"Not now," Yang Mo frowned, "You have to be here so that I can give you medicine."
Zhou Chengling looked at Yang Mo with a somewhat slow expression, like a person trying to adjust his spirit while half asleep, and then said clearly, "I want to go back... I haven't finished my work yet."
Yang Mo said: "It's not the time yet."
Zhou Chengling became quieter.
Yang Mo said: "I said, it's not the time yet, I have the final say."
Zhou Chengling shook his head and said firmly, "No, you have to give me...time..."
Many times he said yes, but now his attitude is very tough and there is no room for negotiation.
Princess Xian stood up and said, "If he wants to leave, let him go. He won't feel at ease here for you to heal him."
It was impossible for her to forcefully keep Zhou Chengling in the Yang family. Regardless of whether she agreed or not, as long as Princess Xian made arrangements, someone would come to carry Zhou Chengling back.
In less than half an hour, the Zhou family's carriage and horses arrived at the door.
Yang Mo looked at Zhou Chengling who was lying down, "Are you not going to use me to treat you?"
Zhou Chengling raised his eyes, and there was her shadow in his bright eyes, "You...are unwilling...to...treat me...?"
Yang Mo had never used her temper in front of a patient, but now she looked at him coldly, "I've never seen a patient as ignorant and disobedient as you. How can I treat him?"
Yang Mo took advantage of this opportunity and said, "No one is watching you at night. I don't know the situation. You can stay and observe for two days before we talk."
Zhou Chengling shook his head.
It is very hard to shake your head at this time. If you could talk, no one would be willing to shake your head.
He shook his head in retort.
Yang Mo stood up in anger and walked out of the house without saying a word. Wei Mao was waiting at the door. When he saw Yang Mo, he immediately said: "Master, do we want to go to Zhou's house for treatment?"
Yang Mo didn't say anything. In fact, it didn't matter where he was being treated. She just felt that Zhou Chengling should not be moved, and what was he doing back now? She couldn't control her temper just thinking about it.
But she vaguely knew what Zhou Chengling was going to do back.
"You go over there and take care of me. If things get worse, come back and tell me."
Wei Mao responded and immediately followed the Zhou family to move Zhou Chengling.
Yang Mo walked out of the wing and was immediately greeted by Yang Mingshi.
"What's wrong?" Yang Mo saw Yang Mingshi's expression a little strange.
After the two people walked out of the yard, Yang Mingshi said: "The family members outside said that there are many people outside looking at our house."
The news that Zhou Chengling was ill must have spread. Everyone came to ask if Zhou Chengling was dead and whether she could cure Zhou Chengling's illness.
She didn't know why, but when she thought that so many people were willing to watch him die, she felt as if she had been splashed with oil, and felt indescribably uncomfortable.
I don't think it would be that easy to see him die.
Yang Mo looked at Yang Mingshi, "Auntie asked someone to clean up the main room. I want to have a consultation inside."
Yang Mingshi hurriedly went to make arrangements.
After a while, Mr. Bai, Ji Zizhuan and Ding Yuanpan were all invited.
Yang Mo changed her clothes and entered the door.
Ji Zizhuan stood up in a hurry and said, "Miss Yang, how can I cure Master Shi's illness? Is there any other way?"
As soon as Ji Zizhuan finished speaking, Qiu Tong came in and reported, "Miss, a Mrs. Zhou said that the Zhou family wanted to get the pulse of the Tenth Master."
This Mrs. Zhou must be Mrs. Li.
Zhou Chengling was ill, but these people could not help but take action.
Yang Mo looked at Qiu Tong and said, "Please invite Mrs. Zhou in."
Mr. Bai frowned and said, "If the eldest lady is unwilling, just let them go back."
Yang Mo shook her head, "I will let her know today that it will not be easy for the Yang family to come."
Qiu Tong went down and took Mrs. Li into the inner house. Seeing Yang Mo and her servants entering the house, Mrs. Li immediately said impatiently: "It just so happens that Miss Yang is at home." Mrs. Li's eyes flashed with a look of pride, which made Yang
Mo looked uncomfortable and said, "The elders of our family want Master Ten's pulse report and ask the imperial doctor to come and diagnose his illness."
Speaking of this, Mrs. Li couldn't help but raise the corners of her eyes. She really didn't expect that she suddenly heard that Zhou Chengling was ill. When people inquired about it, a bigger happy event was coming later. Miss Yang, a miraculous doctor, could not cure Zhou Chengling's illness. Princess Xian had already given up the car.
Brought Zhou Chengling back.
After hearing the news, Mrs. Li couldn't sit still anymore. The opportunity was too good to miss. Last time she waited for Zhou Chengling to die before asking for a title. This time she wanted to reach out to make it happen, lest she have to wait for this disease again.
Ghost for more than ten years.
"Princess Xian asked me to diagnose and treat Mr. Zhou." Yang Mo looked at Mr. Li with a lukewarm look.
