The old Chinese doctor in the courtyard

Chapter 192: Strengthening the Righteousness and Fuyang

The so-called medical skill has a heart, that is, when taking medicine, it must be in line with the family situation of the patient. This is also a major hurdle for doctors, and it is also a major hurdle that many people cannot pass.

Because if you step over it, you will lose a large amount of income.

In order to make money to leave the root of the disease, in order to cure the disease, spend half of your income, this cycle is somewhat frustrating.

This is also the disadvantage of traditional Chinese medicine that does not please some people. For thousands of dollars of medicine, you have to use half a piece of ginger to block the door. It is really annoying.

There are too many people who spend thousands of dollars on medicines for fun, which has aroused public outrage, and Chinese medicine will naturally be criticized.

Seeing that Li Shengli's face was relaxed and he was sitting on the examination seat, Master Liu spoke.

"Master, do you have a question?"

Mr. Liu didn't even mention Wang Zhi and his wife. The inheritance of his Liu family was in jeopardy, and the Wang family had fallen apart. If he could save the two women, even if he, the legitimate son of the Liu family, cared about the same sentiments.

If Wang Zhi dares to rely on his own heir, Master Liu won't mind letting her become a rough lady next to Li Shengli.

As for the inheritors of their own family who want to use Wang Zhi's Wang family inheritance, that is Wang Zhi's creation. Since the end of the Qing Dynasty, many inheritances have been lost, including the lineage of the imperial doctor Wang family.

In front of Mr. Liu, there is only the continuation of his family's inheritance. As for Wang Zhi, he is a real outsider.

“There will probably be influenza around the year before and after New Year’s. Although the symptoms are not obvious now, it’s better to be prepared.

I plan to let him drink ginger soup for a few days first, and then use Dabai if he has symptoms. If not, he can use cinnamon twig soup or add flavor.

If that doesn't work, we can only ask Ma Fengxia from Madianji to come over and get an anti-inflammatory shot, but we have no idea why this Western medicine is anti-inflammatory. "

As soon as Li Shengli explained his general idea, Mr. Liu frowned. The statement of his successor was consistent with both traditional Chinese medicine and traditional Chinese medicine.

But as far as the conditions in Wali are concerned, ginger soup is a bit unnecessary. If you have symptoms, use Dabai instead of Guizhi soup.

"Master, isn't the ginger soup a bit redundant?"

Not understanding what Li Shengli was thinking, Liu Ye tried it out.

Mr. Liu's question made Li Shengli raise his eyebrows, which seemed to be a bit of a conspiracy.

"Normally, I would be a bit nosy, but I am the resident doctor in Wali, so this is my job.

Caixia, go to the village department and ask your father to call Madianji and ask their village health worker Ma Fengxia to come to Wali. I have something to explain. "

Listening to his heir, ordering the health workers of a large village with thousands of people, Mr. Liu grinned.

Although Li Shengli is a resident doctor with a temporary medical certificate, he is not qualified to order health workers in Madianji.

After all, there is no subordinate relationship between the two villages, and the resident doctor in a hundred households may not be any better than the health worker in a village with a thousand people.

The heir of his family can speak so naturally and with a commanding tone, which is in line with Master Liu's plan for him.

No matter what industry or industry, people are the key. Madianji, a large village with more than a thousand households, has at least 5000 people.

Where did the strength and power come from? It was built up by people. Although I didn't know that Li Shengli had made the entire Madianji an agent for selling estimated clothes.

But from his words, Master Liu could tell that he wanted to develop his power.

"Master, the village is not very particular. Is this Ma Fengxia..."

After Zhao Caixia left, Mr. Liu glanced at Li Yinghong and Xiao Feng behind him, and whispered in Li Shengli's ear about the dirty things between men.

Nowadays, people in the team really can't help but eat meat and vegetables, and stomach problems are a big problem.

If it is not possible in Madianji today, five pounds of millet can bring a wife home. Of course, this must be a serious wife.

But there are many things that five pounds of millet can do. Listening to the tone of the old man and old woman in Wali, and looking at the livelihood of a lazy wife, Li Shengli is not unfamiliar with this.

