Mrs. Chang's face became very ugly, and it took her a while to regain her breath, "What are you talking about, silly boy, your grandmother has entrusted you to the Chang family, how can I watch you wander outside."
Mrs. Dong felt a bitter taste in her mouth. If this incident hadn't happened, Miss Yang would not have been forced to do this.
Yang Mo held her breath and listened to what was going on in the room. This time she argued hard, not only to protect the Yang family, but also to help the Chang family. The Chang family would never fail to consider it.
It depends on how the Chang family handles it.
The silence didn't last long. There was a bustling sound outside, and then the servants at the door walked in one by one, "It's not good, Mr. Tang... he has breathed his last."
The sister-in-law of the Chang family who was watching the theater on the high platform next to her was so frightened that she immediately knocked over the tea bowl in her hand. She didn't care about her wet dress. She stood up and asked, "What's wrong with my son?"
Such a panic caused chaos in the house.
The mother who was in charge of the message finally managed to hold her breath, "Young Master Tang was talking to the Fifth Master and the others calmly just now, but who would have thought that after just a few glasses of wine... he collapsed..."
Chang Yizhe was already ill, and he managed to stay healthy for a year, and now he is out walking around. He did not expect that his old illness would relapse at this time.
Madam Chang said hurriedly: "Hurry... have you invited the doctor?"
The steward's mother nodded, "Please...please...fortunately, there are many doctors in the house today."
The doctors who came today have all diagnosed Dong Shizi. They are discussing the Yang family's prescription in the front yard, refuting that it was the Yang family's secret recipe that saved Dong Shizi.
The Chang family's sister-in-law stood up in a panic, "How can we let him drink... He will recover from his illness... Doctor Huang told him not to drink alcohol." She said and hurriedly walked out.
Mrs. Chang was also worried and hurriedly asked Mrs. Chang to support her. Yang Mo had no choice but to get up and take a look.
The steward’s mother reported as she walked, “The fifth master invited people to the banquet, but the young master saw it. The fifth master also tried to stop him but couldn’t. The young master got drunk and didn’t listen to anyone’s words. He almost got into a fight with the fifth master.
.”
Chang's sister-in-law knew that her son was ill and would not stop drinking as long as he drank, so she walked faster and reached the small courtyard to the west in a blink of an eye.
The room was full of doctors who were treating patients. Yang Mo took the maid back to the inner courtyard to rest. After walking a few steps, she heard the sound of people behind her. The doctors had been invited to diagnose the disease.
Qiutong and Chunhe kept looking around, and Yang Mo whispered: "Ignore it, let's go back to the courtyard." Unexpectedly, something happened at the critical moment. Could it be that this great opportunity would be missed.
…
Chang's sister-in-law entered the house and heard rapid breathing. Chang Yizhe was helped to sit by the kang, sweating profusely. When she saw the people in the room, she wanted to speak but started coughing violently.
"My son," Chang's sister-in-law rushed over and held Chang Yizhe's hand tightly, "Why do you just disobey your mother and insist on not letting you drink... What should I do now...
He turned to look at the doctor in the room and said, "Quick...why are you still dazed? Come and diagnose your pulse and prescribe a prescription."
Only then did the doctors step forward and take turns checking the pulse.
After just one cup of tea, Chang Yizhe's lips were already blue.
The doctor finally wrote the prescription and handed it to the mother in charge, and then replied politely, "Use Xuanfei's prescription."
Another prescription for Xuanfei. In the past few years, Chang Yizhe has been prescribed medicine constantly at home, but Chang Yizhe has not seen any improvement. Even she, who is not familiar with medicine, knows that the prescription must contain Angelica sinensis, almonds, etc.
"Is there no other way? If you take these every day but don't see any improvement, then this medicine is ineffective... Now that Zhe'er is like this, is it possible that you can't think of a good way?"
There was a commotion in the house.
Chang Yizhe felt dizzy in front of his eyes, and the sound of gold and stone was loud in his ears. Everyone in the room looked helpless. He suddenly felt that his end was coming, and he felt anxious. He sweated through his clothes and coughed more violently.
He got up, and after a quick coughing fit, he suddenly bent down and spit out a mouthful of something salty. Before he had time to look at it, his mother's scream was heard.
"Quick...quick...come and save people, how can this happen?"
Chang Yizhe felt that his head was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he immediately drooped down. Only then did he see the blood that he had vomited on his clothes.
Everyone was busy helping Chang Yizhe on the kang, and the doctor hurriedly stepped forward to use the needle.
Chang's sister-in-law was so anxious that she stared at her son on the kang and kept rubbing her hands on her chest. "Bodhisattva is compassionate. As long as I can save my son's life, I will definitely give you a golden body."
At this time, Mrs. Dong stepped forward to support Chang's sister-in-law, "Don't worry, don't worry, Mr. Zhang's needles are the best and he will definitely save the day."
Chang's sister-in-law immediately regretted, "If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have brought him here."
Seeing this, Mrs. Dong remembered that she had just experienced such a situation, "I know your motherly heart. Zhao'er was like this that day, so I thought that as long as I could save him, I would even tear out my heart. If I didn't go through this,
How can you understand."
The sister-in-law of the Chang family was stunned when she heard this. She came to the Chang family happily just to see other people's jokes, but she didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, how could...
The sky is unpredictable, and people are prone to misfortunes and fortunes. Therefore, wealth cannot be praised, and poverty cannot be bullied...
I don’t know where I heard the words, but they suddenly reached the ears of Chang’s sister-in-law, causing her to tremble immediately.
In a short while, the doctor had used up all the needles.
"How's it going?" Everyone rushed to greet him.
The doctor frowned, "I just used too many greasy things, which aggravated the condition... Now that I have just used an injection, I need to observe it carefully."
Chang's sister-in-law pushed away the people around her and staggered to her son's side. She saw that her son on the bed was already livid, and his strength was short but weak. Tears suddenly flowed down, "Is there any other prescription?"
"Why don't you try Yang's prescription?" the young doctor in the corner whispered.
Several doctors looked at each other. Everyone is here to refute the Yang family today. The prescription used by the Yang family in the Dong family is just an ordinary Shengmai powder. How could it have such a miraculous effect? Naturally, it has monopolized the work of its predecessors. Now it is mentioned again.
Everyone in the Yang family disagrees.
"It's nothing more than adding or subtracting from Yue Maijia Shu Tang..."
"Xuanfei and diuresis...what other secret recipe can I have?"
Chang Yizhe's illness does not require diagnosis at all, no matter who treats it.
The sister-in-law of the Chang family looked at her son in confusion. After a while, Mrs. Dong's voice came to her ears, "Madam, why don't you ask Miss Yang if there is anything else she can do." ***************
******************* I went out today, so the update is a little late. I will try to write another chapter at night (ah, I want to rest). In order to write a medical plot,
I have found all the textbooks from my school days. The professor will be very happy to know about it.