Chapter 19
The carriage stopped in front of a deep house with three entrances and three exits. As soon as Qiao Muyao got out of the car, Xu Yinian came to greet him.
Under his nagging, Qiao Muchao learned that Xu's mother suffered from asthma and had seen many doctors over the years, including many famous doctors.
Many prescriptions were prescribed, and countless medications were taken, but there was no improvement, and she always relapsed shortly after the medication was stopped. Xu's mother was tossed so hard that she could not rest in the bedroom.
Sparse green bamboos, emerald green plantains and bright red crabapples are planted beside the white tiled walls of Xu's courtyard. We bypass the hand-painted verandah with sparse flowers and trees and arrive at the deep and quiet backyard.
Xu Yinian brought her to the small courtyard where his mother lived. As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a strong fragrance of rest. Qiao Muyao's curvy brows furrowed, "Isn't it because I'm panting, why do I still use incense?"
"This benzoin..."
Xu Yinian was about to explain when he suddenly heard a breathy and angry voice coming from the inner room, "I only have such a hobby, who is talking here?"
As he spoke, he had already entered the inner room, and saw an old lady with a flushed face and heavy breathing leaning on the soft Arhat bed. There was obvious anger on her well-maintained round cheeks.
Among the young maids surrounding him, some were beating their backs, some were squeezing their shoulders, and some were rubbing their legs...
Xu Yinian took a step forward, clasped his hands and bowed in salute, "Mom, this is the new girl I invited. She is the descendant of Mr. Zhang Xuanming. The little lady has superb medical skills and can bring the dead back to life. This time, my mother's disease will be eradicated."
"Why haven't I heard that Mr. Zhang has a female apprentice?"
Mother Xu's wheezing sound was like blowing a bellows, making people breathless.
Her eyes wandered over Qiao Muchao, thinking about how old this girl was. When Zhang Langzhong died, she didn't know if she was born, so she was afraid that she was here to cheat money again.
"I am her granddaughter." Qiao Muyao's eyes were neither humble nor arrogant.
"May I ask how old the young lady is?" Xu's mother refused.
"Just turned fourteen."
"Does the little lady know when Dr. Zhang passed away?" Xu's mother stared at her intently.
"15 years ago!"
"In other words, you were not born when Mr. Zhang passed away?" Xu's mother looked at her with disdain, "You have never seen Mr. Zhang's face, how dare you claim to be his descendant?"
There are no TV and other entertainment items, and the common people are most keen on gossip, especially those who walk in the streets and alleys, who are most keen to collect and spread all kinds of new things.
Just like yesterday's hand-peeled bamboo shoots, many people must have heard of it.
Compared with peeling bamboo shoots by hand, resuscitating a chest paralysis patient with respiratory arrest in public today is probably more eye-catching.
Qiao Muchao believed that it wouldn't be long before this incident would spread to the village, or even spread throughout Fengxi County.
If it makes people question it, it is better to make up a convincing reason early.
"Yes, my grandpa passed away before I was born." Qiao Muyao smiled faintly, "I wonder if Madam has ever heard of Master Yin's teaching?"
Qiao Muyao had already learned before that this is a world of faith. Most people in the world respect heaven and earth, fear ghosts and gods, and worship their ancestors. They also believe that life and death are destined, and that cause and effect reincarnate.
"Master Yin teaches the law?"
With the help of the maid, Xu's mother sat up straight, put away her previous disdain, and looked at her in surprise, "So you are Mr. Zhang's secret disciple?"
"That's it!"
Qiao Muyao didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, but frowned and took a few deep breaths, "The door is closed tightly and the air is not flowing. The smell of benzoin is too strong, so it is not suitable for patients who are breathing heavily."
"My mother has no other hobby in her life, just this incense. If she doesn't burn incense in the house for a day, she will feel uncomfortable."
Xu Yinian said aggrievedly: "Although other doctors also advised her to burn less incense, my mother just couldn't help it."
Even though she had trouble sleeping and eating due to asthma, she still couldn't help it, which showed how much she loved it before.Qiao Muyao thought to herself, the old man doesn't like to move around, so the doors and windows must be open less, and incense is burned in the house all year round, so it's strange that he doesn't suffer from asthma.
"What do you mean you can't help it? I haven't used any of the other incense!"
Xu's mother took a few deep breaths, then pursed her lips and said aggrievedly: "Benzoin calms the mind and promotes qi. Last time, the doctor said that using it appropriately would be good for my disease."
From morning to night, is this appropriate for you?Xu Yinian secretly slandered, but he didn't say it out after all.
Qiao Muyao observed her complexion while taking the pulse, thinking that the old lady was so stubborn in refusing to give up incense, she might have to use some energy.
But when I thought of wasting my energy for a stranger, I felt it was worthless.
She could only convince herself that shopkeeper Xu was not an ordinary person.People come and go in Fengxi Residence, and shopkeeper Xu has a wide network of contacts. If he can get this big deal, will he be afraid that he will not make any money in the future?
After taking the pulse, Qiao Muyao sat at the table and was about to write down the prescription when something suddenly occurred to her.
