Chapter 505

Book:Trash Son Is the Supreme Doctor Published:2024-6-2

When she opened her eyes, they were full of fear and despair.
But when she saw that it was Brucille who was lying on the bed and applying medicine, her eyes became very gentle again.
“Where is he?”
“Are you talking about the black eagle? I talked with him for a while, and then he felt that he was no match for me, so he left.”
Yao Yue did not believe such nonsense. “I don’t believe it. This guy obviously wants to kill you.”
“You’re right. He really wants to kill me, but he has to think about whether he has the ability to run away after being beaten by me. How do you feel now?”
Yao Yue stretched her body. “Fortunately, it would be even better if you stayed with me.”
“Okay, I’ll keep you company.”
Brucille really did what he said, so he spent the whole night with Yao Yue in the room.
Yao Yue also slept soundly. There was never a man who stayed by her bed all night. For this, she got a huge sense of security.
Brucille, who was lying on the single-person sofa, had a strange posture, which was a little similar to a baby curled up in the mother’s body. Looking at him like this, the sober Demonic Moon burst into laughter.
“Can you do it?”
Brucille stretched his back when he heard the voice. He felt as if he had been hit by a hand that had broken his tendons and bones. He moved his muscles and bones a little before returning to normal.
Looking at the little red face in front of him, it seemed that he had recovered well.
“It’s good that you’re fine. I’m fine.”
The expression in Yao Yue’s eyes when she looked at Brucille suddenly became a little more gentle. If the two of them didn’t have such an awkward identity, they would have long since gotten married.
But there were not so many “ifs” in the world.
After being taken care of by Xiao Mi for a night, Tang Qingyun, who woke up the next day, was also full of energy.
When he saw Brucille, he complained, “Brucille, to be honest, these people must be crazy. I originally thought that your family was safe, but now I don’t think so. I don’t know if you have any long-term plans to avoid such things happening again.”
Looking at the pitiful Tang Qingyun, Brucille concluded that he must have been frightened. Otherwise, how could he dare to rush into the kitchen to get a kitchen knife with his temper?
However, Brucille really could not give an appropriate answer to Tang Qingyun’s question.
He only said, “Qingyun, it’s impossible for me to stop them from coming. We need to make a long-term plan. Besides, the two beautiful women in our room are super masters. It’s almost impossible for us to meet them. Don’t worry.”
What Tang Qingyun didn’t worry about was bullshit. He saw with his own eyes how powerful the black eagle was. It knocked down the Demon Moon in a few moves and then began to attack Xiao Mi.
When he saw that Xiao Mi was about to fall, he rushed into the kitchen with a knife. Unfortunately, he fell down because he was too impatient and then fainted completely.
The two of them and the milk tea shop were busy, so Xiao Mi took him to work.
Brucille came to Tyrion, the father-in-law of the health center. “Dad, are you looking for me?”
“That’s right. Didn’t you have an associate Director of the School of Chinese Medicine before? His mother-in-law was very effective after taking your medicine. Now she introduced an aunt, saying that she had an old brain for you to see.”
Brucille looked at his father-in-law helplessly and said, “Dad, even until now, she hasn’t been able to take any good medicine for her Haishen disease. Traditional Chinese medicine has very little effect in this respect. I can do some acupuncture and massage for her so that the old man can keep more sober.”
“But the memory that has been incomplete and even lost can’t be found again. We must make it clear to prevent him from having high expectations.”
During the treatment and rescue process, Brucille had never boasted about his medical skills.
He deeply understood that as a doctor, he should be humble enough, and he couldn’t boast in front of patients.
Even if there were a thousand patients with the same disease, some people could live as if they were not sick, but some people were likely to die because of it.
The reason why it was concluded was that the difference in the temperature of the patient was too big. Even if it was a cold, the patient would probably use different doses or even different drugs.
More than half an hour later, Brucille saw the old man and found that the old man’s condition had been stabilized.
Recently, there was news that new medicine had been listed in the country, which was a piece of good news for patients with brain disease.
But even if the patient in front of him was seriously ill, he might not be able to solve the problem of recognition.
After a thorough examination, Brucille found that the old man had other complications.
“Aaron, the old man’s condition is basically confirmed. He doesn’t have any special treatment method. I can stop him from suffering from heart disease, but I can’t do anything to prevent him from suffering from severe brain disease or even suffering from severe brain disease.”
“You know better than me that this kind of disease can’t be without the care of the family.”
Aaron didn’t have much hope when he came, so he could only leave after taking the medicine.
When Tyrion walked in, he saw Brucille, whose face was full of disappointment.
“What’s wrong?”
“In fact, I don’t want to see such a patient, because I always have a sense of frustration. I think it would be great if there was no illness that couldn’t be cured one day.”
As an old doctor who had been working as a doctor for decades, Tyrion was also full of bitterness and helplessness. However, if he didn’t stop living, he would get sick constantly.
“Forget it, you are still young, and you have done a good job. Those who have been sentenced to death can continue their lives or even regain their lives in your hands, which is already a great merit.”
There was still a long queue outside the door. Yang Wanshi was able to initially diagnose the patient’s illness and then prescribed the medicine according to Brucille’s prescription.
Yang Wanshi was deeply trusted by her master, but this trust might put her in danger.
The patient in front of him was a woman in her early 20s. She was well-dressed and beautiful. After entering the door, Brucille smelled a pungent perfume.
What’s more, it was the strong floral fragrance that he didn’t like most.
Yang Wanshi asked with a smile, “What’s wrong with this sister?”
“Doctor, I’m not feeling well here.”
She pointed to her chest, and Yang Wanshi, who was also a woman, had already understood something.
She asked in a low voice, “Is it over?”
The woman said, “No, it’s against the law.”
Yang Wanshi let out an embarrassed sigh. She misunderstood him and said, “Master, feel your pulse.”
Brucille placed his hand on her wrist and felt her pulse. This pulse was strong and strong, and there was nothing wrong with it. There were indeed some lung diseases.
“The heat of the wind is harmful to the coughing of the lungs. The coating is thin and yellow, and the pulse is floating. In this way, you can take the mulberry leaves, chrysanthemum flowers to disperse the wind and evil, orange root, licorice to remove phlegm and cough, fresh lotus leaves to clear the heat of summer…”
Brucille wrote down Yang Wanshi’s prescription as he spoke. Very quickly, he wrote down the prescription.
“Wait a minute, I’ll get you some medicine.”
When Yang Shishi left, the woman suddenly gave a strange smile, and then a dagger came out of nowhere with her left hand and stabbed at Brucille’s throat.