Chapter 87 Torrents (with a plot to save the beauty)
"I have given similar medicine to these patients." Dr. Yao, who had been staying here to take care of the patients, rushed over wiping his sweat. Dr. Tong ignored these patients, but he could not just watch.
No matter what, people secretly cooked medicine, but acne is a disease that makes people helpless. No one can prescribe a prescription that can truly cure this disease. No matter who comes to look at it, they are just doing their best to obey fate.
He didn't know how to climb to the top and ended up here. Miss Yang could just sit and wait and get some credit, so why bother running here.
"Miss Yang, you should go back!" Dr. Yao kindly persuaded him. Dr. Tong asked him to leave Miss Yang here and it would be regarded as a great achievement. He had already made up his mind, and this time he would be able to gain a future for himself. Seeing that
He couldn't bear to be cruel to Miss Yang, so he reminded her.
"Tong Yuyi didn't want me to go back, and I don't want to leave either." Yang Mo looked at Yao Yuyi and said calmly.
It turned out that Miss Yang knew about it. Doctor Yao could only sigh, "Miss, I want ice. There is no such thing around here. This place is no better than the capital. Who stores ice in winter? Even if there is, they would have taken it to the official camp long ago."
I went to cool off the summer heat for the gentlemen."
Yang Mo touched the little girl's hand. Her body was hot, but her hands and feet were cold. "Then let someone fill a big basin with some clean warm water."
Children with high fever and cold hands and feet should take a warm bath.
After hearing this, Shen Weiyan and Qiu Tong immediately prepared the water and asked Liu Chengling's entourage to move in.
The two children were placed in warm water, and their hands and feet gradually became warm, but the fever on their bodies still did not go away. They shouted in a daze, "Mother... mother..."
While the child opened his mouth, Yang Mo hurriedly fed the herbs.
"Female Buddha, help me, come and see my son, my son is not alive either."
"And my wife and son..."
"Father, mother, please wake up."
The room suddenly became noisy, with sounds of crying and shouting everywhere.
Herbal medicines were kept coming in, and Yang Mo and others made all the patients take the medicine. Only then did Tong Yuyi send two imperial doctors to diagnose the disease. The two almost covered their mouths and noses and only walked around the room.
, he rushed out of the house and looked at Yang Mo, "Miss Yang, this is acne."
These people had known it was acne, and they wanted to wait for her to come before pretending to act. It was secretly arranged by Taiyuan Hospital for the Wu family to find her, otherwise how could Mrs. Wu know where she lived.
"Acne is not a trivial matter, and the surrounding people and animals must be moved twenty miles away." The imperial doctors discussed it one after another.
"It's better to go back and report it to the envoy first."
The two doctors agreed, carefully changed their clothes, and then fled in panic.
Doctor Yao who was standing next to him snorted coldly when he saw it, "You are greedy for life and afraid of death. If the Imperial Hospital falls into the hands of Tong, it will become worse every day."
The hospital wanted to separate the patients, and they must be among them. This was Tong Yuyi's method, leaving them here to fend for themselves with the patients.
Before the patients here were settled, another villager came to ask the imperial doctor to see the patient.
Dr. Yao was a sharp-tongued person with a soft heart, so he asked the students to carry the medicine box and follow the villagers out of the house. After a while, more patients came back with Dr. Yao.
Doctor Yao said: "The villages live in close proximity. A few days ago, the imperial court recruited troops to go to Guizhou. Several villages worshiped their ancestors and prayed for blessings together. After returning, many people fell ill. Now it seems... the big wave is still to come.
"
No wonder in Yang Molan's mind, the plague killed many people that year. It turned out to be due to the widespread spread of malaria and smallpox.
Having said this, Imperial Doctor Yao raised his head and glanced at Miss Yang, "Miss Yang had acne when she was a child. Does the Yang family have any special secret recipe?"
Yang Mo shook her head.
Doctor Yao hesitated, "Maybe there really is a secret recipe," he said, fearing that Miss Yang would misunderstand, "I mean, there is a secret recipe among the people to treat acne. I just heard from people in the village that there is one in Taihu Village next door.
The miraculous doctor can cure acne. Although not many people have been cured, I want to go and have a look. If there is a secret recipe, I will ask for help. I will ask Miss Yang to take care of it here."
Doctor Yao is going to Taihu Village. Although Yang Mo thinks that if there is a secret recipe, the acne will not spread so far and few patients will go to Taihu Village to seek medical treatment, but now that she has thought of all the ways, she has to find another way.
Yao Yuyi took the students away, and it fell to Yang Mo and Shen Weiyan to go out for diagnosis. Yang Mo was asking Qiu Tong to pack her things and prepare to go to the doctor. Smallpox does not cause rash during high fever and is easily confused with other diseases.
, if discovered early, there will be less chance of infecting others.
Yang Mo was preparing the medicine box when Liu Chengling's entourage came back after finding some ice cubes. There was also a man with a bowed waist and bowed head following the entourage and walked cautiously to Liu Chengling.
Jiang Ping pursed his lips and looked at the adult in front of him. He rolled up his trouser legs and wore a pair of straw sandals. He seemed to be dressed like an ordinary person, but his feet, which had been covered in official boots all year round, were extremely white in the sun. Although he covered his face with a cloth towel
, but his eyes are evasive. Anyone who sees it will find it strange that a minister of household affairs is reduced to such a dress.