"It's not that the old lady's disease cannot be cured, but my consultation fee may be a bit expensive." She raised her head and looked at Xu Yinian.
"Is it really possible to get rid of the root?" Xu Yinian looked happy, "As long as I can get rid of the root, I am willing to spend any amount of money."
"I only provide prescriptions, and you have to take the medicine yourself." Qiao Muyao thought for a while, gritted her teeth and said, "I want 20 taels for the consultation fee alone!"
"20 taels!"
Xu's mother almost jumped up, "The chief chef in Fengxiju only earns 30 taels a year, but you just ask for 20 taels for a prescription. Isn't this blackmail?"
Thinking of the dying beggar she met on the street yesterday, she spent a copper plate to buy a bowl of bean juice and secretly gave it to him with some energy.
When she passed by the bun shop just now, she lifted the curtain and saw that the beggar from yesterday was now full of life, staring at the steaming buns in the drawer with bright eyes.
"Mom, as long as the disease can be cured, the money is worth spending!" Shopkeeper Xu advised.
"How many doctors have vowed to keep the medicine until the disease is cured, but how many times have they cut off the roots?"
Xu Ziyu said earnestly: "I know you were too worried about your mother's health, so you lost your sense and listened to her. But if you can't cut off the root, wouldn't these 20 taels of silver be wasted?"
"Good talk!"
Qiao Muyao thought to herself, just now she was thinking that shopkeeper Xu was not short of money, and she was worried about her own energy, so she opened her mouth. Could it be that the asking price was really too high?
“You can also pay part of the deposit first, and if there is no recurrence within three months, it will not be too late to pay the remaining consultation fee.”
"Don't say three months, even if there is no recurrence for two months, it's still worth it." Shopkeeper Xu said happily: "Then it's settled."
Qiao Muyao handed her the written prescription, "Send someone to fetch the medicine."
Shopkeeper Xu took the paper and stared at it for a while, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.
"The handwriting is too bad, don't you recognize it?" Qiao Muyao put down the brush in her hand and stood up and asked.
"No, this recipe looks familiar. My mother had eaten it for a while before, but it didn't work at all."
Xu Yinian's brows furrowed into a frown. He thought he was a miracle doctor, but he didn't expect that the prescription he prescribed was no different from the previous doctors.
"I just said it was a scam!"
Xu's mother gasped and shouted: "Come here, kick this liar out of here!"
Dear friends, it will be on the shelves soon. I don’t know how many people are following it, so I have specially created a group 762606132 with red envelope benefits, waiting for you to tease me!
(End of this chapter)
The carriage stopped in front of a deep house with three entrances and three exits. As soon as Qiao Muyao got out of the car, Xu Yinian came to greet him.
Under his nagging, Qiao Muchao learned that Xu's mother suffered from asthma and had seen many doctors over the years, including many famous doctors.
Many prescriptions were prescribed, and countless medications were taken, but there was no improvement, and she always relapsed shortly after the medication was stopped. Xu's mother was tossed so hard that she could not rest in the bedroom.
Sparse green bamboos, emerald green plantains and bright red crabapples are planted beside the white tiled walls of Xu's courtyard. We bypass the hand-painted verandah with sparse flowers and trees and arrive at the deep and quiet backyard.
Xu Yinian brought her to the small courtyard where his mother lived. As soon as he entered the door, he smelled a strong fragrance of rest. Qiao Muyao's curvy brows furrowed, "Isn't it because I'm panting, why do I still use incense?"
"This benzoin..."
Xu Yinian was about to explain when he suddenly heard a breathy and angry voice coming from the inner room, "I only have such a hobby, who is talking here?"
As he spoke, he had already entered the inner room, and saw an old lady with a flushed face and heavy breathing leaning on the soft Arhat bed. There was obvious anger on her well-maintained round cheeks.
Among the young maids surrounding him, some were beating their backs, some were squeezing their shoulders, and some were rubbing their legs...
Xu Yinian took a step forward, clasped his hands and bowed in salute, "Mom, this is the new girl I invited. She is the descendant of Mr. Zhang Xuanming. The little lady has superb medical skills and can bring the dead back to life. This time, my mother's disease will be eradicated."
"Why haven't I heard that Mr. Zhang has a female apprentice?"
Mother Xu's wheezing sound was like blowing a bellows, making people breathless.
Her eyes wandered over Qiao Muchao, thinking about how old this girl was. When Zhang Langzhong died, she didn't know if she was born, so she was afraid that she was here to cheat money again.
"I am her granddaughter." Qiao Muyao's eyes were neither humble nor arrogant.
"May I ask how old the young lady is?" Xu's mother refused.
"Just turned fourteen."
"Does the little lady know when Dr. Zhang passed away?" Xu's mother stared at her intently.
"15 years ago!"
"In other words, you were not born when Mr. Zhang passed away?" Xu's mother looked at her with disdain, "You have never seen Mr. Zhang's face, how dare you claim to be his descendant?"
There are no TV and other entertainment items, and the common people are most keen on gossip, especially those who walk in the streets and alleys, who are most keen to collect and spread all kinds of new things.
