Song Yi

Chapter 301
Sima Guang was smiling like a child at first, but when he talked about his daughter's leg ailment, he became serious: "Brother, my daughter's leg ailment has been going on for a long time, and many famous doctors have treated it, but it hasn't helped. Girl For this reason, she has suffered a lot. No matter taking medicine or external application, she has not stopped for so many years. Many treatments only made her more painful. After so many years of treatment, it only increased the pain, and on the contrary, people knew that the girl had This hidden disease, so..., alas, the old man promised her not to see a doctor for her anymore, so let’s just leave it at that, she has older brothers and sisters, and younger siblings, there is no shortage of people to take care of her, thank you Lord Du for your kindness , I think it’s better to forget it, you just need to consider when to see the old man.”

"Master Sima's illness, I will go back and make a treatment plan first, and then carry out after full preparation. It won't take too long. It's Lingmei's illness. Since she is sick, she has to see her. How can you let a child's temper?"

Sima Guang shook his head: "Forget it, there is no hope."

"Is Ling Ai's leg hurt?"

"No, for some reason, it started to hurt when I was fine, my knee hurts."

"This should be an acquired disease. It's relatively easy to handle. Let me take a look."

Sima Guang sighed again: "Forget it."

Du Wenhao frowned: "My lord has no confidence in the lowly medical skills?"

"Probably." Sima Guang said bluntly, "Since it can't be cured, why bother."

Du Wenhao turned his head and glanced outside the door, only to see that the woman had come over and was standing by the door, looking at them with tears in her eyes.

Lin Qingdai who was on the side interjected: "Master Sima, you should know that Wen Hao's medical skills are not ordinary doctors, but he is good at the magic technique of laparotomy, no one in the world can do it, and only the genius doctor Hua Tuo can do it throughout the ages. Such a person If you don’t believe in medical skills, who else can you trust?”

Sima Guang glanced at Du Wenhao again, sighed: "Since that's the case, I'm sorry." He waved to his daughter and said, "Hui'er, come here, Master Du wants to treat you."

Hui'er limped up to them, gave a salute, bowed her head and said nothing.

Du Wenhao pointed to the soft couch next to her to lie down, lifted up the hem of the skirt, and slowly rolled up the trouser leg of her slightly lame left leg. Du Wenhao.

After all, her disease was near the knee of her thigh, which was absolutely forbidden for men to see, unless it was her husband.In the past, most of the doctors who saw her were female doctors, and occasionally there were men, all of whom were old men with dim eyesight and hunched back. This was the first time for a young man to see the skin of his thighs.

Du Wenhao suddenly didn't know, and asked calmly: "Where does it hurt?"

Hui'er then turned her head, pointed at her patella, but didn't speak.

Du Wenhao pressed lightly on her patella, and Hui'er let out a cry, her red face distorted due to the pain.In addition to the pain, this scream was more of panic, it was the first time the shock of being touched by a young man.It even made her delicate body tremble slightly.

Du Wenhao didn't realize it, and saw that her knee was neither red nor hot, but slightly swollen, so he supported her ankle with one hand, pressed her thigh with the other, and slowly helped her calf to do bending exercises. The leg cannot be straightened, and the pain intensifies when stretching.

Du Wenhao asked, "How long has it been in pain?"

Sima Guang interjected: "It's been a few years, I remember when I was 15 years old and not long after I got engaged, I had this problem, and it didn't get better after a year, and my in-laws said they couldn't marry a cripple as a wife, so they gave me..."

"Father!" Hui'er shouted, her face had turned pale, and tears were about to drop.Obviously it was Dad who exposed her sore spots.

"Okay, don't talk! Dad won't talk."

Du Wenhao felt sympathetic. A young girl in her prime had her marriage divorced because of a leg problem. The blow to her heart was immeasurable. No wonder she was so taciturn.If this leg can't be cured, I'm afraid she will be depressed for the rest of her life.And now her father, Sima Guang, is terminally ill again. Once her father is gone, she really doesn't know how she will face the world's sneer and ridicule.We must find a way to cure her illness.

Du Wenhao asked her how she felt when she was in pain, asked about her past medical history, and finally checked her pulse with her tongue, and then bowed her head in thought.