"You have been old for the past two years, don't let me succeed?
I'm still growing up, so don't mess with some of them.

These two years are related to my future life span. You don’t want me to be a short-lived ghost, right? "

Li Shengli's some mysterious topics really made Mr. Liu's heart tremble. Health care is a compulsory course in traditional Chinese medicine, and the Liu family became famous in the Republic of China not by means of febrile diseases, but also by health care methods.

Traditional Chinese medicine doctors are not allowed to suffer from acute illnesses or congenital defects, and they rarely die early. Mr. Shi, who is in his eighties, is a perfect example.

Lifespan is also one of the qualifications in the field of traditional Chinese medicine. No matter how good your talent and medical skills are, if they are gone early, only legends will remain, which will have little effect on the inheritance of the Liu family.

Mr. Liu's expression changed, and Li Shengli also remembered a public case.

Li Shengli also has some knowledge of the average life expectancy over the years.

At this time, the average life expectancy is only 50 to 60 years. By the 70s, it will be almost [-] years old. In the [-]s, it will be close to [-] years old. After the [-]s, it will be upwards of [-] years old.

Difficult times are a trap that lowers the average life expectancy, but the popularity of barefoot doctors may not be one of the important reasons for the gradual increase in average life expectancy.

Among them, Li Shengli knows how much Chinese medicine has contributed. After the popularization of barefoot doctors, Li Shengli knows the reason for the large surplus of medical insurance.

It's just that the reason behind it is something that many people don't want to mention in the future. Half a piece of ginger can block thousands of dollars in income, which many people don't want to see.

Making medicine into a pig-killing plate is something Li Shengli doesn't want to see, but there must be trade-offs. Now is not the time to make trade-offs. Even if it is a trade-off, it is not his business. For him, half of the ginger must be used. .

"Sure, I listen to you. I also have some secret health-preserving recipes from the palace at home. Can you use them?"

Hearing that Mr. Liu had changed the topic of Ma Fengxia, Li Shengli nodded. It would be better for the old man not to pull strings randomly.

Li Shengli didn't catch a cold very much when it came to health-preserving prescriptions. Those were not prescriptions that a [-]- or [-]-year-old should take. For him now, the most important thing is dietary supplements.

Medicines are three parts poisonous. No matter how safe the prescription is, if it becomes a habit, it will leave hidden dangers. It is better to let nature take its course and eat and drink as you should. "Master Liu, I have passed my age by taking supplements.

Let’s make it delicious and drinkable first. It’s not even about being delicious or spicy, but supplementing it. Isn’t that nonsense?

However, if there is medicinal wine or the like, you can still try it..."

Fang Zi, who rejected Mr. Liu, made some medicinal wine. Zhao Mankui from the village department also followed his daughter into the infirmary and waved to Li Shengli. He had something to say.

Putting the pulse pillow and other items he had just taken out into the medicine box, Li Shengli stood up and walked out of the infirmary.

"Shengli, your sister-in-law's matter has been decided. In three days, she will report to the commune.

The Wali stall is still under her control. This time, not only our family has accepted your great favor, but also the village.

The district gave [-] tons of manure coupons. The district had to clean up the manure a year ago, and the village had to move back.

In the spring, if you add some fodder and mix it together, you can produce a thousand loads of manure. If these thousand loads of manure are spread evenly, it can increase the yield of a hundred acres of land by at least [-] to [-]%.

The two to three thousand kilograms of grain for next year have been obtained. "

Li Shengli could still understand Zhao Mankui when he talked about things in the commune, but he couldn't understand when it came to feces stamps.

He knew that shit was sold at the village market, but he had never heard of shit tickets.

He opened his mouth and inquired about Zhao Mankui. It turned out that there was a department in the commune that he had never heard of, called the manure management station. A large part of the commune's manure and compost was managed by this department.

Public toilets in the city are not something you can just pay for. Nowadays, sanitation is called a cleaning management office, and the excrement and urine in public toilets are the means of production.

In addition to the manure stamps, there are also the urine stamps. These fertilizers are also distributed at different levels.

