Jishi doctor arrives

Hearing Miss Yang's words, Yan Ge showed a bit of worry, and Doctor Tong's frown relaxed a little.

Lying was the Yang family's secret recipe before, and it was just to find a reasonable explanation for her medical skills. As long as she could pick up the medicine box and treat the disease smoothly, even if she was held accountable, she would have already figured out a way to deal with it.

What's more, she had already prepared for the treatment of Master Qiao this time. It was exactly what she wished for that the imperial court would pay attention to the treatment of malaria with Artemisia annua.

Yang Mo paused for a moment before whispering: "This prescription is from all the prescriptions for treating malaria in ancient books when my father was alive, and then he found Artemisia annua, and found that the boiled Artemisia annua didn't work, so he used it. The method of soaking in salt... I wanted to wait until the doctor of the Yang family's pharmacy came to test the effect, but something happened to the Yang family that year... The concubine was also ill for three years because of this, and it happened that a servant of the Yan family was suffering from malaria. Only the concubine dared to try my late father's secret recipe."

But any new prescription must be used by patients before it can be spread, and Miss Yang's words are also reasonable.

"At Miss Yang's age, it's really not easy to remember so many secret recipes of the Yang family." The servant's voice was slightly low and sharp, which sounded harsh.

"I have liked medical skills since I was a child. My late father was afraid that my qualifications would be stupid, so I didn't dare to go out and make a joke." Yang Mo replied very respectfully.

The waiter seemed to be thinking about something for a while, and said for a moment: "The elders of the Yang family are too self-effacing. Miss Yang's intelligence is rare in this world, let alone the Great Zhou Dynasty."

It sounds like she is praising her, but there are meaningful words in it.Yang Mo pretended not to understand, and saluted with a smile.

The servant said: "Our family has to go and see Qiao Shilang." After speaking, he took a deep look at Yang Mo behind the screen.

Doctor Tong accompanied his servants to see Mr. Qiao. Mr. Yan Ge was thinking about something, and he looked at Yang Mo after a while, "There is another malaria outbreak in the suburbs of Beijing. Can Artemisia annua stop the spread of malaria?"

Theoretically, Artemisia annua is more effective than quinine, but the Artemisia annua she uses is not purified, so I don't know what the results will be if it is used on a large scale.

Yang Mo raised her head, "You can give it a try."

Elder Yan Ge couldn't help but praise Miss Yang for her kindness and courage, she never panicked no matter what happened.

Old Yan Ge paused, "Last time you said you wanted to reopen the Baohetang Pharmacy... Your father's case shouldn't have implicated your grandparents... If your Yang family's secret recipe made a contribution to the imperial court this time, I will also I can use this matter to explain to the emperor."

That is to say, there is a chance to take Baohetang back, a smile flashed in Yang Mo's eyes.Baohetang is not big, but it is a pharmacy owned by the Yang family for a hundred years. If it can really return to her hands, she will not be a descendant of the Yang family in vain.

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As soon as Royal Doctor Tong stepped forward and opened the curtain of the inner room, the steward of Qiao's family came out to welcome him.

The mother in charge stepped forward to salute, and said softly: "Your Excellency, you should go in later," she said with a tight face, "Master couldn't help incontinence, and he is tidying up inside."

When Qiao's servants said this, the servant frowned unnaturally as if smelling an unpleasant smell, "Is Master Qiao feeling better?"

The mother in charge reported back, "It's much better, the master can already talk..."

As soon as the words fell, Qiao Wenjing's screams came from the inner room.

Doctor Tong looked sympathetic, turned his head and whispered to the servant, "Elder-in-law didn't see it, and the things inside that are used to treat Mrs. Qiao are horrifying to look at."

The more Doctor Tong said this, the more the servant wanted to go and see. When the servants changed the dirt, the servant couldn't wait to enter the inner room.

Shen Weiyan was pouring traditional Chinese medicine into Master Qiao's valley road, Master Qiao had been tossed out of shape, when the bamboo pole was inserted in, Bai Bai's buttocks were clamped and then let go feebly.

The waiter was used to seeing all kinds of weird things, but he couldn't bear to look at them. He took two steps forward and saw that Qiao Wenjing's buttocks were red and swollen. It was obvious that he had suffered a lot.

"Master Qiao, you have to take care of yourself."

Hearing the voice of the servant next to the emperor, Qiao Wenjing raised his eyelids with difficulty. Thinking of his current embarrassment, he wanted to cover it up, but he was powerless.

Elder Feng must have spoken for him in front of the emperor, so the emperor sent his servant to visit him.

Qiao Wenjing's heart warmed.

"The emperor asked our family to ask your lord." The servant whispered.

Qiao Wenjing was dizzy and subconsciously nodded.

"Did your lord know that there is a magical medicine for malaria in the monks?"

When Shen Weiyan heard that the man dressed as a servant asked about the magic medicine, he couldn't help shaking his hands, and squeezed the water bag a little harder.

Qiao Wenjing was frightened out of his wits by the servant's words. He didn't expect the emperor to intervene in person. Just as he didn't know how to answer, his lower body suddenly felt a bone-chilling cold. As the liquid flowed in from his buttocks, there was another burst of needle-like pain. Qiao Wenjing just I felt stomach cramps, and the medicine in my stomach spewed out with a "pop".

The servant backed away in shock, took out a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose, and walked straight out the door.This time he saw the horror of malaria from Master Qiao, "This...this...can you still live?" The servant trembled.

Doctor Tong Yu said: "Elder-in-law doesn't know, Master Qiao has already had black urine. It's not that the hospital's prescription is useless, but he's really seriously ill." Although the fever is gone now, it has become a symptom, can it get better? No one knows.

If it can be cured in this way, it is not Bian Que's rebirth.The servant waved his hands again and again, "Our family is going back to the palace now, so that the palace can take precautions in advance." Thinking of something, he hurriedly looked at Doctor Tong, "Is there any way to prevent diseases in the imperial hospital?"

There are medicines, but they don't work.

Doctor Tong hadn't spoken yet, when the servant looked up and saw Mrs. Qiao coming over with her servants holding incense.

The servant stepped forward to salute, and Mrs. Qiao hurried back.

The servants retreated to the side and smoked the medicine along the windows of the house.

Mrs. Qiao and the servant were talking aside.

"What is this mansion doing?"

Mrs. Qiao immediately said: "Miss Yang said that if you take care of the mosquitoes, the malaria will not be passed on to others."

It was Miss Yang again, the servant turned to look at Royal Doctor Tong, who raised his beard and said nothing.

The servant looked at the busy servants of Qiao's family, and said for a while, "It really is so, our Great Zhou Dynasty is blessed."

As soon as the servant finished speaking, the mother in charge, wearing blue half-arms, came out of the house and told Mrs. Qiao, "Madam, master's urine is not black anymore."

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Yang Mo also heard the news in the house that master Qiao's black urine fever was caused by taking quinine, and most of the cases can be corrected within a day or two. Now it seems that sequelae are inevitable, but his life can probably be saved.

"Miss," Chun He next to him was afraid when he thought of what Elder Yan Ge said just now, "What does Elder Yan Ge mean, does he want Miss to go to the suburbs of Beijing to treat malaria?"

Yang Mo didn't answer Chunhe's words, but looked out the window, "Baohetang is about to take it back.

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