The lights in Yan Ge's mansion were brightly lit. Mr. Bai lowered his eyes and thought carefully. The black and bright tilted table in front of him seemed to reflect his shadow.
"Miss Yang said it was bayberry sores?" Mr. Bai seemed to be saying to himself.
Mr. Yan Ge said with a tense face, "Miss Yang is still young. Even if Bing Bing is alive, she may not be able to beat the teacher. Just follow the teacher's prescription and it will definitely be effective."
Mr. Bai remembered the symptoms written by Miss Yang. If she was the only one who made him doubt his diagnosis, what she wrote down was such a precious gift to a doctor.
"I want to check the young master carefully." Mr. Bai wanted to get up, but he staggered and could not stand still.
After the collapse of the Yang Family Baohetang, he retired because of old illnesses. If Mr. Yan Ge had not come forward, he would never be able to visit again.
"Mr. Bai." Mr. Yan Ge was moved and wanted to help him personally.
Mr. Bai shook his head, took a few long breaths, and said, "Let someone find Shen Weiyan." Shen Weiyan was the young man who knew the symptoms written by Miss Yang by heart.
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Shen Weiyan returned home with the medicine box on her back. The aroma of food came from the house, a lamp was lit on the table, and a seven or eight-year-old girl was carefully threading needlework under the lamp.
"It's not that I won't let you do this." Shen Weiyan put the medicine box on the table, rolled up his sleeves and went to get the basket in front of Shen Mengyun.
"Brother," Shen Mengyun held the bamboo basket in her arms, "This is the shoe top I made for Aunt Wu. I agreed to give me two dollars." She raised her head and her childish face had a butterfly-shaped smile unnaturally. erythema.
Shen Weiyan frowned, "Why is it so heavy again?"
"No way," Shen Mengyun smiled and lowered her head to cover it up, "I just washed my face, that's why I saw the redness. I feel much better after taking the medicine my brother brought back," she said, raising her thin arms. "Look, he's very powerful."
Shen Weiyan remembered something, opened the medicine box, took out an oil paper bag, and opened it layer by layer to reveal a few snacks inside.
Shen Mengyun's eyes lit up and she swallowed unconsciously, then lowered her head and pretended not to care, "I've eaten it, brother, please eat it! I don't like sweets either."
Shen Weiyan couldn't help but feel sour in his heart. Since his parents passed away, his sister and he had been living in poverty. "I ate them at Yan's house, and I brought these back to you specially."
Hearing about Yan Mansion, Shen Mengyun had a smile on her face, and then went to get some snacks, biting them in small bites like a treasure, fearing that she would eat them all in no time, "Brother really went to Yan Ge's old manor, so he said My brother’s fame is getting bigger and bigger.”
The Yan family was able to find him because all the famous doctors in Beijing had recently been invited away by famous families, and he borrowed Miss Yang's method of identifying rash... Not relying on himself, Shen Weiyan thought about giving the Yan family a He took out two pieces of silver and put them on the table.
"Brother, go buy a piece of fabric to make a robe. The cuffs are already broken, which makes people laugh."
Shen Weiyan suddenly remembered that Miss Yang had pulled away his arm, and couldn't help but feel ashamed. She hurriedly went into the inner room to take out the older robe and put it on. She filled a basin of water and carefully put the robe she took off into the water. wash.
No matter how careful he is, his clothes will still get old and bad. The only reason is that he is not famous. Not many people ask him to see a doctor. He finally went to the Chang family. His mother, the housekeeper of the Chang family, told him to be careful with the diagnosis, even if it was very serious. He had to be cautious even with minor illnesses, but he didn't expect to meet Miss Yang. When Miss Yang mentioned Mr. Bai, he was surprised and excited. He greedily remembered the medical knowledge and forgot what the Chang family manager said. , after he came out, the Chang family only gave him twenty dollars.
Finally, the Chang family asked him to diagnose the disease again, but he mentioned Miss Yang in front of others. As a result, the master refused to recognize him as a disciple, and there was no place for him in the medicine shop. Now, although the Yan family gave him a tael of silver, he could not go there. What to do next?
Somehow, Miss Yang's clear eyes appeared in front of Shen Weiyan's eyes, and he couldn't help but straighten his back, but his skinny body sank down again after a while.
"Is this Shen Weiyan's house?" A shout came from outside the door.
Shen Weiyan was overjoyed. Someone probably asked him to check his pulse. He quickly got up and opened the door, "Yes, yes... I am Shen Weiyan."
Opening the door, I saw a black-faced man.
"My master wants you to come over."
Shen Weiyan hurried back to the house to get the medicine box and walked forward with the black-faced man.
"Where to go?"
"You'll know when we get there." The man's voice was firm.
Turn around and you will find a relatively lively street in Beijing, where many shops in Beijing are located.
The man stopped in front of a drug store and said, "Go in, my master is waiting for you."
Shen Weiyan looked at the light coming from the room inside, packed the medicine box on his back and walked in.
There was a person in the room who was leaning on the soft couch with his back to him, his hair tied up with a jade crown, and he was looking through the book in his hand. There were scattered medical books everywhere on the floor of the room, and Shen Weiyan wanted to pick them up as he walked.
"I don't like other people touching my things."
Shen Weiyan quickly retracted his hand.
The owner of this house seems to have a bad temper.
"My medicine shop has just opened, and there is one less doctor to treat you. I heard that you are quite famous, and you earn five taels of silver every month. Half of the money you get from visiting the doctor will be put in the cabinet. If you are willing, you can sign the paperwork on the cabinet."
