These are my parents. They are here to take care of me."

Qin Qing also glanced at them, then looked at his sickly face, nodded, and opened the door of the clinic, "Come in, I'll check you first, and I'll tell you the details after the check."

"Okay, please help Doctor Qin."

Seeing Meng An follow him into the clinic, Meng An's parents looked at each other, their eyes full of grayness and despair.

Before coming, the son repeatedly reminded them that the miracle doctor was a young person. They didn't pay much attention to it and just thought it was someone between 2 and 30 years old. Who would have thought that it was a girl under 20 years old.

This finally dashed their hopes.

Before the consultation, Meng's mother asked Qin Qingye carefully, "Doctor, can my son's disease really be cured? This is cancer, and even surgery can't cure it. How are you going to treat it?"

"Yes!"

Father Meng's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and then he said worriedly, "Little doctor, cancer is a terminal illness. Can you really cure it? We are not afraid of spending money, but we just think whether it is worth spending the money. If it can be cured, let alone 20, I can add another 10. But if it can't be cured--"

He didn't say anything else, but the threat was obvious.

Qin Qing didn't care about their attitudes. He smiled and said, "Don't worry. I will do my best to treat him for the 30 yuan. Besides, his condition is not that bad. It will only take a month or so. You just need to prepare the money."

Qin Qing also said so, and Meng An's parents finally felt relieved.

"Put your hand out, I'll feel your pulse!"

Meng An obediently stretched out his hand, and Qin Qing placed her white jade fingers on his pulse. After a few seconds, she slowly withdrew her hand and looked at Meng An.

"I can see that you continued chemotherapy after the surgery. Now you are weak and tired, have no appetite, are thin and weak, have dry mouth and little saliva, and are short of breath when you move. Not only that, your breast pain extends to your shoulders and back. Are there cloud-like red and purple papules at the surgery site? Gradually, there are clusters of blisters the size of green beans, arranged in a band. Yes or no?"

Mother Meng nodded hurriedly, and excitedly stretched out her hand to tear open her son's clothes to show Qin Qing, "Yes, yes, Xiao An, you quickly show the wound to the doctor--"

Qin Qing also hurriedly stopped him, "That's not necessary. I already know whether to see it or not. Let's talk about this disease first!"

She looked at Meng An.

"Your disease is caused by liver and kidney yin deficiency, internal fire, and liver depression turning into fire. The treatment should be to clear the liver and release heat, and use heavy sedatives to relieve pain. I will prescribe you a prescription first, including Sichuan turmeric, rose, green peel, red and white peony root, silkworm, angelica, and trillium--"

"This is a treatment for breast cancer after surgery. Take it in decoction, one dose per day. You can get the medicine here later."

"Also, the prescription for treating your herpes is: Gentiana, Scutellaria, Cortex Moutan, Radix Rehmanniae, Herba Hedyotis, Rhizoma Alismatis, Fried Plantago, Radix Isatidis, Folium Isatidis --"

"As long as you take it for one month, the herpes will scab over and there will be no residual skin pigmentation or skin irritation."

"Can it be cured by taking medicine?" Meng's mother asked uncertainly.

Qin Qing also looked at her and shook his head.

"Of course not. Chinese medicine plays a supporting role. It can nourish qi and blood, strengthen the spleen and kidneys, resolve phlegm and detoxify. The body is too weak after surgery and cannot be supplemented. Only acupuncture can complement each other and achieve recovery."

"Come with me. I will give you acupuncture first, and then boil the medicine to slowly treat the cancer cells in your body."

She stood up and led Meng An and his family to a small bed, "Take off your shirt and lie down."

Meng An thought of the knife wound on his body and looked at Qin Qingye's face. For a moment, he felt very inferior, but in order to survive, he didn't care about anything else.

He lay on the small bed, his eyes following Qin Qingye's movements, and saw her picking up five silver needles in one hand.

As the needle tip approached, an indescribable feeling of fear suddenly came over him and his heart beat faster, as if an invisible hand was tightly grasping his heart.

He felt dizzy, his vision was blurred, and the next second, everything went black before his eyes and he instantly lost consciousness.

Qin Qing also widened his eyes and asked in surprise: "He is afraid of needles?"