Yang Mo lay on the bed unable to sleep, taking out the note in her hand and reading it over and over again.
Chunhe's voice came from outside, "Miss, are you still asleep?"
Yang Mo said "Hmm", Chunhe walked into the room with a lamp and handed a cup of tea to Yang Mo.
Yang Mo shook her head, "You go and have a rest, I'll read a book and fall asleep."
"Miss, please don't work too hard. The whole family needs to be supported by the lady." Today, I heard my aunt and my aunt talking about farm matters in the house. My aunt is weak-minded and can't make decisions about many things. I don't know how much the eldest lady will have to worry about in the future.
Yang Mo nodded and lay down. Chun He blew out the bedside lamp and then retreated.
The room became quiet, and Yang Mo slowly thought about it, could there be another time traveler here? Thinking about it, she thought it was impossible. If so, she would have found some clues before, and she used Western medicine to treat it.
Disease, ancient people only thought it was shocking, but modern people will immediately find the clues and should have expressed it long ago.
If it wasn't a note left by a time traveler, then what could it be?
Yang Mo turned over on the bed. Faced with such a matter, she could not discuss it with anyone except finding the answer herself.
Early the next morning, Yang Mo touched the note under the pillow. The note was still there, and the words on it were very clear. She still couldn't figure it out for a moment, so Yang Mo put the note in a rosewood box.
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Chun He and Qiu Tong came into the room to wait for Yang Mo to get up, and had breakfast with Aunt Lu. Aunt Lu told the situation in the village, "Originally, the Chang family was in charge. Don't talk about it anymore, the head of the village has already
It's not what our Yang family used before. The tenants and long-term workers there have not changed much. I don't know how the eldest lady will arrange it. Should she continue to use these people, or..."
Yang Mo said: "In the past, these Zhuangzi were also managed by my grandmother. We don't know the situation above, so we should ask the head of the Zhuang and the stewards of the Zhuang to come to the house and we will ask." Before we understand it clearly, it is not a good choice to change people rashly.
In particular, tenant farmers and long-term workers are originally local people from the neighborhood. It doesn't matter much to them whether they are the owner or not. What they really care about is whether they have income after a year of hard work.
"Long-term workers and tenant farmers cannot owe anything before, and other things can be done slowly."
Aunt Lu’s jaw.
Yang Mo said: "It's easy to talk to the head of the village. Just calculate the accounts in recent years and look at the inputs and expenditures, and you will know that this person is worthless." Some people do their jobs diligently, and some do their job well.
People have dirty hands and feet and like to work hard on their accounts.
Aunt Lu told Yang Mo what she had ordered, and then put Yang Mo on the carriage.
Yang Mo went straight to Baohetang.
The clerk at the drug store next to him became more energetic when he saw Miss Yang's carriage coming. Miss Yang had failed to accept a disciple and didn't know what to do next.
Yang Mo walked straight into the drug store, then wrote a piece of paper and showed it to Mr. Bai, "Sir, please see if what I wrote is wrong."
Mr. Bai looked at the piece of paper, which read: The patient was fifty years old, worked hard, and became ill after a heavy meal. The pain in his upper abdomen worsened for three days and he went to the hospital. The abdomen was flat and soft, the chest was tender, there was a drum sound on percussion, and there was no percussion pain in the liver and kidney area.
Occasionally, nausea, chills, fever, floating pulse with insufficient pressure, irritability, and loose stools...
Ask, based on the condition, what are the possible diseases of this patient?
Ask again, what prescription should be used after diagnosis.
I also asked what to do if the condition does not improve but worsens after taking medication.
Mr. Bai looked at Yang Mo, "Miss, what are you going to do..."
Yang Mo said: "Mr. asked me to think about how to choose a disciple. Starting from today, I will announce a case in front of the pharmacy every two days. People who can diagnose carefully can come to the pharmacy and learn from me. Not only must they write down the disease
If you suffer from any possible disease, you should also write down a prescription for dealing with it."
Miss Yang's case seems simple, but there are a lot of mysteries hidden in it, especially Miss Yang's diagnosis method, which ordinary doctors will not use. Writing it like this will definitely arouse heated discussions. Miss Yang wants it.
That's the result.
Mr. Bai stroked his beard and chin, "The pulse record is clearly written, and I think it is feasible."
As long as Mr. Bai supports it, it proves that her mixed modern and ancient diagnostic methods are tenable. Yang Mo handed the piece of paper to the clerk next to her and said, "Have Teng, the shopkeeper, write it down and post it at the door of the drug store to spread the word.
To study in Baohetang, you must first answer questions, diagnose and undergo screening."
The waiter responded and hurriedly told Shopkeeper Jiang what Yang Mo said.
Shopkeeper Jiang couldn't help but be startled, what do you mean by this, young lady? Apparently no one came to be a disciple, but now they have to set conditions. This is not as good as recruiting a doctor, man, relying on the reputation and wages of a century-old shop.
There were already a lot of discussions when facing the eldest lady, but now the eldest lady is doing this even more. How can those people be willing to diagnose the disease?
Shopkeeper Jiang thought this but thought of the temper of the eldest lady, who seemed weak but had great ideas. He took the paper from the clerk and immediately asked someone to copy it. In a short time, Baohetang had written the exam questions written by Yang Mo.
Post it.
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"Did you hear that Miss Yang still has conditions for accepting a disciple?"
"There is a pulse table posted at the door of Baohe Hall for everyone to take a look at. If you want to become a disciple, you must first solve the problem."
After a while, everyone started talking among themselves. They had never seen a gentleman accept a disciple like this, let alone a woman.
"What topics can Miss Yang write?"
"Would you like to go take a look?"
