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Chapter 8: There is a Cousin Who Has a Grumpy Temperament

Just as Wang Zheng was in a daze, the pregnant woman sat on the chair, stretched her right wrist over, and then asked, "Doctor, please show me."

Wang Zheng nodded and said, "Is it a month since the child?"

The pregnant woman hesitated for a while and calculated accurately that she was indeed one month old. However, even if she was a month old, her belly was still not obvious. The doctor knew that she was one month old without taking the pulse.

It seems that this doctor is still of a good standard.

"Have you done a heavy work recently and fell down?" Wang Zheng judged that from the naked eye b-ultrasound image, the fetus in the pregnant woman's belly was a little abnormal, which should be caused by this reason.

The pregnant woman nodded and replied: "I did fall a few days ago and shed a little blood."

"That's it. This fall has caused the fetal position to be incorrect..."

Just as Wang Zheng wanted to tell the condition, he heard the pregnant woman ask: "Doctor, do you know, is this boy or girl in her belly?"

Is this a visit to the doctor or to identify the gender?

"I have medical ethics. I won't tell you if I identify the gender of the fetus." Wang Zheng shook his head. This pregnant woman didn't care about her own illness, but she had to care about the gender of the child. However, Wang Zheng thought that it was understandable in this ancient times.

If you give birth to a boy in the family, your status will naturally be self-evident.

The pregnant woman curled her lips and said disdainfully: "I don't think you know."

In fact, Wang Zheng can't see it now. After all, what he can see now is just version 1.0 of the B-ultrasound image, and can only be based on inference. But if Wang Zheng knew it, he wouldn't say it. If he really wanted to tell the gender, then the fetus in the abdomen might have lost his life.

After all, the pregnant woman asked about her gender as soon as she came, and she did not take her condition seriously at all.

"What would you do if I said it was a boy?"

"If it were a boy, I would take good care of my body and give birth to him intact."

"What if it's a daughter?"

The pregnant woman did not answer, but her expression told Wang Zheng that if she was a daughter, she would definitely not have been born.

Finally, Wang Zheng did not wait for the pregnant woman to answer and continued: "Your fetal position is not right now. If you let this develop, it will be a bit ugly. I am afraid that you will not be able to give birth."

As soon as these words were said, the pregnant woman was scared and sweated in a cold sweat and immediately said, "Doctor, don't talk nonsense. My husband's family is full of expectations for this child. If I can't give birth to a boy, I..."

"Don't worry, if you listen to me and do what I said, I will guarantee the safety of the mother and son in the future."

"Doctor, please tell me the gender of the child in my belly."

"In fact, it's the same for a boy or a girl." Wang Zheng replied calmly. In his era, men and women were equal.

"Different." The pregnant woman said loudly, and she could tell how important a man is to him.

Wang Zheng shook his head. This was after all, it was ancient times, and it was indeed different to give birth to boys and girls.

"Okay, if you listen to me, I guarantee that your chances of having a boy are 70%. " Wang Zheng had no choice. If this pregnant woman kept pestering like this, would he still be able to see a doctor today?

He also needs to build the Wang Family Hospital in a short period of time, at least he has a certain reputation and fame in Xishan City, so that he can go to Xiliao and find out the poison he was infected with.

"Doctor, are you serious?"

Wang Zheng nodded and said, "Five months later, come to me and I will tell you the answer."

In fact, saying this is also a way to give pregnant women hope. As for whether it is a boy or a girl, Wang Zheng really doesn’t know now and can’t tell.

However, if the level of the b-ultrasound image can be improved, it should be seen.

Wang Zheng thought of the b-ultrasound image and suddenly slapped his head and said to himself: "If this level is increased, will we be able to test the blood directly? Then I will be able to see my poison?"

He nodded and affirmed his thoughts.

"Doctor Wang, what's wrong with you?" The pregnant woman asked when she saw Wang Zheng in a daze.

"Oh, what's your name? I'll register it for you." Wang Zheng came to his senses and thought it was just right. After all, it was inevitable that this matter would be about his life.

"Zhang Xia."

"Okay, I'll write it down."

"Doctor, you just said that my fetal position is not correct, will it affect the birth of the child?" At this time, the pregnant woman who called Zhang Xia remembered to ask about her condition.

"Your fetus has a high chance of being a boy, so you can protect him well." Wang Zheng said this, giving Zhang Xia hope that he would be better for the fetus in his womb.

To treat a disease, the first thing to do is to treat the patient psychologically.

"Well, I will definitely take good care of you. Doctor, please prescribe some medicine for me."

"That's right. If you are sick, you need a doctor. This is how I will give you a pair of fetal pills. Remember not to do heavy work." Wang Zhengren was kind and righteous, and kindly persuaded him.

"Thank you, doctor." Zhang Xia thanked her, and her heart was full of hope.

After Zhang Xia left, a patient came from behind. This time he had a minor cold, but Wang Zheng still habitually showed the other party a b-ultrasound image.

"This seems to be clearer." Wang Zheng was surprised. The b-ultrasound image he could see in his eyes was clearer. This time it should have reached the level of clarity, that is, the b-ultrasound image he saw in his eyes has been upgraded to version 2.0.

"Is it because I just treated pregnant women, not only treating them with physical diseases, but also treating them with psychological diseases, so they have been upgraded?" Wang Zheng asked, but he finally affirmed that this should be to help patients cure their symptoms, and then they will be upgraded.

