Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 599 The Twins Catch the Week (3)
To save people to the end, she wanted to publicize some modern medical skills and concepts, but she never thought of keeping it as a family tradition.

"Teacher, dare to think, dare to do."

Zhu Miracle Doctor gave Mo Yan a thumbs up. The two said they had a master-student relationship, but they were actually learning from each other.

Only Mo Yan could understand Miracle Doctor Zhu's disembowelling theory, and the two of them continued to study and worked out several prescriptions for treating difficult and miscellaneous diseases.

Not to mention anything else, who dares to let Xiu Niang go to the battlefield as a doctor, there will be no second person in this world.

"Stitching the wound can effectively stop the bleeding and reduce the chance of inflammation."

The level of medical treatment in Dayue is extremely low. For Mo Yan, these are just pediatrics.

She regretted that she was not in the field of biopharmaceuticals, otherwise she would cultivate some penicillin and bring advanced western medical skills to Dayue, which would solve the problem immediately.

Chinese medicine has the magical power of Chinese medicine. Several medicinal materials complement each other and have little side effects on the body.

Mo Yan opened two pharmacies in Fuyang, and after half a year, the profits are negligible.

The poor people came to see a doctor, but they couldn't afford a pharmacy, and they paid in installments. Some of them really had no money, so they used grain and rice to pay off their debts.

It takes so much food to eat, and the family donates it to the army as military supplies. Thank God for not losing money.

Mo Yan's wish is to open a chain of shops, let his family manage them, form a family business, and gradually accumulate foundations. After a few years, he may be able to join the ranks of the aristocratic family.

Helplessly, the family members are honest and responsible, and the Mo family has few heirs, so the only one who can do business is Mo Qingyun, the brother in the lobby.

"Yanyan, we are going back."

I planned to go back in the first month, but in a blink of an eye, it was delayed for more than two months because of the plague.

Luo He was really embarrassed to continue to live, and was ready to leave.

A few days ago, she got news that Luo Qi had successfully regented, and the people of Great Wu didn't like war, their grievances escalated, and they had great opinions on the second prince Luo Feng.

At present, Da Wu officials are moving around, and soon, the border between the two countries will be peaceful, and there will be trade with each other as before.

"It's nice to say that Luo Feng will not be unprepared, and I'm still worried about Luo Qi's health."

Dayue has internal and external troubles, and those who don't come to share a piece of the pie are fools.

No matter how much the people of Great Wu hate war, it is not up to the people to decide whether to fight or not.

Since ancient times, it has relied on a word from the superior.

Luo He was going to leave, but she couldn't stay. After a while, she was going back to Beijing, and the distance between the two of them would be far away.

"May I take the pill prepared by the genius doctor, and I can control it for the time being."

It's hard to say what will happen in the future, and everyone must be kept a secret.Including Luo Qi, it is very likely that he does not know how long he can live.

In Kyoto in the spring of March, the grass grows and the warblers fly, bathing in the warm sunshine.

The people who have been lazy all winter go out of their homes, go for outings, go out in the wild, climb high and look far away, go outing, and everything gradually returns to life.

Different from the leisurely complacency of the common people, all the officials looked tense. The emperor hadn't gone to the court all this time, and they had a faint feeling that things were going to change for Da Yue.

Undercurrents surged, officials formed gangs, fearing that they would be purged, and even Mo Zhongchen felt unprecedented pressure.

Last month, Wan Qi Yuling was extremely worried when she heard the news about Yingchuan, and immediately prepared to leave to pick up Mo Yan and the twins back to Beijing.

Although Kyoto is currently dangerous, it is much safer than a plague-ravaged city.

For nearly a year, assassinations were commonplace, and Wan Qi Yuling was not used to the man in black not coming for a few days.

Among them, it was not without danger, and it was almost fatal. In the end, Guanshi Feng was clever enough to find the Xiaohuandan that Moyan had given to Wanqi Yuling, and saved his life.

"My lord, Mo Xiang came to the mansion to talk to you, and the old slave asked him to sit in the study in the front yard first."

Guanshi Feng didn't dare to neglect, he bowed his body very respectfully.

The prince's mood is very unstable recently. The princess and the young masters are in Yingchuan, and the husband and wife have been separated for too long.

Guanshi Feng suspected that his master had suffered an internal injury, his face was cold from morning to night, and his body was chilled, even worse than when he was suffering from a severe cold.

"understood."

Wan Qi Yuling put down the scroll in her hand and stood up with big strides.

He has been stumped by trivial matters in Kyoto, wishing that the bastard would die sooner.

After planning for many years, seeing the critical moment, he could only bear with it, and he must not fail due to impulsiveness.

In the study room, rows of bookshelves are lined with neat scrolls, a pot of lucky bamboo is placed by the door, even the screen is filled with Diamond Sutras, and the room is filled with the fragrance of ink.

Mo Zhongchen stared at the unicorn paperweight on the desk, it was a good thing from the previous dynasty!It must be worth at least a thousand taels of silver.

In the eyes of Mo Zhongchen, all the furnishings in the study were exchanged for cash. He hugged the vase in the corner and didn't let go, rubbing his cheeks.

This vase is simply more tender than a woman's skin.

Wan Teng Yuling strode into the door and saw his father-in-law hugging and fondling the vase with a doting expression on his face. This weird scene made him embarrassed, and he didn't know how to make a sound for a while.

"My lord, you are here."

Although as a father-in-law, there are differences between monarch and minister, Mo Zhongchen couldn't come up with the money.

He clasped his fists in both hands, and the two sat down as guests and hosts.

"My king kept Mo Xiang waiting for a long time."

Wan Teng Yuling nodded, thinking in her heart that since her father-in-law liked the vase, he would give it away so as not to take up space in the study.

Mo Zhongchen rubbed his hands uncomfortably. Seeing that King Nanping was a little embarrassed, he coughed lightly twice.

I don't know who is so wicked. A few days ago, he followed Ye Xiang to Wangxianju to drink tea and watch singing and dancing, and this matter was brought to the Lu family.

Mrs. Lu was in the Northland, and she was furious after receiving the letter. The reply only had three words, which was concise and clear, "You wait".

Mo Zhongchen secretly thought that it was not good, as long as his wife returned to Beijing, there would be a storm, and he was thinking about how to reduce Lu's anger.

After all, write a review of thousands of words, or prepare a few thorns, pretending to bear the thorns and plead guilty.

People who have lived half their lives, can't they save some face at home?
Mo Zhongchen cursed the eighteenth generation of the informer's ancestors in his heart, and the prime suspect was Ye Xiang.

Yes, it must be that old man!I can't see him having a good time!
"My lord, you cannot leave Beijing for the time being."

The emperor was seriously ill, and the early court was changed to once every three days. Yingchuan's situation has not been reported yet.

Mo Zhongchen was afraid that King Nanping would leave Beijing willfully and leave the mess to him.

At least wait until everything is properly arranged, otherwise, what should I do if there is an accident?

"Mo Xiang, this king knows."

Wanqi Yufeng has almost finished playing. Originally, he wanted to wait for Wanqi Yufeng to die, and leave, at most two months.

(End of this chapter)