Sima Guang didn't have much enthusiasm in his eyes, he didn't expect to know from Du Wenhao that his daughter's disease had hope of being cured.On the contrary, it was Hui'er who peeked at him, besides anticipation, there was more shyness and a little excitement.

Du Wenhao slowly put down her trousers, pondered for a moment, stood up and said: "Miss Hui'er's disease is a chronic arthralgia syndrome of the knee joint. It is caused by turbid stasis and blood stagnation in the knees. It needs to relax the tendons and activate the collaterals, diuresis and swelling, promote qi and blood circulation, relieve numbness and relieve pain."

Sima Guang nodded and said, "There were doctors who said the same thing before, and what you see is similar to them."

"How do they use it? Is there any prescription?"

"No, we don't know medicine, so what to do with the prescription, let the doctor see it if you are sick, and prescribe the medicine after seeing it."

Du Wenhao shook his head: "This habit is not good. Whenever you prescribe medicine for illness, you must keep the prescription for future medical consideration. You must know that many diseases are related to each other. Maybe some so-called intractable diseases now, if you go deep into the cause, it is actually In the past, old diseases were not completely cured. At the same time, the treatment of diseases is often not achieved overnight. There are no doctors who can cure every disease, including me, an imperial doctor. It can point out the unreasonable path for the later doctors, so as to avoid the mistakes of the previous doctors who did not use the medicine, and can avoid a lot of detours, especially for difficult and miscellaneous diseases."

Sima Guang smiled bitterly: "To be honest, the old man has always been in good health. When he was young, he never knew what the soup tasted like. Even when he was old, he only felt the cold occasionally. The same is true for the children. They have always been in good health, except for Hui'er's leg. disease, so there is no habit of keeping prescriptions at home.”

"It doesn't matter, I will come to the following according to my own judgment. To treat this kind of chronic arthralgia syndrome, use Danshen to nourish blood and activate blood, Chuanxiong to promote blood and regulate qi, combine to facilitate qi and blood, promote blood and disperse stasis, Poria cocos and Alisma to strengthen the spleen To invigorate dampness, papaya to relax tendons, clematis to remove dampness and collaterals, stretch tendons and grass to sharpen joints, Chuan Duan and Achyranthes bidentata to strengthen tendons and bones, Mu Tong to relieve dampness and expel heat, asarum to dispel wind and relieve pain."

Sima Guang and his daughter looked at Du Wenhao, and heard him talking like a heavenly book. After listening, Sima Guang shook his head: "Forget it, you should just prescribe the medicine, we don't understand it."

Du Wenhao smiled slightly, walked to the table, picked up a pen and wrote a prescription, and handed it to Sima Guang: "My prescription is called Xuanbi Decoction Modified and Subtracted. Just decoct three bowls of water into two bowls. One dose a day. It should be taken three times in the morning, noon and evening, and it should be warmed up. Then add the remaining medicinal residues to six bowls of water, fry for a stick of incense, and use hot air to fumigate the knees of the affected limb for about a cup of tea. When the water temperature drops, When the hands are no longer hot, use a towel dipped in the medicinal liquid to scrub the affected area. I prescribe ten doses of this medicine first. If there is improvement, I will adjust the medicine and continue to treat it. If not, I will let Xian."

Sima Guang shook his head: "Don't let the virtuous, let you treat you and keep treating it. It doesn't matter if my old bone dies. As long as the little girl is cured, I will love you for the rest of my life!"

"Don't dare! I will send someone to deliver the medicine later. Farewell!"

After leaving Sima Guang's mansion, it was almost dusk.The light rain had also stopped, and the two of them drove home leisurely on the bluestone road in a carriage.

"Why are you so happy to see you today?" Du Wenhao asked seeing Lin Qingdai's non-stop laughing.

"Laugh at your charm." Lin Qingdai winked at Du Wenhao coquettishly, and said with a strange smile, "Didn't you see the way Sima Guang's daughter looked at you? That kind of worship, that kind of joy, tsk tsk..."