After reaching this conclusion, Wang Zheng continued to treat people. He saw more than a dozen patients in a row, and they basically had a minor cold, but he still checked the B-ultrasound image.

When it comes to version 2.0, it is indeed clear, but it is still a bit far from standard definition. Now that we have seen so many patients, we have also treated the other party. The clarity of the b-ultrasound image has only improved a little bit, and there is no effect.

"Just improve." Wang Zheng also has no high requirements, just improve.

As long as there is improvement, one day, he will see clearly and see the poison in his blood. Of course, he thought so. As for everything, I guess he will only know when he goes to Xiliao.

After one day, Wang Zheng saw more than fifty patients. Just as he was about to rest, a middle-aged and thin man walked in.

"Doctor, can you still treat me?"

Wang Zheng was shocked. This man was so thin.

"Look at how thin you are, let me show you."

I just said I wanted to treat the other party, but I saw the other party take out a small white pill and swallow it.

"Wait, what medicine did you take just now?" Wang Zheng was very familiar with this small white pill.

"Only this little white pill can relieve my pain."

"Then you keep taking it. I'm tired today and won't see a doctor." Wang Zhengdao, he found a very serious problem. This kind of small pill is like a drug, which makes people addicted. In this way, the people of the Song Dynasty will definitely collapse.

"Pharm can cause a country to decline, while medicine can make a country strong." Wang Zheng is not a politician, but he is a doctor and has medical ethics. He feels very sad when he sees these people taking such small drug pills.

But he didn't know who this little pill came from and what purpose those people wanted.

"You doctor, didn't you say you were free today? Why did you close the door just now when I came?"

"As long as you tell me where to buy this medicine, I can show you a doctor." Wang Zheng said. He had seen Mr. Ji take this small white pill, and he almost took it to Mrs. Feng at that time.

This little pill only has a paralytic effect and is addictive.

"Juxian Gambling House." The thin middle-aged man replied, without any shyness.

Wang Zheng nodded, and then said, "You are sick, go back and have a sleep, and you will be cured the next day." After Wang Zheng said that, he immediately closed the clinic's store.

The thin middle-aged man looked depressed. He was here to see a doctor, so how could he do this?

However, he did feel sleepy.

In fact, Wang Zheng knew that if the middle-aged man took too many small pills, his body's immunity would decrease and he would feel sleepy. Perhaps he would be uncomfortable if he gambled too much in the gambling shop and did not have a good rest.

Wang Zheng closed the door and returned home. Along the way, he was thinking that if such small pills continued to spread, the people of the Song Dynasty would really be destroyed in the future. This is the destruction of the nation and the destruction of the country.

Whether as a citizen of the Song Dynasty or as a doctor, Wang Zheng has the responsibility to resist this kind of disaster.

Wang Zheng had just returned to his room and was about to take a break. He went to the gambling house to check it out in the evening. As a result, before his butt was still hot, he heard the door outside was rushing hard by his feet.

"Miss cousin, the second young master has been sick for a day. He is tired and he is ready to rest." Qiao'er's gentle voice sounded.

"Get out." A rough voice roared at Qiaoer.

At this moment, Qiao'er had to stop Wang Zheng's door.

“Get out of here.”

"Don't let it go." Qiao'er was very persistent.

"Wang Zheng, if you don't open the door, I will break into the door, sister." These words are really domineering and domineering.

Wang Zheng was so upset by the sound that he was distraught.

"Who is so domineering?" Wang Zheng opened the door and cursed.

I saw a tall woman with her hands on her waist, wearing a man's clothes and her chest tightly wrapped, but even so, she still couldn't hide her charm.

"I'm so furious, you don't know."

"Girls' home, be gentle, can you do it?" Wang Zheng wiped his sweat and didn't want to say anything. Then he asked Qiao'er, "Qiao'er, who is this?"

It would be fine if I didn't ask. As soon as I asked, the woman with a bad temper immediately turned red and cursed: "Okay, Wang Zheng, you don't even know me, sister. I'm so good at treating you so well when I was a child. I'll give you osmanthus cake."

Wang Zheng: “…”

"Young Master, he is your cousin Miss Xia Zhi." Qiaoer whispered.

"I have a cousin with a bad temper?" Wang Zheng was crazy. Such a cousin could not stand it.

As soon as Wang Zheng said this, Xia Zhi gritted his teeth and clenched his fists in his hand.

Seeing this, Qiaoer immediately stood up and explained: "Miss Cousin, the second young master had his head hit the wall before, but he forgot about some of the previous things."

Hearing this, Xia Zhi was stunned. The fist in his hand slowly opened, stretched out, took out Wang Zheng's hair, and asked with concern: "Wang Zheng, are you okay with your head? I won't hit you in the future."

Wang Zheng was a little flattered for this sudden change.

"This woman is so weird." Wang Zheng shook his head with helpless look on his face.

"I'm fine." In the end, Wang Zheng couldn't help it and shouted.

Xia Zhi stopped.

Then he looked at Wang Zheng, took a breath and said, "It's fine." Then he returned to his previous appearance, put one hand on Wang Zheng's shoulder, and said domineeringly: "Wang Zheng, take me to have fun tonight?"

Wang Zheng looked confused, happy? You, as a daughter, are you so open?

"I mean, take me to meet your friends of literati and poets, drink and write poems." Xia Zhi looked embarrassed, as if she felt that she was saying it too much.

"I don't drink today, and I don't write poems, but I can take you to the gambling house tomorrow morning." Wang Zheng wanted to go and see where those small white pills came out and why Mr. Ji refused to say it.
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