The Divine Doctor's Daughter Is Too Provocative

Chapter 3 Cure Malaria
When Ruan Qing took Shan Lan and Yuebai out of the house, the two little girls were all excited.

"Go to Ji Shi Tang." Ruan Qing instructed the driver after getting on the carriage.

"Is Miss going to buy medicine?"

"Well, there are a few herbs that I want to see." Ruan Qing didn't explain much, the wound on her face needed a few special herbs.

And she remembered that she had read a prescription in the medical book that her master gave her in her previous life, which was to detoxify the cold. Although the cold poison in Chi Yu might not be that simple, it is always good to try.

The car drove all the way to Shifang Road where Ji Shitang was located, but when it reached the intersection, the carriage stopped.

"Miss, something seems to have happened ahead, and the car can't move." With a long cry, the driver turned around and said to Ruan Qing.

Ruan Qing gently lifted the curtain of the car and looked at the corner of the car. The road in front was crowded with people, and everyone pointed and was discussing something.

"It's alright, let's get out of the car and walk there. Just find a place to wait."

Ruan Qing put on the hood and got off the carriage with the two girls.

A few people approached, but it was in front of Ji Shitang that something happened, and there was a person lying on the ground, with a little girl kneeling beside her, crying.

"Oh, let's go, let's go, don't cry here. Your brother has malaria, and there is no cure!"

"Wu wu wu beg you, shopkeeper, please save my brother. My brother was fine yesterday, but suddenly it's like this."

"Oh, you girl! It's not that I died! It's just that this malaria, once the fever falls into a coma, it won't help even if the immortals come! Quickly leave!"

The shopkeeper of the Naji World Medical Center waved his hand with a look of unbearable expression on his face, but this malaria, they really can't do anything about it.

Ruan Qing looked at the person lying on the ground. The man looked like a teenager, thirteen or fourteen years old. At this time, he was lying on the ground with a flushed face and unconscious.

Looking at the symptoms, it was indeed malaria.

"Let's go, let's go! I still have business here!"

The shopkeeper persuaded a few more words and waved the little guy beside him to drive forward.

"Save my brother, who will save my brother. Xiao Yin is willing to sell himself as a slave, just ask the nobles to save my brother, woo woo woo."

The little girl cried and choked, her body was small on the ground, and she kept kowtowing towards the crowd, her forehead was blue and purple in a moment.

Ruan Qing squeezed her hands tightly between her sleeves. She didn't want to cause more trouble, but this little girl
After finishing the curtain and hat, Ruan Qing gently pushed aside the crowd and walked towards the pair of siblings.

Squatting down beside the young man, Ruan Qing rolled up the young man's sleeves and trousers, revealing his thin limbs.

"Miss?!"

Shan Lan and Yuebai exclaimed, looking at the young man lying down, just by looking at his face, he was seriously ill, and the young lady might get sick as well.

"Shopkeeper, can I borrow you the lobby of the Jishi Medical Center?"

Ruan Qing looked at the young man's situation, and she already had certainty in her heart. She raised her head and said to the shopkeeper of Jishi Medical Center who was standing at the door.

"Hey, I said girl, this malaria has never been cured since ancient times, and my hospital still has to treat and do business. Why do you have to cause such trouble?"

"Yes, yes, this little girl still wants to treat this young man?"

"It's really asking for trouble! Ji Shitang says it can't be cured!"

Seeing that Ruan Qing wanted to save people, the people around them started to discuss it.

Shan Lan and Yuebai also hurried forward to pull Ruan Qing, "Miss, let's go shopping quickly. Although this little brother is pitiful, the shopkeeper is afraid that he will not treat him."

"Treasurer, I'm also here to buy some medicinal materials from Japan today. I'm just borrowing the hall of Ji Shitang to use it. I will pay you all the medical expenses for this boy and the medicinal materials that I want to buy myself."

Ruan Qing ignored the others, and then discussed with the shopkeeper.

"This"

"Don't worry, shopkeeper, I know a little about medical skills, and I don't need Ji Shitang's doctor to take action. If there is a problem with this young man, I can't blame Ji Shitang."

"Hey! Malaria has never been heard to be curable! Alas, that's all, come in!" The shopkeeper finally let go and opened the door of Ji Shitang.

"Thank you, sister! Thank you, shopkeeper!" The little girl who was kneeling beside the boy, seeing that someone was willing to save her brother, no matter whether it was saved or not, she hurriedly cried and kowtowed.

"Get up, help your brother in." Ruan Qing pulled up the little girl and was about to help her to go to the Ji Shitang.

"Miss!"

"Miss, what kind of medical skills do you have! Let's go quickly! This young man seems to be dying, and it will be over if he gets into trouble in a while!"

Yuebai rushed forward and pulled Ruan Qing's sleeve, and repeatedly persuaded her in Ruan Qing's ear that she had been with the young lady since she was a child, but she never knew what medical skills the young lady knew!
"Don't be afraid, I have some information, come and help." Ruan Qing patted Yuebai's hand and grabbed her sleeve, calling for the two girls to help together.

