Medicine Girl Jingjing

Chapter 143 Li Bing warns Qin Guogong (1)
The farm has food and vegetables. As long as no one in the family is sick and there are no emergencies, one tael of silver is the expenses of a farm for several months.

Shi Tong gave money, food and clothes in return, such an arrangement is very appropriate.

He Jingyan and Lu Daoming went back to the bamboo building, lunch was ready, they ate together with the soldiers.

He Jingyan is not from a family, so he doesn't have so many rules.Most of his soldiers are Taoist warriors, and they are either poor or orphans, not to mention.

At the dinner table, Lu Daoming told what he witnessed just now.

He is eloquent, and his description is vivid, just like a storyteller, all the soldiers seem to be there.

"Miss saved the old man, and this time saved the unknown woman and her son."

"Miss is worthy of being a disciple of the God of Medicine."

All the soldiers admired Li Jingjing.

After lunch, a nearly thirty-year-old soldier with an arrow wound on his face approached Lu Daoming in private and asked, "Vice general, do you still remember that your right leg was shot by an arrow in the northern region the year before last? about?"

Lu Daoming was sitting in the woods resting, squinting his eyes to look at the soldiers, and said: "Senior Hong, what's the matter with you, tell me quickly."

Not far away was He Jingyan, and Lu Daoming knew he was listening.

Youngest Hong said a little excitedly: "At that time, the doctor accompanying the army said that the arrowhead was attached to a blood vessel, so he didn't dare to pull out the arrowhead for the subordinate, but the arrowhead just stayed in the subordinate's body, and now after two years, it has been born with the flesh. This subordinate would like to ask you to ask Miss..."

Lu Daoming waved his hands and said: "Go, go. I have barely spoken to Miss now, and Miss still doesn't know my name. How can I say that."

The youngest Hong scratched his head with disappointment on his face, and refused to leave without saying a word.

Lu Daoming stared and said: "You are a rough man, the arrow is on the inside of your right leg, Miss is a rich man, how can I treat you sick!"

Hong Laosan sat down on the ground, hugged his head, and sighed in frustration: "This subordinate always thinks that this arrow is a big hidden danger. I just want to ask Miss if it will kill my subordinate."

Lu Daoming said angrily, "You've been living well for two years, don't worry about it."

In the afternoon, Qin Minye left, and the Li family escorted him outside the woods.

When Li Jingjing returned to the bamboo building, He Jingyan came over to tell her about Hong's third injury.

"You're so boring." Li Jingjing complained, "Why didn't you tell me when Grandpa Wang was here? I'll cooperate with him and just take the arrow off Hong Laosan's leg."

He Jingyan followed Lu Daoming, seeing that his general had been wrongly blamed, he quickly explained: "Miss, Hong Laosan just told me about this today, the general overheard it, and thought of you."

Li Jingjing snorted and said, "One of the two Taoist doctors in the temple is good at silver needles, he is better than Grandpa Wang, and better than ordinary doctors. Uncle He, tell the temple master, let this doctor Come to Zhulou, I cooperated with him to get the arrow for Hong Laosan."

He Jingyan immediately asked Lu Daoming to go to Qianshan to talk to Shi Tong.

After a while, the doctor Liu Daochang, who is good at silver acupuncture, came excitedly with two medical apprentices.

Li Jingjing had prepared it long ago, with a small basket beside her, pointed to the four treasures of the study on several tables, and said, "Doctor Liu, here are paper and pens. After you see the wound, draw it and tell me about it in detail."

There are a lot of people here, so for the sake of her reputation, she'd better be cautious.

The youngest Hong was flattered and entered the pharmacy, and saw that He Jingyan, Lu Daoming, and Li Jingjing were all there. After saluting, he was arranged to lie on the bed by Doctor Liu Daochang, with his trousers taken off, revealing the wounds of old illnesses.

Dr. Liu Daochang cherished this opportunity to cooperate with Li Jingjing very much. He checked carefully, felt Hong Laosan's pulse, pressed his hand around the wound, and asked dozens of questions.

The wooden bed was hung with a cloth curtain, and Li Jingjing could hear clearly from the seat outside the curtain.

He Jingyan paid attention to Li Jingjing's expression, and seeing that she was not in the slightest embarrassment like noon, he knew that she was quite sure about this matter.

"Pharmacist Li, the arrowhead is made of black iron, half an inch long, and it is three inches inside the patient's right leg." Dr. Liu Daochang pointed to the picture of the human leg on the paper, gestured at the size of the arrowhead, and explained the diagnosis in detail the result of.

Li Jingjing listened patiently, and when Doctor Liu Daochang finished speaking, Fang said: "Let the patient get dressed first."

Hong Laosan hastily acted on his word.

Li Jingjing opened the curtain and went in, felt Hong Laosan's pulse, and asked, "Do you have any guests?"

Hong Laosan looked complicated, lowered his head and said, "Miss, I have it."

He went home to visit relatives during the Spring Festival last year. Because of the arrowhead on his right leg, he only stayed at home for half a night, and left in frustration to live in an inn.

The next day he wrote a letter to let his wife go, reconciled with his wife, and gave her all the 200 taels of silver in the family, and asked her to buy another house and find someone to marry.

He was afraid that if he said these words to others, he would be ridiculed.

He got married late and had no heirs, and the arrows made him unable to have any heirs, so he was naturally worried that it would affect his life, so he had to tell Lu Daoming this.

The few people in the medicine room were not fools, they were obedient and listened to the sound, they guessed a bit, and they all felt sympathy for Hong Laosan.

Li Jingjing understood Hong Laosan's feelings very well, so she stopped asking, and said softly, "It hurts so much to ride a horse with an arrow on the inside of your right leg. You are really a hero."

Youngest Hong said excitedly: "Miss, you are flattering me too much."

Li Jingjing smiled and said: "Dr. Liu and I will take the arrowhead for you today. As long as you lie down and don't move according to my instructions, the wound will heal within three days."

Hong Lao San was overjoyed, knelt down and kowtowed three times to Li Jingjing.

"I told you that you are a hero, don't kneel to me, get up." Li Jingjing got out of the curtain and discussed with Daoist Liu for a quarter of an hour, and then she was going to perform minor surgery on Hong Laosan to take the arrowhead.

All the soldiers had learned about this, and they all sat cross-legged on the grass not far away, watching the movements in the medicine room.

Li Jingjing took a small basket, poured out a pill from a small black porcelain bottle inside, gave it to Dr. Liu Daochang, and said: "You give him this medicine, and he will fall asleep soon. You cut the iron arrow in his flesh." , he feels no pain."

Dr. Liu Daochang was worried about this matter, and said happily: "This is great. Pindao was afraid that his right leg would move wildly because of the pain. Pindao cut the wrong place with his knife and severed his blood vessel."

He Jingyan and Lu Daoming looked at each other face to face, with complicated eyes and the same thoughts in their hearts.

It turned out that after Hong Lao San was shot by an arrow, the doctor accompanying the army was afraid that his blood vessel would be cut by mistake during a minor operation, so he could only treat conservatively, cut off the wooden arrow body exposed outside the skin, and left the iron arrow in the body.

If the doctor accompanying the army had Li Jingjing's medicine, he would dare to operate on Hong Laosan.Old San Hong, who had been riding a horse for two years with an iron arrow in his leg, was in excruciating pain.

(End of this chapter)