In the afternoon, Zhou Ziwen woke up from his sleep and looked at the time. It was already past two o'clock.
The Chen sisters beside me have already gone to work.
Stretching, Zhou Ziwen got up from the kang.
When he came to the yard, he observed the seeds planted yesterday. After finding that there were no problems, he watered them a little.
In order to make these vegetables grow faster, he is going to get some fertilizer.
Although his planting skills have not yet started, he still knows how to mix simple fertilizers.
The materials are all ready-made and can be obtained in the village.
Just when he was preparing to prepare fertilizer, Zhu Jianguo came to his door.
As soon as he saw him, Zhou Ziwen knew that business was coming to his door.
"Brother Jianguo, what's wrong?" Zhou Ziwen asked.
"Ziwen, Uncle Huang in the village got a big cut on his foot. I'm afraid I can't handle it well..." Zhu Jianguo said a little embarrassed.
“Let me go take a look!”
After Zhou Ziwen put down what he was doing and left Tayun and Xiao Budian to look after the house, he turned around and left with Zhu Jianguo.
That’s how hygienists like them are. When there is a patient, no matter what they are doing, they have to take care of the patient first.
After all, saving people is like putting out fires. Sometimes a little delay can mean a life.
Fortunately, the situation this time was not serious, it was just a cut.
"Brother Jianguo, you will handle it later, I will watch from the side." On the way to the clinic, Zhou Ziwen said to Zhu Jianguo.
"Uncle Huang's wound is a bit big, I'm afraid I can't do it!" Zhu Jianguo looked embarrassed.
"It's okay, everyone has a first time. No matter how big the wound is, the treatment method is the same. Don't worry, I'm watching from the side!" Zhou Ziwen encouraged.
“Well, if I do something wrong later, you have to remind me!”
With Zhou Ziwen's encouragement, Zhu Jianguo was somewhat moved.
This kind of opportunity to get started is rare for him.
If he had never dealt with such a big wound before, he could handle it himself.
"Yes." Zhou Ziwen nodded, and then said a few words of encouragement.
On the way, he already knew the patient's condition very well.
It was Uncle Huang in the village who was accidentally scratched by a stone while working.
The wound is not deep, just a bit long, about a finger long.
With Zhu Jianguo’s medical skills, this minor injury can be completely treated.
After the discussion, the health room also arrived.
Let Zhu Jianguo practice. This kind of thing must not be said in front of others, and can only be discussed outside.
Moreover, even if Zhu Jianguo was asked to deal with such a minor injury, he wouldn't say much.
When they came to the health room, Uncle Huang was wrapping his feet with a sweat towel, but now the sweat towel was full of blood, which looked a bit scary.
Beside him, there was a woman looking at him worriedly.
This is Uncle Huang and his wife, whom Zhou Ziwen also knows.
As soon as she saw them coming in, Uncle Huang's wife hurriedly stood up and said anxiously to Zhou Ziwen.
"Zhou Zhiqing, please help my old Huang take a look. His foot was cut."
"It's okay. It's just a small injury. It will be fine after sewing it up."
" Brother Jianguo can handle this kind of wound, no need to call me."
Zhou Ziwen's face was calm, and his calm tone was reassuring.
“But...”
Hearing this, Uncle Huang's wife looked a little embarrassed.
We are all from the same village and we all know each other very well. Which one of Zhou Ziwen and Zhu Jianguo's medical skills is better has long been spread in the village.
When it comes to seeing a doctor, you definitely want someone with good medical skills.
"Why don't you show it to Uncle Huang, Ziwen!" Before Zhou Ziwen could answer, Zhu Jianguo spoke first.
"Brother Jianguo, you..." Zhou Ziwen was stunned. He had clearly agreed just now, but why did he shrink back.
"Hey, Uncle Huang's wound is indeed a bit big, and I'm not too sure. You'd better treat it for him!" Zhu Jianguo shook his head calmly.
In fact, he was not in a good mood. After all, as a health worker in the village, others were unwilling to let him see it. This in itself was a kind of doubt about him and his medical skills.
But Zhu Jianguo himself has no confidence, and his medical skills are indeed not good.
Judging from the expressions of Uncle Huang and his wife, they were obviously unwilling to let him handle it.
Although this opportunity is a bit rare, Zhu Jianguo is also a face-saving person. If someone doesn't want it, he can't force it!
“Okay then!”
Seeing his expression, Zhou Ziwen probably guessed what he was thinking.
He was also helpless about this.
He felt that Zhu Jianguo was too careful.
That is to say, with him here, if it were another village, it would be nice to have a health worker, so how dare you be picky!
Some hygienists encounter patients who cannot be treated, but because the situation is urgent, they have to do it even if they cannot.
Even if the disease cannot be cured, it is not because of a lack of medical skills. It is only because of the patient's poor life.
However, life in Dabazi Village is better because of the unexpected existence of Zhou Ziwen.
If it weren’t for Zhou Ziwen, they probably wouldn’t be so picky.
Suturing the wound was a trivial matter to Zhou Ziwen.
First I cleaned Uncle Huang's wound, then disinfected it, and then started to suture it.
Zhou Ziwen's hands were very steady and his movements were fast. He sewed up the wound in three strokes.
Zhu Jianguo couldn't take his eyes away from the fine sutures, and he wanted to drill his eyes into Uncle Huang's feet.
“Ziwen, you sew so beautifully.” Zhu Jianguo couldn’t help but say.
"Haha, just practice more. If you have nothing to do, you can practice by yourself. Potatoes, pumpkins, and cabbages can all be used as tools for practice."
Zhou Ziwen reminded.
“Why didn’t I expect that!”
Hearing this, Zhu Jianguo was immediately surprised.
In fact, this is no wonder for him. Although most doctors know this technique, who told him that he only had a short training!
Without professional study, I don’t even know this common sense technique.
"Haha, don't you know it now!" Zhou Ziwen said while applying ointment to Uncle Huang.
He made this ointment some time ago to help heal wounds. This is the first time he has used it.
In fact, the reason why Zhou Ziwen worked so hard to make the ointment was to facilitate patients and to accumulate experience.
Although he is not a professional doctor, he also has medical ethics.
It is also his expectation to help patients recover faster.
And to test the effect of the ointment, it also needs to be tested on patients.
He would not miss such a good opportunity.
Of course, he will not do anything without conscience.
This kind of ointment, even if it has no effect after applying his ointment, there will be no adverse reactions.
Besides, his prescriptions are all deduced from the on-hook panel.
In this regard, he trusts the panel even more than himself.
The magic of the panel is not something that a mortal like him can understand. (End of this chapter)