The house Hu San rented was a two-entry courtyard with a brick gatehouse.
"The mud wall is peeling off, do you need to repair it?" Hu San asked.
Xiaoqu took the other three people to help Aru'a organize her luggage, while Qi Yue, the hands-off shopkeeper, followed the housekeeper Hu San to inspect the residence.
"If you want to live there soon, I will move there when the prince comes back..." Hu San said.
Before he finished speaking, Qi Yue glared at him.
"I'm not going to live with him. It's not like I don't have a place to live. I'm here to visit relatives, not to seek refuge," she said.
Hu San just laughed.
"That's right, let him be your son-in-law." He smiled.
Qi Yue laughed.
"Then I'll go find someone to repair it tomorrow and wait for the new son-in-law to come." Hu San said with a smile.
It's fun to joke with Qi Yue, and you don't have to worry about being scratched.
"Go, go, we have to celebrate the New Year here, so we need to practice well." Qi Yue said with a smile.
It takes more than a day or two to make good repairs. Qi Yue went to stay at the inn for the time being and did not officially check in until the third day.
The snow has been cleared away, red lanterns are hung in the newly renovated yard, and the aroma of food comes from the kitchen, making the small yard feel like home.
Qi Yue stood at the door of the house watching Hu San, Xiao Qu and others hanging lanterns.
"Xiaoqu, is there any news about Chang Yuncheng?" she asked.
"Yes, he said he was rushing back from the capital." Xiaoqu replied.
That would take more than twenty days.
Qi Yue counted the days.
"You were not discovered when you inquired, right?" she asked again.
Xiaoqu smiled and nodded.
"It's a coincidence that the group of people I know have all changed defenses with the prince. I recognize the remaining ones, but they don't recognize me," he said.
At this point he paused.
"However, it seems that something has happened recently, and everyone is very busy." Xiaoqu said, "It seems that I have to pick up someone, and the boss is very tight-lipped, and they don't know."
Qi Yue nodded indifferently.
As he was talking, there was a knock on the door.
"Is it the doctor? Is there a doctor living here?"
Accompanied by the man's thick voice.
They came here without any preparation to practice medicine, so the only people who knew they were doctors were...
Qi Yue raised her chin, and Hu San ran to open the door.
A man broke in and when he saw Qi Yue standing under the eaves, he knelt down and kowtowed.
"Thank you, doctor, for saving your life. Thank you, doctor, for saving your life." He shouted with a vibrato.
Qi Yue was busy asking people to help her.
This man was so strong that Hu San didn't even try to hold him up, but almost made him fall down.
It was Xiaoqu and others who stepped forward to stop him and help him up.
An expert would know if someone was there as soon as he made a move. The big man naturally noticed that Xiaoqu and the others were capable, and stood up obediently as he was slightly surprised.
"So your brother is fine, right?" Qi Yue asked.
The man named Dachun nodded, looking excited.
"Yes, yes, I woke up that night and ate something. Now I can walk in the field and even go to the barracks," he said.
Thinking of the people in the barracks whose jaws dropped when they saw Daniel, he couldn't help but want to laugh.
"Be careful not to get water on the wound, and eat more good food to take care of it." Qi Yue said with a smile, "Go to a doctor to prescribe some medicine or apply it."
"You are the doctor, why are you looking for other doctors?" Dachun said hurriedly.
Qi Yue smiled and said nothing.
Here Dachun thought of something and took out a money bag.
"I wonder if the medical fee is enough?" he said with some anxiety.
Bringing the dead back to life, life-saving medical treatment is very expensive.
Danniu's family didn't have any money, so he borrowed money from several families to get so much money.
However, this is mostly for him, and for this woman...
His eyes fell on the Zhu Chai on the woman's head. Mrs. Guard had never brought such a good one...
Of course, this lowly soldier only saw the guard's wife from a distance once.
Qi Yue reached out to take it, weighed it, and poured half of it out.
"That's enough," she said, handing back the remaining purse.
I was so happy in the spring that I hurriedly took it.
Hu San on the side curled his lips, this man is really sincere...
After giving the money, Dachun hesitated to speak.
"If you have anything to say, please be happy, man." Qi Yue said with a smile.
"That's right..." Dachun rubbed his hands, feeling a little uneasy, "I still have a few brothers, I wonder if I can ask my wife to show them to me?"
"Okay, I'm a doctor. Since there are patients, I naturally have to see them." Qi Yue said with a smile.
Dachun was relieved and happy to be relieved of a heavy burden, but he thought of something.
"Those are poor soldiers. Madam, don't dislike them..." he murmured.
Firstly, I don’t have much money, and secondly, the place I live in is shabby.
"Okay, don't be polite. I am a doctor. When do people come to see a doctor? When they are sick, when they are not good, when they are at their worst, who is looking for us when they are nice, clean and shiny? We dislike patients.
, then don’t be a doctor." Qi Yue said with a smile, "Go and leave an address for my apprentice and make an appointment for me to come over."
Dachun was overjoyed and thanked Qi Yue profusely, then looked at Hu San and nodded and bowed. He no longer had the majesty he had at the city gate.
After telling Hu San the address, Dachun didn't even dare to make an appointment. He just said it was convenient for the lady and left in a hurry.
Stepping on the thick snow, Dachun ran all the way to a military camp and walked all the way to the low innermost barracks, where there were already four or five men in old military robes stretching their necks and looking around.
