"Thank you." Mingruo nodded, and Zisu immediately gave the man a hundred coins.
At this time, a little medicine boy ran out from behind the counter, looked at the person on the wooden bed, and shouted while running back: "Master... Master, a patient is here..."
Since there was no one to greet him, Mingruo took a closer look at the medical center. The furnishings were quite old, but they were clean and tidy, and the medicinal materials on the shelves were of good quality.
Not long after, the little medicine boy came back with an old man. The old man looked to be in his sixties, with gray hair and a ruddy complexion. He was wearing gray trousers. He looked more like an old farmer than a doctor.
The old man stepped forward to check his pulse, then untied the man's clothes and took a look: "I can't save him, so go back and prepare for the funeral."
"Ah?" This is too irresponsible. Mingruo doesn't expect him to heal this person, but he still needs to clean the wound and apply some medicine in a symbolic way, right?
"Ah, what? It's difficult to heal such a long wound, not to mention that he was poisoned by the underworld snake. If you have the ability to get the Qingling Pill, you might still have a chance of survival." The old man shook his head, "I don't have any chance anyway.
That Qingling Pill."
Zi Su was a little surprised. She didn't expect that saving people would require the use of a clear elixir.
Qingling Pill is the holy detoxification medicine of Beichi Kingdom. Only the emperor and the queen mother have a few pills. The prince should also have it, but he probably won't use it to save this stranger of unknown origin.
"As a doctor, how can you give up when the person is still alive? Even if the treatment is not good, you should try to reduce the pain while the patient is alive." Mingruo thinks this is the basic ethics of doctors.
"If a dying person wants to relieve his pain, he can end it with one knife." The old man glanced at Mingruo. He was very confident in his medical skills. "If anyone can cure this person, I will immediately worship him as my teacher."
Mingruo rolled his eyes, you want to become my teacher, but I don't like it!
"Send them away quickly." The old man shouted angrily and turned back to the backyard.
"Sir, why don't you go to another medical clinic and try it?" The little medicine boy looked embarrassed, "Although my master's words are not pleasant to listen to, if someone can be saved, he will definitely not say that he cannot be saved."
"Brother, please help me get some hot water. I'll treat his wound first and stop the bleeding. Otherwise, the blood will have dried up before we get to another hospital." Mingruo's tone was very sincere.
"This..." The little medicine boy scratched his head, not knowing whether to listen to the master's words and drive them away, or let them deal with the wounds first. After all, he couldn't bear to see a living person die in front of him, "Okay."
"Go and give this little brother a try. Move faster." Mingruo sent Zi Su away.
Mingruo checked that there was no problem with the skin test result of the antivenom just now. He took out the serum and covered it with his sleeve, and quickly completed the injection. When Zisu and the little medicine boy brought hot water, Mingruo had already injected the needle to stop it.
Blood.
The little medicine boy was obviously very skilled at cleaning wounds and quickly took care of them: "I'll get some medicine powder and apply it on this young man."
"No need." Mingruo disinfected, and under the shocked gaze of the little medicine boy, he used suture needles to sew up the wound layer by layer. After sewing the last stitch, he tied a perfect knot. He applied ointment and tied it with
Bandage the injured area tightly.
"Sir, can this wound be sewn up like cloth?" Although the little medicine boy didn't know if this method was feasible, the master's skillful technique was admirable.
"Why not?" Mingruo arranged the silver needles and bandages and put them in his sleeve pocket, "Can you keep seriously injured patients here to recuperate?"
"Patients who cannot move will be left behind," the little medicine boy replied.
"Follow this prescription, take one dose in the morning and one dose in the evening. I will remove the stitches in seven days." Mingruo handed the written prescription to the little medicine boy and turned his head to look at Zisu, "Leave five taels of silver for this little brother.
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Zi Su took out five taels of silver and put it in the little medicine boy's hand, then followed Mingruo away.
The poor little medicine boy looked at the money in his left hand in confusion, then at the prescription in his right hand, and then at the young master lying there. The master told them to leave, so what should they do: "Master... master..."
After going back to the clothing store to change into women's clothes, Zisu asked the coachman to drive the carriage over and helped the princess get into the carriage.
As the carriage arrived at the side gate of the palace, a woman was heard crying: "Steward Zhou, please don't sell me out of the palace...I know I was wrong...wuwuwu..."
Mingruo lifted the curtains and saw a maid with a round face and big eyes kneeling on the ground. In front of her was Butler Zhou and a beautiful maid. A little further away from them stood a short and fat woman wearing a satin dress.
, with a silk flower tied on her head.
The kneeling maid seemed familiar, Ming Ruo frowned slightly.
"Princess, it's Cao'er." Both Zi Su and Cao'er were born in the palace, and they often played together when they were children. Seeing that Cao'er was about to be sold, he immediately knelt down and said, "Princess, please save Cao'er."
Son, that Yapo is specialized in the flower house business."
Mingruo also remembered at this moment that she had asked this maid to testify against Shen Bichi yesterday. And the eldest maid in gorgeous clothes was Shen Bichi's person, and she seemed to be called Shuanghuan.
Mingruo basically figured out what the situation was like now.
Hey, this matter really has something to do with me, so it seems inappropriate to ignore it.
"Let's go down and have a look." Ming Ruo straightened her clothes and got out of the carriage with Zi Su's support.
"Old slave, please greet the princess." Butler Zhou saw Mingruo and immediately saluted and said hello. Shuanghuan followed suit.
"How unbecoming is it to make a noise in front of the palace!" Mingruo pretended to be a princess, and she was very capable of bluffing people.
"Miss Cousin wants red bean porridge, Cao'er heard it wrong..." Cao'er has grown up under the watch of Butler Zhou, and he doesn't believe that she is so careless in her work, but Miss Cousin wants to sell Cao'er's hair, and she still wants to sell it.
I have already found Ya Po. It is not easy to disturb the prince with such trivial matters. He also thinks it is very rare.
"Reporting to the princess, Cao'er remembered it wrong and instead accused my lady of asking for mung bean porridge." Shuanghuan had a fake smile on his face, "My lady knows that the princess has a good temper, and she is afraid that such a naughty slave will offend the princess.
That’s why she was sold out.”
Ha, then Bichi is still doing it for her own good. In Mingruo's two lifetimes, this is the first time she has seen such a shameless person: "Since it is your young lady who wants to betray her, I can't refute my cousin."
face."
As soon as Mingruo's words came out, not only Cao'er and Zisu felt cold, but also Butler Zhou was a little disappointed. He thought Cao'er could escape this disaster because of the princess's intervention.
"Steward Zhou, how much does this girl cost?" Ming Ruo asked casually.
At this time, Ya Po, who was standing by, stepped forward and saluted: "Please greet me, Princess. This girl looks ordinary, but she is from the palace after all. I am willing to pay thirty taels of silver."
"Oh, thirty taels." Mingruo took out three 10-tael silver notes from his sleeve pocket and handed them to Butler Zhou, "I bought this girl. Bring her her deed."