Five taels of silver is already quite a lot, and I can still get half of it for visiting doctors.
"I have been working in this drug store for two years, and I am not allowed to change owners midway."
With such a good condition, Shen Weiyan wanted to agree immediately, but she still took a deep breath to calm down, "I'm just a little-known young man, why would you spend a lot of money to hire me?"
The man seemed to smile and said, "I heard that you are so bold in identifying diseases that even your mentor would not tolerate you."
Shen Weiyan wanted to defend.
But the man said: "I rescued Dong Zhao, found out that Chang San had bayberry sores, and diagnosed the disease with Yan Er. You are everywhere. I would like to hear what the secret is."
This man actually called Duke Wen Zheng by his first name, Chang San, the son of the Chang family, and Yan Er, the son of the Yan Ge family. Who is this person...
The man said in a calm voice for a while: "Don't you dare say it? It seems that the rumors cannot be taken seriously." After speaking, the man waved his hand, as if to let Shen Weiyan leave.
Shen Weiyan took a deep breath, "Young Master also knows about medicine?"
The man seemed to disdain to talk about it, "I have read a lot of medical books in the past two or three days. If you have any pulse conditions or have forgotten the source of the medicine, you can ask me."
However, after watching it for two or three days, how can it be compared with the more than ten years of hard study with him? Shen Weiyan suddenly felt dissatisfied and sat down calmly, "What do you call the young master?"
The man paused slightly and said, "Liu Chengling."
There is no big Liu family in Beijing. Shen Weiyan picked up the tea next to him to moisten his throat and began to discuss the symptoms.
I don't know how much time passed, but when Shen Weiyan came out of the drug store, it was already drizzling outside, and the black-faced man who brought him here stood motionless under the eaves.
Shen Weiyan walked in the mud all the way back home. Shen Mengyun was waiting anxiously. Seeing her brother in such a mess, her heart sank, "What's wrong with my brother? Those people won't even lend me an umbrella?"
Shen Weiyan shook his head and looked at his sister, "There is a medicine shop that invites me to take care of a doctor. I will be paid five taels of silver a month." Even if he didn't pay so much, he would still stay. Mr. Liu is really the smartest person he has ever seen. Even though he has learned more than ten years, he can't even defeat him.
Shen Mengyun opened her mouth in surprise, "Brother is really going to stand out."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door outside, "Is Dr. Shen here? Mr. Yan Ge has invited me."
The brother and sister looked at each other, wondering what happened tonight.
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At Yan's house, Aunt Zheng was pleading, "Madam, talk to the master and hand over the slave. It was the slave who contracted the disease first and passed it on to the second master. It was not that the second master had been to unclean places. If the slave had known earlier, With this kind of disease, even if I die, I won’t dare to get close to the second master."
Mrs. Yan shook her head, "Why don't you understand? It's really bayberry sores. People outside will also say that it was passed from Qiaoer to the outer room. Do you think you can explain it clearly?"
Aunt Zheng immediately collapsed to the ground. Could it be that she saw the second master getting more and more serious day by day? She didn't know what she thought of. Aunt Zheng bit her lips and said, "Madam, the master really refuses to let this slave enter the house?"
Mrs. Yan refused to speak.
"That slave has nothing to do with the Yan family from now on." Aunt Zheng said every word.
Mrs. Yan opened her eyes wide in surprise. She thought that Aunt Zheng would try her best to beg to stay. It turned out that she wanted to get away when the situation was bad. Thinking of this, Mrs. Yan sneered and said, "You are not from my Yan family."
Aunt Zheng came out of the Yan Mansion and was soon soaked by the rain. Chun'er beside her kept trembling, "Aunt Zheng, let's go back!"
No, Aunt Zheng shook her head. She couldn't go back and watch the second master die because of her.
"What can we do if we don't go back?"
Aunt Zheng's calm eyes suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and she lowered her head to check her symptoms carefully, as if no matter what the disease was, it would not panic her.
"Let's go ask Miss Yang."
My aunt must have gone crazy, so Chun'er shuddered again, "Then Miss Yang is in the Chang family... The Chang family won't let us into the house."
Aunt Zheng lifted up her skirt and walked forward resolutely, "Then I'll beg you outside the house until the Chang family is willing to pass it on."
The rain fell harder and harder, hitting the face directly and making it impossible to breathe. There was a banging sound at the door of Chang's house.
A servant of the Chang family hurriedly held an umbrella over to ask, and Aunt Zheng suddenly knelt down.
After a flash of lightning, the heavy rain seemed to illuminate the dark night, and the two shrinking figures were about to be swallowed up by the rain.
"Miss."
Yang Mo was about to put down the book and rest.
Qiutong walked in with her clothes on, followed by Chunhe whose clothes were soaked.
"What's wrong?" Yang Mo looked over.
"I heard that someone from the Yan family has come, and I asked the young lady to treat Mr. Yan."
Mr. Yan Ge of the Yan family clearly rejected her, so why did he change his mind in the blink of an eye and rush over in the rain?
"Where is he?" Yang Mo sat up.
Chun He said: "She is... outside the house... I heard she is... Mr. Yan's aunt..."
The woman who also had bayberry sores, Yang Mo turned her head and looked out the window. No matter who was exposed to the rain all night, she would not be able to hold on.
*********************************************** wrote some The main plot, the next chapter is about the treatment. Thank you to classmate Bailumm for the rice dumplings. Thank you to classmate Jingxi for the rice dumplings. Please wait, there will be no more tonight.