Splendid Pastoral: Space farmers are good for farming

Chapter 181 The master behind the miracle doctor

In front of the small courtyard that Fang Qiao came to was a simple reed shed. Under the shed was a pot. The water in the pot was boiling. There are green onions and coriander in the bowl, so you can tell at a glance that this is a noodle stall.

There was no business at the noodle stall at this time, and the owner was sitting under the shed reading a book.

The boss is a middle-aged man who looks to be in his thirties. This man is thin and doesn't have many characteristics, but his face is dark. It is really dark, darker than ordinary dark-skinned people. I don't know if he works outside all the year round. It is caused by wind and sun, or it is the natural skin color.

After Fang Qiao arrived, he bowed to him and said, "Master, two more patients have come, one is long-married and infertile, and the other wants to get rid of scars. I can't handle it, and I want to ask Master for an idea. "

The owner of the noodle stall raised his eyes from the book, his clear and bright eyes did not match his appearance.

He looked at Fang Qiao and said, "I've said it before, don't call me master, I can tell you if you don't know, but I can't bear these two words."

Fang Qiao stubbornly said: "How can I do that, you have taught me so many things, you are my teacher, I should call you."

The owner of the noodle stall had no choice but to ask: "What's the situation with these two people, please tell me carefully."

Fang Qiao first told him about Fennel's symptoms, and Fang Qiao said after listening, "The symptoms of infertile women are similar on the surface, so it's not easy to judge. It would be good to have her pulse."

Fang Qiao bowed her head and said in embarrassment: "Everyone's pulse is the same when I feel it, and I can't distinguish the symptoms. I'm afraid that talking nonsense will affect Master's judgment."

The owner of the noodle stall let out a sigh of relief and said, "Fang Qiao, if you want to practice medicine, one of the four clinics is indispensable. You can't do without this one alone, because we have caused troubles for patients several times. It's just them themselves. Just don't notice it, if someone finds out, the patient won't come to you again."

Fang Qiao lowered her head and said, "That's why I have been asking my master to do my own consultation. Not only can the patients get the most effective treatment, but I can also learn from the nearest place."

The owner of the noodle stall shook his head repeatedly and said: "No, it is definitely not possible, you should talk about another situation, where is the scar, it is not important, so there is no need to bother, that thing can't be easily removed. "

Fang Qiao sighed in his heart. Over the past few years, he had said countless times to ask Master to see him, but he firmly disagreed, and he didn't say why. He didn't let himself tell others that he knew medical skills. What a weirdo.After thinking about it, he said: "The one with the scar is a ten-year-old girl. The scar grows at the corner of the eye, protruding high from the skin, like a pimple, but the scar has loosened a bit. It is said that it has been treated before. I feel that there may be a possibility of healing..."

He was talking here, but the noodle stall owner was already frozen there, with two strange lights shooting out of his eyes, and he stood still in the distance blankly, and Fang Qiao did not respond to the next words.

After Fang Qiao finished speaking, he waited for a long time without seeing him speak, and looked at his face carefully, but saw that he was dumbfounded, and asked worriedly: "Master, master, what's wrong with you?"

He yelled for a long time before the owner of the noodle stall came back to his senses, and asked with a flickering expression: "What do these two people you mentioned look like? Where did they come from?"

Fang Qiao said: "They live far away, and they came from Luoning Mansion. I didn't know that our reputation spread so far, but they came not two, but four, and the other two The ones who are not sick are still twins, they look exactly the same, I can't tell which one is which..."

Hearing what he said, the noodle stall owner lowered his head again and closed his eyes heavily.

Fang Qiao thought he was thinking about his illness, so he didn't dare to ask more questions, and waited carefully there.

After a long time, the owner of the stall raised his head, but his expression returned to normal, and he said: "I thought about it, since the infertile woman has seen so many famous doctors, her cold syndrome should have been cured long ago." , it may be that she has taken too many nourishing medicines and it backfired, I will prescribe a prescription for her to recuperate, and then teach her to pay attention to her diet."

Fang Qiao nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay, I will tell her."

The owner of the noodle stall entered the room, took a pen and paper at the table and wrote a prescription for Fang Qiao, then took out a small box from the drawer beside him and handed it to Fang Qiao, saying: "This is my idle medicine." It’s been prepared for nothing, and I don’t know how it works, so you can take it and let the kid try it, and if it works, come and ask me for it.”

Fang Qiao was slightly taken aback. Except for saving her back then, Master had never administered any medicine himself. How could he have prepared the ointment in secret?
However, he still didn't dare to ask more questions, and said, "Okay, I'll let them stay here for a few days. If there's anything wrong, I'll come back and ask the teacher for advice."

"Well, you go, just don't mention me to them."

Fang Qiao was even more surprised. This was agreed by the two of them a long time ago. Without his permission, he would not have told anyone. Why did the master specifically instruct him again?
"Yes, I wrote it down, and I'll go back now."

After speaking, he left through the small door at the back of the house.

After he went out, Fang Qiao wanted to go out to continue guarding the noodle stall, but a woman's voice came from another room, saying, "That kid surnamed Fang came to ask you about his illness again?"

The noodle stall owner had no choice but to answer: "Yes, mother."

"How many times have I told you not to touch medicine again, but you just don't listen, are you going to recruit wolves again!"

The owner of the noodle stall lowered his head, and said in a low voice, "No, mother, I told him everything, don't tell anyone."

The woman in the house cursed angrily: "There is no fire in paper, no wall that is not airtight, and a dead child cannot be buried in snow..."

The noodle stall owner was depressed by her scolding, so he went out quietly.

Besides, the four Jijie sisters sat in the main room of Fang Qiao's house until their butts hurt and Fang Qiao didn't come back. Zanthoxylum angrily babbled: "What's wrong with this doctor, did he fall asleep in the back room? Don't want him there Dreaming of marrying a daughter-in-law, but we are waiting here foolishly!"

Fennel was also anxious about waiting, but when she heard Huajiao being so bitter, she immediately glared at her, for fear that Fang Qiao would be unhappy if she heard her words.

Platycodon grandiflorum also has the same idea as Zanthoxylum bungeanum, wondering how difficult it is to cure the illness of eldest sister and kidney bean. As for the research for so long?There was no sound in the room, as if no one was there. If it wasn't for the fact that the consultation fee hadn't been paid yet, I wondered if the little gentleman ran away with money, or... went to his room to see for himself?But he has never seen the topography of his room before, so he can't calculate the position well, and when he goes out, he will hit the table, or it will appear in front of his eyes, so the little gentleman will not be frightened, thinking that he is a goblin, and driving the sisters away. Going, wouldn't it be a waste of time.

(End of this chapter)