Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Meng Changqing prepared the worst in his mind, "As long as you can walk."

Doctor Hu looked up at her, wanting to say something but still couldn't bear to say it.

"Where are Madam and Xiaohua? Why haven't I seen them?" Meng Changqing asked.

"I went out to see someone."

Meng Changqing asked again: "Is the patient a woman?"

Doctor Hu knew what she was going to say and said first: "On the street behind, there is a familiar family, otherwise they would not be allowed to visit. You should focus more on yourself!"

The scene fell silent. At this time, the water was almost drying. Bafang shouted from outside: "Doctor Hu, I'm in!"

Doctor Hu opened the door curtain and glared at him, "Leave it to me. You are covered in ashes and you are walking around next to her. She still needs that foot!"

"Here, here." Bafang immediately handed him the wooden basin. "Is this enough water? If not, I'll go and boil more."

"Don't jump around here like a flea. Go to the yard and light the stove first."

"Hey!" Bafang entered the backyard again, leaving Chu Mufeng and others staring at the door of the inner room, "You guys don't stand around, find a place to sit by yourselves, her wound can't be treated in a short while. of."

After cleaning the medicinal powder on the wound, Doctor Hu saw the true condition of the wound clearly, "Your wound is narrow on the surface, but very deep inside. The medicinal powder cannot go deep. You can only heal the inside by yourself. But in your current situation From the looks of it, it’s obviously not healing well.”

Doctor Hu stood up and straightened his back, "And I guess the thing he used to prick you was not very clean. It's a blessing from God that your ankle is still in shape now."

Meng Changqing was so frightened by him that his heart dropped, "What should I say? Can my feet be saved?"

Doctor Hu sighed: "If you stayed in the capital to be treated by those doctors, you probably wouldn't be able to survive, but fortunately you took the time to come to me.

Your feet will definitely be saved, and at most you will suffer a little bit in the process. "

Meng Changqing said: "I am not afraid of any suffering!"

Bafang hadn't lit the stove for a long time, and the charcoal in his hand couldn't be lit. He was sweating anxiously in the winter.

After finally lighting it up, I was about to go to the front to ask what medicine I wanted to make, when I heard a scream from the front.

Bafang trembled in fright, and when he realized it was his young master's voice, he immediately dropped the broken fan in his hand and ran forward.

The door to the inner room was closed, and several imperial guards were standing outside. Bafang stepped forward and knocked on the door, "Master, are you okay? Master!"

Meng Changqing had no time to answer him. The pain she felt now was even worse than when her ankle was pierced before.

Doctor Hu used his custom-made knife to open the original wound and remove the rotten flesh inside.

Meng Changqing bit the handkerchief given by Doctor Hu. Except for the initial moment when he was caught off guard, all the subsequent shouting was muffled by the handkerchief.

She doesn't have the energy to respond to everyone.

When Meng Changqing fainted, he was still thinking: Uncle! Why does she have to endure this hardship? When will she change her habit of being helpful!
The key point is, who could have imagined that that kick would cause her so much pain.

In a daze, Meng Changqing thought she saw her mother and mother. Her mother's eyes were full of heartache, and her mother kept wiping tears.

It felt like she was back in the cradle again, and the bed underneath her was shaking constantly.

When she opened her eyes again, she was lying in her room in Beishan County.

Liang Jiujiu sat next to her, "I'm awake now." She stretched out her hand to touch Meng Changqing's forehead, "My body is still hot, and I have to continue drinking medicine. Does it hurt?" Liang Jiujiu said as tears fell down. "Mom, I've made you worried." Meng Changqing held her hand and then asked, "How many days did I sleep?"

"You just slept for one night." Liang tweeted: "Doctor Hu said that your health is good. After removing the carrion, you will only recover faster than before. But... there will definitely be scars on your ankles."

"It's okay." Meng Changqing said, "You know, I never care about this."

Liang Jiujiu wiped away the tears on her face and stood up with red eyes, "Madam has been watching you for most of the night. She should be up by now. I'll go and tell her."

Seeing Liang Jiujiu wiping away tears and leaving the room, Meng Changqing sat up on the bed.

As the door opened and closed, the cold air that came in hit Meng Changqing's face. It was the aura that belonged exclusively to her Beishan County, and it was enough for her to lie down and have a good sleep.

Liang Jiujiu found a corner, covered his mouth and cried hard, then hurried to find Wen.

After spending many years together, Wen could tell what she was thinking as soon as he saw her appearance. She didn't ask much, just said: "Is Chang Qing awake?"

Liang Jiujiu nodded.

The two went to see Meng Changqing from Wen's room, but when they arrived, Meng Changqing fell asleep again.

The door was open, and Hu Xiaohua was standing by. "Madam, it will be helpful for Master Meng to recover from her wounds if she falls asleep. We just need to feed and change the dressing regularly to let the fever in her body go down."

"Thank you, Xiaohua." Wen held the other party's hand, "Thank you for coming to Beishan County, otherwise she would not be able to sleep so soundly."

By the time Meng Changqing woke up again, it was already the third day of the Lunar New Year.

When she woke up, she felt wet under her buttocks. She was really destined to die. Her delayed menstruation happened to arrive at this time. The smell of blood and medicine on her feet was just enough to cover up the smell of her body.

She woke up for a while, and Mancang, who was dozing next to her, woke up. She approached Meng Changqing in surprise, "Master, you're awake!"

"Go to bed when you feel sleepy..."

Before Meng Changqing finished speaking, Mancang rushed out of the door. She shouted to Hu Xiaohua, who was coming over with medicine: "Young Master is awake! Open your eyes!"

Hu Xiaohua said to her: "Are you hungry? Lunch has been cooked in the kitchen. You go and eat first. After you finish eating, I will bring the young master's meal over."

"Hey!"

"Master Meng." Hu Xiaohua entered the room and met Meng Changqing's eyes, her expression still calm, "This is your medicine, should I feed it to you or should you drink it yourself?"

"Thank you, Miss Hua, I'll do it myself."

Meng Changqing took the medicine in her hand. The warm concoction exuded a smell that made people frown. Meng Changqing was mentally prepared and drank it in one breath.

After Meng Changqing drank the medicine, Hu Xiaohua naturally checked her pulse and said, "You are recovering well and there are no signs of continued suppuration in the wound. The next step is to take good care of yourself."

Meng Changqing still couldn't help but ask: "Sister, why are you in Beishan County?"

"Madam had to take you back to Beishan County, saying that you would not be able to rest well in Liangzhou Mansion, and my father refused to leave Liangzhou Mansion, so I came here."

Meng Changqing's eyes fell on his wrist, and then asked: "How is my pulse different from others?"

Hu Xiaohua met her gaze and said: "Pulse conditions always vary from person to person. Everyone is different, but the same thing remains true. After all, we are all human beings." (End of this chapter)