For some reason, when Yan Shiqing saw such a person, she couldn't help but refuse, but a voice in her heart told her to stay away from this person.
"Master, how can you blow the wind? Put it down quickly!"
When the man who was kneeling on the ground saw this, he jumped up and lowered the car curtain. Then he looked at Yan Shiqing and looked at her with red eyes: "As long as you can cure our young master, you can just make any conditions.
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"Master, what's going on?"
After the meeting in Yangjiacun, Ruan Ansheng was busy setting up a private school and medical clinic in the ancestral hall. Hearing his father's words, he hurried over.
Unexpectedly, when he arrived, he saw a man who seemed to be threatening his master.xdw8
Yan Shiqing thought about the man's expression just now, pursed her lips, lowered her head and was silent in thought.
There was another violent coughing sound in the carriage. The coughing seemed to be determined not to stop until it coughed out the entire lungs, which made everyone present feel worried.
Even the little kid, who was originally full of hostility, now looked much relieved.
Mrs. Ruan kept paying attention to the movement at the door. When she saw that no one came in for a long time, she walked out.
After she heard the heart-wrenching coughs, she looked at Yan Shiqing and said, "Qing'er, what?"
Before Yan Shiqing could speak, the man who was driving the car hurriedly looked at Mrs. Ruan. After synthesizing the information he had learned, he knelt on one knee and said to Mrs. Ruan: "Old lady, please show mercy and let me
Doctor Yan, please save my young master!"
It was the first time for Mrs. Ruan to see someone kneeling like this, and she was a little at a loss.
The sound of coughing in the carriage gradually stopped, and then the curtain was opened again, and her eyes moved there.
When she saw the protruding face, her eyes opened wider and wider, and her hands trembled slightly as she grabbed Yan Shiqing's hand.
Yan Shiqing noticed something strange about her, looked back at her, and then looked at the man with his whole head stretched out.
He was not old, he looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old. For some reason, at this moment, Yan Shiqing felt that he seemed familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.
Old Mrs. Ruan stared at the man for a long time, trembling uncontrollably, and then looked at Yan Shiqing, pleading in her hoarse voice for a while: "Qing'er, please save me!"
Yan Shiqing didn't know where Mrs. Ruan's abnormality came from, but she still nodded after hearing this.
When the little boy saw this, he looked at Old Mrs. Ruan with a dissatisfied frown, but this old lady was the master's grandmother and was considered her master, so she couldn't say anything.
At present, the origin of this man is unknown, so it is not a wise move to take him home like this.
At this time, the man on the ground breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Yan Shiqing was willing to save people, while the man on the carriage seemed to have exhausted all his strength and fell into the car.
Yan Shiqing saw that Mrs. Ruan had turned around to clean up the guest room, and said to Ruan Ansheng: "Help help the person down!"
For Ruan Ansheng, as long as there is a patient, no matter who they are, they can always gain something by following Yan Shiqing.
Hearing this, he was about to step forward to help when he saw a man kneeling on the ground jumping onto the carriage and hugging the people in the carriage.
Yan Shiqing looked at the man with closed eyes. The more he looked at the face, the more familiar he became. When she saw that he was so thin that even his clothes were loose on his body, she felt a sudden pain in her heart, as if she had been stabbed by something.
Mrs. Ruan was cleaning up the wing room where Nanny Huo had stayed for the night. The man carried her into the hall and looked at Yan Shiqing eagerly: "Miracle doctor, please take a look at my young master!"
Yan Shiqing looked at the man over there who couldn't even sit upright, and frowned slightly, but she didn't give up teaching Ruan Ansheng, and turned to look at him: "You read first, and then tell me what you know.
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When Ruan Ansheng heard this, he knew his opportunity had come.
He first glanced at the man carefully, then sniffed his nose, then put his hand on the man's left hand and carefully listened to the pulse. Finally, he put it down and said, "But you have been suffering from angina pectoris and vomiting blood all year round?"
"Exactly!"
"Besides these, is there anything else unusual?"
Hearing this, the man glared at Ruan Ansheng fiercely: "Aren't you a doctor? You don't know how to diagnose and treat?"
Ruan Ansheng paused, looked at Yan Shiqing and bowed his hands: "Master, this person's pulse is disordered, and his mood seems to be blocked by something. Apart from this, I don't see anything abnormal."
Hearing this, Yan Shiqing nodded and stretched out her hand to check for pulse. As soon as her hand took the pulse, she looked at the man with wide eyes and her face darkened: "I'm sorry for my incompetence, young master, please ask someone else!"
When the man saw Yan Shiqing like this, he knew that she had guessed it. He clenched his hands into fists, knelt on the ground with a pop of his knees, and kowtowed. Then he slowly raised his head and said, "My surname is Feng. I am a slave of the Feng family and the master."
Doctor, everyone calls me Dr. Feng, and my real name is Feng Jun. My son’s name is Feng Lie, and he is the third son of the family. Due to premature birth, he has been weak and sick since childhood..."
Yan Shiqing was not interested in his self-introduction and interrupted him directly: "Since you are the doctor of the government and have been able to protect him until now, you must have good medical skills, so you must know why he is doing this. Then bring him here now.
What's the purpose of coming?"
Feng Jun suddenly raised his head to look at Yan Shiqing and said, "Since the miracle doctor can tell by just checking his pulse, is there a way to cure the young master?"
Yan Shiqing looked a little impatient, but she still said: "The little girl is helpless, the young master has asked someone else to do it!"
Feng Jun saw the determination in Yan Shiqing's eyes and felt very disappointed. He didn't believe that she wouldn't be able to cure it, he just didn't want to.
"Qing'er, the house has been tidied up!"
Just at this moment, Mrs. Ruan came out and entered the hall.
"Grandma, they are leaving, so you don't have to work!"
After hearing this, Mrs. Ruan paused and looked at Feng Jun, who was still kneeling on the ground, with some confusion, and then turned to Feng Lie, who still had his eyes closed.
Feng Jun seemed to have seen a savior, and turned to Mrs. Ruan again, his eyes full of hope, but with a bitter look on his face: "Old madam, the lady of your house is unwilling to save my young master!"
"Qing'er, this?"
Yan Shiqing saw that Mrs. Ruan wanted to interfere again, so she said bluntly: "Grandma, don't get involved in this matter!"
Feng Lie was obviously struck by poison, one was the heart-eating poison, and there was another that she didn't notice. How could she do anything about it?
No, even if there was a solution, she would not want to come into contact with such a troublesome person.
Who knows what enemies he has. After she cures him, he can pat his butt and leave. But if she, a powerless commoner, is targeted by those people, she will be in big trouble.
Rather than causing trouble for yourself, it is better to cut off the root cause!
Mrs. Ruan hesitated for a moment, stretched out her hand to hold Yan Shiqing and said, "Follow me!"
Yan Shiqing was confused and couldn't figure out what Mrs. Ruan was doing, so she followed her into her private room.
As soon as Mrs. Ruan entered the room and closed the door, Yan Shiqing said: "Grandma, do you know who that person is, and you want me to save him? Do you know how much trouble I might get into if I save him?"