Jishi doctor arrives

Yang Mo lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking, she couldn't make sense of it in a mess, "I asked Dingyuan to come to check the pulse, if it is acne, I should take medicine earlier."

Miss Yang deftly and skillfully uncovered his question, and when she looked carefully, there was nothing unusual about her expression, but her brows were slightly frowned.She is so smart that she should know what he meant. Even if she didn't understand it the first time, now that he mentions it again, she should know the general idea, but she is still evasive. Even if she didn't reject him explicitly, she didn't think it through. How to face this matter.

Since she didn't have this idea, he shouldn't force it anymore. The brothers and sisters in the family are all elders to marry. What is unusual is that his ancestors used various means to marry the person he likes. He has never understood the feelings here. Well, joy is the joy of both sides, and it should come naturally, but it takes effort to force it.

Now he should let go, at least let Miss Yang think it over for herself.

Hearing that Liu Chengling didn't speak any more, Yang Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

"There's no need to invite an imperial doctor, it's not worth it," Liu Chengling said in a low voice, "Just prescribe a prescription to avoid filth and plague."

Liu Chengling still knows so many pharmacological principles, Yang Mo remembered Shen Weiyan's saying that Liu Chengling studied medical books and ancient books with a photographic memory.It's funny to say, she was the one who came to see the doctor, but in the end the patient had to prescribe the medicine himself.

What Liu Chengling said about avoiding filth and plague, in modern terms, is a summer cold. The symptoms are headache and a slight low-grade fever, which are Liu Chengling's current symptoms.Most people get angry because they are greedy for coolness or are affected by something. Liu Chengling's pulse condition is a little bit liver failure.This person looks calm on the surface, but in fact he can still get angry.

Yang Mo thought about walking to the desk, and Ajiu hurriedly stepped forward to press the paper.

The old ink cartridge next to it was opened, and several ink sticks were missing in it. Then look at the brushes placed next to it. On the desk, there were large and small boxes, which contained letters and folded paper. How many words does Liu Chengling write in a day?

There are already several paintings in the scroll cylinder made of bamboo next to it, and Yang Mo feels familiar with it.Especially the knot on the top is her usual backhand fastening. Thinking of this, Yang Mo picked up the painting and slowly opened it.

It's the picture of three sleeps, and the paintings in the vat are all fastened like this. Could it be the picture of three sleeps that she returned?What's rare is that these paintings are all exactly the same, and she can't tell them apart even when she looks at them every day.Yang Mo's heart skipped a beat.Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the painting was rerolled.Pick up the brush to write the prescription.

Liu Chengling looked at the person quietly holding the pen, she knew how to open his mind, but she was able to carefully stand outside that line.

Yang Mo handed Fang Zi to Ah Jiu, then raised her head to meet Liu Chengling's gaze.

She was a little hesitant but still sat on the chair and didn't walk away immediately, because she wanted to hear him finish his sentence.Instead of guessing like this, it is better to figure it out.

He sat not far in front of her.The hem of the clothes is slightly opened, and the hands are lightly leaning on the legs.Originally, the seemingly random sitting posture, but after careful study, there is probably no more regular sitting method than this one. The majesty of the body is inherent, and no one else can learn it.Perhaps this is what makes her daunting, and she is far behind her longing for future life.

Especially his eyes, which seemed to be clear but misty.People can't always see clearly, but they can clearly see their own shadow.

"Want to know about me?"

In fact, she had already vaguely guessed it in her heart.She hoped that Liu Chengling would make it clear, but also hoped that he would not. It is impossible for a person to explain clearly in just a few words.Yang Mo raised her head, "Will I know naturally after I return to Beijing?"

Liu Chengling did not hesitate, "Yes."

She was not in a hurry to understand it for a while, Yang Mo stood up, "It's not too late to talk about it then."

Yang Molan seemed to have taken a step forward, but she still stopped at a position where she could advance or retreat. No matter what kind of person he was, she prepared a way out for herself.

Such a woman cannot be said to be gentle and submissive, let alone humble, even though she is polite on the surface, she thinks quite differently in her heart, but all women have to listen to the words of the elders or brothers in the family, and are weak and timid to cling to others. She will need a man's protection, even if he is forcing her every step of the way, there is no sign of fear or obedience on her face.Women always value female virtues more than talents, but Miss Yang is just the opposite. No matter what others say, she has her own reasons.

Since she is willing to take her time, he will not act too hastily, and he will not lose his sense of proportion with a woman.

……

Ding Ke was surprised that the imperial court’s imperial decree came down very quickly. The emperor was obsessed with cultivating Taoism. It was not easy to hand in the memorial, and it had to be approved by Mr. Feng Ge. Mr. Feng Ge would not let a woman get credit. He had already made up his mind that if he refused to approve the memorial for a long time, he would submit the memorial again and again, insisting on fighting for clarity.

Unexpectedly, the imperial court had an argument to let Miss Yang and the drug dealer who provided the medicinal materials return to Beijing.

Ding Ke looked at Royal Physician Yao, "Have you seen the drug dealer surnamed Liu?"

Doctor Yao nodded, "Mr. Liu is different from ordinary businessmen. If ordinary merchants deliver the medicine, they will leave. Mr. Liu has been staying to help."

