Jishi doctor arrives

The emperor wanted to expand the Shangqing Court and repair the palace, and asked the Ministry of Householding for 100 million taels of silver. Although the Ministry of Households calculated a tax of 100 million taels, more than 2000 million taels were distributed directly in the local area and would not be received at all. Coming from Beijing, coupled with overspending every year, the financial pressure is increasing, and the household department has been busy all night before taking out 100 million taels.

Thanks to the bumper harvest last year, this year the Jiangning Weaving Mansion was able to hand over thousands more bolts of silk. Qiao Wenjing was counting the white money and bent down to sit in the official sedan chair. As soon as the servants lifted the sedan chair, Qiao Wenjing felt A stabbing pain in the bottom of the ass.

Qiao Wenjing frowned and opened the car curtain, and was about to call for someone to stop, but saw his colleagues coming out of the yamen while talking. It would not be ashamed in front of so many people, so he had to lift his buttocks and use his hands to grope .

I don't know which servant didn't walk steadily, the sedan chair trembled violently, Qiao Wenjing lost his balance and sat down again in the sedan chair, as if a few thorns got in all of a sudden, Qiao Wenjing couldn't help it anymore, and shouted.

The servants were shocked and hurriedly stopped the sedan chair to check.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Qiao Wenjing had no choice but to endure the pain, and waved to his servants, "Hurry up, go back home."

The official sedan chair hastily disappeared from everyone's sight.

Mrs. Qiao heard that the master was back, so she hurried over immediately.

"what happened?"

"I don't know why there are prickly pears in the sedan chair. Our mansion has built a garden in the past few days. Whoever brought it in while cleaning the sedan chair may have stabbed the master." Mama Huang said in a low voice.

"Have you invited the doctor over here?"

Huang's mother shook her head, "Master refuses, and is asking the servant girl to pick out the thorn with a needle."

No matter what time it is, you need to save face, Mrs. Qiao told Ms. Huang, "Call the doctor who often comes at home, he won't go out and talk nonsense."

Mother Huang responded and hurried down to make arrangements.

After a while, the doctor came into the inner room with a medicine box. Qiao Wenjing lay on the kang, revealing his snow-white buttocks, while the little maid next to him was picking it carefully.

"Have you come out yet?" Qiao Wenjing asked loudly.

The little maid hurriedly said: "Some are too small to get out." The needle went in and pricked, and with a little force, I saw the master's tight buttocks. Finally, I hoped that the doctor would come, so I hurriedly avoided to let the doctor look at it.

The doctor examined it carefully, and found that the wound was only slightly red and swollen, "It's not a problem, just use a small prescription for external application, but the master will inevitably feel uncomfortable these two days."

Qiao Wenjing was in a hurry, and threw the small purple sand plum blossom pot next to him on the ground. Suddenly, he smelled the stench coming from the doctor, and frowned, "What is it?"

The doctor stammered and said: "It's Artemisia annua, the young one was picking Artemisia annua just now, and I heard that the master is in a hurry, so I didn't have time to change my clothes."

Artemisia annua, the herb used by Miss Yang to treat malaria.

"What are you picking those things for?"

The doctor bowed his head and said: "Now all the doctors in the capital are looking for patients suffering from malaria," said Qiao Wenjing cautiously. Avoid, no matter how you treat this disease, the effect will not be good, and most patients will convulse and die when they have a high fever.

But ever since Miss Yang rescued a malaria patient, doctors in the capital began to follow suit one after another. The Artemisia annua near the capital used to be neglected, but now they are scrambling to pick it up, boil it in water, and steam it in a drawer. Everyone used various methods, and added them to the previous anti-malarial prescriptions, only thinking that they could overshadow the Yang family's prescriptions, but... Only Miss Yang's method of soaking in salt to extract the juice was effective.

"Is it cured?"

"Some are cured, some are not cured." Those who are not cured are basically seriously ill and elderly patients.

Hearing this, Qiao Wenjing smiled. There is always something that can't be cured. Is the little Artemisia annua really comparable to the magic medicine?

He just waited for Miss Yang's reputation for curing the dead, and then he thought of a way to present the magic medicine, so as to get the credit again. When Qiao Wenjing thought of this, the doctor sprinkled the medicine powder on the wound, and it hurt like a needle prick.

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Old Mr. Bai entrusted someone to deliver the medical books around him. Yang Mo just read the books and didn't know how much noise Artemisia annua caused outside.

The doctors went through the classics of prescriptions, and found in an obscure corner a single prescription about the treatment of malaria by squeezing water from Artemisia annua, but that prescription was not included in the official prescription.

Now the doctors are overjoyed, Artemisia annua is the folk prescription.

The old gentlemen of the Jingfang School used this reason to work together to stop the use of folk remedies to treat malaria. It can be said that Miss Yang's cure of malaria was just a moment of luck, and not all malaria can be cured.

As the whole incident spread, all the doctors near the capital gathered here, waiting to see how Miss Yang used malaria to cure bayberry sores.

It is accidental that Artemisia annua cures malaria, so what is the cure for malaria?

Second Master Yan and Auntie Yan became enthusiastic one after another, and the carriage of Yan's family took Yang Mo to Yan's house.

As soon as the carriage entered Yan's mansion, the tavern across the street from Yan's mansion was full of people, and everyone wanted to hear the news as soon as possible.

Compared with the eagerness of outsiders, Yang Mo calmly tried Aunt Zheng's body temperature with her hand, and it must reach super high temperature for two hours to eliminate Treponema pallidum.

Mr. Bai was sitting next to him on a low tree, while Shen Weiyan and Yang Mo were busy in the side room respectively.

Yang Mo tested her body temperature and nodded to Qiu Tong who was next to her. Qiu Tong immediately brought the hourglass for timing, as long as one hour is enough.

"How to tell if it has reached the temperature for treating bayberry sore?"

The voice was the doctor Shen Weiyan called to help.

Yang Mo said: "When the patient doesn't know that he is cold, he has entered the fever period, the body is hot, the eyes are congested, and the spirit is listless. Then look at the pulse beating very fast."

"How much does the pulse beat?" The voice came next.

"120 times to..." Yang Mo suddenly realized that there were no minutes in ancient times. She had been avoiding answering in modern words, but she didn't expect this person to ask just right, and directly hit the most important part of her words.

Yang Mo turned her head, the man's eyes were bright like the glare of the sun, there was a heavy beard growing around his cheeks, and his skin was dark. At first glance, he was very inconspicuous, but she just felt that something was wrong, maybe his eyes were too bright, but his face was blurred. Too much cover, people can not see clearly.

The woman in front of her was only surprised for a moment, then said calmly: "200 to [-] times, a quarter of an hour."

It is natural to say this, as if I made a mistake in my haste just now.In fact, those 120 times were very smooth.

"How do I call you?" Yang Mo lowered her head, pretending to be nonchalant.

"Liu Chengling."

The two seemed to be looking at each other unintentionally, and seemed to be thinking about each other.

Yang Mo raised her head and saw her own clear shadow in Liu Chengling's eyes. ***********************************Thanks to el for the sachet.Thanks to book friend 1 9'00585(10 for the update ticket. Thanks to Mei Zaifei for the pk ticket.

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