Chapter 20 Still asking for sin? Is it possible to ask your sister?!
Chapter 20
"It's true!" Yang Qian suddenly heard a sonorous and powerful affirmation.
Turning his head in surprise, he saw Chen Yiling nodding with a very serious expression.
And without any embarrassment, he faced Yang Qian's astonished expression and spoke to the patients and their families seriously.
"I am Chen Yiling from the Imperial Medical Office of the Sui Dynasty. I am here today to treat you. I originally thought that this typhoid fever would be difficult to cure."
"But I didn't expect that after hearing such rumors, I rushed to Daze Village to find out what was going on. It was just as the little brother said..."
The aunt who had just been gossiping for a long time, like a drowning person holding on to a straw rope, actually struggled to sit up.
"Senior official, do you mean that we can be saved?"
"That's natural, but you must listen to the advice of doctors like us. Only in this way can you have a good chance of curing the serious disease..." Doctor Chen nodded with certainty and replied.
At this moment, many relatives of those suffering from typhoid fever gradually gathered outside the house.
After hearing what Chen Medical Ling from the imperial court said, everyone unanimously focused their attention on Yang Qian.
"Master Yang, please save my son..."
"Master Yang, please do a good job and save my daughter..."
Suddenly, dozens of people knelt down in the room. Yang Qian was really anxious now. "Everyone, what are you doing? Why don't you get up quickly?"
"Mr. Yang, you'd better tell everyone about the situation in person..." Chen Yiling stood up and Yang Qian said in a loud voice. His eyes were full of encouragement.
Encourage your sister! With a dark face, Yang Qian looked at the people who were prostrating themselves on the ground and begging for him. Come on, if you go to this point and deny it, Yang Qian is really worried that he will be deceived by these desperate family members of the patients.
Catch him and sacrifice him to heaven.
"Everyone, since Yang is here, it is natural that he is here to treat illnesses and save people. My medical skills are really difficult to compare with those of the medical officers in the court. However, the prescription Yang presented is definitely a good medicine for typhoid fever..."
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After Yang Qian's words of comfort, the family members of the patients finally dispersed.
However, it can be clearly seen that the expressions of the patients' family members have become much more high-spirited and excited.
It was as if Yang Qian's arrival could completely save these typhoid fever patients from the hands of the disease.
Yang Qian turned his head and saw Chen Yiling standing next to him with a smile and stroking his beard. After talking for a long time, he finally choked out a sentence.
"Mr. Chen, what are you doing?..."
"Mr. Yang, please forgive me. I have no choice but to do this."
"It has been a day and a night since I and my colleagues came here, but the condition of these patients has rarely been relieved. Moreover, two people died yesterday, and today..."
Having said this, Chen Yiling couldn't help but let out a long sigh with a gloomy look on his face.
"Actually, I heard about the improvement of the epidemic situation in Daze Village yesterday, but at that time, I didn't believe it..."
After listening to Chen Medical Ling's words, Yang Qian realized that they, the medical officers of the Imperial Medical Office, were naturally very arrogant, and they had not expected that they had followed the emperor's edict and came to Xingyang County to treat the epidemic.
Their arrival did not make the epidemic better. On the contrary, from yesterday to this morning, seven or eight more patients were added, and several people died.
At this time, Chen Medical Ling and other medical officers finally couldn't sit still, so they made their trip to Daze Village.
"When I arrived at Daze Village and saw the improvement of those patients, I realized that Mr. Yang, you are indeed excellent in medical skills. And you have won the trust of these people."
"Now these people have become panic-stricken because of the plague, and they are without a master. What they need most is a way to stimulate their desire to survive."
Yang Qian grinned and felt very complicated when he looked at Chen Medical Ling, whose talkativeness far surpassed his medical skills.
"So, the doctor orders you to roast me on the fire."
"I have no choice but to do this. After this incident, I will definitely come to your door in person to apologize to the young master." Chen Yiling chuckled and saluted Yang Qian.
Yang Qian looked at the thick-skinned and honest-looking Chen Medical Ling with a dark face. "Nima, after this is over, you should have just slapped your ass and sneaked back to Dongdu."
I still want to apologize, can you please ask your sister?!
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Yang Qian and Chen Yiling were communicating in a secluded place. Although they were far away from the crowd, they could not stop the curious and gossipy eyes.
"Young Master Yang is indeed as rumored. He doesn't even show a smile to the high-ranking officials from Dongdu."
"That's right, I heard that Mr. Yang is very aloof and has always been serious about his words."
"It seems that Mr. Yang is really capable. All the high officials in the court kept bowing to him, and he still looked reluctant..."
"Of course, I don't want to think about it. Anyone can grow leeks, but gentleman leeks, I'm afraid only Young Master Yang can grow them in our Sui Dynasty."
"By the way, when did Mr. Yang start studying? I heard that Mr. Yang, a noble family's leek, grew so plump only after listening to Mr. Yang's reading..."
Yang Qian walked around, but every patient, including their family members, seemed particularly eager. It was like an ordinary patient meeting an expert for a ward round.
And whenever Yang Qian stood up to leave, the patient and family members hesitated to speak, which really made Yang Qian a little confused.
Finally, a family member of the patient couldn't help it anymore and caught up with Yang Qian at the door and asked flatteringly. "Young Master Yang, um, I have something to say, I don't know if I should ask it..."
Yang Qian looked at the family member of the patient who was smiling apologetically, and he wanted to tell the other person that if he shouldn't ask, it would be better not to ask.
But I felt that it was too detrimental to the gentlemanly image I had always maintained, so I could only look at the patient's family in silence.
"Mr. Yang, we actually don't have any malicious intentions. We just want to ask when you are going to start studying so that we can listen to the sound of your reading, Mr. Yang."
"Yes, yes, that's what it means."
Seeing the expectant eyes inside and outside the ward, as well as the expectations of Chen Yiling and others not far away, Yang Qian sighed helplessly.
"Zhili..."
"Don't worry, young master, I have already prepared for you. Lao Qi, hurry up and go and clean things up for me. Don't delay such an important event as our young master's study..."
Zhili and his servant Lao Qi got a desk table and a mat from somewhere, and then untied the huge long package. Only then did Yang Qian know that Zhili had even carried Jiao Weiqin.
coming.
Not only the Jiaowei Qin, but also more than ten volumes of "Zuo Shi Chun Qiu" that he was reading at this time, as well as the incense burner commonly used in his study, and even the candlesticks were taken out of the package and placed aside.
In the end, Yang Qian could only bite the bullet and sit in front of hundreds of patients and their families. Sitting in front of the desk, he picked up a book, smelled the sandalwood, listened to the leisurely music of the piano, and began to
Reciting aloud the "Zuo's Spring and Autumn Annals" that has been passed down through the ages...