Rebirth of the beauty of the peasant girl

Chapter 97

The frail man carried the woman on his back all the way, his body was not that strong, and the heavy snow made it difficult to walk, and he was anxious. He was sweating all over, and his face showed an abnormal flush.

Wiping his sweat, he suddenly felt a slender figure walk in from the door, and subconsciously looked up——

I saw a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl wearing a lavender jacket, a cotton skirt, and a small furry hat, walking in with light steps.

This woman's face is fresh and tender like a peach, and her lips are like pink peach blossoms.

Especially the pair of eyes on her face are the most eye-catching.

It is round and bright, clear and shining, like a pool of autumn water in autumn.

These eyes made her look a little more innocent and immature, but they also made people feel that she was in high spirits, no matter where she stood, she couldn't be ignored.

The frail man only took one look and was a little lost.

He had never seen such a woman who couldn't take his eyes off, yet was so ashamed.

"Where is the patient uncomfortable?"

As soon as she came in, she put her eyes on the woman, and spoke in a soft voice with a slight coolness, which made people feel very comfortable.

The frail man came back to his senses, and quickly explained: "Are you Miss Liu? My wife doesn't know what's going on these days, she always feels a pain in her chest, it hurts even to drink water, and she can't eat anything... I woke up this morning, He even vomited blood..."

Liu Qingluo has never been licensed to practice medicine, nor has she ever studied with a teacher. According to the rules, she is not considered a formal doctor.

Therefore, people who came to see him never called her doctor, but only called her "Little Miss Liu". After a long time, even though she has grown up now, this kind of nickname has gradually become her special words.

In the nearby villages, whenever "Miss Liu" is mentioned, it must be referring to Liu Qingluo!
"Oh..." Liu Qingluo nodded, took the woman's hand, felt her pulse, and frowned slightly.

"Doctor, what disease does my wife have?" The man's heart tightened when he saw her two delicate eyebrows furrowed.

"It's nothing serious, don't worry." Liu Qingluo waved her hands casually, her expression became relaxed, and she asked casually, "Have you brought your wife to show Dr. Hu?"

The man hurriedly said: "I found it, we all understand Miss Liu's rules, if it wasn't for Dr. Hu, I wouldn't be able to do anything about it, and I wouldn't dare to bring my lady here..."

What are Liu Qingluo's rules?
That is, she doesn't do things that steal people's jobs.

Before she appeared, in the two adjacent villages of Nanqiao Village and Beiqiao Village, there was only one doctor—Hu Langzhong.

Usually, if someone has a headache and the child is naughty, they will go to Hu Langzhong without exception.Hu Langzhong is an old man who lives alone, with a kind heart. He usually looks at the poor at home, and he waives the consultation fee for those with minor illnesses and pains.

Therefore, Hu Langzhong only relies on this meager consultation fee to maintain his life every month.

Such a lovely old man, although his medical skills are not high, has definitely won Liu Qingluo's respect.

Since she began to treat people, in order not to affect Hu Langzhong's life, she has made a rule that anyone in the nearby village who is sick should go to Hu Langzhong first.

It's fine if you look good, if you really don't like it, come to her to try again.

When Hu Langzhong learned about this, he came to Liu Qingluo's door to express his thanks, and came up with the idea of ​​learning acupuncture from her.

Liu Qingluo didn't hide her secrets, and told all she knew openly.

It's a pity, after all, Hu Langzhong is old and has limited qualifications. It's okay to be a barefoot doctor. It's really hard for him to learn such fine acupuncture.

After three or five attempts, Liu Qingluo was not impatient yet, but Hu Langzhong himself felt embarrassed.

The little girl is going to study in a girls' school. It is hard enough to study and practice calligraphy on weekdays. When she returns home, she has to help her parents with things, and from time to time, she has to deal with famous patients who beg to come to her door...

He is so busy every day that he doesn't touch the ground, he is really embarrassed to waste little girl Liu's precious time by staying at other people's house...

Although Hu Langzhong did not succeed in his studies, Liu Qingluo's rules were actually established.

After hearing that the man had brought the patient to Hu Langzhong's place, she said, "Help your wife up and let her lie on the recliner over there..."

She pointed to a strangely shaped concubine couch standing against the wall.

It is said to be the imperial concubine's couch, but it is actually described by the people who came to see her for treatment.

It’s just that it’s soft and comfortable. You don’t need to use any pillows. You can sit half-sitting on your upper body without feeling tired...

There used to be quite a few patients who fell asleep while lying on this imperial concubine couch during the needle injection...

"This imperial concubine's couch is so expensive, can she lie on it?" The man looked at the clean and tidy blue and white flowered cushions on the bed, and then at the sloppy look of his wife who didn't comb her hair or wash her face, and felt stiff.

"It's okay, this bed sheet is often disinfected, just lie down, come..."

Under Liu Qingluo's insistence, the woman finally lay down.

"Come on, ah... Open your mouth and let me see—" Liu Qingluo sat on a high stool beside her, holding a small mirror, reflecting the light of the kerosene lamp, looking into the woman's mouth.

"Girl, look at my mouth... what are you doing?" The woman said with difficulty with a painful expression on her face.

"Don't talk, just open your mouth." Liu Qingluo didn't like patients who didn't cooperate.

Some patients don't understand anything, so they just gossip for a long time, ask this and that, and be coy, which often delays treatment and her time.

"Listen to the little girl, hurry up!" the frail man urged.

"I want you to talk more!" The woman glared at the man, and then slowly and reluctantly opened her mouth.

There was an unpleasant smell coming from the front——

The aristocrats of the Great Zhou used salt to wash their teeth in order to keep them clean and beautiful, but in the homes of ordinary common people, salt itself was a precious thing, who would be willing to use it as something for brushing teeth?

Therefore, people in Dazhou generally have severe bad breath and dental problems.

Liu Qingluo didn't even frown, looked carefully with a small mirror for a long time, then nodded and said: "You don't have a chest pain, but a sore throat, right?"

"Huh?" The woman was a little confused.

"Does it hurt when you eat and swallow?" Liu Qingluo gently pressed her throat.

"Ouch—" the woman screamed.

The man's eyes widened immediately.

Isn't it a chest pain?What's the matter with vomiting blood?

Liu Qingluo explained with a smile: "Actually, there's no big problem. Your wife got stuck in a fishbone when she was eating fish. She didn't realize it herself. The deeper the fishbone gets stuck, the more her throat bleeds..."

"Yes, but it's been a long time since our family has eaten fish?" The man was stunned and chattered.

(End of this chapter)