Du Wenhao pointed to Lin Qingdai: "I know you have no good words. There is a saying that you can't spit out ivory? Ouch..., you murdered your husband... Ouch, you can't beat me, you won't have a man if you kill me gone."

Lin Qingdai saw Du Wenhao yelling along the way, causing people on both sides of the road to look sideways, angry and funny, grabbed Du Wenhao's shoulder severely, and said angrily: "I just hit you lightly. For a moment, you can see that you want to let the whole world know about it, and I will deal with you later!"

Du Wenhao grinned.Made a face for Lin Qingdai: "You just hit me lightly. Don't forget that you are a master of martial arts. With your palm, at least I suffered internal injuries."

Sitting in the car, Lin Qingdai saw that Du Wenhao was still talking, so she stretched out her foot and kicked him lightly on the buttocks. Du Wenhao turned around and said, "Is it flexible?"

Lin Qingdai was at a loss: "What is elasticity?"

"It's just that when the foot touches my butt, it feels like kicking on a big steamed bun. It is soft but not rigid, and it makes the foot very comfortable."

"Fuck you, there is no meat at all, and you are still comfortable. Why do you come up with some new words from time to time, I can't understand."

Rows of blue bricks and green tiles passed by the two of them, children holding their mother's hand and laughing, old men passing by with a few big fish wearing willow sticks, and several young people accompanied by loud voices all the way. Talking about whose girl’s face is pale, who’s girl’s waist is thin, and when it comes to joy, her face is full of excitement and excitement, and some people even jumped up high.

"It's called mystery, understand?" Du Wenhao freed up a hand to gently wrap Lin Qingdai's waist. At this time, there were few people in the market and the sky was getting late, but Lin Qingdai still A little embarrassed, he stretched out a hand and quietly pulled Du Wenhao's hand away from behind.

"I don't understand your sense of mystery. You drive hard, and many people are watching us." Lin Qingdai said shyly, turning her head away.

Du Wenhao saw that Lin Qingdai's little face was flushed with embarrassment, so he sat upright, coughed twice, and said, "Let me read you a poem I like very much."

Lin Qingdai saw that Du Wenhao got up seriously, so she sat up better and sat up straight, and deliberately kept some distance from Du Wenhao: "What word? Who wrote it, was it written by a man or a woman?"

Du Wenhao smiled and said, "Where are there so many questions, even in the imperial examinations, they wouldn't ask like you."

Lin Qingdai took out the champagne in her arms and gently wiped the corners of her mouth, then glanced sideways, returned to her usual indifferent look in front of people, and said lightly: "Well, since I read it, it will definitely not be too bad. But as long as you didn't write it yourself."

"So what if I wrote it myself? There's no reason why you dislike it." Du Wenhao pursed his mouth.

Lin Qingdai wanted to laugh but she held back, and without looking at Du Wenhao, she just swept the champagne in front of Du Wenhao's eyes and said, "Then you should read it to me."

"Then you have to listen carefully, ahem..." Du Wenhao cleared his throat. In fact, this is not a word, but a poem he liked very much when he was in college, and it was not written by ancient people. The author is a woman named Xi Murong:
"If a person can be reincarnated,

If there is reincarnation in the world,
Well, I love,
What was our past life?
If you were once a woman picking lotus in the south of the Yangtze River,
I must be the one you missed under your wrist.

If you were that urchin who played truant,
I must be that brand new marble that fell from your bag,
in the roadside grass,

Watching you go away without knowing it. "

When Du Wenhao read this, he deliberately didn't turn his head to look at Lin Qingdai's expression, but just looked at the road ahead, turned another alley, and was about to arrive home.

"Have you finished?" After a long time, when the car had turned into the alley and the signboard of Wuweitang was already visible, Lin Qingdai said this quietly, as if from the sound of nature, her voice was a little lonely.

"No, I thought you didn't want to hear it, so I stopped reading it." Du Wenhao then looked at Lin Qingdai beside her. In the twilight, her face was clearly defined, with slender eyebrows, light black hair, and a tall nose. , textured lips, slightly upturned chin, fair neck, a vivid picture of a beauty.

Lin Qingdai turned her head and met Du Wenhao's eyes. She was taken aback for a moment, a little flustered, but quickly calmed down, smiled, lowered her eyebrows, and said softly, "Is this poetry?"

