agricultural doctor

Chapter 1851 The situation is not good
Zhang Zhongdu tried his best to stabilize his mind: "The old man left the Tianyi Hall at the beginning, it was the wife who agreed to leave, and the wife came here suddenly, what should I do?"

"You said that day that your grandson suffers from heart palpitations and needs to be taken care of. You insisted on leaving the Heavenly Medicine Hall in the state capital. You did your best for the Heavenly Medicine Hall, and my wife never felt sorry for you. But Zhang Zhongdu, Ming'er Is it true that your death has nothing to do with you? It was you who helped the tyrant, solved the danger of Ye Ran, a bitch, and dealt with Ming'er in a passive way."

The more Lin Miaomiao spoke, the more angry she became, and she looked at Zhang Zhongdu like a sharp knife.

"When I left the Heavenly Medicine Hall in the state capital, the old man did indeed say that he would only care for his old age and enjoy his grandson's son. He would never go to the herbal hall for consultation. However, the night steward has a secret recipe to cure palpitations. Madam, please forgive me for loving my grandson. .”

After Zhang Zhongdu finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something, and said in a trembling voice: "After all, this is Xiaoze Town, Madam insists on asking the old man for an explanation. Come to see Madam, the treasurer of the Herbal Hall has already known about this matter, and will send someone to find the old man in a while."

"Zhang Zhongdu, are you threatening Mrs. Ben?"

Lin Miaomiao smiled instead of anger: "My wife is not such a narrow-minded person. When you left the Heavenly Medicine Hall, you promised not to make medical visits for the Herbal Hall. For your grandson, you have broken your promise. In this case, even if you I owe Madam Ben a favor, today you treat a patient for me, and the grievance between me and you is over."

It turned out that I went to this thatched cottage to ask him to treat a patient.

That's easy to say!
She came to this thatched cottage instead of sending someone to take him away, firstly, it can be seen that the person who needs to be diagnosed and treated is very anxious, secondly, she never thought of avoiding people's eyes and ears.

After thinking through this verse, Doctor Zhang knew that this trip would not be dangerous, so he became much calmer.

The carriage drove along the shore of the lake, passed the Xiangmingxuan tea shop, and then turned around the mountain road to a quiet house.

After getting off the carriage, Dr. Zhang was led to the inner house by Lin Miaomiao.

Across a curtain, Lin Miaomiao bent down and said, "My lord, Doctor Zhang has brought you here."

The shadow in the curtain asked in a deep voice: "But that master of medicine Zhang Zhongdu?"

"Yes!"

Lin Miaomiao responded respectfully, and said very carefully: "My lord, can you get a pulse?"

"Ok!"

The person behind the curtain responded and stretched out his left hand.

Zhang Zhongdu was stunned for a moment, a little stunned.

Because all along, the right hand is the standard for many meridians in medical practice, but someone stretched out his left hand?

However, he knew that a person who even Lin Miaomiao was so afraid of, must have something special, or his status is very noble.

Not daring to hesitate, he immediately stretched out his hand to catch the pulse of his left hand.

"Young Master's right arm was seriously injured, which was fine, but later he suffered a serious injury, hurting the tendons of his right arm."

Zhang Zhongdu boldly asked: "Dare to ask my lord, but on the fifteenth day, I had an illness, and the wound hurt to the bone, and even the heart and lungs also throbbed."

The shadow behind the curtain struggled a bit and retracted his hand.

Lin Miaomiao hurriedly asked: "Did you hurt the veins of your right arm? Treat the wound well, will it be safe in the future?"

Zhang Zhongdu shook his head: "I'm afraid the situation is not good, according to the veins, the first and fifteenth day of the new year will be painful..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of cups falling to the ground behind the curtain.

Then, a dull male voice spoke fiercely: "How to heal?"

(End of this chapter)