Jishi doctor arrives

Di Shi immediately laughed and said: "Oh, I haven't passed the door yet, so I'm so biased," and looked at Shen Mengyun, "I said Miss Shen, it's better to die after taking some poison, so as not to be tortured at home in the future."

Shen Mengyun also became anxious, and her eyes widened, "Don't be mad at Di, don't get angry if your marriage fails. If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will say something bad later."

Di thought carefully that she had nothing to do with the Shen family, so she chuckled lightly, "What is the purpose of a big girl coming to a man's house alone? If she didn't want to make a promise with her body, wouldn't she be afraid of ruining her reputation?"

Shen Weiyan hurriedly looked at Miss Yang. Miss Yang's face was deep and she listened quietly. He became anxious and raised his head, "Ms. Di, don't ask me to see a doctor every day. Your daughter is not Not sick."

There was a burst of laughter from inside and outside the yard.

Shen Mengyun looked at her elder brother in surprise. An honest man like her elder brother would finally refute. Everyone knew that Aunt Di's daughter was "ill" every two days, so she asked her elder brother to come over to ask a doctor. Thinking of this, Shen Mengyun couldn't help laughing.

Aunt Di snorted, flicked her sleeves and walked out of the courtyard. When she got to the door, she didn't forget to make Zhang Yang, "Everyone should watch, if Miss Shen dies, it's this pair of men and women who conspired."

After Aunt Di left, the surroundings gradually became quiet, Shen Weiyan carefully went to see Miss Yang, "Miss, don't be angry, I will explain in the future."

"What?" Yang Mo came back to look at Shen Weiyan, as if she didn't hear Shen Weiyan's words clearly, she said after a while: "Before using the heart-broken grass, you should use the prescription of nourishing blood and Qi. The amount of heart-broken grass should also be gradually increased, "Speaking and looking at Shen Mengyun, "The medicine I mentioned can't completely cure your illness, it can only help you alleviate the current illness. If you want to try it at that time, let someone go to Yang's house and tell you."

Yang Mo thought for a while and then said: "It's best to go out less, don't be tired on weekdays, and do some exercise properly. When your brother comes back from the doctor, let him wash his hands and change his clothes first. Then go talk to him, so that he won't overwhelm the patient's illness." for you."

Shen Mengyun's frequent outbreaks of illness and poor living conditions are related to Shen Weiyan's frequent transmission of germs to her younger sister.

Yang Mo told Shen Weiyan, "Cinchona tree powder should be taken in moderation, don't act too hastily."

After speaking, Yang Mo stood up and explained everything.It's time for her to go. During these days, she still has to think about the pharmacy, buy all the medicines and find a doctor.

Shen Mengyun got up and sent Yang Mo to the door, Shen Weiyan followed and saw Yang Mo get into the carriage, and the brother and sister sat in the room talking together.

"Brother, I want to try Miss Yang's prescription." Even if it can make her sick less.At least she doesn't have to drag her brother too much, Shen Mengyun said with an envious look on her face.She really envied Miss Yang, she was unmoved no matter what those people said, she looked delicate but she was so persistent.

Shen Mengyun suddenly said: "Brother, you can't like Miss Yang."

The man flipping through the book on the stool shook his hands to hide his embarrassment.Over the years, he brought his younger sister to seek a living, and was rejected many times because of his face and his unyielding backbone.

He always felt stuck.There will be good days in the future, and my sister will accompany him to endure hardships.I have always said words of encouragement to him, and I have never persuaded him so straightforwardly.

"What are you talking about." Shen Weiyan concealed his flustered heartbeat furtively, "It's too much to say these words, I only follow Miss Yang because I want to learn medical skills from her." Think about his dilapidated home , How could he have such a plan.

He can't even figure this out.

Shen Weiyan picked up the tea and drank it, suddenly felt that the tea was very sour, and wanted to buy something better, but he couldn't bear it.He just shook his head and smiled, that's all he was in at most.

"Then Yan'er, didn't my brother say that she is not bad?"

"Too weak, we can't afford her. Even if we marry her back, it will be troublesome sooner or later."

Shen Mengyun looked at her brother and laughed, "There will be better ones for my brother in the future."

That's not it, Shen Weiyan rolled his eyes, isn't it.

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Mr. Yan Ge was just about to get into the sedan chair when he came out of the yamen, but he was stopped by Doctor Tong, the emissary of the Imperial Hospital, "Mr. Ge," Doctor Tong respectfully stepped forward to salute, and then said again worriedly, "You said that this treatment What should I do for malaria, the emperor wants Miss Yang to intervene, what should the imperial hospital do?" Could it be that the imperial physicians must obey Miss Yang's orders.

There was a smile on Yan Ge's lips, but there was no smile in his eyes at all, "Naturally, we must try to cure the malaria so that the people will not suffer from the disease, and the plague will not spread."

At this time, the Imperial Hospital is still focused on credit, no wonder it has not made any achievements in these years, and now it is not as good as even the private doctor, not to mention that Miss Yang is the Shen doctor, she is better than these imperial doctors with the imperial salary.

Old Yan Ge stopped talking and bent over to get into the sedan chair.

Seeing Mr. Yan Ge's sedan chair getting farther and farther away, Imperial Doctor Tong gave a cold snort and shook his sleeves in disdain. Please go in.