Li Shi smiled slightly. She really didn't know whether this Yang Shi was smart or stupid. Even if Zhou Chengling had a marriage contract with her, she should make plans for herself at this time. Now that she has offended the clan for Zhou Chengling, who will support her in the future if Zhou Chengling dies?
?The clan didn’t just torment her casually.
Mrs. Li rolled her eyes, "As the saying goes, husband and wife are like birds in the same forest. When disaster strikes, they will fly separately. What's more, the eldest lady has not entered the Zhou family yet." At this point, Mrs. Li looked around specifically, "Miss Yang, don't you?"
There was no other way, so I asked someone to carry Master Shi out."
Qiu Tong couldn't help but blush after hearing this, how could Mr. Li talk like this? Why did the young lady become a couple with Master Shi before they even got married? This was to force the young lady to give in, otherwise Mr. Li would go out and talk nonsense.
Yang Mo looked at Mrs. Li coldly, "I thought that Mrs. Li came from a famous family and must know etiquette, but who knew she would say such a thing in front of me."
Mrs. Li couldn't help but froze, "What do you mean by that?" Calling her Mrs. Li without her husband's surname was humiliating her. No one had ever spoken to her like this.
Ms. Li stood up suddenly, "Ms. Yang, I'm trying to save your face. You're just a female doctor..."
Yang Mo looked at Mrs. Li, "Mrs. Li, didn't you hear me clearly? If you want to diagnose and treat Mrs. Li, just ask the imperial doctor to see the patient directly. Why come to Yang's house to make trouble? It depends on who takes the pulse report from me, no matter what
I won't give it to any patient who doesn't really care about his relatives. It's not that easy to tell the patient's condition from my pulse record."
Mrs. Li was so angry that her lips trembled, "If it's because you delayed Lao Shi's illness, the clan elders won't be able to spare you..."
Yang Mo stood up suddenly, with a smile on her lips and her eyes were indescribably clear.
Li suddenly looked over in shock.
The weak Yang stood there casually, as if he was not afraid of anyone.
Li didn't know why, but all the joy in her heart suddenly disappeared. She only felt a chill down her spine, as if sweat was flowing down her neck.
Yang Mo walked towards Mrs. Li.
Li seemed to be unsteady on her feet, but gritted her teeth and looked at Yang Mo, wondering if she could be worse than a teenage girl.
Seeing Mrs. Li's appearance, Yang Mo couldn't help but chuckle in her heart. However, she was so brave and dared to come to Yang's house to make trouble. Today she asked Mrs. Li to get to know Yang Molan well. "If the imperial doctor could cure it, it would have been cured long ago."
, why wait until now? What can the imperial doctor do? If Mrs. Li tells you something, I will send you the pulse report."
Yang dared to talk to her like this at such a young age.
Mrs. Li felt her face tightening up, and she was so angry that the steps on her head jingled, "What else can you do?"
Yang Mo suddenly smiled slightly, "Of course I have a way, who else can do it besides me?"
Yang could also say such big words.
The most important thing is that she can't help but believe what Yang said.
Yang still had a way, but Li opened her eyes wide and her voice trembled, "You...you..."
Yang Mo said: "Madam, don't be surprised. As long as I'm here with Master Shi, everything will be fine. Hasn't Madam never heard someone call me a miracle doctor?"
"What I say is what I say." Yang Mo stretched out her hand and grabbed Li's hand.
Li wanted to struggle, but Yang Mo grabbed Li's wrist and did not let go, looking at Li steadily, "How long has this mole been growing on the back of Madam's hand? It will definitely bleed and ulcerate within five years."
"
Yang Mo gradually saw fear in Mrs. Li's eyes, and she guessed it right.
Mrs. Li's face instantly turned pale. She had indeed felt itchy on the mole on the back of her hand recently. How could Mrs. Yang know this?
Yang Mo faced the light. She had already noticed scratches on the back of Li's hand. Who would scratch it if it wasn't itchy?
The early symptom of melanoma is itching of the mole. The mole grows on the back of the hand near the wrist and should be often rubbed by the sleeves, which is consistent with high-risk symptoms of melanoma.
Yang Mo stretched out her fingers to count in detail, "The disease will spread to Madam's internal organs." At this point, Yang Mo moved her fingertips to Li's chest, abdomen, legs and feet, and finally to Li's head.
Every time she saw the finger move, Li felt her body become softer. She didn't want to believe Yang's words, but her eyes were fixed on Yang's hand and she couldn't move it away.
Could it be that she gets sick in so many places?
"Madam will be sick in many places on her body. Frankly speaking, it is more difficult to treat than Master Ten's disease and more uncomfortable than the children of Master Seventh's family. When the time comes, Madam will be able to taste the pain of Master Ten and Miss Twelve." Don't treat others.
If you put your life in your eyes, sooner or later your own life will be like a piece of grass.
Seeing the horror in Mrs. Li's eyes, Yang Mo continued: "Madam, you don't believe me? How about I make a bet with you?"
