Jishi doctor arrives

"Zhou Chengling," Yang Mo felt that she could no longer dodge, and said to Zhou Chengling what she should have, as if he would help her all the time, "I don't want to guess about the political situation," but a person is here, it is impossible to be alone, " I will not put all my energy on this, just like my mother and other women, they are full of housekeepers and husbands, I can't do it, I have my own ideas, I want to make good use of mine Medical skills, teach more disciples to save more people."

Zhou Chengling thought of an ancient person, he probably couldn't understand what she meant, and talking to an ancient man was like playing the piano against a cow, but since it was him, she was willing to take some time to explain.

"Everyone has only a few decades in this world, and they all have to experience being children, parents, and elders. If everyone is the same, it's like being carved out of the same mold. What's the point of these decades? Think about it when you get old. I also feel regretful, and I don’t want to regret it.” So even if she comes here, she will try her best to live a good life, and she doesn’t want to drift with the crowd and live in a muddle-headed way.

Zhou Chengling had already thought that she didn't open the pharmacy to support the Yang family. She really wanted to practice medicine and cure diseases for the rest of her life. He had thought that she might give up one day, but now it seems that she has no such plan. Unlike others, before he knew her, he would feel that a woman has so many thoughts.

He has always wondered why she would think this way, "After getting married, she will have children and take care of the middle school. If you like to hire a few more people to take care of the pharmacy, you can also teach students." Many people don't do everything by themselves.

Yang Mo said: "That's different. You have to do what you like. Just like you can't find someone to write and read for you."

"Also," Yang Mo finished in one breath, she raised her head and looked at Zhou Chengling with clear eyes, "Zhou Chengling, I have a lot of demands. Although I come from a humble background, I have a lot of demands. I won't wrong myself, otherwise The grievance will be replaced by resentment in the future. It is impossible for you to have no grievances with me. Instead of becoming like that, it is better to let go now and forget each other in the rivers and lakes."

She raised her head, and he looked at her quietly.

"Your thinking is really strange."

"It's not the same as other women. The Yang family's teachings are not different. How can a woman like you come out?"

Yang Mo knew that no matter how she concealed it, she was just showing it to outsiders. She was still the modern Yang Mo in her heart, without any changes, otherwise she would not have to practice medicine.Do amazing things here.

She felt that she couldn't worry about the inner house all day long, staring at her belly to give birth.It is also necessary to arrange those gorgeous women on the husband's bed, and go out to banquets all day long to gather with those wives and chat with the parents.

Looking at her frank eyes, Zhou Chengling lost the sophistication of practicing medicine, a little straightforward, a little naive, just like what his aunt said about him, saying he was dull.I don't know how to keep a person.Fortunately, he didn't make her completely resist because of these, if he likes someone.I will not watch her become a domesticated hawk, but see how high she can fly.

Like each other, even when she is happy, she can't help showing a smile. If you meet such a person, you have to indulge your own mind.It's okay, life is decades, be free with her, and be happy with her when she is happy, but it's as simple as that.

Zhou Chengling said: "Do you know the prophecy?"

Prophecy?Isn't that something Taoist divination, Zhou Chengling also read prophecy?Could it be that the descendants of the Zhou family all have such a preference.

Yang Mo said: "I know."

Zhou Chengling nodded, and handed the "Shaking the Dragon Scripture" in his hand to Yang Mo, "I know the art of prophecy and can detect the future."

Said seriously as if true.

His expression is calm, and he looks very determined, especially his eyes are as clear as spring water. The first time he saw him, he just glanced at his face in a hurry. In his impression, his clothes are always so beautiful, with dark lines and fine lines. It is obvious that he is outstanding, but now if you look closely, it is he who wears the clothes nicely and sits in an ordinary way, and I feel that the meticulousness of sitting is just right.

Yang Mo glanced at the Shaking Dragon Sutra, she was confused by the winding words on it, and immediately returned it to Zhou Chengling, who knew that she almost fell off without holding it. They bumped into each other, and the book fell to the ground. Yang Mo was about to bend down, but Zhou Chengling grabbed her hand.

His hand held her fingertips, and the green and clear fingers on his hand touched her fingers, which made her feel a little chilly, and she couldn't help trembling when he pressed against her so tightly. Is it because of the coolness of Yue Zhi or the warmth of his palm, "I know you will practice medicine in the future."

Yang Mo couldn't help laughing, a big rock in her heart fell like this, being blocked by others is different from being indulged by others, one is dull pain, and the other is such joy.

The two of them are so close, and the room is so quiet, as if they can hear each other's breathing. From a distance, it seems that they have already embraced her in their arms. After a long time of silence, Jiang Ping's voice came from outside. Cough.

"Master, there is a patient in Baohetang."