What kind of questions can a weak woman write to embarrass others? Thinking of this, many people are eager to give it a try, "Let's go and solve the problem to embarrass Miss Yang and see if she has the right answer."
"That's right, isn't it just diagnosis of symptoms? We are also ashamed of her."
It is too bold for a woman to dare to pose questions to men.
I don't know who said, "You are playing into your own hands. Miss Yang is doing this to ask you to see the pulse case, so that there will be a lot of excitement in front of Baohe Hall. No matter you are right or wrong, Baohe is famous."
Damn it, Miss Yang took advantage of you without any effort."
After hearing this, everyone felt that this was exactly the truth.
"Don't even go."
"Yes, I won't go. If there is no one to diagnose the symptoms, Yang's drama will not go on. We will just watch the excitement on the sidelines."
The front door of Baohe Hall was deserted, and shopkeeper Jiang was secretly worried whether the eldest lady's method would work.
An hour passed, and just when Shopkeeper Jiang was disappointed, a child brought a letter to Shopkeeper Jiang, "The person who asked me to send the letter said that he did not want to become a disciple, but just wanted to discuss the disease with Miss Yang."
It seems that someone wanted to discuss the disease but refused to show up, and sent the letter through the child's hand.
Shopkeeper Jiang sent the letter in, and Yang Mo didn't even raise her head, "Put it aside!"
Just put it aside and not look at it?
Shopkeeper Jiang suddenly admired the eldest lady. The eldest lady could handle things calmly every time, just because she could make others panic.
Letters came one after another, and Yang Mo accumulated five or six letters on hand.
Many young doctors could not sit still, asking, "Who sent the letter for identifying the pulse?" On the surface, they said they were not going to diagnose the disease, but secretly they sent the letter.
More people came to the gate of Baohe Hall to inquire about the situation, so more people looked at the questions Miss Yang asked.
“What does percussion mean?”
"The patient worked hard and became ill after eating a large meal. The upper abdominal pain worsened for three days and he went to the hospital. The abdomen was flat and soft, and the chest was tender. There was a drum sound on percussion, but there was no percussion pain in the liver and kidney areas. Occasionally, he had nausea, chills, fever, and a floating and eccentric pulse.
This is written more clearly than the usual pulse tables in drug stores, and there are many explanations in it that everyone does not understand.
"Many of the words are meant to disturb the hearing and hearing. Anyone who has heard of percussion pain, just look at the pulse behind it. If you have gallbladder distension, you will experience pain and swelling under the ribs, bitterness in the mouth, and good breath, it means gallbladder distension..."
Is it so simple? Is it just gallbladder? Since it is sent for disease diagnosis, if you don’t think carefully and write it too simply, I am afraid it will make people laugh. Normally everyone competes with each other, but now that there is an opportunity, everyone wants to be better than others.
The doctors gathered together to talk, and the whole street became lively.
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Yang Mo helped Mr. Bai finish copying the prescriptions, and then stopped to rest. Mei Xiang immediately handed over a cup of tea, "How did the young lady know that those people would not be able to sit still?"
She just knows that after being in this industry for a long time, she still doesn’t know the thoughts of people in this industry. Not to mention that in college, everyone was frothing at the mouth because of a case discussion. Even at work, arguments are common. If no one
It's just a letter. If someone sends it, others will be unable to sit still and start to have a debate. No one is willing to lose a woman to her.
As long as there is such an atmosphere, she is not afraid that the diagnosis of symptoms will not be carried out. When she slowly adds modern diagnostic terminology, some people will be curious about whether her diagnostic methods that have not been used by others are so easy to use.
"Miss," shopkeeper Jiang walked in happily, "a doctor has come to deliver a letter to me."
A smile appeared on Yang Mo's face, she stood up and went to the backyard to see Lu Zhi's wounds.
Lu Zhi was able to walk around the room slowly on his own. Appropriate activities were to prevent intestinal adhesion. Yang Mo asked Mei Xiang to prepare the tools and remove Lu Zhi's drainage tube after disinfection.
Lu Zhi still ate liquid food every day and looked thin but in good spirits. Yang Mo checked his wounds and his eyes followed Yang Mo's movements.
Miss Yang wore a sky-blue trousers and a cloisonné butterfly hairpin on her head. Her brother joked that without a miracle doctor like Miss Yang, he would have been on the road to hell a long time ago. It sounded like a joke, but also
That's not the truth.
Yang Mo said: "According to what I said, you still have to eat liquid food when you go back. You can't move too much to avoid the wound opening. You have to change the dressing every day. The stitches can be removed after seven days." After saying this, Yang Mo remembered something.
He raised his head and looked at Lu Zhi, "Although the martial arts exam is coming soon, I can't ride a horse or practice with sticks until my injury heals."
Being told what was on his mind, Lu Zhi couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed on his face.
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Thank you for the peace talisman for the beauty reward, thank you for the sachet for the scarlet dream, and thank you for the sachet for the green3fish reward.
There have been a lot of posts about King Xuan in the comment area recently, and I have read them all. I wanted to write a story this time that is a little different from the previous two books. I didn’t want to continue the process of a house fight after marriage, which would be a bit boring. I also found out during the process of writing the book
Many plots are not as well written as I thought, and are not satisfactory. Many readers, such as Wan Mu, some of your knowledge are better than mine. I hope to learn some and write more accurately in the future.
If you don’t like some characters in the book, just pick up other characters and read them. There are many types of men. An author cannot always write one type, but every author will have a preference. This is different. Let’s talk about another book.
There are a lot of men in this movie, so there is always someone you like. Even if you don’t like men, you can still love the heroine.
Huhu, the festival is over, I will get up early tomorrow morning to code, I hope to add more.