Walking into the Red Mansion starts from the maid

Yunzhu did not report Jia Huan because no one would believe that a disciple of his own family would steal his own things.

not to mention……

After the imperial physician surnamed Chen from the Imperial Hospital, who was well versed in trauma, took care of Jia Huan, there was no joy on his face at all.Ordinary people don't realize how severe skin injuries are, so they often apply medicated powder on them to stop bleeding.

Perhaps it is for this reason that the high fever persists.So Doctor Chen stepped forward, saluted Mrs. Wang, and said in deep thought, "Reporting to Madam, the injury on the young master's face has been treated, but the fever is strange. This may hinder the healing of the injury. I think it is best to ask for sperm." Dr. Wang, who specializes in children with miscellaneous diseases, came to take a look."

Mrs. Wang was hesitant and asked two imperial doctors to come over. She was afraid that the city would be stormy again tomorrow.

Seeing this, Aunt Zhao kowtowed repeatedly, and the sound of crying could be heard in her words, "I hope you will send someone to invite me soon. If something goes wrong, how should I explain it to the master!"

In the absence of Jia Zheng, Aunt Zhao could only keep her tail down and she was completely different from the arrogant and domineering person she used to be. Seeing her kneeling calmly, Mrs. Wang felt much relieved.

At this time, Amber came in from outside the door, and everyone gave way.Amber wore a long magenta coat, a phoenix-wing tasseled cloud-patterned hairpin on her head, and held a white jade tooth tag. The night covered the outline of her eyebrows, but it could not cover up the coldness on her face.

"The old lady said that there are only a few people in our house, and the young master and girls must not have any accidents. To be on the safe side, please stay at the house tonight, Doctor Chen. If you have any errands, please feel free to ask."

After hearing this, Mrs. Wang felt a pang in her heart. She said this as if she had wronged some of the little ones. She defended herself softly and yet firmly, "The old lady is kind and cares most about these little ones. Don't worry, Huan'er He is also my child, there is no reason to be perfunctory."

Ignoring the words 'my child', Aunt Zhao went straight to the point, "Miss Amber, miss, Doctor Chen just said that the third master's fever is not going away, and he wants to ask Doctor Wang, who is good at pediatric miscellaneous diseases, to come over. Hurry..."

Hu Bo frowned, and then looked like Dr. Chen, "Mr. Lao's diagnosis and treatment, my old lady also wants to hear accurate advice, is there anything we can do for you?"

They were all serious masters of the Jia family. Jia Huan had a high fever. The doctor present said that he needed Dr. Wang. After confirming, he had to go and ask for it.

Jia Baoyu did not pay attention to these, and left a maid to show concern, while he and Daiyu went to Caocui nunnery early to compose poems.

Yunzhu was the unlucky maid. Jia Baoyu said categorically, "Since you were the first to discover Brother Huan, just follow him there. If there are any questions, you might as well go back together."

Now that he could save his face, it no longer mattered. The most important thing now was that Doctor Wang came into the house, checked Jia Huan's injuries, looked at the place where the incident occurred, took his pulse and administered medicine for a long time. Finally, the diagnosis was made that Jia Huan had a febrile disease.

Febrile disease is an ancient bacterial or viral infection. Although it has different words from plague, the situation is just as dangerous.Without it, there are no antibiotics, and the patient has to carry it out, and the probability of death is extremely high.

Nowadays, the trend of aristocratic children is to learn about Qihuang's health regimen. When Tanchun heard about the febrile disease, he knew that it was dangerous, and he instantly became depressed. He slumped on an armchair with a dazed look in his eyes, "How could it be possible? In our house..."

Doctor Wang turned around and said firmly, "There are wild cats lingering on the ground where the young master was injured. It seems that there are snakes and rats living there. Such places are the source of febrile diseases. The only way to do it now is to induce vomiting and wash to see if it can get better... "

This was said elegantly, and Yunzhu couldn't help but feel happy after hearing it. She felt that this scene had a sense of absurdity, as if the gorgeous robes were covered with lice. In the dignified prince's home, such a dirty corner still existed openly, and the garden was swept. The servants are just afraid that they will be in trouble.

It didn't take much time to induce vomiting and diarrhea. When Jia Huan vomited out the yellow gall water, he was given another bowl of dark decoction. Aunt Zhao looked like a weakling and leaned aside to wipe her tears.

However, it seemed that there was still time for some evil thoughts to arise. The scroll that Jia Huan held in her arms made Aunt Zhao fumble around and hide it in her skirt. What kind of monsters were the mother and son doing?

Yunzhu squinted her eyes and saw Jia Huan asking the servant to hold her and let him out again. The two doctors, Wang and Chen, took turns to look at her. When their eyes met, they both shook their heads and sighed.

Upon seeing this, Aunt Zhao first showed panic, then threw herself heavily on Jia Huan, tears streaming down her face, and murmured, "My son... my son... wake up quickly."

Perhaps, an antibiotic is urgently needed.

It's easy to say, antibiotics are only a few years away, let alone the Jia family, even if you search the earth, there won't be any!Seeing this scene, Yunzhu had no choice but to leave and go back to Yihong Courtyard to report. When he came back, he saw two imperial doctors watching the little maid preparing medicine in the side room.