Just like yesterday's hand-peeled bamboo shoots, many people must have heard of it.
Compared with peeling bamboo shoots by hand, resuscitating a chest paralysis patient with respiratory arrest in public today is probably more eye-catching.
Qiao Muchao believed that it wouldn't be long before this incident would spread to the village, or even spread throughout Fengxi County.
If it makes people question it, it is better to make up a convincing reason early.
"Yes, my grandpa passed away before I was born." Qiao Muyao smiled faintly, "I wonder if Madam has ever heard of Master Yin's teaching?"
Qiao Muyao had already learned before that this is a world of faith. Most people in the world respect heaven and earth, fear ghosts and gods, and worship their ancestors. They also believe that life and death are destined, and that cause and effect reincarnate.
"Master Yin teaches the law?"
With the help of the maid, Xu's mother sat up straight, put away her previous disdain, and looked at her in surprise, "So you are Mr. Zhang's secret disciple?"
"That's it!"
Qiao Muyao didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, but frowned and took a few deep breaths, "The door is closed tightly and the air is not flowing. The smell of benzoin is too strong, so it is not suitable for patients who are breathing heavily."
"My mother has no other hobby in her life, just this incense. If she doesn't burn incense in the house for a day, she will feel uncomfortable."
Xu Yinian said aggrievedly: "Although other doctors also advised her to burn less incense, my mother just couldn't help it."
Even though she had trouble sleeping and eating due to asthma, she still couldn't help it, which showed how much she loved it before.Qiao Muyao thought to herself, the old man doesn't like to move around, so the doors and windows must be open less, and incense is burned in the house all year round, so it's strange that he doesn't suffer from asthma.
"What do you mean you can't help it? I haven't used any of the other incense!"
Xu's mother took a few deep breaths, then pursed her lips and said aggrievedly: "Benzoin calms the mind and promotes qi. Last time, the doctor said that using it appropriately would be good for my disease."
From morning to night, is this appropriate for you?Xu Yinian secretly slandered, but he didn't say it out after all.
Qiao Muyao observed her complexion while taking the pulse, thinking that the old lady was so stubborn in refusing to give up incense, she might have to use some energy.
But when I thought of wasting my energy for a stranger, I felt it was worthless.
She could only convince herself that shopkeeper Xu was not an ordinary person.People come and go in Fengxi Residence, and shopkeeper Xu has a wide network of contacts. If he can get this big deal, will he be afraid that he will not make any money in the future?
After taking the pulse, Qiao Muyao sat at the table and was about to write down the prescription when something suddenly occurred to her.
"It's not that the old lady's disease cannot be cured, but my consultation fee may be a bit expensive." She raised her head and looked at Xu Yinian.
"Is it really possible to get rid of the root?" Xu Yinian looked happy, "As long as I can get rid of the root, I am willing to spend any amount of money."
"I only provide prescriptions, and you have to take the medicine yourself." Qiao Muyao thought for a while, gritted her teeth and said, "I want 20 taels for the consultation fee alone!"
"20 taels!"
Xu's mother almost jumped up, "The chief chef in Fengxiju only earns 30 taels a year, but you just ask for 20 taels for a prescription. Isn't this blackmail?"
Thinking of the dying beggar she met on the street yesterday, she spent a copper plate to buy a bowl of bean juice and secretly gave it to him with some energy.
When she passed by the bun shop just now, she lifted the curtain and saw that the beggar from yesterday was now full of life, staring at the steaming buns in the drawer with bright eyes.
"Mom, as long as the disease can be cured, the money is worth spending!" Shopkeeper Xu advised.
"How many doctors have vowed to keep the medicine until the disease is cured, but how many times have they cut off the roots?"
Xu Ziyu said earnestly: "I know you were too worried about your mother's health, so you lost your sense and listened to her. But if you can't cut off the root, wouldn't these 20 taels of silver be wasted?"
"Good talk!"
Qiao Muyao thought to herself, just now she was thinking that shopkeeper Xu was not short of money, and she was worried about her own energy, so she opened her mouth. Could it be that the asking price was really too high?
“You can also pay part of the deposit first, and if there is no recurrence within three months, it will not be too late to pay the remaining consultation fee.”
"Don't say three months, even if there is no recurrence for two months, it's still worth it." Shopkeeper Xu said happily: "Then it's settled."
Qiao Muyao handed her the written prescription, "Send someone to fetch the medicine."
Shopkeeper Xu took the paper and stared at it for a while, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.
"The handwriting is too bad, don't you recognize it?" Qiao Muyao put down the brush in her hand and stood up and asked.
"No, this recipe looks familiar. My mother had eaten it for a while before, but it didn't work at all."
Xu Yinian's brows furrowed into a frown. He thought he was a miracle doctor, but he didn't expect that the prescription he prescribed was no different from the previous doctors.
"I just said it was a scam!"
Xu's mother gasped and shouted: "Come here, kick this liar out of here!"
Dear friends, it will be on the shelves soon. I don’t know how many people are following it, so I have specially created a group 762606132 with red envelope benefits, waiting for you to tease me!
(End of this chapter)
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