The family members at the Yang family's door discussed and reported the affairs outside to Aunt Lu.
Aunt Lu was startled when she heard this, "Is this... is it true?"
"It's true, it's true. The family member on the door looked through the crack in the door. He was a frail doctor, not a bad person. He also gave his name."
Aunt Lu looked at the swaying branches outside the window. It was already late autumn and the night wind was very cold. "Persuade him to go back!"
"I tried to persuade him, but he refused to leave. He also said that he must not disturb the eldest lady."
Is there such a person? The young lady said she wanted to take in a disciple, but she was afraid that the young lady would be sad if she couldn't take him in. She didn't expect that it would cause such a big fuss, and she actually took in a few apprentices, and even released the maids around her.
How could a woman do this? This was something that had never been heard of before. But she didn't expect that a disciple would come to watch the night outside.
Such behavior is a sign of respect for the lady.
A woman is the mother-in-law and the godson of her husband. She is respectful to the men. How can a man be willing to stay out all night?
The mother in charge whispered: "Auntie, what should we do? Do you want to tell the lady?"
Aunt Lu shook her head. She felt more distressed than anyone else about the flesh that had fallen off her body. "I just went to see it, and the lady just took a rest. It's better not to talk about it."
The mother in charge responded and stepped back.
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Yang Mo felt that she had slept particularly soundly. She woke up right after dinner and went to the drug store. She thought she had arrived early enough and the drug store on the street had just opened. Unexpectedly, Wei Mao and Qin Chong,
Xiao Quan, Zhang Ge and others were already waiting for her at the door of the drug store.
Yang Mo got out of the car, and several people came forward to salute, "Master is here."
Yang Mo took several disciples into the backyard. Shopkeeper Jiang had already cleared out the main room and used it as a place for Yang Mo to give lectures.
Waiting for everyone to sit down, Yang Mo took out the pictures that had been taken and hung them on the wall.
This picture slowly unfolded, and everyone couldn't help but be stunned.
"Teacher, what is this?"
Yang Mo turned her head and looked at the map that Cheng Laozuo and her had completed together. She could proudly say that this would be the first simple yet comprehensive and accurate human anatomy map that appeared in ancient times.
Only by understanding the shape of the organs of the human body can we better understand diseases and learn clinical diagnosis better. This is the only way for all modern medical students to learn medical courses.
Yang Mo looked at the surprised expressions of several students and said, "I will explain it slowly."
This is what Wei Mao wants to learn most. This is a picture drawn by two masters together.
Yang Mo decided to start with the eight major systems of the human body. "According to the functions of our internal organs, we can divide the human body into eight major parts: digestion, respiration, endocrine, urinary, movement, nerves, blood circulation, and reproductive parts."
The doctors who can come to Baohetang as students have all studied medicine carefully, but now they can't understand anything Miss Yang is saying.
Seeing Miss Yang's smile, they suddenly felt a little excited.
It's just because I haven't learned it before that I can't wait to learn it. I never thought I would learn these things.
Yang Mo didn't know whether the knowledge from hundreds of years later could bear fruit in ancient times, and whether she could pass on what she learned.
The room was quiet, and Yang Mo began to explain carefully.
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"Miss." Shopkeeper Jiang knocked on the door gently.
Yang Mo looked at the hourglass next to her. She was planning to speak for half an hour on the first day, but she didn't expect that an hour would pass in the blink of an eye.
Yang Mo said: "That's all for today." Then he asked shopkeeper Jiang to come in and talk.
"Miss, please go out and take a look." Shopkeeper Jiang was a little embarrassed. "We have a lot of patients coming to our pharmacy."
The pharmacy is meant to treat patients, so how could shopkeeper Jiang be so panicked because of this?
Yang Mo followed Shopkeeper Jiang outside. Shopkeeper Jiang frowned and whispered: "They are all here to see that kind of disease. Our pharmacy has never received such a patient."
That disease, Yang Mo turned her head and saw the answer in Shopkeeper Jiang's eyes. That disease referred to a sexually transmitted disease? Could it be bayberry sores?
Bayberry sores were a disease that she officially treated as a doctor. She left Chang's house on her own initiative to diagnose and treat the young master and aunt of the Yan family.
Yang Mo thought that she had arrived at the front hall. A strong smell of powder came from the front hall, and then a voice said, "They say Miss Yang can cure it, so we came here."
Yang Mo turned around and saw several women with Mi Li.
What a coincidence. The fireworks women who came to see the doctor were wearing the same curtains as the ones she usually wore when seeing patients. The madam who brought the women to see the doctor was looking left and right, as if looking for something.
The words were also spoken by her.
Shopkeeper Jiang said: "Miss, just take a look. Just tell us what to do and we will make arrangements immediately."
It has been a while since she reopened Baohetang, and no one has ever seen bayberry, but today so many people came all of a sudden, as if someone had deliberately arranged it.
