Qiu Wuhen was surprised and happy. Could this be the legendary Mafei San used by Hua Tuo to scrape the bones for Guan Yu? At that time, local anesthesia should be used, because after Guan Yu was shot, Hua Tuo was asked to scrape the bones for him to cure his injuries while calmly playing chess. Only local anesthesia could be achieved. If he was drinking Mafei San with general anesthesia, he would be numb and play a chess.

Unexpectedly, the medicine gourd actually had Hua Tuo’s Ma Fei San prescription, which is a good thing.

Qiu Wuhen immediately said to the patient: "Wait a minute, I'll go and dispense the medicine to give you local anesthesia."

The patient nodded repeatedly, and his father and neighbor looked at each other. The injured old father asked, "Law Qiu, what does this anesthesia mean?"

It’s so pitiful. People in this era don’t even know what anesthesia is. When they encounter Jin trauma, bone injuries, etc., they rely on gritting their teeth and stubbornly. If they can’t stand it, they fainted. Of course, it can be imagined that many people died of painful shock.

Qiu Wuhen said: "Anesthesia means that after applying the medicine, it will no longer hurt."

The three of them looked at each other with suspicious eyes: "Can there be medicine that can be applied without pain?"

"Others don't have it, I have it. Hehe, you are lucky to meet me."

Qiu Wuhen walked behind the medicine cabinet and began to prepare Mafei San Decoction.

His movements were very fast and it was ready in a while. A small bowl of Mafei San soup was released. Dip a clean brush into the Mafei Soup and apply it to the patient's affected area. This thing cannot be touched by your hands, otherwise the whole hand will be numb.

After applying it, waiting for a while, Qiu Wuhen moved the injured person's feet again, remained indifferent, but looked at Qiu Wuhen with a horrified look: "I... why can't I feel my legs hurt?"

The other people were all overjoyed when they heard this. Oh my God, there is really a kind of thing in this world that doesn’t hurt if you wipe it? It’s so amazing.

These people looked at Qiu Wuhen with awe.

Niu Shui Gon was focused on practicing calligraphy. If the master didn't call him, he wouldn't care about other things. However, he was not very good at using a brush, which made his hands full of ink. The brush was dipped too much ink and dripped down, and the straw paper and pants were smeared in a large piece.

After the anesthesia, Qiu Wuhen began to rectify the bones.

He grabbed the patient's feet again, and at this time, a white breath finally emerged from the Chinese medicine gourd in his mind, which quickly spread along his shoulders to his palms.

Qiu Wuhen immediately felt that his hands were completely uncontrollable, but his movements were extremely agile and quick. He then accurately pulled the patient's soles back to his normal position before dislocation.

Qiu Wuhen was really overjoyed. There is no need to worry about any skills that require hand-treatment.

It's quite good to be a hand-off manager.

He was surprised, and the injured father and neighbor were even more surprised. Especially the injured, he moved his ankle and said, "I thought it would hurt so much! Why can't I feel the pain at all? It's like wearing socks."

The injured father said, "Look at your feet, it has returned to normal."

Looking down, the patient had completely recovered. His entire soles of his feet were dislocated backwards, and his calf bones were almost poked into the middle of the soles of his feet, which looked very strange and terrifying. But now he has returned to the back of his feet, which makes people feel much more comfortable in terms of appearance.

Qiu Wuhen pointed to the ground and said, "You can get out of bed and move around now, no problem."

"Really? Can I really leave?"

"Try it."

The injured man got out of bed and first tried to touch the ground with his toes, grinning, ready to shout. But there was no pain for a long time. Then he landed his entire soles on the ground in confusion and limped forward a few steps.

When he found that there was no pain at all, he was relieved to step on the ground. As a result, he even walked several steps without any obstacles, and even when he walked behind, he was about to jump up.

His father quickly told him to be careful not to be hurt again.

He stopped happily and bowed to Qiu Wuhen and said, "Thank you, Doctor Qiu, you are so wonderful. After sprained your foot in the city, I once found a doctor who specialized in treating bruises and injuries. It made me spend a lot of money like killing a pig. In the end, the foot was not cured. He said he couldn't see it, so he asked me to find another doctor, so I came to find Doctor Qiu. But then again, that doctor was also a good doctor."

The neighbor asked curiously: "He can't cure your feet, why are you still good doctor?"

"Good conscience."

"That's right, some doctors can't see a doctor but are blind. Just to make money and delay the patient's illness. It's better to say that it can't be cured earlier, so you can find someone else. A doctor who knows himself is also a good doctor."

The injured nodded and said, "But it's better for doctors who can cure diseases. I just pulled it like this. Not only did it not hurt, but it was also done so quickly. It's really my blessing."

The neighbor quickly reminded him: "Blessings are blessings. Be careful if the medicine is enough? If not, why not, why not send your wife to Qiu Langzhong to sell him as a slave to save the medicine money, haha!"

The injured person laughed dryly. This was just a joke to the neighbors, but not to the injured villagers. His heart was still hanging. It wouldn't be really expensive, right? He was not worried about paying off his wife's debt, but it was too expensive. However, after all, he cured his legs, and no matter how expensive it was, it was better than a lame leg. He kept the green mountains and was not afraid of burning.

He gritted his teeth, took out the purse from his arms and placed it on the table, spread it open, with a small piece of silver and some copper coins inside. He said, "Lang Qiu, I only have so much money, I will give it all to you. Can you see? I can't take out any more."

Qiu Wuhen smiled, reached out and took five copper coins from it, and said, "Five mins are enough, no need to do it if you have too much. I don't charge any money for medical treatment. But I charge a five-money fee for acupuncture and bone sequencing. You can take away the rest."

He pushed the remaining money to the injured.

The injured man was shocked. His father and his neighbor looked at each other, unable to believe his eyes.

Is there still a doctor who has sent the money to the door these days? I wish I could have a few more cents. Unexpectedly, the doctor Qiu was not greedy for money and returned all the money.

The injured person was overjoyed and was not polite. He quickly collected the money. He was happy, ashamed and grateful, and said, "Lang Qiu, you are really kind-hearted and treat the patient as a relative. I am convinced of you. I am from Xiaguan Village. I will make you famous. I will tell the people in the village about this and come to you for any disease in the future."

The injured father said, "You don't want to come to find Qiu Langzhong. In this village, there is no other medicine shop except him? You can't just go to the county town."

The neighbor also joked: "Isn't it? Your words are purely just to be favored and not to be real at all."

"I think it's real, people don't want it! Didn't I give the money? Qiulang is kind in the center and knows that we are poor people, so he can't bear to ask for our money."

The injured father admired Qiu Wuhen's medical skills and asked Qiu Wuhen tentatively: "Dr. Qiu, you are so skillful in medical skills. Can you give me some advice and how can you live for a hundred years?"

"Drinke less!"

"I don't drink any wine."

"Eat less fatty."

"I believe in Buddhism and never eat meat."

"Touch women less."

"I always stick to the lust and caution."

"Then why are you living a hundred years old?"

“…”

The poor old man, who was puzzled by the question, followed his son and the neighbor left.

Qiu Wuhen sat back behind the bench. This incident just now was actually a reward for him. Because he knew that he could perform bone sequencing and mastered Mafei San, does this mean that he could have surgery in the future? After all, traditional Chinese medicine is a blank in surgical operations. He immediately said to the medicine gourd in his mind: "Can I prepare antibacterial drugs and disinfectants for surgical treatment?"

He was anxious about gains and losses waiting for the answer.
Chapter completed!