Siheyuan: Fishing for All Things

"This old Lin, he doesn't care about anything when he sees a patient." Yang Weiguo pretended to complain.

"Director Yang, don't you understand this?" Shen Qizhen chuckled, "There are high and low medical skills, and there are also high and low medical ethics... Those who can put curing diseases and saving lives first are good doctors."

"Minister Lin is gone, let's drink less at noon." Guan Qi sighed.

"That's fine."

Song Xilian turned his head to look at Li Xiaoyue, "Do you know who your teacher is treating?"

"I don't know."

Li Xiaoyue shook her head and said, "My teacher has a lot of patients, but he doesn't need our help when he goes out to see patients..."

"That's right."

Song Xilian looked at the Beijing 212 speeding away thoughtfully, and said no more.

Half an hour later.

A quaint courtyard.

Li Fugui rushed in with Lin Shaowen, and Bayford and Zhang Chunrong were waiting there.

"Master Lin..."

"Yes."

Lin Shaowen nodded and frowned, "Where is the patient?"

"Inside."

Beford led the way.

Lin Shaowen and others followed him and entered the house. They found that the house was full of women. Many of them wore cheongsams and fur coats.

Such an outfit made his eyelids jump.

Beford hurried up and bowed to a woman in simple clothes, "Jiu Niang, this is the best doctor in Sijiu City, Master Lin..."

"Master Lin."

Jiu Niang stood up and bowed slightly, "My daughter has been ill since she was a child. A famous doctor helped to see her before... He said she would not live past five years old."

As she spoke, she lowered her head and began to wipe her tears.

"Let me take a look first."

Lin Shaowen didn't say anything, just sat by the couch and glanced at the little girl with a flushed face.

She looked pretty and delicate, but her belly was big.

This made him feel nervous.

"Master Lin, are you okay?" Bayford whispered.

"It's hard to say."

Lin Shaowen stretched out his hand to feel her pulse, his expression serious.

At this time, a man came in from outside the door. He was as white as jade and walked hurriedly.

"Jiu Niang..."

Pah!

He just opened his mouth and was slapped by Jiu Niang.

"Yin'er is so sick, where have you been?"

"I... I'm just going out to get the medical fee."

The man covered his face and opened his coat.

His waist was full of yellow croakers.

Li Fugui, Bayford and others hurried forward to help him take the yellow croakers off his waist and put them in a small wooden box.

"Sixth Uncle."

Zhang Chunrong shouted, "This is Master Lin... He came here specifically to treat Yin'er."

Sixth Uncle?

Lin Shaowen's face was full of absurdity.

This man looked only in his thirties, and Zhang Chunrong was so old that he was about to be buried.

"Yes."

The man nodded and looked at Lin Shaowen and said, "Master Lin, my name is Zhang Qinyang."

"Hello, Master Zhang."

Lin Shaowen smiled and continued to feel the pulse.

Zhang Qinyang also spoke, but sat down on the edge of the couch with red eyes.

For a long while.

Lin Shaowen withdrew his hand.

"Master Lin..."

Zhang Chunrong whispered.

"Has this girl eaten raw fish?"

As soon as Lin Shaowen opened his mouth, Jiu Niang covered her face and cried loudly.

The other women immediately came forward to comfort her.

"Master Lin, to be honest, when my family was in trouble, we were short of food and clothing. We once ran away from the city. On the way... we could only catch some fish in the river to eat."

After wiping his face, Zhang Qinyang said sadly, "Because we had to hurry and had no time to live, we ate raw fish to fill our stomachs... My girl was only two years old at that time."

Lin Shaowen did not pursue what he meant by the hardship, but just sighed slightly, "Master Zhang, I guess you have also found someone to see her?"

"I took my girl to visit famous doctors, but everyone said that her disease was ascites and it could not be cured." Zhang Qinyang smiled bitterly.

"It's not that it can't be cured, it just takes a longer time to treat..." Lin Shaowen shook his head.

Hmm.

The whole room was unusually quiet.

"Lin... Master Lin, are you saying you can cure it?"

Jiuniang knelt on the ground with a plop and kowtowed, "Master Lin, as long as you can cure Yin'er's illness, you can ask for any amount of money... If you can't, I can give you my ancestral home."

"Jiuniang, what are you talking about?"

Zhang Chunrong said dissatisfiedly, "Who do you think Master Lin is?"

"Master Lin..."

Zhang Qinyang gritted his teeth, took out a seal and placed it on the table, "This is passed down from my ancestors... It's considered as your medical fee."

"Sixth Uncle..."

Zhang Chunrong looked at him in surprise.

Over the years, the family has sold everything that should be sold and pawned everything that should be pawned... Only this seal is left as a souvenir.

He didn't expect Zhang Qinyang to take this thingCome out.

"Let's talk about the consultation fee later, help her cure her illness first..."

Lin Shaowen said seriously, "I'll prescribe a prescription... Forget it, I'll go by myself."

After he finished speaking, he walked out the door.

"Master Lin, how about I accompany you?" Zhang Chunrong said hurriedly.

"You don't understand these, what's the point of accompanying me?" Lin Shaowen laughed and scolded, then walked to the bedside, looked at Yin'er and said, "I almost forgot about you..."

After saying that, he wiped his right hand, and a silver needle was inserted from Yin'er's eyebrows.

"Hmm."

Yin'er cried softly, then tilted her head and fell asleep.

The blush on her face gradually faded, and she returned to her former whiteness.

"Hiss."

Everyone was frightened by Lin Shaowen's needle.

"Don't touch my silver needle, wait for me to come back."

After leaving a word, Lin Shaowen turned and walked out.

"Mr. Lin, I'll take you there."

Zhang Qinyang followed him out and sent him to the door before turning back.

"Chunrong, who is this Mr. Lin?" Jiu Niang asked.

"I asked around a bit, he used to be the vice president of Union Hospital, a professor at the Medical University... now he is the vice minister of the Ministry of Industry, and part-time director of the steel mill." Zhang Chunrong laughed.

"He... how old is he?"

Zhang Qinyang glared, "Looking at his age, he should be two years younger than me, right?"

"If you count, he is indeed four or five years younger than you." Zhang Chunrong smiled bitterly.

"Is he married?" someone asked.

"If he is married, don't get involved in this matter." Li Fugui warned.

"That's what Aunt Six asked."

Jiu Niang hurriedly asked, "Master Li, can Master Lin cure Yin'er?"

"If he can't cure her, then no one can cure Yin'er." Beiford sighed, "To be honest... I don't leak urine anymore."

Hiss.

Everyone took a breath.

Eunuch leaking urine is a problem that has been around for ages.

If this disease can be cured, it seems that Yin'er's disease can also be cured.

Zhang Qinyang and Jiu Niang have more confidence.

Less than half an hour.

Lin Shaowen came back again. Seeing that he was holding a cloth bag in his hand, Beiford hurriedly took it with both hands.

"Master Lin, I'll do it..."

"First give me a big pot, and then get a big basin."

Lin Shaowen added, "It's the kind of big basin that can fit a person."

"Let's do it right away."

Zhang Chunrong immediately directed everyone to start dividing the work.