"Yes."

"Nonsense! How can there be such poems! Although I don't know how to write poems, I still know a little about the plainness of poems. You are not poems at all."

"Then what did you say?"

"I don't know, but listening to it makes people feel sad and sad. It's as intoxicating as poetry. It's very pleasant to listen to. I want to finish listening to it."

Du Wenhao whispered: "I'm home, I'll write to you later, take your time."

The car stopped at the door of Wuweitang, Xue Feier was standing at the door stretching her neck to look around, saw Du Wenhao and Lin Qingdai coming back in a carriage, so she turned her head and shouted: "Sister Qin'er, brother Wen Hao and sister Qingdai came back."

The staff of Wuweitang hurried out to lead the carriage, waited for Du Wenhao and Lin Qingdai to get out of the carriage, and then led the carriage to the backyard.

Lin Qingdai took two quick steps on purpose, and entered the door alone.

Xue Fei'er stepped forward, took Du Wenhao's arm affectionately, and leaned her head in his arm, while Du Wenhao patted her head and said, "Why are you standing at the door?"

"Wait for you."

"Miss me? Kiss me!"

"That's not it!" Xue Fei'er turned her face away from Du Wenhao's mouth and said, "It's Sister Qin'er's grandma who is sick, and Sister Qin'er's second sister is here, saying that I want you to go and have a look, I'll be there I'm waiting for you here, my stomach is growling with hunger, and you don't feel sorry for him at all."

Taking advantage of no one's attention, Du Wenhao quickly kissed Xue Fei'er's tender cheeks, and said: "Okay, then you don't have to wait for me, hurry up and eat something, I'll go to Qin'er's to see Look, she must be worried too."

"That's right, that's right, hey, by the way, didn't you go to the palace? Why did you come back with Sister Qingdai?"

"I met you on the road, go to eat quickly, and call your sister Qingdai, she hasn't eaten yet." After speaking, Du Wenhao walked straight to Pang Yuqin's room.

Pang Yuqin's eyes were red, she seemed to have cried, and Pang Yuqin's second sister, Pang Yuting, was sitting beside her.

Seeing Du Wenhao enter the door, the two sisters got up quickly.

Du Wenhao first called his second sister, then walked to Pang Yuqin's side, put his arms around her shoulders, and said: "I came out of the palace and met Sister Qingdai and asked her to accompany me to Mr. Sima's home to see a doctor for him. It's a little late, have you had dinner with your second sister?"

When Pang Yuqin saw Du Wenhao came back, she took a champagne and began to wipe her tears again, sobbing: "Second sister came and said that grandma was sick again, with headache and body pain, fever and cold, grandma is so old, and she only believes in you, and said I wanted to let you see it, but you waited and waited to find someone, so I was in a hurry."

"Okay, okay, stop crying, it's all my fault, now that I'm back, let's hurry over and see grandma."

"But you haven't eaten yet, have you?" Pang Yuqin still felt sorry for her husband-in-law after all.

Du Wenhao wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said comfortingly: "Okay, I won't die of starvation if I don't eat a meal, I'll see grandma first."

Pang Yuting was sitting on the side, and the young couple couldn't interrupt when they were talking. Seeing that they were about to go out, she put down the teacup in her hand and stood up: "Why don't you go to my house to eat? Wen Hao will see grandma first, and I want the kitchen to prepare for Wen Hao. dinner."

Du Wenhao cupped his hands and thanked: "Thank you, Second Sister."

After going out, Du Wenhao saw that Pang Yuqin seemed to have something to say to him, but he always hesitated to speak, and seemed in a trance.

After getting into the car, Pang Yuqin was still preoccupied, and didn't even hear Pang Yuting yelling to herself, so Du Wenhao said: "Qin'er, are you worried?"

Pang Yuqin looked at Du Wenhao in a panic, shook her head and said, "No, no. I... what can I have on my mind."

Du Wenhao thought she was worried that he and Lin Qingdai went out so late and came back, but it was hard for Pang Yuting to explain, so he could only comfort him: "Okay, grandma is fine."

