Chapter 361: You Have This Ability Too?

“Is this the ointment Comrade Jiang used on his leg?” Shen Qianhe carefully took the two small bottles of ointment that Li Yiyi handed over and asked.

Li Yiyi nodded. “Yes, this ointment may look small, but just a little bit can cover a lot of area.”

Upon hearing her explanation, Shen Qianhe’s eyes lit up, and he looked at the two bottles with a loving, treasure-like expression.

“Got it, I’ll remember that. Dr. Li, thank you. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure these two bottles are used in the right places and won’t waste a single bit.”

Li Yiyi smiled. “I trust Dr. Shen’s integrity. If you find it useful, aside from the ointment, I also have a cooling ointment specifically for burns. It works quite well too. I hope it can help the patients at your hospital.”

“You can make that too?” Hearing that there was another type of ointment, Shen Qianhe looked at her in astonishment.

“A little. As traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, we all know a bit about making medicinal products,” she said humbly with a smile.

Shen Qianhe immediately picked up on her modesty.

“Dr. Li, you’re being too humble. I know my grandfather was also a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, but he didn’t know how to make things like this.” He said this with all seriousness.

At the side, Shen Qianhe’s Third Uncle heard his grandson speak ill of him and let out a grumpy sound, clearly displeased.

Having received the two precious bottles, Shen Qianhe was eager to return to the hospital. Realizing it was getting late, he politely declined the Jiang family’s invitation to stay for dinner and hurriedly hopped on the bicycle parked at Third Uncle’s house, racing toward the hospital.

After seeing him off, Li Yiyi turned around and happened to see Jiang Hong, who was fishing, returning with a big fish that weighed about four or five pounds.

Behind him, the Jiang family’s children followed, acting like little tails.

Jiang Yueyue, seeing her mother ahead, happily ran over. “Mom, Dad caught a really big fish!” she said, spreading her arms in an exaggerated manner.

Seeing the large fish in his hands, Li Yiyi was also surprised. “I didn’t expect there to be such big fish in the village pond!”

“Indeed. When I caught it, the villagers were all stunned. This big fish, I bought it. Didn’t you say you wanted to eat sour fish soup? I’ll clean it later.”

Li Yiyi walked beside him. “Sure, but please slice the fish thinly.”

“Of course, trust my knife skills,” Jiang Hong replied with a smile. The couple, completely in love, walked into the house as if no one else was around.

At the hospital, Shen Qianhe finally arrived, after rushing through traffic on his bicycle.

The orthopedic nurse saw him and warmly greeted him. “Dr. Shen, you’re back for the night shift?”

Shen Qianhe nodded at her, then called over another nurse. “How’s the patient in bed 21 doing?”

“The condition’s not good. The injury’s quite severe, and it’s been swelling more each day. Dr. Wu checked on it today, and if it continues to swell, surgery might be necessary,” the nurse replied with a worried expression.

Shen Qianhe nodded. “I understand. You go ahead and get back to work, I’ll go check on bed 21.”

He then headed to the nearby doctor’s office. After changing into his white coat and grabbing a stethoscope and the bottle of ointment, he walked toward the patient’s room.

He directly went to the side of bed 21.

The family member who was keeping watch by the patient’s bed was startled awake when she saw a shadow by the bed. When she realized it was Dr. Shen, she looked at him excitedly. “Dr. Shen, you’re here. Can you check on my husband’s leg and tell us how it’s doing?”

Shen Qianhe nodded and moved closer to examine the patient’s left leg. As he rolled up the patient’s pants, a swollen, blackened leg came into view.

Having seen all kinds of injuries, Shen Qianhe couldn’t help but furrow his brow at the sight of the patient’s leg.

Just as he was observing, the patient, who had been sleeping, suddenly woke up in pain, letting out a groan.

“How’s it going?” Seeing the patient wake up, Shen Qianhe stopped and asked with concern.

Yang Guoqiang furrowed his brows, his face twisted with pain. His voice was hoarse from the agony. “It hurts so much, Dr. Shen. Is there any chance my leg can be saved? Dr. Wu said today that my leg might not make it, and I may need surgery tomorrow.”

Before he could finish speaking, a woman’s crying voice suddenly came from the room.

Yang Guoqiang’s wife turned away, covering her mouth and quietly crying.

Seeing his wife’s tears, Yang Guoqiang’s heart sank. He was the pillar of his family, and if he lost his leg, the family would fall apart. The children were still young and couldn’t support the family. The thought of it filled him with despair.

Shen Qianhe looked at the couple and then felt the bottle of ointment in his pocket.

“Comrade Yang, I have a method here that might be able to save your leg,” he hesitated for a moment before speaking.

Yang Guoqiang, who had been consumed by the thought of losing his leg, looked up at him in disbelief. “Dr. Shen, are you serious? You really have a way to save my leg? You’re not just trying to deceive us, are you?”

Yang Guoqiang’s wife quickly reacted, her eyes filled with tears as she looked at him. “Dr. Shen, are you sure?”

Shen Qianhe looked at the couple. He knew when they first came to the hospital that they were poor. If they had acted sooner, Yang Guoqiang’s leg could have been saved with surgery, but due to financial concerns, they chose conservative treatment, and now the situation wasn’t ideal.

“It’s true. I have a bottle of ointment that might be able to save your leg,” he said after another brief hesitation.

“Will it be expensive?” Yang Guoqiang’s voice was tense as he asked the question.

Shen Qianhe gently shook his head. “Not expensive. It’s very cheap. Do you want to give it a try?”

Yang Guoqiang bit his lip, exchanged a glance with his wife, and then made a decision. “Okay, I’ll try it. My leg’s already on the verge of being lost anyway, so we might as well give it a shot.”

“Are you sure?” Shen Qianhe asked again when he saw that Yang Guoqiang had agreed without hesitation.