In fact, Wu Xiangdong can still understand how she feels now. After all, she has just become a mother, and not everything can be considered comprehensively.

So Wu Xiangdong told the woman some precautions about feeding her child at this stage.

For example, although babies aged seven or eight months can eat some complementary foods appropriately, they must follow the principle of from less to more, from one type to multiple types, from fine to thick, and from soft to hard.

Moreover, many fruits are cold in nature. When making fruit puree for children, they must be covered with boiling water and cannot be eaten directly, otherwise it will cause gastrointestinal reactions. These are eating skills that need to be mastered slowly.

However, as Wu Xiangdong explained, the father of the child beside him turned livid with anger. He pointed at the woman's nose and began to accuse: "In the future, you should pay more attention when you look at the child. You don't even know how much to feed. Today, the child's

It’s all because of you.”

The sudden scolding made the woman feel aggrieved and angry. She looked at the man angrily and said sternly: "You still have the nerve to say that I need to handle everything at home. You are very busy every day, and when you get home, you just

I know how to lie in bed and watch TV without caring about anything."

Faced with the woman's scolding, the man was not to be outdone and said: "I work so hard outside to make money every day, and I have to worry about it when I get home. Do you want to exhaust me to death?"

Seeing that the two people were getting angry and were about to have a new round of argument, Wu Xiangdong on the side couldn't bear it anymore and shouted in a low voice: "Shut up, all of you!"

He stared at the young man and woman in front of him and said, "It has been ten minutes since you entered the consulting room. How many times have we quarreled in total? Have you considered the child's feelings during this period?"

When the child was mentioned, the clinic instantly became quiet. Wu Xiangdong continued: "Although the child is still young, he has begun to accept external influences. You have been quarreling. Can the child stop crying?"

"The child's upbringing is the joint responsibility of both of you. It cannot be accomplished by the ability of one person alone."

Wu Xiangdong's heartfelt words made the man and woman silent. Then he wrote down the prescription list and handed it to the family members beside him: "I will treat the child now. This is his meal plan for the next few months. Remember to eat less and more meals in the future."

, give the child some water frequently."

After speaking, Wu Xiangdong began to knead the child's abdomen clockwise according to the physiological structure of the intestines.

Wu Xiangdong rubbed it twice, and the child's bulging intestine began to move with his massage. This scene also made the child's parents dumbfounded.

"Doctor, what are you doing?" For a moment, they forgot about the quarrel, and all their attention was attracted by Wu Xiangdong's treatment.

"I am improving his gastrointestinal tract, accelerating the child's intestinal peristalsis through massage, and allowing the blocked feces to be discharged from the intestines."

As Wu Xiangdong explained, he moved the child's stool downward from the ascending colon, through the transverse colon, descending colon, sigmoid colon, and finally reached the rectum.

Then a foul smell came from his diaper, and the child stopped crying and fell asleep quietly after a while.

"Come on, kid, he pooped." The child's father said excitedly.

The mother also quickly cleaned up the child's feces. Looking at the gold feces in front of her, she was even more excited than anyone else.

"Thank you, doctor, I really don't know what I would have done without you today."

Facing the thanks, Wu Xiangdong just waved his hand and said, "I just checked and found that the child's gastrointestinal condition is fine. You can just pay more attention to the child's diet in the future."

Perhaps because the child's problem was solved, the two rarely quarreled again. The man even showed a guilty look on his face when he saw his wife wiping the child skillfully.

Seeing this scene, Wu Xiangdong raised his lips slightly. After seeing them off, the clinic returned to its usual calm.

But not long after, the appearance of a person broke the calm.

Wu Xiangdong was sitting in the consulting room reading information when the door was suddenly opened from the outside.

Wu Xiangdong looked up, his eyes narrowed, and he realized that the person coming was none other than Luo Yong, director of the medical department of Hamada Hospital.

He looked to be in his forties or fifties, with short hair, a round face, and dense white hair sprouting from his temples.

Although he is not tall, his eyes are sharp and lively, and he looks very capable, giving people a feeling of being arrogant and angry.

"What is supposed to come will always come." Wu Xiangdong sighed in his heart, then put a smile on his face, stood up and greeted him.

"Director Luo, why are you here?" Wu Xiangdong walked up to Luo Yong and said hello.

Faced with his sudden arrival, Wu Xiangdong did not show any panic, his eyes were sincere, and his words were very sonorous and powerful.

Now it was Luo Yong's turn to be surprised, especially Wu Xiangdong's performance of neither being humble nor overbearing. This was not just an act, it was a calmness that came after many years of training.

A trace of wonder flashed in Luo Yong's eyes, followed by some doubts. How could this young man in his twenties behave so calmly?

Therefore, Luo Yong was ready to give Wu Xiangdong a blow and test him.

"I came to you because of what happened in the radiology department last night. I heard that you performed surgery there without authorization. Is this the case?" Luo Yong had a straight face, with a hint of scrutiny in his words.

However, Wu Xiangdong seemed very calm when he heard this. He said, "Director Luo, you are right. Such an incident did happen last night."

"Nonsense!" Before Wu Xiangdong could finish his words, Luo Yong suddenly began to scold him: "You are too imprudent in what you do. Who gave you the right to perform surgery in the radiography room of their radiology department?"

"Did you ask your family members to sign before the operation? Did you ask your superiors for instructions when you decided to have the operation? You know I received a call from the director of the radiology department early in the morning, and that's when I found out what you had done."

Luo Yong's voice was very loud, and his scolding voice kept echoing in the clinic.

Wu Xiangdong was stunned by the sudden change, but he quickly reacted and began to explain: "Director Luo, the patient's condition was very bad at that time. After acute myocardial infarction and cardiopulmonary resuscitation, if no treatment is taken, this person is likely to die.

It’s gone.”

Wu Xiangdong briefly explained the situation last night. Luo Yong, who had a medical background, naturally understood the dangers involved, and he was suddenly frightened into a cold sweat.

"Good guy, I have a myocardial infarction." Luo Yong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead out of habit.

As the director of the medical department, he was essentially a dancer on the edge of a knife. In that era, the conflicts between doctors and patients were not as intense as they are now, so there was no dedicated office for doctor-patient disputes.
Chapter completed!