Li felt her hand hurt so much that her fingers began to tremble, "Why should I bet with you?"
"It's not that Madam doesn't believe me, just wait and see if it will be like this," Yang Mo said, paused, "If Madam doesn't believe in my medical skills, go find another doctor for diagnosis and treatment."
Yang Mo let go of her hand, and Mrs. Li was already stunned there. After a long while, she looked at her trembling hand. She suddenly felt that the black mole was itchy, as if there was an ant crawling inside.
Li couldn't help but stretched out her hand to grab it, but she was afraid that it would suddenly bleed like Yang said and flow into her body. Li felt her heartbeat had stopped.
"Madam," Yang Mo said in a cold voice, "please go back."
Yang Mo was about to go out when Li suddenly ran forward and said, "Miss, how can I cure this disease? How can I cure it?"
This time is different from before. She has completely believed that Miss Yang is telling the truth. She is really sick, and her illness will be worse than Zhou Chengling's.
Just thinking about it made her hair stand on end, her chest hurt indescribably, and her whole body seemed to have lost all strength.
"Miss." Mrs. Li burst into tears. The proud look she had just now had completely disappeared. She almost fell to her knees on the ground, holding on to the skirt of Yang Mo's clothes tightly.
"Madam, please go." Yang Mo looked at the mother-in-law next to her. The mother-in-law immediately stepped forward to help Mrs. Li and took away Mrs. Li's hand.
"Does a medical practitioner know that there are six incurable diseases and no cure? If you are arrogant and wanton, you will not be able to cure anything." Yang Mo ignored Mrs. Li and turned around to go out.
Li's shout came from behind, "Miss Yang, Miss Yang..."
Happy, this is the happiest day in the past few days. I believe Mrs. Li will never dare to make trouble again after hearing these words. She wants to treat Zhou Chengling and has no time to kill these things. Yang Mo goes all the way back to the main room.
Mr. Bai said: "Can I give you the pulse record?"
Yang Mo shook her head, "No." Li had no good intentions, and she would definitely not let Li get what he wanted.
Ji Zizhuan said: "Then what should we do now?"
Mr. Bai stretched out his hand to tell Ji Zi Zhuan not to speak, and then looked at Yang Mo calmly, "Miss, why don't you take a rest first? Master Shi is seriously ill, and Miss will inevitably be under too much pressure, and her position will be messed up. Our doctors have long since
There are rules. If you don't cure your illness, it will be clear to those who are watching. Now the Tenth Master's illness can only rely on the eldest lady. The eldest lady cannot avoid it and can only try to stabilize her mind."
Yang Mo nodded, took a long breath, and then looked at Mr. Bai, "Don't worry, sir, I've figured it out." Mrs. Li, who came to make trouble, had already reminded her.
Yang Mo looked at Xiao Quan, who immediately prepared to take out a pen and paper.
Yang Mo said: "Ask Wei Mao to collect all the patient's urine and replenish salt water according to the urine output. This is very important. The patient cannot eat and is prone to dehydration."
Miss Yang did not say Master Shi's name but replaced it with the word "patient" because she wanted to treat Master Shi as an ordinary patient.
Yang Mo said: "The thick needle, cannula, disinfectant wine and medicinal powder, and crystal needle must be carefully boiled and sterilized. Tomorrow we will go to Zhou's house and I will treat the patient."
Ji Zizhuan looked at Yang Mo in surprise, "Miss Yang, have you thought of a way to cure the disease?"
Even though she thought that Zhou Chengling's illness was complicated, she also hoped it would be useful.
After Yang Mo finished speaking, she discussed with Mr. Bai, "Sir, do you have any hemostatic prescription suitable for the patient? The patient can't eat right now. Even if he drinks it, he will easily vomit. The medicine shouldn't be too irritating."
Mr. Bai thought for a long time and then said: "You can give it a try."
That's all she could think of now. Yang Mo looked at Ji Zizhuan and asked, "Mr. Ji, have you diagnosed the old prince?"
Ji Zi Zhuan nodded.
Yang Mo tried her best to calm down, "Do you still have the old prince's pulse report?"
Mr. Bai couldn't help but be startled. Why didn't he think of this? Since he had similar symptoms, the old prince's pulse record should be a reference.
Ji Zizhuan thought for a while and said immediately: "It should be at the Zhou family. After the old prince left, I returned the pulse file to the tenth master."
In this case, she will go to Zhou's house to get it tomorrow.
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Zhou Chengling leaned on the kang and let Xiao Ke enter.
Seeing Zhou Chengling, Xiao Ke looked pale and asked, "How is the prince's illness?"
Zhou Chengling looked directly at Xiao Ke, "Sir, take out the list I wrote."
Xiao Ke was immediately surprised, "The prince wants to use the list? Is it already at this time?"
Zhou Chengling stared at Xiao Ke, with waves in his eyes, "No... I want to know... if I die... the people I care about... can live well."