Since the children's hospital envoy was replaced and Ding Yuanpan and Dong Zhao came to the treatment center, not only the treatment center, but also her whole person became much more relaxed. She no longer had to take care of the patients while dispensing medicine with Shen Weiyan. Now, except for a few serious patients
In addition to the patients needing her, the daily trivial matters have been shared by the court, so there is no need for her to intervene.
Yang Mo finished washing herself and lay on the bed. She closed her eyes and just fell asleep, but when she thought of what Liu Chengling said, she couldn't help but wake up a little. She had a problem, that was, the later she stayed busy, the more she couldn't sleep.
Yang Mo thought about standing up and going outside to get some fresh air, but she was afraid of disturbing Qiu Tong who was on duty at night, so she had to stand up and put on her shirt. Unexpectedly, just after taking two steps, Qiu Tong knocked on the door.
"Miss, haven't you gone to bed yet?"
Hearing Yang Mo's "hmm", Qiu Tong walked in with a lamp.
"Let me make you a cup of scented tea!" Qiu Tong put down the things in his hands and hurriedly went to get the small tea hanger on the table.
After a while, tea with a faint aroma was placed in front of Yang Mo.
Yang Mo looked at Qiu Tong's slightly haggard look and said, "I'm fine here. You can go out and sleep!"
Qiu Tong shook her head, "I can't sleep either." She raised her head and looked at Yang Mo cautiously, as if she was worried.
"What's wrong?" Yang Mo asked in a low voice. Qiu Tong, this girl, was always very cheerful when talking.
Qiutong lowered his head, "This slave may have done something wrong." As he spoke, a panicked look appeared on his face.
Qiu Tong has always been very careful in doing things. Yang Mo took Qiu Tong's hand and asked, "What's going on?"
Qiu Tong then said: "Later today, Young Master Liu sent someone something. He said that if the lady couldn't sleep at night, he would show it to the lady. If there is no tomorrow, he would return it. What he said was unclear.
, before the slave girl came back to her senses, the woman who delivered the things left. The slave girl originally wanted to have someone send it back tomorrow...but after much thought, she still had to tell the lady. "She did something wrong, and she will be in trouble."
It's the reputation of a young lady.
If this were in Beijing, you would definitely not be able to take other people's things casually.
Yang Mo said: "What?"
Qiu Tong stood up and went to the outside room and took a scroll in his hand, "My slave is also confused. What is the wrong gift? Why is it a painting? I don't dare to open it and look at it..."
This is outside the capital, and after leaving the house, many rules are not as strict as at home, otherwise there would be no way to get things into Qiutong's hands.
Qiutong pulled on the blue armor on her body, her eyes full of uneasiness.
Everything has been delivered, but it's the same whether you look at it or not. It's better to see what Liu Chengling means. Yang Mo slowly unfolds the scroll in his hand.
The fragrance of old ink came to my face. The painting showed two dolls with round faces lying on the table. One was dozing off and the other was already asleep. Especially the sleeping doll had its eyes closed quietly and turned red.
Her lips were slightly raised as if she were smiling, feeling very at ease and An Ran. The green gauze shirt on her body seemed to have a cool smell. The sky outside the window was clear and the clouds were quiet. It was really a good day for sleeping.
I've never heard of people asking for lullabies when they can't sleep. I've never heard of the use of hanging a picture of a child sleeping. Yang Mo couldn't help but laugh.
The signature of the scroll also contains three characters for "Mian". The three words "Mian" are piled up in a mountain, just like a person lying lazily on a couch. After looking at it for a long time, it really makes people want to sleep.
Liu Chengling seemed to be sure that she would not be able to sleep at night. Yang Mo rolled up the painting and handed it to Qiu Tong, "Let my mother-in-law send it back tomorrow. There is no need to say anything."
She couldn't accept this unclear gift.
Qiu Tong responded and took out the scroll. Yang Mo blew out the lamp and lay on the bed again. Maybe it was raining lightly outside and a cool wind blew in from the window. Yang Mo turned over and soon her eyelids became heavy.
Although Liu Chengling is unpredictable, the things he sent are really useful.
Liu Chengling had been unable to understand what he said during the day, but it seemed that he had an explanation at this time. That faint concern might be his way of expressing it.
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The lights were still on in Liu Chengling's room, and Ajiu was waiting outside, saying, "Young master, it's time for you to rest." He should have been tired after reading so many official documents at night.
Liu Chengling responded, and Ajiu immediately went to fetch water.
After washing up, Liu Chengling sat by the bed. Jiang Ping happened to come back from finishing his errands, "The lights in Miss Yang's room went out."
Liu Chengling looked at the official document on the table and said, "Return it to the Ministry of Revenue. I am not the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. How should the tax money be collected? Let him figure it out by himself. When will the money owed by the court to the merchants be repaid? This is all his responsibility.
Report to the imperial court."
Jiang Ping didn't understand the meaning of the young master's words, so he only knew that he would tell the Minister of the Ministry of Finance every word.
Zhang Er was waiting for news by the roadside. When he heard the sound of horse hooves, he immediately held up a lantern to look, and happened to see Jiang Ping.
Jiang Ping handed over the official document in his hand and carefully repeated what Liu Chengling said.
Zhang Erzheng's hands couldn't help but tremble, "Is this what the young master said?"
Jiang Ping nodded and saw through the light that Zhang Erzheng had a look of tears on his face.
