Jishi doctor arrives

Malaria is transmitted by mosquitoes. Now that winter is approaching, pharmacies have not treated malaria patients for a long time.

Yang Mo said: "It's better to ask people to find out if there are any patients suffering from malaria. If there is no malaria in Beijing, go to the vicinity of the capital and ask."

In addition to the method of fighting poison with fire, I can't think of a second method that can adapt to the current situation.

Mr. Bai shook his head, "However, there are many patients this time. Miss Yang wants to treat them all?"

Yang Mo looked at Mr. Bai, "To tell you the truth, I have thought about it for a long time. In the past, the treatment of Mr. Yan and his aunt was only a small-scale trial treatment. After that, no new treatment method was used on a large scale."

Old Mr. Bai was a little surprised when he heard this, "Miss, you want to officially use a new prescription to treat bayberry sores?" It is necessary to be shy.

Yang Mo said: "I was just an orphan at the time, and all I could do was save the lives of two people. Now that I have Baohetang and an apprentice, if I treat this disease, it shouldn't be the same as before."

From an orphan girl to a female doctor, it is natural to have different results for the same disease.

The current Yang Mo is not the Yang Molan locked in the inner house, so naturally she has to do better, she has to do more than just a case.

Yang Mo and Mr. Bai carefully discussed what to do, "It is necessary to write a document to tell the patients that our new prescription is risky, it may be ineffective, it may have bad results, but it is also likely to cure. good."

Wei Mao next to him felt excited when he heard it.

A new prescription must have a process for everyone to agree.

Yang Mo said: "We can only treat the disease if the patient is willing to treat it. So we must sign the document."

New prescription, this is a new prescription, to treat diseases that others cannot cure, and it is no longer a case of diagnosis and treatment one by one, but such a large number of treatments.

Old Mr. Bai stroked his beard, "Even if all the patients are willing to come for treatment, we don't have enough manpower. How can Missy manage to come here alone?"

Yang Mo laughed and raised her head to look around. "Isn't there a lot of people? I will teach some of Wei Mao's disciples first, and then I will guide them to treat them. There are still many doctors in our pharmacy."

Hearing this, Wei Mao felt his blood boil, thanks to following Miss Yang, otherwise there would be no chance to see such a thing, and he had to know a lot of pharmacies.When there are new prescriptions, they are carefully tested and used in a secretive manner. The teacher does not even let the apprentice know when he dispenses the medicine. How can a teacher teach his disciples like this.

Wei Mao looked at Qin Chong who was beside him, and Qin Chong was already fascinated.

Yang Mo said: "If you want to cure it, you have to arrange it now."

Old Mr. Bai's jaw.Ding Er who was next to him also heard the news, hurried over and said, "Miss, are you going to treat bayberry sores again?"

Yang Mo nodded with a smile.

She and Ding Er knew each other because of bayberry sores, so Ding Er knelt down to her and came to Baohetang to help her without hesitation.

The bayberry sore did not bring back bad memories for Ding Er, but made him look forward to it very much.

Yangmei sore is a disease that all doctors can't cure, and the Tai Hospital is also helpless. Ever since I met the young lady who cured the son of Yan Ge's hometown.In his dreams, he would also dream that he cured a patient with his own hands.

Every time he wakes up from the dream, he will sigh, when will this dream come true.

"Miss. This time, can I help this time?" Ding Er's gray hair trembled excitedly, and his eyes were wide open. He thought that because of her status as a woman, Miss Yang would avoid such diseases from now on. After all, Miss Yang is now the owner of the pharmacy, unlike the orphan girl in the past, who has no choice.

Yang Mo said: "Of course I need Mr. Ding's help."

Hearing these words, Ding Er almost jumped up from the ground. He had lived for so many years and finally waited for this day. His nose was sore and tears almost fell down. He once missed the opportunity to see him because of his arrogance.

It was this woman, who looked at him with a smile regardless of previous suspicions, and promised to let him help.

Let him have a feeling that it is just for today, just for today, just for this time, and he is there in a daze, not knowing how to describe his current mood.

Yang Mo turned to look at the pharmacy, "Just to treat bayberry sores, we need to leave patients in the pharmacy. Our pharmacy is too small, so we need to arrange it carefully."

In ancient times, there was no such thing as allowing patients to be hospitalized, which restricted better observation of patients, taking medicines and changing medicines anytime and anywhere.

Malaria is used to treat bayberry sores, so she can't let patients out of her sight.

Shopkeeper Jiang said, "I'll ask someone to free up the rooms behind where the herbal medicines are stored, and use them for the eldest lady to treat patients."

Yang Mo nodded, so he probably had a plan.

……

It was getting dark in a blink of an eye, and Yang Mo was about to go back to Yang's house, when a woman came and said, "Miss, there are people from the medicine shop next door."

Yang Mo said: "Let someone come in and talk!"

It was Ajiu who came, and when she saw Yang Mo, Ajiu bowed politely, "Miss, our young master is waiting in the yard next to him, and asked if we could meet."

It was inconvenient for Zhou Chengling to come over, so Yang Mo thought about it and went to Zhou Chengling's pharmacy to talk.