It can't be said that it was a deliberate arrangement to see her laugh, and someone raised such a problem just after she had accepted her apprentices. The purpose was to humiliate her as a woman who had not yet left the government.
A woman who has not yet left the palace needs to be treated for internal diseases, which shows how dirty she is.
Yang Mo looked carefully at the women with power, their heads lowered in shame, suffering from the instructions of others. One of them was lying on the wooden board, making an unbearable wailing sound.
The madam was watching the fun, but these women were suffering from the disease.
In ancient times, women had no status. Most of them were sold to the land of fireworks and bullied. Now that they are so sick, they are still being taken advantage of.
"What should I do, young lady? Drive them out?"
Yang Mo shook her head, "We run a pharmacy, how can we drive patients out?"
But this was clearly to cause trouble. Shopkeeper Jiang said: "This is different. The owner of our Baohetang is a woman, and no one will say anything if word spreads about it."
It's strange that she doesn't know how to speak. She only told her the rules of the apprenticeship when she was recruiting apprentices. Doctors should do their best to treat patients.
"I'll go to the consultation with Mr. Bai and ask the women to come and see him one by one."
Hearing Yang Mo's words, Shopkeeper Jiang couldn't help but be surprised, "Miss, what are you..."
She was able to escape from the Chang family because she diagnosed and treated Master Yan's illness. Although she wanted to use her medical skills to change the situation at that time, it was true that she wanted to treat illnesses and save people. She was not using her medical skills to gain fame and profit, so now
These patients should be accepted calmly.
Not only should we accept these patients, but we should also do our best to diagnose and treat them. We hope that the new method of treating bayberry can be thoroughly disseminated so that more patients can benefit from it.
Shopkeeper Jiang stood there frozen and didn't move. Yang Mo took a few steps forward and walked into the pharmacy.
Seeing Yang Mo enter the house, the madam immediately shouted, "This...is...Miss Yang?" She couldn't believe that such a bold young lady dared to show her face at this time.
"Miss Yang is here."
Hearing such voices, the women wearing Mi Li turned to look at Yang Mo.
The madam was different. Instead, the women were very quiet and retracted their hands into the power.
Yang Mo walked straight to Mr. Bai and sat down. When shopkeeper Jiang saw this situation, he began to greet the patients, "I want to go in for treatment one by one."
Yang Mo ordered people to set up a screen, and Mr. Bai took turns diagnosing the pulse with her. She went behind the screen to look at the skin lesions on the women.
These promiscuous women are not as pretty as in the novel. They are all wearing very old jackets. They are all in their twenties and thirties. There is not much frivolity in their eyebrows. The bayberry sores on their bodies are quite serious.
"Miss Yang," a young woman couldn't help but say, "Miss, please help us, you...you have cured bayberry sores..." After a pause, he lowered his head sadly, "Come with me.
My sister just left...she was very scared when she left...she...she wasn't in pain, she said that the elders in the family said that people have sins, so they will suffer, but after suffering, they will not go back to the Palace of Hell.
If you are punished, you can be reborn as a human being with a clear conscience."
The woman grabbed the handkerchief in her hand, "She has always thought like this, and she just... got over it... But when she died, she asked me... what if after death, these... these rotten scars are still there,
What should I say when she goes to the Palace of Hell... Everyone will know that she has done such a thing... Even if she has suffered so much... she can't be innocent. What if her parents refuse to recognize her?
"
"Miss, my parents died of starvation on the way out because of a famine at home. I was brought to Beijing and sold to a brothel... I always remember what my parents looked like when they died. I am just afraid that I will die in the future.
Later, I won’t recognize my parents when I see them, but now... I’m so scared, I’m afraid that after I die, my parents won’t recognize me.”
The woman lowered her head, tears streaming down her face, "I'm afraid they won't come to pick me up, just like my sister who was too scared to close her eyes even after she died." She took a long breath and said, "I heard
Miss Yang has cured such a disease, so I just want to try it," the woman said, showing her arm with scars, "I have tried many doctors' methods, including cinnabar, hot oil, and fire, but they are all useless.
.”
Yang Mo knew that all the methods used to treat bayberry sores in ancient times were very cruel. The most important thing was that such methods could not kill Treponema pallidum at all.
Yang Mo looked at the woman, "I want to check your symptoms first, and then come up with a feasible treatment prescription. It may be useful, but it may not cure your disease, but we will definitely try our best."
The woman saluted Yang Mo with tears in her eyes, "Miss, if you are so kind, you will definitely live a peaceful life."
Until Baohe Tang was about to close, all the patients with bayberry sores had not been diagnosed.
Yang Mo cleaned her hands and took off the cotton gloves on her hands, "Let the remaining patients come back tomorrow. It's dark now and we can't see clearly."
Shopkeeper Jiang went out to make arrangements.
Mr. Bai pondered for a moment and looked at Yang Mo, "Does Miss Yang have any diagnosis and treatment methods? It's not easy to find malaria patients nowadays."
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It’s the weekend, it’s a family day, so I went out.