"Spring is back." they shouted happily.
Seven or eight men in the same clothes ran out of the house.
"How is it?" they shouted around Dachun in confusion.
"I agree, I agree." Dachun shouted happily.
These men were immediately overjoyed and rushed into the room one after another. There was a row of large Kangs in the dim room, and more than a dozen people were lying on the Kangs. They were all moaning, or their arms or legs had their heads bandaged.
injured.
"When will you come?" someone asked impatiently.
This is a man with an injury on his leg, with a face full of expectations.
Seeing Da Niu walking again after being sentenced to death with injuries similar to his own, he felt as if he was grasping at the last straw to save his life.
"It would be great if they are willing to come, but I have the nerve to ask when they will come." Dachun said, "Anyway, don't worry, this lady is right, so everyone can just wait with peace of mind."
It was busy, and voices came from outside.
"Medicine is distributed, medicine is distributed, and everyone has to come and get their medicine themselves."
The voice was impatient as usual, but the wounded soldiers did not rush out to get medicine as usual.
"Fuck you, I don't want these useless medicines of yours!" someone shouted loudly.
What?
Are these people crazy?
The two men wearing gray cloth robes looked at each other in surprise.
"We always get these useless medicines. We don't want them now. We've hired our own doctors. You people from the military medical camp, get out of here." Dachun shouted, walking out of the room and staring at the two people.
The two of them stared at him, and then saw other people walking out one after another with support or crutches.
As expected, no one came forward.
"If you don't eat, I'll be defeated!" The two men in gray cloth robes came back to their senses and sneered, "I'm too lazy to serve you."
They waved their hands, and two soldiers beside them lifted a large load, with seven or eight small wooden barrels placed on it, from which the scent of medicine emanated.
"Let's go," they said, turning around and walking away.
At first, the people in the military medical camp didn't take it seriously. Nine times out of ten, these wounded soldiers were going to become disabled. They turned from good people into useless cripples. It was normal for their temperament to change drastically, but it happened several times in succession.
Only then did everyone realize that these wounded soldiers were serious.
"They said they hired a female doctor..."
"Yes, Dachun even had a quarrel with the guards because women were not allowed to enter the barracks..."
"Where did you get the woman? To cure the disease?"
"Yes, I feel confident to cause trouble because Daniel has been cured."
"Which one is awesome?"
"He was the boy who was ambushed and shot in the leg by a barbed arrow from a slave, but refused to have his leg amputated. Later, sepsis invaded his lungs and killed him."
"What? That? How could it be cured?"
"It's not just cured. Otherwise, why would those people be so confident in pursuing that woman?"
"If that's the case, then that woman really has some skills."
There was a lot of discussion in the room that smelled of medicine. Four or five people had gathered together and been talking lively for a long time, but there was only one man sitting in the corner, holding herbs in his hand. His face was dull, and he seemed to be unable to hear or see.
The excitement here.
"Dr. Qiao, what do you think?"
He couldn't see others, but others could see him, so someone asked.
Qiao Minghua lowered his head and cut the medicine, with a sneer on his lips.
"What are you looking at? Is there anything interesting to see?" he said blankly.
Everyone knew about his weird temper and exchanged glances.
"Okay, okay, if they don't want to take the medicine, just don't take it. We have to prepare some. They are not the only ones who need the medicine." Someone greeted, and everyone dispersed and went about their business.
At this time, Qi Yue was also busy in the wounded barracks.
The injured here are all typical traumatic infections. The wounds caused by swords in the cold weapon era. Without timely debridement and prevention of infection, the injuries that should not have been fatal and disabled developed into incurable injuries. Fortunately, Qi Yue carried him with him.
He got some penicillin and it became a magical skill to bring the dead back to life.
"The anesthetic is gone for the time being. How about you wait until tomorrow for me to operate on you?" she asked, looking at the injured person lying in front of her.
Tomorrow? After waiting for so long, there is finally hope. The injured person doesn’t want to wait for a moment anymore.
"I'm not afraid of pain. I wasn't afraid of pain even when half of my leg was cut off." He said hurriedly.
"But debridement is more painful than that." Qi Yue said.
Before he finished speaking, he heard noise coming from outside.
"What's going on? I heard that you actually let women into the barracks! Are you all impatient?"
A clear male voice shouted, accompanied by the matching voices of others.
"I know you are hurt and uncomfortable, but you can't act recklessly..." the voice continued, coming towards the house with footsteps.
"Mr. Jiang, we are not fooling around. The people in the military medical camp cannot cure us. We just want to find a way out."
"What a way out! A woman can give you a way out? What a joke!"
"Sir, you are not joking, this lady is a miracle doctor!"
"Gungun, what kind of miracle doctor! Let's see what kind of magic this miracle doctor is..."
Having said this, the door of the house was kicked open, and a tall and thin man walked in carelessly. Behind him were four or five men carrying swords and arrows. They seemed to have just come down from the battlefield, and they seemed to be
Just got back from eating, drinking and having fun.
The moment the door opened, Qi Yue stood up and turned around.
The eyes of the men who came in all felt bright.
"Wow, she is indeed a beauty! She is still so young!"
"Come on, I win, give me money, give me money..."
The men immediately started laughing, but the man who took the lead in came in and was stunned like a thunderbolt.
No way?
You're not dreaming, are you?
Who did he see?
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How many chapters are left before I finish it? How many chapters are left?*** (To be continued)