The jade bracelet came in a hurry with the tea tray in hand, as if he disliked the strong medicinal essence. The figure standing at the door seemed a little hesitant. Yunzhu thought for a moment, then stepped forward to pat her and wanted to take the tea in her hand.

"Sister Yuchuan, what's wrong with Third Master Huan?" Seeing Yuchuan shaking his head, Yunzhu pursed her lips and said, "It's so pitiful, you'd better go and wait on my wife, and I'll bring the tea."

Yuchuan thought to herself, it was great, but the smell of the medicine made her head hurt.

Yunzhu never cared about how much work she had to do. She washed her hands, took the tea, and walked towards the side room with interest. She said to Dr. Wang, "Thank you for your hard work, sir. You have been busy for two hours. You should be thirsty."

Working in Taiyuan Hospital has an official status, so it is not out of character to call you "sir".Wang Jiren looked at the tea and then at Yunzhu, thinking that the rules in this house were much stricter than before, so he nodded in return.It's a pity that rules can't save people's lives. Tomorrow morning, or at the latest the day after tomorrow, there will be mourning flags hanging on the house.

Yunzhu is brave and has a lively mind. At this time, she is not like a quail like she was in Yihongyuan.He boldly took the tea bowl and offered it to him, saying solemnly: "This is tea soup made with rolled ginger rice and pekoe to neutralize the fire. It is suitable for drinking at night."

Wang Jiren is not Hu Junrong's boss at present, but with the support of the Jia family, he is also a popular candidate to be the next court judge. He may become Hu Junrong's boss one day.

"You are the woman Hu Junrong said who knows how to bring the dead back to life." Wang Jiren spoke calmly, and there was no one in the room. He pierced Yunzhu's veil decisively.

Seeing Yunzhu's surprise and confusion, he immediately felt good. He picked up the porcelain white tea cup and took a sip.

"Good tea." He praised.

Dr. Chen, who came to report the progress, said that Jia Huan started to shed tears. In line with the virtue of respecting the elderly and caring for the young, he told Wang Jiren to rest and just go and watch the kid himself.

What are you actually looking at?Jia Huan has been seriously ill, and there is no cure. These officials are just making it easier for their colleagues to talk.

Sure enough, before Yunzhu could speak, Wang Jiren said again, "That guy Hu Junrong said that you can spread the news about your ability to bring the dead back to life. Do you really want to do that without asking for anything in return?"

Yes, no.

This scene made Yunzhu confused. This was a scene she had never imagined. She sang Waiting for the Rabbit, but now she couldn't tell who was the rabbit.

"People are rich or poor, high or low, and diseases are not related to each other. Doctors should diagnose each case. Dr. Hu is very benevolent and righteous, but I just know some tricks that can be used on some occasions. These things are only in the hands of you doctors." It is a great kindness.”

There was no mention of repayment, but she was always waiting for repayment. Yunzhu would not care if she could save people. If she was later told that she could get repayment, she would naturally not let him go.

So, the words fell on 'some little tricks', Wang Jiren really fell into the trap and asked casually, "Then you think, are there any medicines for febrile diseases?"

Yunzhu didn't nod, but racked his brains to integrate the little things he learned in the first aid class, and casually said, "Big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat shrimps. Others say that shrimps eat mud, but I don't think so." ." Wang Jiren's eyes were clear. Of course Xiami doesn't eat mud... Hey, he almost told this little girl to go astray, but immediately turned around with a smile on his face, "What does Xiami have to do with febrile diseases?"

Seeing Yunzhu's pause, Wang Jiren sat on it leisurely and said softly, "Hey, come to think of it, the nobles in the palace often talk about the yang of Taiyuan Hospital and the yin of yin. The judge also said that talents will be demoted regardless of their style, and only one promotion The resuscitation surgery that has been launched does not have a [-]% success rate, so I am afraid it will be difficult to ask the hospital to come forward."

"You know, you can't convince the crowd."

Yunzhu gritted his teeth, he was an old fox, blackmailing and cheating, turning the ransom issue into a carrot in front of the donkey's head, trying to make people wait for nothing, would Yunzhu accept this trick?
She really eats it.

Because 500 taels is too much.

Yunzhu's eyes fell on Wang Jiren, his expression showing struggle and helplessness, and he bargained hard: "There is no guarantee that the shot will hit, but there is still a glimmer of hope."

It means that whether Jia Huan can be cured well or not has nothing to do with me, but I am willing to give it a try.

The old doctor Wang Jiren nodded and stroked his beard. This sentence showed that this little girl could really deceive things.

"Originally, I wanted to give it to Dr. Hu for testing. Since you mentioned it, human life is at stake, so I have no reason to refuse."

"It's natural. If it doesn't work out, I won't tell you a word."

At this time, two imperial doctors came to the door and said that there was a method in the ancient book to fight against the enemy. The success or failure depends on this.

With snowflakes all over the sky and the north wind howling, Jia's family collected Jia Huan's 'life-saving medicine' from various kitchens.

