A lot of people had gathered around the door of the drug store. Zhang Yan came over and said, "Everyone, get out of the way. Miss Yang is here."
In the past, when people talked about Miss Yang in the drug store, they were scolded and laughed at. Now, no one dares to say anything in public, and more and more people are following Ms. Yang.
Yang Mo walked into the room, and the woman on the bed was looking at Lu Zhu, "I... died... I dreamed... I died..."
Lu Zhu shook her head, "My sister is not dead. Miss Yang saved her. Miss Yang said that the bayberry sores on our bodies may get better, and my sister will be the same as before."
When the woman heard this, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes. Then she raised her eyes and saw a woman wearing a strange costume in front of her.
Yang Mo whispered: "Don't be afraid, we are wearing this because we are afraid that each other will get sick."
Lu Zhu said: "Sister, this is Miss Yang."
The woman nodded, "I'm not... afraid of... the most... terrifying... I've seen it all, young lady... so... so beautiful..."
She was telling the truth. What she suddenly saw when she opened her eyes was not a weird outfit, but a pair of gentle eyes, the smile in her eyes, and the clear voice that made people feel a sense of stability and made her whole body warm.
stand up.
This is the most beautiful, really the most beautiful.
She has never praised anyone from the bottom of her heart.
Yang Mo looked at Zhang Yan, "Show the patient's pulse record to Mr. Ding."
Ding Ke had wanted to see the pulse case for a long time, and what Miss Yang said hit his mark. He couldn't come here because of his identity in the hospital, and now that he finally caught up, he naturally had to learn it from beginning to end.
Lu Zhu said: "My sister and I are no longer hot, and most of the patients here have also improved."
Zhang Yan glanced at Lv Zhu. Lv Zhu was young and in good health. She had been helping him take care of other patients since she was able to get out of bed yesterday. It was a pity that this kind-hearted and neat woman fell into prostitution at such a young age.
While everyone was talking, two or three people came in carrying a woman, "Someone is still ruining the reputation of the eldest lady on the street."
The mother-in-law was pushed in. Luzhu looked over and said, "This is the woman who works in our brothel."
The woman dodges when she sees Luzhu.
Luzhu stepped forward and said, "Ms. Geng, don't you worry that your tongue will rot that day? How much money did the madam give you to talk nonsense like this?"
Seeing so many people standing on both sides, Mr. Geng couldn't help but get tongue-tied, "Miss Luzhu, you redeemed yourself, and my wife and family still have to live."
Luzhu sneered, "If we hadn't seen that our sisters would die from the disease, how would my mother be willing to send us away like this? We were sold out and we couldn't help ourselves. You are only after money, so you are not afraid of being struck by lightning every day."
Geng was flustered, "Me too...I also...I didn't mean to be like this, and I didn't say anything."
"Who is it? Who bribed the madam to do such a despicable thing?"
After hearing this, Ding Ke also wanted to know the ins and outs of the whole thing.
"It's the Qiao family. That girl has already said that it's the Qiao family."
"People are divided into noble and inferior, and virtues are also divided into noble and inferior."
Ding Ke couldn't help but be surprised. He didn't expect that Mr. Qiao would harm Miss Yang like this. No wonder when he mentioned Miss Yang, Mr. Qiao had a secretive look on his face, as if he had a hidden illness.
Luzhu said: "Miss, we sisters have already discussed it. We can only repay you and the gentlemen for your medical kindness with pure money."
After Lu Zhu finished speaking, the patient got up and helped Lu Zhu bring a basin of water.
The green beads threw the silver coins into the water.
After everyone put the money in, Lu Zhuna looked at Mr. Geng and said, "Take out the money and throw it into the water to see if it is cleaner than ours."
The sound of laughter immediately came from the drug store.
Mr. Geng didn't dare to raise his head. These girls were going crazy. Who knows what they could do? These people would offend the madam and the court officials because of Miss Yang of Baohetang. These girls really didn't want to live. "You guys are talking nonsense."
, you are not afraid of dying ugly."
Lu Zhu looked at the sisters on the left and right, "We are all suffering and waiting to die. Your words can't scare us. I tell the truth, and I will wait for the Lord of Hell to come and take my life." Lu Zhu said and moved forward.
He took two steps and said, "After I die, I will also come to your bed and pull you by the way, so that there will be no one to talk to us sisters."
Geng was afraid that Lu Zhu's disease would be transmitted to her, so she took two steps back but unexpectedly stepped on her own heel and fell to the ground.
There was laughter from the drug store.
…
Yang Mo came out of the medicine shop, and Ding Ke also went to Baohe Hall to talk.
Wei Mao and others handed over the pulse records of bayberry patients to Ding Ke.
Yang Mo said: "Master Ding, take a look at these pulse records. They have been carefully recorded since the patients were admitted. There are a total of thirty-two patients, twenty-nine of whom have contracted malaria, and now sixteen of them have had fever."
, three patients improved significantly, and the condition of seven patients improved."
