Splendid Nongmen's little medical concubine

Chapter 122 The two of them

Jiang Jingyi hurriedly picked it up and looked at it, only to see that it said, "It's plague, I don't know if it's man-made or a natural disaster. Fortunately, the antidote I sold to you can be cured, so hurry up and make some."

Jiang Jingyi took a deep look at her, and called Bai Huan to go out together.

Ye Xiaohan just said that the child's illness was contagious, not plague. The villagers thought it was contagious cold and didn't take it seriously.

Treatment is still going on in an orderly manner.

A quarter of an hour later, Jiang Jingyi came back.

He whispered some instructions to Bai Jiu, and Bai Jiu immediately grabbed a box of snacks on the table and left.

The corner of Jiang Jingyi's mouth twitched, he took a pen and paper, and wrote a few lines.

"Bai Jiu and Bai Huan will arrange for people to make the antidote, and they will also send people to investigate the plague. Thank you."

After writing the words, he also handed them to Bai Lu to read first, and then to Ye Xiaohan.

Bai Lu couldn't laugh or cry, her face was full of helplessness, but it was a pity that it was covered by a mask.

On the surface, she looks bright, cold, and mysterious, and she looks like a big boss.

Ye Xiaohan glanced at Jiang Jingyi knowingly after reading the words on the paper, and continued to diagnose the villagers.

She was actually a little restless.

Not just for plague.

This plague is not an emergency, and she knows how to treat it, and has someone to help with the medicine, so she is not very worried.

She was more because of Jiang Jingyi.

In the past, when there was something to do, Bai Huan and Bai Lu always stayed behind to protect her, and he took people out.

Today he sent Bai Huan out and stayed by himself, obviously to better protect her.

This true feeling is enough to disturb her mind.

After another half-day of diagnosis and treatment, Ye Xiaohan discovered that many of the "difficult and miscellaneous diseases" on the villagers were the sequelae of minor illnesses that had not been properly treated.

For example, there are two, which were originally small fractures. In her previous life, the bones were in the right position, and after a period of recuperation, they can completely return to normal.

Ye Xiaohan cured them of other diseases, whispered a few words to Bai Lu's "miracle doctor", called them together, and said, "If you can hold back the pain, I can heal your injured legs and arms, and make you feel like you never were. As hurt."

These two people, one in their 20s and the other in their 30s, dreamed that they could return to normal people, and they were suddenly ecstatic.

"Not afraid, I am not afraid of pain, I am willing to cure."

"I'm not afraid of pain, but my family has no money."

"It doesn't cost much. You won't be charged for the treatment fee. The medicine fee only costs about 20 taels of silver, but you need to lie still for two months."

The patient who has no money, "Is it really only 20 taels? That's fine, I'll find someone to borrow it first, and if I can't borrow it, I will sell the land."

"You don't need to sell the fields." Ye Fuwang said suddenly, "I can lend you the medical expenses. When you are well, come to our house to work as a helper to pay for the money. For fifty yuan a day's wages, twenty yuan will be deducted from you every day. How do you look?"

"Row."

Of course.

……

Jiang Jingyi is actually a bit... bad.

Ever since he found out that he could "talk on paper" with Ye Xiaohan, he never tires of it.

Write something from time to time and pass it to Ye Xiaohan.

It's all questions about medical skills and live patients.

Ye Xiaohan answered one by one, of course, also on paper.

The note passed by others is a small note secretly passed on, but the two of them are lucky, it is a big note passed on in a grand manner.

The reason for being so... arrogant is because the staff in this yard, except Bai Lu, are illiterate.

Everyone thought they were writing prescriptions.

Ye Xiaohan felt that Jiang Jingyi's handwriting was rare in the world.

Every time she gets something written by him, she will appreciate the words first, and she doesn't find him annoying at all.

I don't think there's anything wrong with it.

Until I saw this one.

"Do you sell medical books on osteopathy? It will cost as much as it costs. Frontier warriors need it."

(End of this chapter)