Calamari.

Seeing his bragging, Yunzhu couldn't help but roll his eyes, what an ancient recipe, shameless, this is your grandson's grandson's grandson... No, it seems that he has been taken advantage of.

In short, as soon as these words came out, it was as exciting as the family members at the door of the intensive care unit who heard that the targeted drugs had been delivered and that your family would soon be out of danger.

The most excited among them were Aunt Zhao and Amber.Aunt Zhao is her biological mother, so it is normal to be excited, but Amber is happy for the old lady. The old lady often has nightmares now, and her favorite sleep talk is: Master, the Jia family is about to die, you have to protect her...

Seeing the set of wine steaming utensils being carried into the wing, everyone was still unaware of the weirdness of the ancient recipe. However, when they saw a dozen servants smashing garlic together, Mrs. Wang was the first to lose her composure.

"This? What kind of method is this? I have never heard of it." She wanted to say it was ridiculous, but Wang and Chen were imperial doctors and members of the Xinglin family. In such a situation, she was the only one responsible for the absurdity.

Wang Jiren pretended to be profound and shook his head, asking them to calm down.

But he was also very uneasy inside. To be honest, he thought it was quite ridiculous.But this little girl had a resurrection from the dead in her hands, and Hu Junrong, a reckless man who drugged him with his eyes closed, got into the eyes of the court judge. He originally thought that he would be sent to Jinling to practice, but who knew that he would also fall into the eyes of the prefect? Eye.

This is really a good destiny.

With the endorsement of Hu Junrong's success story, Wang Jiren felt that there was still something to be squeezed out of this little girl, and now he even began to think about which imperial doctor's apprentice he would send her to.

Although the matter is not over yet, he is trying his best not to think about these things, but who can bear it!
Just like gold dropped on the roadside, no one wants to pick it up and take it home.

Calamari is also the head of garlic. Yunzhu seems to be giving Wang Jiren a hand. In fact, in the whole garlic-scented room, everyone is vaguely obeying Yunzhu's command, including Wang Jiren.

The mashed garlic is quickly placed in hot water and left to stand for two-quarters of an hour. In this way, the alcohol extracted two or three times can be added and distilled continuously to obtain a little bit of Jia Huansheng's hope.

I don’t have a petri dish, so I don’t know how effective it will be.

At dawn, Jia Huan, who was hanging from the ginseng soup, used the rough version of allicin for the first time. It was still unknown whether the effect would be seen.

However, the wing where Yunzhu was located was empty. The servants had all dispersed, leaving only Yunzhu looking at the wine still at work.

"It smells, smells, smells. It turns out that the fragrance is too much and it really stinks. It's really hard for you to sit here all night." Qi Xie carried a snack box and pushed the door in. At a glance, she saw Yunzhu who was sleepy by the fire. .

"Sister Qi." The winter snow is like clouds, and I still remember that the maid in the side room seems to be Qixi. When the food box is opened, there is a bowl of hot mutton white noodle soup, which is also radiating warm heat, making people move their index fingers. But she still politely said, "Is it really for me?"

I just couldn't smell the aroma, my nose was filled with the smell of garlic, and my whole body seemed to be marinated. The mutton smell was completely covered up, and it was just green onion pollen, meat slices and white noodles, which made me dream.

Qixie stretched out her thin white palms, slightly grasped the handle of the food box, and mumbled, "No, I see that Yuchuan hasn't visited her for a long time. Come find her for breakfast, give it to me."

"That's not okay!" Why couldn't the first-class maid not make a joke? Yunzhu took a bite of the mutton with her chopsticks, declared her sovereignty, and said to please, "There is an old man in the city who is best at making golden candied haws. Unfortunately, the business is too good. , they are often sold out early in the morning. Next time I go out early to queue up, I must offer a portion to Sister Qi to repay the kindness of this meal."

"You are the only one who is poor!" The two of them were pinching each other and pushing each other, and while they were arguing, they heard someone talking at the door.

"Master Wang, please." It was the voice of Dr. Chen.

The two old men entered the house and ignored the maid. Wang Jiren glanced at Yunzhu meaningfully as he passed by. He took out a handful of bamboo tubes from his medicine box and carefully scooped out a few tubes from the new distillation pot. "I want to bring Go back and study.”

"It's useless." Seeing that Dr. Chen was busy with other things, Yunzhu crossed his arms and whispered.

Wang Jiren paused, and his gray beard couldn't help but curl up. He thought that the Jia boy's fever had subsided and his pulse had become much more stable. He knew that this product was effective, so he suppressed his impatience and asked, "Why?"

"Because small fish eat shrimps, and shrimps eat mayflies. The 'mayflies' in the garlic are living creatures that cannot breathe. When they see the sky, they will all die." She spread her hands in a helpless manner and compared the microorganisms. Being a mayfly, deactivation is naturally death.

Dead things are of little value.

Besides, without a microscope, a thermometer, and no freeze-drying technology, allicin could not be applied to a wide range of medical aid. Wang Jiren's wishful thinking was temporarily in vain.

"But I can teach you." Yunzhu raised Wang Jiren's heart.