Here he was thinking wildly and his expression changed, but over there Chang Yuncheng just smiled faintly.
"Needless to say, there is nothing to say. There is no need to question Madam Qi's medical skills." He said, "So I must let her treat my mother. I can only apologize to this injured person."
Qi Yue jumped angrily.
"Shut up!" she shouted, trying to break away from Chang Yuncheng's hand.
"Shut up!" Chang Yuncheng turned around and shouted.
It seemed like he hadn't talked to himself like this for a long time.
Qi Yue was suddenly startled.
"This matter is as simple as that." Chang Yuncheng no longer looked at her, but looked at other people in the hall, and finally settled on that family, "So, what do you want? As long as you speak, what are the conditions?
I agree to everything."
Promise to everything?
Is this admission? No, no, this man admitted it from the beginning.
I should say that this is... timid?
Wang Qingchun stared at Chang Yuncheng and shouted in his heart.
Just now you were acting like I'll kill you if you don't get in, so why did you suddenly give in?
Stop it! Prince! Don’t forget your identity! What terms can you negotiate with a lowly commoner?
You should insist that the injured person deserves to die!
When you say this, don't you mean that you are the one who killed others?
This is murder!
He was thinking in his mind and couldn't help shouting out.
"Kill, the person who killed your sister!" Qi Yue shouted, breaking away from Chang Yuncheng's hand, "Can a dead person still be killed? Can a person die twice? I've said it a hundred times,
This man was either delayed or seriously injured and died. Are you still a doctor? Do you have eyes? You can't see, so can't you ask? Go and ask! Ask this man what his symptoms were at that time!"
Wang Qingchun smiled disdainfully.
"Ask, who to ask? Apart from you Qianjintang people, only my family and fellow villagers were present at that time." He smiled, "What do the family members and villagers know? Then ask you Qianjintang people? Relatives don't ask each other, this
Madam Qi doesn’t know, does she?”
Qi Yue was about to rush forward again, but Chang Yuncheng reached out to hold her back.
"Then you mean to ask the people who were there at that time, who are not Qianjintang, not family members or fellow villagers, and who are doctors, right?"
A voice sounded outside the door.
Who is talking? Wang Qingchun turned around angrily and saw a short and fat old man walking in.
It was dark inside the hall and bright outside, and he couldn't make out the description for a while.
"I was also there at the time. I'm a doctor." The old man continued.
Doctor! Wang Qingchun glared at him angrily.
"We are on medical patrol now and the doctors are not allowed to interrupt!" he said.
What kind of blind doctor is this?
Wang Qingchun squinted and saw that the old man had already approached him. He looked unfamiliar and was probably not a doctor from Yongqing Mansion.
No wonder you are so expressionless!
"Oh." The expressionless old man said, "That means you need to have an official status and be a medical officer before you can intervene, right?"
"Of course." Wang Qingchun replied angrily, looking at the prefect, "Sir, can anyone enter the prefect's Yamen? How..."
Before he finished speaking, something dangled in front of his eyes.
"What are you doing..." Wang Qingchun stretched out his hand to pull it angrily. The tentacles felt a little familiar, so he took a closer look.
Taiyuan Hospital ordered Zhou Maochun.
This old man Wang Qingchun is very unfamiliar, but he is very familiar with this brand and the name on it.
"Left, left court..." he stammered, then bent his legs and knelt down.
"Hey." Doctor Zhou frowned, "Why are you so generous? Although you are my subordinate, you are not so generous!"
I didn't mean to give him such a big gift. It was because I was frightened and couldn't control myself.
Wang Qingchun shouted in his heart, but since he knelt down, he couldn't kneel down in vain.
"The official has met your Excellency, so it is natural that he should be so courteous." He said.
"You are considerate." Zhou Maochun accepted the gift with a smile.
The prefect here also came to his senses and hurriedly came to greet him.
"Is the judge here?" He saluted respectfully, with a bit of surprise.
Although he is not a Beijing official, he still knows the name of Zhou Maochun. Zhou Maochun is the only direct disciple of the Great Physician King for five generations. This old man is good at acupuncture and is very famous in the palace. The Empress Dowager especially relies on her the most. Of course, Beijing
He is more famous in the middle, but because he is famous, he is inevitably spoiled and has a bad temper. Most people really can't invite him, especially in these years, he said he wanted to compile the medical code of the sect and hide in the palace.
It's even harder to find.
Such a person who was almost isolated from the world came to their Yongqing Mansion.
"I'm here to treat the prince's mother." Zhou Maochun said, too lazy to pay attention to the prefect, but looked at Wang Qingchun, "Where are you from?"
Of course he was not asking where Wang Qingchun was from.
"I'm a lower official, Wang Qingchun from Qie Manufacturing Institute." Wang Qingchun replied hurriedly.
Zhou Maochun said oh.
What is a cutting workshop?
"Just like the handyman in your medical clinic." Zhou Maochun explained to Qi Yue considerately.
Handyman….
Wang Qingchun's heart was bleeding.
Is there anyone who tramples on people like this?
"Okay, get up and get down to business quickly. How did a small matter become such a mess? How did you become a doctor of medicine?" Zhou Maochun said with a frown.
Wang Qingchun stood up with his head lowered and said yes repeatedly.
"The official was about to ask..." he said.
"No need to ask, I was at the scene at that time." Zhou Maochun said, walking up to the family member in a few steps, "The blood was not stopping, the plow was stabbed, the bamboo pole was pierced through the chest, and the internal organs were injured. How can you be sure that this person will survive?
