Jishi doctor arrives

The people in Tai Hospital deliberately said that he was his beloved son, which was to humiliate him in front of the emperor.

Old Yan Ge heard the sound of gold and stone in his ears, he took a breath and calmed his mind, "Your Majesty, the famous doctors in Beijing are all checking the pulse, but the results are different from those in the imperial hospital. The doctors wrote the diagnosis documents and asked the emperor to preview and make a decision."

Doctor Feng raised his forehead and looked at the thatched cottage.

There was silence in the thatched cottage, and it took a long time for the bell to ring.

The servant hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "The emperor wants to read the document."

The emperor didn't understand medical principles, so what can he do? Feng Yuyi took out the document and handed it to the servant. Feng Guozhang knew that Mr. Yan Ge would hand over the memorial of impeachment one day, but because of Mr. Chang's relationship, on this day It's a bit early, but Feng Guozhang's situation has already been set up, no matter what, Old Yan Ge can't escape.

The winner of this chess game is still Feng Guozhang, and Doctor Feng stood there confidently.

"Who wrote this?"

The emperor's question came from the thatched cottage.

Yan Ge always thought of Miss Yang, but it would be ridiculous to move a teenage girl out at this time, "It's... Mr. Bai from Baohetang."

"He said...it wasn't bayberry sore?"

Yan Ge said: "The rash is not easy to distinguish. I don't know what basis the Tai Hospital has to insist that it is bayberry sore."

Physician Feng was about to speak.

The emperor said: "Some people say yes, some people say no, can't I come here to diagnose the disease?"

Yan Ge hurriedly bowed down.

With the sound of footsteps, the emperor opened the hanging curtain of the thatched hut. He didn't know what to look for on the old man's face, "I believe that the old man Yan Ge is very strict with his younger generations. Since he denies it is bayberry sore, he will treat the disease according to what the doctor said. Okay..." He stretched out his hand, "It's just that you can't use the prescription for bayberry sores."

"I think about it, this is the most fair to my lovers."

Dr. Feng, who was depressed at first, suddenly brightened his eyes. Any herbal medicine that is good for bayberry sores can be used on Yan Erye.

"Your majesty is wise." Doctor Feng fell to the ground first.

Elder Yan Ge followed suit.

After the two of them walked out, Feng Guozhang came out tremblingly from behind the screen. Seeing the emperor lift up his official robe and knelt down slowly, the old man was struggling to move, and he seemed even more loyal, "Your Majesty, will this be the case?" I'm a bit stricter on Mrs. Yan Ge, Mrs. Yan Ge only has such an only son, just in case..."

The emperor raised his eyes to look at Feng Guozhang, who was on the ground with a peaceful expression, "Everyone says you are a traitor, are you or not?"

Feng Guozhang hurriedly bowed his body and said slowly, "I dare not, I will devote myself to the emperor and the Great Zhou Dynasty, and I will do my best before I die."

The emperor put down the curtain, turned around and walked back to the thatched hut, "I'll see if you are loyal or he is loyal."

……

Old Yan Ge went straight back to the mansion.

In the inner room, Mrs. Yan was waiting anxiously, "How is it?"

Old Yan Ge's tightly locked brows loosened a bit, "The emperor said that if Qiaoer can get better if he doesn't treat it according to bayberry sore, then it is naturally not bayberry sore. People from Tai Hospital have already gone to the pharmacy at home to treat Yangmei All medicines related to sores were taken away.”

Mrs. Yan breathed a sigh of relief, with a look of joy on her face, "Finally, God has eyes and protected my Yan family."

Yang Mo walked to the door and heard Mrs. Yan's voice.

The maid stepped forward to open the curtain, Yang Mo walked in, saluted the people in the room, Yang Mo raised her head.

Mrs. Yan looked at Miss Yang happily, "Thanks to you this time, otherwise we don't know what to do. The emperor believed us because of the document you wrote." Turn black into white.