"The time has come. I have finally waited for this time." Zhang Erzheng saluted Jiang Ping. "You must take good care of your master. When I return to Beijing, I will present a memorial to impeach Feng Dang."
Jiang Ping stepped forward to return the salute and watched Zhang Erzheng get on his horse and disappear into the night.
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For several days, Ding Ke watched Miss Yang treat illnesses and save people with his own eyes. Miss Yang was very skilled in diagnosing diseases and using medicine. It was not something that a teenage girl could do. You should know that most medical practitioners
It relies on experience. Even the smartest person needs five years of experience in observing and copying prescriptions before he can truly practice medicine. Shen Weiyan was born in the Xinglin family and is already considered a smart and promising junior, but compared with Miss Yang, she is a world away.
difference.
"Wake up, wake up." Amidst everyone's exclamations, the patient with cerebral fluid leakage opened his eyes.
The woman next to him cried and shouted, and the couple held their hands tightly together.
"Get out of the way, let me take a look." The treatment center was crowded with people, and everyone came to see the people who had their brains removed but were still alive.
"I thought it was hopeless!"
"Bah...that's because your medical skills are not good."
There were voices of discussion, and students from Tai Hospital were seen squeezing around just to get a good look at the patient.
Yang Mo stepped aside, and someone immediately stepped forward to check her pulse.
The woman next to her didn't know how to thank Yang Mo, "Miss Yang, when we go back we will definitely set up a longevity tablet for the eldest lady."
Yang Mo shook her head, "Your man was able to wake up because he used the prescription from Tai Hospital." What she learned in modern times was just to reduce intracranial pressure in emergencies and truly cure the patient's disease. It was also Chinese herbal medicine prescriptions that the patient could
Being sober also benefited from the presence of the imperial doctor from Tai Hospital.
The woman hurriedly asked Xie Dingke, "Master official, I have kowtowed to you as a commoner woman."
Qiutong and Chunhe hurriedly helped the woman up.
Ding Ke's face was slightly red. If it hadn't been for Miss Yang's method, he might have died before the medicine took effect. "Get up quickly, you must not do this," he said, carefully telling the woman, "Just wake up now.
You need to take a good rest down there so that you can slowly recover." The woman nodded hurriedly.
Miss Yang really saved people. People who would have died came back to life. What kind of medical skills are so miraculous?
Yang Mo turned her head and felt countless eyes falling on her face, excitement, surprise, and disbelief mixed together.
"Miss Yang, go see Dr. Yao!"
Yang Mo was surrounded by the imperial doctors and walked towards the residence of the imperial doctor Yao.
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A carriage swayed into the capital at dawn and stopped in front of Chang's house.
The woman at the door hurriedly stepped forward to lift the curtain of the carriage and helped Chang Yiwan out of the carriage.
Chang Yiwan would lift up her handkerchief and cough from time to time. Her originally big eyes were now sunken deep, and her fair cheeks had turned dark yellow. She looked like an elderly woman, wearing a half-worn lotus root-colored jacket, and her feet were
Above is a pair of cyan embroidered shoes. She looks like a young lady from a small family.
Chang Yiwan walked into the hanging flower door, and Mrs. Chang walked towards her.
Seeing her mother, Chang Yiwan couldn't help crying anymore, "Mother, I... will never... go to the clan again, don't... send me back again..." At this point, he couldn't help but change his words.
Head to cough.
Mrs. Chang quickly stretched out her hand and patted Chang Yiwan's back, "What's going on? It's only been a few days and it's been like this." Then she ordered Mother Yu beside her, "Go and ask the doctor quickly."
Chang Yiwan took Mrs. Chang's hand and said, "Mom, is there any news about Yang Molan? Can she come back to Beijing? On the way back, I heard that the plague killed many people, right?"
Looking at her daughter's expectant eyes, Mrs. Chang sighed and shook her head, "I can't explain a single sentence clearly, so I'd better go and pay your respects to your grandmother first, or go back and rest."
Chang Yiwan nodded obediently and followed Mrs. Chang forward. She thought she was going to die in the clan. The sisters in the clan ridiculed her openly and secretly, saying that she had an affair with a man and ended up like this.
She had accumulated enough hatred in her heart, and it was Yang Molan who was the reason why she had fallen to this point. Now she had a home and could not return, and her promising future was about to be wasted before her eyes. Only Yang Molan's death could relieve the hatred in her heart.
Entering Mrs. Chang's house, Chang Yiwan let go of Mrs. Chang and rushed towards her. She knelt down at Mrs. Chang's feet and said, "Grandma, my granddaughter thought... she would never see grandma again..."
Chang Yiwan was crying sadly, and Chen's mother came in from outside to report.
Mrs. Chang comforted her granddaughter and listened to Mother Chen's words.
"I heard that Miss Yang is coming back."
It would take at least three to five months for the imperial court to deal with the plague, so why did it come back now? Besides, everyone who had been to the epidemic area had to live outside Beijing for half a month before being allowed to enter Beijing.
Mother Chen glanced at Chang Yiwan and didn't know what to say.
"Say it!" Mrs. Chang didn't care.
Mother Chen then said: "Master said that the Imperial Hospital has been punished by a memorial. The new medicine made by Miss Yang can cure acne. Now everyone outside is... surprised..."
Chang Yiwan heard a buzzing sound in her ears when she heard Mama Chen say, "It can cure acne." She could no longer hear the rest of the words, and could only see Mama Chen's lips opening and closing.
Open and close...
Chang Yiwan rolled his eyes and fainted.
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