For public toilets in the urban-rural fringe area, the village brigade may be able to secretly collect some. If you go to the city to clean public toilets and collect feces, you may be labeled as a thief of public property.

Thinking about the random discharge of sewage and sewage treatment in the future, it is better to integrate urban and rural areas now, which can be regarded as making the best use of everything.

This matter was not under the control of traditional Chinese medicine. Li Shengli just thought about it for a moment and put it in the back of his mind.

"Brother, I see that many elderly people in the village have coughs. The flu season is high around the year and after that. Let the villagers drink some ginger soup.

Regarding this matter, the village department needs to organize people to write something. The prevention and treatment of influenza is also something that can be used.

Section Chief Xie of the district health bureau, let me contact you, maybe Wali can report again! "

Leaving aside irrelevant matters such as feces and tickets, Li Shengli talked about his own business.

Resident doctors must also make a difference. Taking action against tuberculosis and peasant diseases on their own would be a bit of a claptrap.

Ginger soup is good at preventing and treating influenza. It is a reasonable experience to have a good experience, and it will not have much impact on my future.

"This is a good thing. I still have some ginger left over from the commune I applied for last time. People who work can drink ginger soup together."

After the advice of his younger brother Li Shengli and his wife Ma Fenglan, and the guidance of his superiors, Zhao Mankui no longer has any reserve in his thoughts.

In the past few days, he has been thinking about the leader's words. Leading a village is similar to leading a team. Without combat effectiveness, everything is empty talk.

When leading a village, the most basic thing is to ensure that all members have enough to eat and live a good life. As long as it does not violate the big principles, even small ones can be called flexible thinking and good tactics in the army.

In a small mountain village like Wali, relying on digging the soil for food, they will not be able to eat enough for two lifetimes.

The private land in the mountains is actually a manifestation of flexible thinking. The three-thirds of land mentioned above has increased at least ten times in Wali. Some families have a lot of labor. The average mountain farmland is seven or eight acres per capita. It is just related to the land. Zhao Mankui has not thought about it before. .

Now that I think about it, having so much private land is a selfish idea that cannot be put on the table.

But the reality is before us. Without the private land in the mountains, the commune members in Wali will not have enough to eat.

Madianji, a large village with more than a thousand households, was forced to do business. His own ideological constraints made him feel ashamed now that he thought about it.

No matter how we do it, it is the most basic thing to ensure that the members are not hungry. If people are hungry, it will be difficult to manage.

Reporting in Xiaocun would not only gain face, but also provide practical benefits to the commune and the district. When he heard that Li Shengli was going to play a new trick, Zhao Mankui, who had learned a lesson, immediately agreed.

Moreover, we have also made some divergences, turning the original business of each household into a collective business.

Although a bowl of ginger soup is small, it can bring tangible benefits to Wali when it is prepared.

If this matter is reported and the district rewards hundreds of loads of manure, the members will have an easier time next year.

"Brother, this is a good idea. I asked Ma Fengxia from Madianji to come to Wali to talk about this matter.

Isn’t my sister-in-law going to the commune?
This bowl of ginger soup should be regarded as my sister-in-law's certificate of nomination. It's a bit outrageous to say that the certificate of nomination is the first thing a new official needs to do when he takes office.

I will give the first fire to my sister-in-law first. "

Many things, even if they are taken seriously, involve a lot of aspects when thinking about a bowl of ginger soup.

Ma Fengxia from Madianji came to support her sister Ma Fenglan, but they were from the same district.

Ma Fenglan advocated it in the commune, and Ma Fengxia, who was nearby the commune, responded directly, setting off a wave of influenza prevention and control in the district, and it was a matter of course.

"Brother, I'm really impressed by you. I asked you to squeeze this bowl of ginger soup, but there is no soup left."

After listening to what Li Shengli said, Zhao Mankui was really convinced this time. This little brother's vision was boundless.

He didn't mention the fact that his daughter-in-law had entered the commune, just because he was afraid that there would be some juice left in the ginger soup for the commune cadres. Now the Wali family would basically eat it all.

(End of this chapter)