Who would have thought that Pang Yuqin would sob softly after hearing this.

"Qin'er, don't cry, grandma is fine." Pang Yuting also comforted her.

Du Wenhao felt that something was wrong, and asked in a low voice: "Qin'er, what's the matter? I see something wrong with your expression."

Pang Yuqin was sobbing and finally said: "It's all my fault, if it wasn't for me, grandma wouldn't be so sick..."

Du Wenhao wondered, "What's going on?"

"Grandma was ill before, and you came to the palace again when she came to find you, and grandma couldn't trust Miaoshou and Hantou, so I went to see a doctor for grandma on my own initiative, and even prescribed medicine. It's all my fault. I'm not good...!" Pang Yuqin said while crying.

Du Wenhao hurriedly said: "When did you go back to see a doctor for grandma, why didn't I know?"

Only then did Pang Yuqin raise her head, sobbing but unable to speak a complete sentence.Du Wenhao hugged Pang Yuqin in his arms distressedly, and didn't care if Pang Yuting was an eyesore looking at her from the opposite side, this sister-in-law was still unmarried in her boudoir.

After consoling for a while, Pang Yuqin said in a sobbing voice: "Just a few days ago, my husband was busy seeing a doctor for Lin Niangniang and Ning Gonggong in the palace. I couldn't wait and went home alone. I saw a doctor for grandma. Seeing her having a headache and body ache, fever and aversion to cold, I thought it must be a symptom of typhoid fever. I thought about using sweating medicine to dissipate the heat in grandma's body. Who would have thought that grandma took several doses and not only it was ineffective, but she also began to feel sleepy these days. Food, I can’t speak, I can’t open my eyes, the second sister came over today and said that even the breath is very weak..., what should I do, my husband, if I give my grandma to..., then I will have no face to live in the world... ... woo woo woo”

"What are you talking about, don't talk nonsense, what symptoms did grandma have before?"

"Hmm... severe cold, mild fever, headache and body pain, I looked at my body but didn't sweat, my face was pale, and I didn't have much energy to speak."

After Du Wenhao heard it, something must have happened.

After walking for a while, I came to Pang Yuqin's family.

Mother Pang was lying on the bed in a daze and no longer recognized anyone.The whole family sat around Pang's mother's bed. After Du Wenhao briefly greeted his father-in-law Pang Jinghui and others, he began to diagnose the disease.

After checking the pulse and checking the tongue, it confirmed the judgment in his heart, and he picked up the pen and handed it to Pang Yuqin to quickly find a prescription for the medicine, and decoct it for Pang's mother.

Pang Yuqin took the prescription, glanced at it, and said ah, only to see that there was only one medicine on the prescription - five cents for ginseng!
Pang Yuqin looked at Du Wenhao in fear and said, "Husband, this... Grandma is very ill, but can this medicine work?"

Du Wenhao smiled: "Is it okay, just try it."

Pang Yuqin's father, Pang Jinghui, stroked his beard and said, "Wen Hao has always been ingenious in medicine, but he has made great achievements repeatedly. This is how he treated your aunt last time. Hurry up and prepare ginseng decoction for grandma!"

Of course, Pang Jinghui's family has ginseng, so there is no need to go to the pharmacy to buy it. After a while, the ginseng soup is ready and delivered, and Pang Yuqin feeds it to grandma herself.

Then, the family sat around Pang's mother's bed. Under the dim light, the old man's eyes were closed, his lips were colorless, and his face was pale.Pang Yuqin was sitting next to her husband, and seeing that her husband looked confident, she stopped asking if she wanted to.

After a while, Mother Pang moaned softly, and slowly opened her eyes.

"Grandma woke up!" Pang Yuqin was surprised and happy, grabbed Pang's mother's hand, and wept with joy.

Mother Pang slowly turned her head to look at them, with a happy expression on her face: "It's Qin'er, and Wen Hao, it's good that you are here... Grandma is fine..."

Pang Yuqin's mother, Mrs. Liu, wept, helped Pang's mother tuck the quilt, and said softly: "Of course grandma is fine. Wen Hao is here, and the illness has already scared away."

Everyone in the room laughed.

(End of this chapter)