Ding Ke lowered his head and looked at a book of medical records. Even if the hospital was trying out new drugs, it was nothing more than that. He wondered how a teenage lady could think so carefully.
The sound was like a doctor with decades or even more experience teaching Miss Yang.
If there really was such a person, that person's knowledge would be beyond their reach.
Ding Ke was slightly startled, and after a while he said: "How do you find the prescriptions for treating bayberry sores, acne, hemolytic disease, and tetanus?"
The person next to me said: "Master Ding, these are all Miss Yang's recipes."
He knew that these were Miss Yang's prescriptions, but he couldn't help but feel in a trance, so he still couldn't help but ask.
"This is Miss Yang's recipe."
Yang Mo met Ding Ke's gaze and said, "Master Ding, we have achieved good results in treating the patient this time. No matter whose prescription it is, we will not be helpless when encountering bayberry patients in the future."
"Miss Yang, can we use this prescription to treat patients in the future?" Zhang Yan couldn't help but asked in surprise.
Yang Mo nodded, "As long as enough patients are cured this time and this treatment method can be used, if you treat such patients again, you can ask me to go over and diagnose the disease together. I will always watch you treat the disease.
As long as everyone uses the correct method and implements it exactly according to my method, I promise to use my method to treat diseases from now on."
Is it that simple? No need for money to buy?
Zhang Yan said: "Just...that's it?"
Yang Mo smiled, "That's it, but it must be treated according to my own prescription. Whoever wants to change this prescription must convince me."
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became joyful, and no one expected such a result.
Yang Mo stood up and suddenly thought of something, "When all the patients in the pharmacy leave, everyone must return the flag of Baohetang."
Yes, there is also the flag of Baohetang. Just now Zhang Yan was secretly wondering if he could keep it hanging like this.
Think about it these days when doctors and drug dealers from out of town come into the capital, they all look around stupidly and ask, "What are you doing here? How come it has turned into a drug store?"
Zhang Yan found it funny.
These people are so ignorant. Don’t they know that Baohetang is trying new prescriptions? From now on, they will have new prescriptions.
…
Ding Ke walked out of the drug store street and saw the drug stores on both sides starting to hang out lanterns. Suddenly he felt as if he had forgotten something.
After thinking about it carefully, he remembered that he came here to consult Miss Yang about Mrs. Qiao's condition and see what Miss Yang could do. Since the Qiao family harmed Miss Yang like this, there was no need for him to give Mrs. Yang any help.
The lady is causing trouble.
Ding Ke waved his sleeves and ordered the boy beside him, "Take the Baohetang pulse case carefully and return it intact tomorrow."
As soon as Ding Ke finished speaking, raindrops fell from the sky. The boy quickly stepped forward to help Ding Ke hold the umbrella.
"Pulse case, my pulse case."
Ding Ke frowned, immediately took the pulse case from the boy, and hid it in his arms.
…
Yang Mo was changing clothes in the room. All the patients in Baohetang had left. The pharmacy would be restored to its original state tomorrow, so she had to give shopkeeper Jiang a few words.
After I finished speaking, it rained heavily and the sky became overcast.
"Miss," Mei Xiang reminded in a low voice, "you said you were going to see Mr. Zhou for medical treatment today."
I haven't checked Zhou Chengling for a long time. When I thought about it when I was sleeping, I felt a little uneasy in my heart, so I thought I would check on Zhou Chengling today. Who knows that I have been busy since I arrived at the drug store in the morning.
Thinking of this, Yang Mo stood up and told Mei Xiang, "Send someone to ask where Mr. Zhou is now."
Mei Xiang responded and turned around to give instructions to her mother-in-law.
Before Yang Mo put on her outer cloak, her mother-in-law came in and said, "Master Zhou is waiting outside."
It was so fast. They should have been waiting outside for a long time. Yang Mo hurriedly said: "Please come in quickly."
The mother-in-law agreed.
The sound of raindrops falling on the umbrella came closer and closer. A gust of wind blew over and opened the curtain a little. The raindrops fell inside the house. Then the wet Zhou Chengling stepped through the door.
His robe was turned dark black by the rain, and his temples were also very wet. The round clothes on his body were in vain, and he looked very comfortable but very embarrassed.
Zhou Chengling was sitting on the round porridge, and Yang Mo was calculating how much rainwater was on his body. The water footprints were very clear, and there was still water dripping from the corner of his robe, but he was still sitting there like no one else.
Yang Mo couldn't help but laugh.
This man looked scary with his stern face, but in fact, it was not necessarily difficult to get along with him in the mainland, at least that was what she thought when she saw him for the first time. People who are not enthusiastic do not necessarily have no relatives. She has her own reasons, maybe this is
This was also the reason why she convinced herself. She couldn't tell how much affection there was between them. In short, it was just a feeling. Every time she looked directly at him, she always felt that he could understand.
She is really lacking in emotions. She spends most of her time in a state of confusion. She has lived in two lifetimes, but she still doesn't understand these things. She is not afraid of making people laugh when she talks about it.
Zhou Chengling looked at her and asked, "What's wrong with your forehead?"