Mr. Feng Ge just woke up from his afternoon nap, and was humming the opera in a daze. He didn't raise his eyes when he saw Doctor Tong, and said after a while: "The emperor asked you to cure the plague, why don't you arrange it?"

Doctor Tong just knelt down, "Elder Ge save me, elder Ge save me, if a teenage girl really takes the credit this time, how can I have the face to continue doing this as an officer of the Supreme Hospital."

Mr. Feng Ge didn't seem to hear, he was lying on the rocking chair, shaking slowly, "It was recommended by Mr. Yan Ge, and he cured malaria as expected, even if he got some credit, it's a matter of course, what are you afraid of?"

Having said that, it's not the same reason, Tong Yuyi felt uncomfortable, "Mr. Ge, Mr. Ge, you also know that Mr. Yan Ge never likes to be dismissed from office. This is obviously to make the subordinate officials lose face. As the saying goes Beating a dog depends on the owner..." Tong Yuyi said lying on the ground.

"Get up, what do you look like?" Feng Ge coughed twice and reprimanded Yuyi Tong, but Yuyi Tong refused to get up no matter what.

Old Feng Ge sighed, "Go to Qiao's house and see how Qiao Wenjing is doing," he said after a pause, "It's inconvenient for me to do things without a hand, you can let go of the malaria. Do it, as long as the malaria can be cured, I will naturally give you a good word from the emperor, you are a court official, are you afraid of a little girl?"

"Go, don't live longer and go back."

Doctor Tong had no choice but to get up and leave.

Forget what Feng Ge meant. Since the court arranged it this way, he respectfully asked Miss Yang to treat the malaria, but no matter how he thought about it, he felt uncomfortable, and Doctor Tong thought about going all the way to Qiao's house.

Qiao Wenjing was lying on the bed and couldn't get up, so the servants of Qiao's family let Yuyi Tong into the house.

Doctor Tong then talked about the treatment of malaria, "In case the Yang family is really revived, what happened in the past...isn't it necessary to..."

Qiao Wenjing frowned and looked at Doctor Tong, but Doctor Tong knew that he had made a slip of the tongue and stopped talking.

"Miss Yang has indeed cured malaria, and what Feng Ge said is correct. Why do you bother with a woman, no matter how good a woman is, she can't be promoted."

Tong Yu said: "Miss Yang was recommended by Mr. Yan Ge after all."

Qiao Wenjing wanted to turn over, but when he moved his buttocks, he felt a pain like a needle prick. His malaria has improved a lot, but the valley road is as if it has been poked to pieces. Every day, as long as he goes to change clothes, he can't help shouting out. It sounds like it's really torturing people to death.

"Go back and let me think about it." Qiao Wenjing couldn't help but want to see off the guests.

Tong Yuyi had a bad nose again, so he had to leave dejectedly.

After seeing off the guests, Mrs. Qiao brought Qiao Yuechan into the room and asked the maid to put the vase with new branches on it, and the room became more angry for a while.

Qiao Wenjing also seemed to find it more pleasing to the eye.

Mrs. Qiao smiled and said, "It was Yuechan's idea." Having a smart daughter by her side made her feel a lot easier.

"Father, do you feel better today?" Qiao Yuechan saluted before sitting down.

Qiao Wenjing nodded slightly, "It's much better than the previous few days." As for hidden illnesses, it's inconvenient to mention them in front of his wife and daughter.

Mrs. Qiao's eyes flickered, "Is what Doctor Tong said true? The imperial court asked Miss Yang to help fight the malaria? Isn't the master's previous efforts in vain? Those miraculous medicines of the foreign monks let Mr. Yan Ge take credit..."

Qiao Wenjing said in a deep voice: "It's not easy for Mr. Feng Ge to keep me. If you want to turn around, you have to make a long-term plan in the future."

Qiao Yuechan thought for a moment, and then interrupted, "I heard that it was the magic medicine that Miss Yang said, otherwise, Mr. Yan Ge would not have followed the fan monks to investigate, so that it would hurt my father." At the end of speaking, she looked at Master Qiao with concern. .

Mr. Yan Ge just used the woman's words to go to war, Miss Yang always saved his life, just like Mr. Feng Ge said, why bother with a woman.

"Father, you don't know that Miss Yang is so bold that she cut open a patient's chest," Qiao Yuechan said, holding the handkerchief to her mouth, "Father's recovery is due to the factors of physical health, otherwise Yang will be in good health." A cure like Missy's... who can stand it."

Qiao Wenjing was surprised when he heard this, and moved his waist and legs in forgetfulness, and suddenly felt a pain in his lower body, "Cut the chest? Is there such a thing?"

Qiao Yuechan nodded, "The patient is dying. The Chang family didn't know Dr. Tong, so they came to our house. They want to ask Dr. Tong to come over and help with diagnosis and treatment."

Qiao Wenjing thought about what his daughter said, and suddenly his eyes lit up, a great opportunity was in front of him, why should Doctor Tong worry about it, if something happened to the person recommended by Mr. Yan Ge, Mr. Yan Ge would also lose face, the benefits of fighting malaria It will completely fall into the Tai Hospital.

"Quick," Qiao Wenjing stretched out his hand, "Have someone chase Tong Yuyi back, explain to him what happened, and let him go to Chang's house." The patient died, how could the imperial court use Miss Yang to fight malaria? The eldest lady should also explain clearly why this prescription is used to treat diseases.

Mrs. Qiao ordered to go down, and the servants rushed to chase Tong Yuyi's sedan chair.

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