?”
The young woman didn't speak a word from beginning to end, and the children naturally couldn't speak either. The young woman looked a little panicked when she heard this.
The prefects are all so respectful to this man...
He must have a great background, and he must also be a doctor...
This this…
"Ms. Qi said it can be saved..." She raised her head and said.
"I did save it, but I didn't save it. I asked you to provide blood, but none of you were willing to provide it." Qi Yue said, looking at their expressions with sadness, "Not to mention the bamboo pole wound through the chest, it was just a thigh injury.
If the bleeding doesn't stop, it's enough to kill you. I can indeed save it if there is enough suitable blood."
Zhou Maochun waved his hand and interrupted her impatiently.
"Hey, isn't it over now?" He looked at the woman, "Since you believe her when she says she can save her, then why don't you believe her when she says she can't save her?"
The young woman was dumbfounded by the question.
There is still such a question...
"That...handyman..." Zhou Maochun looked at Wang Qingchun again, but couldn't remember his name, so he simply called it short.
Wang Qingchun was extremely depressed.
"What are your orders, sir?" He had to say respectfully.
"Do you know the injury of the deceased?" Zhou Maochun asked.
Wang Qingchun was reluctant but nodded.
"Then do you think such an injury can be cured?" Zhou Maochun asked, looking surprised.
"Of course..." Wang Qingchun stammered, "No, but, but Mrs. Qi has superb medical skills..."
Zhou Maochun didn't like hearing this anymore.
"Superior? So Mrs. Qi is more superior than me?" he asked.
"Of course it's not..." Wang Qingchun said hurriedly.
"Then how could she be cured?" Zhou Maochun asked curiously.
How do I know! Wang Qingchun screamed in his heart.
"She...of course she can't be cured..." He could only say, his heart was bleeding.
It's really unlucky. How could things be going so smoothly, and yet such a person appears and messes everything up?
"Then it's over. What are you, a doctor of medicine, doing for a long time?" Zhou Maochun shook his head and said.
"Yes, yes, the lower official is incompetent." Wang Qingchun bowed and said.
"Hurry up and explain it to the people!" Zhou Maochun said, "You actually spent so long on a small medical case that anyone who is not a doctor can see the results of. It's really...are you a doctor? Who are you?
Who introduced you to Kiri Manufacturing?"
Wang Qingchun's face turned red, but what could he do? He dared to challenge Chang Yuncheng because his profession was irrelevant, but the man in front of him did not dare. His future fate could be determined by just one sentence.
He still has to rely on this fate to survive, and he must not give it up easily.
There is ample time…..
Wang Qingchun gritted his teeth and said yes, then raised his feet and walked out.
"Do you know how to explain it?" Zhou Maochun stopped him again and asked.
Wang Qingchun turned around respectfully and asked for advice.
"Everything needs to be explained clearly from the cause to the time of admission to the injury when we first met. You can ask about this..." Zhou Maochun said, looking towards Qianjintang.
"Sir, we have records of medical visits." Liu Pucheng hurriedly stood up and said.
Zhou Maochun nodded.
"Yes, it would be better if you have this." He said, pointing at Wang Qingchun, "Show him, so as not to fail to write."
Just let the people from Qianjintang go out and talk! Wang Qingchun almost broke his teeth.
Bad luck, bad luck, bad luck!!
Wang Qingchun went out here, and Zhou Maochun began to lecture the prefect again.
"Public opinion is public opinion, but we can't ignore right and wrong just because of public opinion." He said, pointing to the family members, "They don't understand, then you have to tell them carefully, how can you, a parent and an official, follow this nonsense?
?This is not loving the people like a son, this is pampering and pampering. A strict father produces a filial son. Don’t you even understand this?"
The prefect almost cried, why is this old man so talkative?
"I understand, I understand." He could only say repeatedly, hoping to send the old man away quickly.
Zhou Maochun finally finished teaching the prefect, and then looked at Chang Yuncheng.
"You brought this upon yourself," he said. "There was nothing wrong, but you insist on disturbing others. What do you mean by this?"
Chang Yuncheng looked at him and turned away and ignored him.
Zhou Maochun did not teach him the same lesson as he taught Wang Qingchun. He just stretched out his hand and nodded without saying anything, and then looked at Qi Yue again.
"Am I at fault too?" Qi Yue looked at him and asked.
Zhou Maochun instantly put on a smile.
"Of course not. How could Mrs. Qi be wrong?" he said with a smile.
The magistrate on the side couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Who is this!
Outside, Wang Qingchun frowned and endured the heartache as he finished telling the results. The people who responded to him were talking a lot.
"real or fake?"
"I still think Mrs. Qi can cure it..."
"..That's right, isn't it said that officials protect each other..."
"We don't know how they checked behind closed doors..."
"..The powerful naturally take care of the powerful..."
There are more and more such doubts and discussions, and Wang Qingchun was very happy to hear it.
So what if you say it, so what if you come forward to testify. After all, you, Prince Dingxihou, will never be able to clean up what happened this time!
Before Wang Qingchun could laugh, a shoe flew out of nowhere and hit him in the face.
"Officials protect each other!" accompanied by curses.
Wang Qingchun shouted bad luck and was no longer in the mood to listen to the pleasant noise outside. He asked someone to put up the notice and hurriedly went in.*** (To be continued)