"Have you thought about asking for a gentleman with an idea?" Zhou Chengling stood at the door with very gentle eyes, looking at Yang Mo carefully.

Looking at those clear eyes, Yang Mo felt a little guilty. Fortunately, he had something to talk about first, so he continued, "I'm just a woman, how can I ask you to move my husband, and even a better one is not cheap."

For those who are better, who doesn't work as an aide at a dignitary's house, it is not easy for her to find a shopkeeper, let alone someone who can give an idea.

"It's not expensive," Zhou Chengling took the lamp from Ajiu and placed it on the table. Under the light, his face seemed to be a little softer, but it couldn't conceal the heroic spirit on his face. It looks like it has just been dyed with ink, so bright, "It only costs four stone meters a year."

Four shimi a year, how can there be a gentleman who wants such a price.

Yang Mo was about to laugh, but Zhou Chengling looked at her with a half-smile on the corner of his mouth, making it impossible to see what it meant, "If you agree, the master will come up with an idea now, do you want to listen?"

For some reason, looking at the smiling face, Yang Mo's face became hot. It turned out that Zhou Chengling was talking about Mr. himself, "Mr. has an idea, why don't you come and listen."

Zhou Chengling said: "The weather in South Zhili is warmer than here. Last time you treated bayberry sores, it took more than ten days for you to get malaria. If you calculate it like this, it is not difficult to find malaria patients there. I will definitely help you find it."

Zhou Chengling wanted to help her, but he didn't expect that he had no other opinion on her treatment of bayberry sores, but followed her wishes...

Yang Mo just wanted to thank Zhou Chengling.

Zhou Chengling continued: "It's just that the people who came to see you today were incited by others. Those people are under the control of the madam. If you want them to cooperate with you in treating the illness, you have to nod the madam."

It's too late for nothing, what these people want to do is to ruin her reputation.

It doesn't matter, she is already mentally prepared, in other words, it's up to her whether she minds or not, what she does is against women's morality, Yang Mo thought about raising her head to look at Zhou Chengling, but all the ancients cared about reputation.

Not only is Zhou Chengling no exception, he is even more different from ordinary people.

Zhou Chengling sat a few feet away from her and looked at her. There was deep meaning in his eyes, as if he could see into Yang Mo's heart. The room was silent, and Yang Mo suddenly felt a little fuzzy. I wondered if Jiang Ping was in the corridor. listen.

Quiet, but it seems that the heart beats extra fast.

Zhou Chengling suddenly said: "It seems that my husband and the boss still have some time to get in touch."

The candlelight danced, she raised her face, her face was extraordinarily graceful, hearing what he said, she couldn't help laughing.

Zhou Chengling said: "I mean the bustard nods, you don't have one patient. A place as big as Baohetang can treat several patients."

A bustard wants to bring a few sick people to the house, that's what Zhou Chengling meant.

Yang Mo said: "Then what can you do?"

"My pharmacy is next to the Baohetang. If the young lady doesn't mind it, she can let the doctor who can treat bayberry sores bring the patients to my pharmacy. This way, I can take care of her."

"Thank you." Yang Mo looked at Zhou Chengling.

She thought he would persuade her not to treat patients with bayberry sores, but she didn't expect that he would take out the pharmacy for her to use.

"Remember my four-stone rice."

Yang Mo has no impression of four-shi rice, and really wonders if four-shi rice can support a person. Yang Mo wanted to stand up, intending to dial the wick, but she didn't expect Zhou Chengling to have the same intention, and the two bumped into each other.

She almost ran into his arms, and she couldn't help being a little dazed, she wasn't a very tall person by visual inspection, but she looked very muscular when she got closer, which made her look extraordinarily weak.

Raising her head, she only reached his chin. After all, she is an ancient person with both civil and military skills, which is different from modern people who have not fully developed morality, intelligence and physique.

Yang Mo took a step back, "If there are more patients, I'll borrow the pharmacy."

Zhou Chengling said: "I ordered to go down and let shopkeeper Jiang come to make arrangements."

Yang Mo hummed, "Then I... I'll go back first." She felt that she said goodbye very neatly and acted properly, so she went all the way out and got into her own carriage, but it took her a long time to remember that from beginning to end she It seems that they didn't salute Zhou Chengling.

……

The next day Yang Mo came to the pharmacy early in the morning, wrote out the new prescription for treating bayberry sores, and handed it to the old bustard to see.

Seeing the densely packed text, the old bustard frowned, "Hey, I never heard that someone needs to write so many words to cure a disease. If he can't read, what should he do?" He paused, "Missy should It's not that I don't want to be treated, that's why I made such an excuse."

Shopkeeper Jiang said indifferently: "Wenshu Baohetang has given it to you, whether you want to treat it or not, you can go back and think about it yourself!"

The doctor next to him said: "That's right, you don't understand the documents, go to the street and find someone to ask, and you will be able to ask clearly."

The old bustard snorted coldly, "Don't think that a piece of paper can frighten me. If Miss Yang says it can be cured, my poor daughters will definitely come to be cured. No one else can be cured, but we can't be cured." reason."

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