"Madam," Yang Mo's clear voice sounded in the room, "Er Yan's illness is indeed bayberry sore."

The expressions of everyone in the room froze.

Mrs. Yan couldn't help standing up first, "Miss Yang said...what is it? Yangmei sore? This...how is it possible."

Syphilis can be macular, papular, and pustular. The most reliable basis for diagnosis is to take the patient's cerebrospinal fluid for examination. Palpation depends on whether the patient's inguinal lymph nodes are enlarged. Come to Fuchu.

She was sure that Auntie had syphilis, so Erye Yan naturally didn't need to be diagnosed again.

Yan Ge frowned, "Mr. Bai has already written a prescription, let's try it."

It was like he couldn't believe it.

It's no wonder, she didn't diagnose it at first, but now she suddenly announced the result, the Yan family naturally wouldn't believe it, besides, the papular syphilis that Yan Erye suffered from was very similar to pityriasis rosea, and the shape was indeed somewhat different from bayberry sore.

"It's getting late, and it's time to send Miss Yang back to Chang's house," Yan Ge said, getting up and looking at Yang Mo, "Missy saved Yan's family today, please be respected by the old man." Properly bowed down to Yang Mo.

Yang Mo hurriedly squatted down to salute, "The old man's words are serious."

Elder Yan Ge had already seen off the guests, so no one would listen to what she said.

The Yan family is a family of etiquette, no matter what they do, they must first keep their reputation.

Yang Mo followed Mrs. Yan out of the Chaoshou corridor, Yang Mo stopped and looked at Mrs. Yan, "Ma'am, listen to me, the rash on Second Master Yan and Auntie Yan's body has broken down, and others may get sick if they get infected. Take precautions, madam."

Madam Yan's face was full of sorrow, and she was even more flustered when she heard this, "What will happen if you don't get treatment in time?"

In ancient times, there was no specific medicine for syphilis, even with Smilax smilax, the effect was minimal. Treponema pallidum infected the human body, and people would slowly fester and die.

Yang Mo's expression was calm, "Ma'am knows what will happen to my bayberry sore."

Madam Yan's hands suddenly trembled.

"Miss Yang, please save the second master!" A sad voice came, and the aunt Yang Mo had met just now knelt down in front of her, kowtowing non-stop.

Yang Mo couldn't bear it, this aunt and Yan Erye are both under 20 years old, and now they can only wait to die like this.

The woman next to her pulled Auntie away, and Mrs. Yan personally sent Yang Mo to the carriage.

The carriage went all the way back to Chang's house. When Yang Mo got out of the car, she realized that the car was full of gifts from Yan's family, including calligraphy, paintings, clothing materials, ornaments, and a big box.

Yang Mo invited Mrs. Chang to go back to the yard.

Mrs. Chang brought tea to Mrs. Chang herself.

"It's not a solution to always show your face like this," Mrs. Chang sighed, "But when others come to ask, we have to give face."

The Second Mrs. Chang smiled and looked at Mrs. Chang, "I think it's a good thing. People who eat five grains will get sick. Sister-in-law has such a daughter-in-law in the house. She will show kindness to others in the future, and she is afraid that others will not repay her."

Mrs. Chang looked at the second wife complainingly, "My sister-in-law said that it seems that I agreed to this marriage for profit."

The Second Mrs. Chang smiled and waved her hands, "That's not what I mean, I mean that my sister-in-law is a blessed person. You must know that the Yan family has never given anyone such a heavy gift."

Let the family of etiquette send calligraphy and painting, that is a multi-layered friendship.

……

Yang Mo closed her eyes, it was the aunt's pleading expression, she couldn't ignore it, even if Yan's family was deceiving their ears and stealing the bell now, the second master Yan's illness could not be cured, and the Yan's family would lose their reputation.

Yang Mo sat up and told Qiu Tong, "Bring the lamp, I want to read." Apart from western medicine, is there really no other way to treat it?

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