Jiang Ping wanted to laugh, but managed to hold it back.
Zhang Erzheng stepped forward and whispered: "... Young Master... How can you be here? Hurry... go back! What news do you want to hear? I'll find out..."
Liu Chengling was obviously unwilling to speak. He raised his slender eyes and glanced at Zhang Erzheng. Zhang Erzheng felt that all the ice cubes in the basin next to him were poured into his neck. He was so cold that he couldn't help but shiver. He straightened his back and dared not
Say anything else.
Ajiu hurriedly walked over and winked. Zhang Erzheng looked around. He couldn't understand why this man wanted to stay here.
Zhang Erzheng shook his head and looked at Liu Chengling. He hadn't asked him to leave yet.
Ajiu couldn't help but sigh and watched as the curtain opened and Miss Yang walked out.
Yang Mo glanced towards the yard inadvertently and saw Zhang Erzheng at a glance. She didn't know when a stranger appeared, so she couldn't help but take a second look. However, when she looked over, she felt that something was wrong with this person. His gentle and gentle appearance was clearly that of a pampered person, but he did this.
dress up.
Zhang Erzheng only felt a pair of bright eyes scanning his body, and there was something strange in his eyes.
Who are these people? He pretended that no one was looking at him all the way here. He just said a word before he entered the ice cave and dropped the oil pan. If he stood there for a while, he would really be noticed.
There was a flaw. Thinking of this, he had no choice but to turn around and walk out.
Liu Chengling was a person who was hard to figure out, and the people around him were also unusual. Yang Mo didn't think much about it, and ordered Qiu Tong to stay with a few mothers-in-law to take care of him, and then took a few family members with him.
During the consultation, Liu Chengling also asked people to bring the herbs Yang Mo asked for and drove two carriages out of the village one after the other.
Nearby villages would send people here whenever they were sick. Only in places a little further away would someone start to cover up, and only when they couldn't hide it could they call the imperial doctor. The disease was terrible, and what was even more terrible was the separation of flesh and blood.
The carriage stopped in front of the farmer's house, and someone immediately came out to greet her. Seeing Yang Mo's appearance, the visitor couldn't help but be surprised, "Why...he's not an imperial doctor..." He hadn't heard that a doctor could also be a girl.
Yang Mo went into the room to see the patient. A woman was lying on the bed talking nonsense. The main diagnosis of malaria was the enlargement of the liver and spleen. Yang Mo stepped forward and palpated the patient carefully, and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, "It's malaria."
Malaria is better than smallpox.
"Then what should we do? Should we... take the person away?" The honest man shivered in fear.
There are too many patients in the Taoist temple now. You don’t know if you will be infected with smallpox when you bring people there. Besides, there is a shortage of manpower, so the patients may not get the best care. “I left the herbs, you have to feed them as I say.”
The patient takes medicine so I don't take her away."
The man opened his mouth in surprise, and then two children crawled out from under the bed, walked to the bed and held the woman's hand tightly, "Auntie, Auntie doesn't have to go, Auntie doesn't have to go."
Yang Mo waited for the man to answer.
The man was speechless for a long time and could not speak. Then the old lady from the outer room walked in with a cane and immediately fell down in front of Yang Mo. "There is no need to take away Cui'er's mother. Our whole family will set up a longevity tablet for you. Thank you."
"He is a man of great kindness and virtue." If a person is sick and does not go to the government to see him, he is afraid that there is no cure. If he goes to the government, he is afraid that he will be taken away without any explanation and never come back.
As the old lady said, the man pulled the two children over, and the whole family knelt in front of Yang Mo and kowtowed three times.
"Get up quickly..." Yang Mo stepped forward to help the old lady.
The old lady refused, and waited until the man came to help her, then stood up tremblingly.
Malaria is prevalent every year. You can't wait for the imperial court to fight malaria every time before everyone can get herbal medicines to save them. Yang Mo has long wanted to teach everyone how to prevent and treat malaria. Artemisia annua can be found everywhere, and it can prevent mosquitoes.
It’s not difficult, as long as you do it well, not so many people will get sick.
I heard that the court would not take the patients away, so more and more people from the village came to ask Yang Mo for diagnosis and treatment. I originally brought a lot of Artemisia annua in the car, but I didn't expect that it was not enough. Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Yang Mo had to first
Go back to the Taoist temple.
The carriage just left the village, and raindrops as big as soybeans fell immediately. The coachman urged the horse to go faster, "The mountain road is rugged. If it rains up there, there will be flash floods. Miss, sit tighter."
Yang Mo pulled the armrest in the carriage. As soon as the horse let go, the carriage suddenly trembled violently. Before Yang Mo could react, she only felt her wrist tightening and someone pulled her out of the carriage. Then she was knocked into a
A broad embrace.
The sound of horses neighing could be heard in her ears, and her whole body seemed to be sliding down. Fortunately, the person holding her stabilized her steps, and she found a foothold again.
When Yang Mo raised her head, she only saw the water carrying mud and sand, and rocks pouring down. The carriage was swept away to an unknown place, and Chun He's voice came from the other side shouting, "Miss, Miss..."
"Chunhe..." Her low pitch was masked by the sound of water flowing.
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