Who would have thought that these three women actually came from the imperial palace?
"No wonder the coachman ran away. He must have recognized the disease. Mingzhu, if Chunxiang is a plague, we are afraid that we will also be infected. Please let the doctor feel your pulse."
The woman surnamed Ye did not stretch out her wrist, but asked Mingzhu to take Chu Qiao's pulse. Obviously, she did not quite believe in this woman who suddenly appeared of unknown origin.
Mingzhu heard that it was a plague, so she didn't dare to neglect it, so she hurriedly extended her hand to Chu Qiao.
"Doctor, look at it for me. I have been taking care of Chunxiang."
Chu Qiao didn't dare to be careless. Although she was a fake doctor, this was a matter of life. She couldn't blind her conscience just for money. She put her finger on it and touched it carefully again and again. Chu Qiao said apologetically.
"You are also infected, but it is still mild and must be treated."
"Ah?" Mingzhu's face changed, and her expression showed disgust for Chunxiang. She must have blamed her for being sick and infected her.
"Let me see it too."
The woman surnamed Ye observed Chu Qiao for a while and seemed to believe her, so she pulled up her sleeves to reveal a white wrist.
Chu Qiao put her finger on the pulse of the woman surnamed Ye, and after a while, she said with relief.
"Fortunately, I don't think you have any bad pulse, but you can't be careless. You should drink some medicine to prevent it. It's just my medicine box..."
In fact, Chu Qiao didn't have any medicine box, she was just pretending to be sorry at the moment.
"The coachman has run away, and the carriage cannot leave either. Otherwise, we can go to Shouzhou City immediately, where we may be able to buy medicinal materials."
"Isn't it just a carriage? He ran away. Are you going to freeze to death here? I'll drive the carriage."
Chu Qiao wiped her nose. Although she had been well-off and well-off since she was a child, she had only ridden in a carriage and never driven it herself, but with the carriage parked here, it was faster than walking on two legs, not to mention it was so cold.
If you stay here, even if you don't die, the horses won't be able to bear it anymore.
"You know how to drive a carriage?" Mingzhu's eyes widened, as if she had found a savior.
"I've seen it before, but it doesn't matter. I can do it, but..."
Chu Qiao touched her belly. She was starving now. If she didn't eat enough, she wouldn't be able to climb to the driver's seat.
"Is there anything to eat? I'm a little hungry..."
"Yes, yes, there are sesame cakes, pies, and some steamed buns." Mingzhu quickly took it out.
Chu Qiao was really hungry. She didn't dare to eat pie or steamed buns, so she grabbed it and ate it. While eating, she choked and stretched her neck. She hurriedly stretched out her hand for water. Mingzhu saw Chu Qiao's eating appearance and was a little dumbfounded. How many times had this doctor eaten?
After eating, it felt like I was starving to death.
In order to survive, Mingzhu served Chu Qiao to eat and drink, but the woman named Ye remained calm. She looked at the village girl in front of her and looked at her carefully. Although she was eating in a mess, her skin was very white and delicate, because
Cold and slightly red, as gorgeous as the peach blossoms in May, he doesn't look like a young doctor who does menial work or works as a doctor on the street.
"Doctor, what should we do with Chunxiang?" the woman named Ye suddenly asked.
Chu Qiao drank a large amount of water, feeling that her appetite was about to burst. She was finally full, and then she looked at the unconscious woman. Speaking of which, this woman's sallow and blue face might have a chance of saving her life.
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"You cover your nose and mouth first. It's best to throw away the things she used."
After saying that, Chu Qiao pressed her fingers hard on Chunxiang's philtrum, then felt her breath, and shook her head helplessly.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on to Shouzhou."
Chunxiang's pulse was already very weak, her breathing was intermittent, and there was no response to pressing the philtrum. With Chu Qiao's current medical skills, there was nothing she could do.