"Miss."

The two little girls still wanted to persuade, but seeing their firm appearance, they could only shut their mouths.

A few people helped the boy into Jishitang and placed it on the bench, and the crowd watching at the door immediately surrounded the entrance of Jishitang.

Across the street, next to the window facing the street on the second floor of Mingxiang Tea House, the man in the azure brocade robe was leaning against the soft collapse, and the snow-white fox fur was loosely draped over his shoulders.

A pair of cold and quiet eyes stared out the window lightly.

Although it is already autumn, the weather in the imperial city is warm, far from the season for fire.

But in front of this man, a pot of charcoal was burning hot, hot tea was warmed on a clay stove on a small table by the window, and a piece of fine sable skin was placed on his lap.

"Ziyi, you go and have a look, and check the carriage by the way."

The man's voice was like falling snow in the twelfth lunar month, and he spoke lightly, as cold and arrogant as his temperament.

What he pointed at was the carriage of the Ruan Mansion waiting at the intersection.

"Girl, we have been practicing medicine for many years, and we have never heard that malaria can be cured. You are probably in vain."

In the Ji Shitang, several doctors in the hall saw Ruan Qing and his party coming in, and they put down the things in their hands and gathered around.

"How do you know if you don't try?"

"Try it? Humph! I'm afraid it's a girl's movie that doesn't understand anything! I don't know how high the sky is!" An elderly doctor heard the words, the white beard trembled and stared angrily.

"Shopkeeper, please take these medicines and fry them, and then help me get a cleaned knife and gauze."

"Shan Lanyuebai, you guys go buy some spirits, be quick!"

Ruan Qing didn't say more. After entering the lobby, he went to the side of the clinic and took a writing brush. He quickly wrote down a few herbs and handed them to the shopkeeper. Then he turned around and gave Shan Lan and the others instructions.

The shopkeeper was a little hesitant when he heard the words, but seeing Ruan Qing's order, he quickly turned around and went to do it.

Several people moved quickly and quickly prepared what Ruan Qing wanted.

"Dip a handkerchief in wine and wipe his limbs to cool down."

Ruan Qing explained, reached out and took the knife brought by the shopkeeper, rolled up the boy's trouser legs, and checked it carefully.

Soon, she found a red, swollen and purple bulge on the boy's calf.

Ruan Qing squatted down quickly and disinfected the knife and the bulge with spirits.

After that, he quickly scratched towards the blue and purple spot on the bulge.

"hiss"

"Is this girl really good at medicine?"

"It looks very skilled, but this malaria. I'm afraid it hangs!"

"Breakthrough to detoxify? This malaria is caused by the bite of Plasmodium, not poisoning. What's the use of cutting breadth?"

When the white-bearded old doctor saw Ruan Qing's movements, he couldn't help frowning and muttering.

Of course, Ruan Qing would not be distracted, the knife in his hand accurately cut an opening on the red and swollen bulge, and then gently pressed it with gauze, pressing out a cloud of red and white pus.

"Shopkeeper, is the medicine ready?"

"All right!"

The shopkeeper agreed, and hurriedly let people bring the boiled medicinal soup.

Ruan Qing divided the medicine into two bowls, one bowl let Shan Lan help the young man up, and poured him down.

Another bowl of Ruan Qing poured strong wine into it and poured it directly onto the wound she had just cut open.

For a moment, the strong aroma of wine and medicine mixed in the hall of Ji Shitang, and the onlookers could not help sniffing, all watching intently.

"This is hiss."

The white-bearded old doctor who had been standing by and frowned, smelled the smell of the concoction mixed with alcohol, he couldn't help but sniffed hard, and then looked surprised.

Ruan Qing kept moving in his hands, squeezing the blood out of the wound while repeatedly rinsing with potion.

Shan Lan and Yuebai also followed Ruan Qing's instructions and continued to wipe the young man's limbs with spirits.

After about a stick of incense, the young man's face finally turned from flushing to normal.

After a while, the boy's unconscious body, which had been unconscious, moved consciously.

"My God! Look! That kid is moving!"

"It can really cure malaria!"

"My God, this girl is a genius doctor! It's a pity that you can't see her face with a hood."

The onlookers were in an uproar, and Ruan Qing's eyes were full of amazement.

"With another half a stick of incense, he should be able to wake up."

Ruan Qing put down the medicine bowl in his hand and turned to the little girl who was standing beside him with a nervous expression.

"Thank you, sister!" The little girl finally broke into a smile when she heard the words, and hurriedly ran to her brother's side to guard.

"This girl, may I ask what you just gave to that boy, using Artemisia annua and jasmine?"

The old doctor who was blowing his beard and staring at him suddenly spoke up, and his attitude towards Ruan Qing was actually a lot more polite.

(End of this chapter)