When Ding Ke sent Miss Yang away just now, he took a look at the merchant surnamed Liu from a distance.

The beard on the face of the merchant surnamed Liu made it hard to see his face clearly, but he still felt that something was wrong, where had he seen this face before.

In the flash of Flint, Ding Ke suddenly thought... Maybe he was in the palace. He had been on duty in the palace for many years, and he had been serving the late emperor and the emperor. Not only like the late emperor but also like the current emperor, like... Ding Ke unconsciously dropped the document in his hand on the ground, and rushed out of the treatment center without caring about picking up the things on the ground, but the team of carriages and horses had disappeared.

Something big is going to happen in Beijing.

……

At least Yang Mo felt that the journey was very peaceful, even calmer than when she came here, with Qiu Tong taking care of her, Yang Mo slept soundly in the carriage.

When the carriage was about to arrive in the capital, it entered the official posthouse, and a woman came up to wait on Yang Mo and the others to change into clean clothes. Anything used in the epidemic area was not allowed to be brought into Beijing.

Thanks to the fact that Yang Mo came here in light clothes, there was no salute, but it's a pity for the dresses I bought these days.

Qiu Tong could see Yang Mo's thoughts, "Why don't I go and ask if I can accommodate you."

Yang Mo shook her head. After all, it was about the spread of the plague, and these matters could not be neglected. "Just do as the court requires."

After resting for two days, the newly arranged horse-drawn carriage picked up all the talents and entered Beijing in one go.

Usually everyone would stay away from the carriages and horses returning from the epidemic area, but today it was very lively.

Yang Mo sat in the car and listened to the noise outside.

"Miss Yang is back."

"Miss Yang who can cure acne."

"Quick...quick...follow and have a look."

The crowd followed the carriage and soon gathered in front of Yang's house.

The carriage stopped, Qiu Tong stepped forward to lift the curtain, and someone from the Yang family came to meet her. When Yang Mo got off the carriage, she saw Aunt Lu waiting in front of the door.

Lu's eyes were red, apparently she had just cried, and she was much thinner than when she left, as if she had suffered a serious illness. Next to her were Yang Mingshi and Sister Ying.

Yang Mo was about to enter the door with Lu Shi and others, when she heard someone in the crowd say: "Wait..."

Yang Mo stopped and turned her head, and saw someone coming forward through the bustling crowd. The man was five or sixty years old, with white hair, and the sophistication and arrogance accumulated over the years.

Yang Mo recalled a little before she remembered that this person was Ding Er who bet with her.

Ding Er said that if she can cure bayberry sores, he will stop practicing medicine.

This time Ding Er came over, I don't know what's the purpose.

Na Ding'er's face was gloomy like the sky before the downpour.

"What is Doctor Ding going to do?"

People around immediately talked about it.

Ding Er paused slightly in front of Yang Mo, then knelt down on his knees.

There was an uproar all of a sudden.

Yang Mo stepped forward to support her and hurriedly looked at the family members next to her. Before the Yang family could step forward, Ding Er had folded his hands together, bowed his head and bowed three times in succession.

"Ding Langzhong actually kneeled down on a woman."

"The face of the Ding family has been lost today. Who will let him see a doctor in the future? I'm afraid he really can't be a doctor anymore."

"How can an imposing seven-foot man bow down to a woman."

Standing by the side, Mrs. Lu had to rely on Mrs. Yang Mingshi to stand firm. She could hardly believe her eyes. The little-known old man Ding would kneel down to worship the eldest lady. A man is heaven. It is impossible to have it anyway.

Ding Er's face was uglier than anyone else's, but he said tremblingly, "I have an appointment with Miss Yang. If Miss Yang cures the bayberry sore, I, Ding Er, will no longer practice medicine, but I, Ding Er, will practice medicine all my life." From now on, it is like killing me to go to the clinic, so I am here to ask Miss Yang, forgive me for my lies that day."

Yang Mo whispered to the Yang family, "Hurry up and help Mr. Ding up."

The family members of the Yang family stepped forward to help, Yang Mo looked at Ding Er through Mi Li, "It's just an arrogant statement, Mr. Ding doesn't have to be serious." When she was in modern times, the directors of the two departments also had to fight for a patient. When the face is red.

With a grateful expression on Ding Er's face, he was helped to stand up, and looked at Yang Mo, "I heard that Baohetang is recruiting a doctor, is Miss Yang suitable for me?"

Hearing this, Yang Mo couldn't help but startled. With Mr. Ding's qualifications, as long as he was at home, he would be picked up by a wealthy family for a doctor's visit. Occasionally, he would sit in the pharmacy, just like Mr. Bai, to support the big pharmacy. How could it be possible to be an ordinary doctor in a pharmacy.

"Ding Er actually went to Baohetang to be a doctor."

"It's crazy, and a woman is the boss."

Ding Er seemed to have made up his mind, regardless of the surrounding discussions, he just looked at Yang Mo and hoped to get a positive answer. With Miss Yang's medical skills, let alone let him go to Baohetang to be a doctor, even if it was for Miss Yang. He is also willing to be an apprentice. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)