Jiang Ping has been outside the door, and he must have heard what they said just now. Yang Mo's cheeks were slightly red, and she thought about standing up, "I'll go to the front to see the patients."

Zhou Chengling said: "I will go with you."

I'm afraid others don't know that he is an idler, and he went to see patients with her...

"I can't stop watching in the future."

These words have a certain meaning, as if they are talking about the future.

Yang Mo did not refuse to go to the front with Zhou Chengling.

"Master." Wei Mao greeted him, unexpectedly saw Zhou Chengling behind him, and didn't know how to salute.

Wei Mao is one of the few people who knows Zhou Chengling's identity.

Wei Mao stepped forward and bowed, Zhou Chengling nodded, Wei Mao retracted the words that came to his lips.

"Where is the patient?" Yang Mo turned around and asked.

Only then did Wei Mao come to his senses, "Outside, I don't want to let other people diagnose the disease, just wait for the master." If they were other people, they would definitely not bother the master, the child that the woman brought looked really pitiful.

Yang Mo nodded and walked out a few steps, and immediately heard a woman's panicked voice, "I heard that Baohetang is looking for someone with malaria, and my son is it. Missy, please come and see my son."

This time, in order to treat bayberry sores, many pharmacies in central Beijing went to help find malaria patients, promising that the patients would be treated free of charge, but no malaria patients came to the door. Malaria is a seasonal disease that is basically in winter. It is impossible for anyone to get it.

Thinking of this, Yang Mo opened the curtain and saw a woman in a coarse cloth dress. She only had a wooden hairpin inserted on her head, and her dress was patched with patches. She held a child tightly in her arms. It seemed to be only two or three years old, and the child's eyes were looking around through the woman's arms.

Seeing Yang Mo, the woman was stunned for a moment, before she heard Yang Mo say: "Wei Mao, please bring the patient into the inner room for treatment."

"Miss Yang, is this Miss Yang?" The woman came back to her senses.

Wei Mao said: "This is our master."

It was Miss Yang, the woman stood up immediately, took two steps forward and then knelt down, her forehead almost touched the tip of Yang Mo's shoe, like a good man and woman worshiping Buddha, she kept saluting, "Miss, Miss, please Save my son, I beg you to save my son, I will repay your kindness in the next life."

"Get up quickly." Yang Mo was about to help the woman up.

But the woman stubbornly refused to get up, "Miss, please save my son, please save my son!" It seemed that Yang Mo would never look at her son as long as she didn't beg.

Wei Mao and the others couldn't go forward to help them, so they hurriedly called the woman over, but the woman had a lot of strength and refused to get up no matter what she said.

The woman had already planned that as long as their mother and son could see Miss Yang, she would risk her life to beg Miss Yang. She had endured a lot of hardships along the way, and she could not give up the baby's chance of survival.

"Let me see the child." Yang Mo looked at the almost crazy woman and said.

The woman stopped kowtowing after hearing this, thinking of the child in her arms, she stopped there not knowing what to do.

Yang Mo said: "The bed has been made inside, take the child there so that I can diagnose and treat it."

The woman shook her head desperately, "I listen to the eldest lady, I listen to the eldest lady." There was already a blood mark on her forehead, and her bun became more messy, looking very embarrassed.

The woman followed the mother-in-law to put the child on the bed, and the people around couldn't help but gasped.

This child is really thin, his thin arms are like bamboo poles, his head is extraordinarily big, his face is pale and his lips are bloodless.

The woman looked at Yang Mo with a guilty conscience. When she heard about Baohetang, she thought of pretending that the child had malaria so that she could ask Miss Yang for a diagnosis. She had seen someone who had malaria, not her son. With such an appearance, the eldest lady will know it at a glance...

Yang Mo stepped forward and reached out to touch the child's forehead. The child's temperature was very high, "Wei Mao, prepare cold water to cool down the patient."

Such a weak child cannot have a high fever all the time. First of all, malignant fever must be prevented.

Wei Mao responded.

Yang Mo looked at the child carefully. The child's abdomen didn't have any fat on his body, but was skinny. Yang Mo looked at the woman, "Why is the child like this?"

The woman cried, "It's me...it's all me...I took care of it carefully, but it still looks like this. I thought that when his father passed the exam, the family would be fine. How could I think of him?" He got sick and asked me how to explain to his father."

The woman cried so much that she couldn't stand and squatted on the ground, "His father will definitely pass the exam this time, he will definitely pass the exam," she said and looked at Yang Mo, "Where is the Gongyuan? When will I release him, I'm going to Find his father."

Yang Mo felt very strange, why did the woman say that she would definitely pass the exam?Didn't Qiuwei already publish the list?Thinking of this, Yang Mo looked at Zhou Chengling beside him.

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I always wanted to add updates, but I didn't expect to write from morning to night. . . . . . . .Alas (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)