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Chapter 1 Seeking a doctor

In a low thatched house, a little boy was curled up on a wooden bed, humming in a low voice. A thin little girl was beside him, fanning him gently.

The room was stuffy and hot, and big beads of sweat dripped from the girl's forehead, but she didn't bother to wipe them.

"Brother, are you feeling better?" After a while, the boy's voice became smaller and smaller and gradually disappeared. The girl felt something was wrong, so she asked the little boy softly, but received no response.

Her heart sank, and she raised her voice and called again, but still didn't hear a response.

She quickly put down the cattail leaf fan in her hand and looked at her brother carefully, but she saw that his face turned pale and he no longer knew what was going on.

She couldn't help but exclaimed: "Brother, brother, wake up!" She reached out and touched her brother's forehead, but it was frighteningly hot.

Hey, the child continues to have a high fever, what should I do? There are no ready-made antipyretics or anti-inflammatory drugs at hand. As a clinician graduated from the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, Sun Zhuqing, who has traveled to ancient times, does nothing but perform a simple acupressure on him.

, there is no other good way.

If she delays any longer, the child will have a febrile convulsion, which will become even more difficult to control. She must find a doctor to diagnose and treat him!

While Zhuqing shouted for help, she massaged Fengchi, Hegu and other acupoints on her younger brother Zhushan, hoping to wake him up as soon as possible.

Following her call, a thin middle-aged woman rushed in.

"What's wrong with Shan'er?" The woman even had a torn apron tied around her waist, her hands were stained with dust, and her hair was wet with sweat. After she ran in, she saw her unconscious little son at a glance, and she immediately became anxious.

He shouted: "Zhushan, wake up, wake up!"

She was the wife of Zhuqing and his wife. She was doing farm work outside the house when she heard her daughter calling and rushed in.

"Mom, my brother must call a doctor for him immediately!" Zhuqing said.

Seeing her mother's helpless look, Zhu Qing knew she had to calm down at this moment.

"Yes, yes, please call the doctor. But the medicine prepared by Dr. Sun is of no use..." Zhu Qingniang's first reaction was Dr. Sun, whom the family often invited.

But with his son looking like this, Dr. Sun's medicine obviously didn't work.

"What can we do about this? Oh, the head of the family is not here either! Shan'er, Shan'er!" Zhu Qingniang hugged her little son anxiously and cried.

"Otherwise, I'll go find Doctor Qian! I heard that Doctor Qian's medical skills are much better than Dr. Sun!" Zhu Qing thought of Doctor Qian who was ten miles away from home.

At this time, there was no other choice. Her mother was stunned for a moment, looked at the dying son in her arms, and finally nodded.

"Zhuqing, can you do it? Otherwise, go call your second uncle..." Looking at her young daughter, Zhuqing Niang was a little worried.

"Brother, I can't wait any longer. I'm leaving now!" Zhu Qing knew that rescuing people was like putting out fires and he couldn't waste a moment, so he set off immediately.

Summer rain always comes as soon as it comes. When Zhu Qing went out, the weather was fine. But after driving more than two miles, the sky suddenly became dark, followed by lightning and thunder, and it started to rain heavily.

Down.

The overwhelming rain fell like beans, and in a short time, Zhu Qing's clothes were soaked through.

She didn't bring an umbrella, and the clothes she wore were all made of coarse cloth. After being soaked by the rain, the coarse cloth clung tightly to her body, making it even more uncomfortable. There was already mud under her feet, and she

I'm glad I didn't wear the only pair of cloth shoes.

She raised her hand to rub her eyes, wiped her eyes with the inside of her sleeve that was not wet yet, squinted her eyes hard to see the road ahead clearly, and then continued walking forward step by step.

The road was slippery and difficult, and although she was very careful, she still fell more than once along the way.

By the time Zhuqing arrived at the home of the famous doctor Qian Zhong, she had become a little clay figurine.

Mr. Qian's house is a large blue-brick house with five rooms in a row surrounded by a large courtyard. The high courtyard wall, the vermilion-painted door, and the brass door knocker all reflect the wealthy family background of the owner.

Zhuqing stood at the door, reaching out to fasten the copper ring, but she still shrank a little. However, thinking of her little brother who was lying on the bed at home with a painful look on his face, she still mustered up the courage to reach out and knock on the door.

"Is Doctor Qian at home? Is Doctor Qian here?" The girl's trembling voice was not so clear amid the heavy rain.

"Woof woof woof..." A loud and fierce dog bark suddenly sounded in the yard.

Zhuqing shrank subconsciously when she heard the dog barking, but she gritted her teeth and knocked on the door again.

"Who is it? It's a rainy day!" The door was suddenly opened, and a big black dog jumped out of the yard.

Seeing Zhuqing, the big dog rushed over and said, "Woah... woof!"

Zhuqing screamed subconsciously, took a step back, and then suddenly slipped and fell into the rain.

"Wangcai, get out!" The person who opened the door shouted and drove the big dog away.

Then he saw the little girl lying in the rain at the door.

"Hey, little girl, are you knocking on the door? What are you doing on this rainy day?" The person who opened the door was a fat middle-aged man with a round belly and looked at Zhu with an unkind expression.

green.

Zhuqing got up from the ground quite embarrassedly, because she had just been frightened by the black dog, and her hands were still shaking a little.

She tried her best to stand up straight, and then said in the most respectful manner: "Uncle, I'm here to seek medical treatment. My brother is sick, very seriously, so I came here specially to ask Dr. Qian to see him.

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"Didn't you see it's raining so hard? Doctor Qian won't be visiting today!" Before she could finish her sentence, the fat middle-aged man cut her off.

This little girl wearing such shabby clothes clearly didn't have the money to pay for the consultation. She actually wanted her master to go to the clinic in the rain! The man didn't even think about it and refused.

Zhuqing bit her lip subconsciously, then suppressed the grievance in her heart, and continued to plead softly: "Uncle, just be okay! If my brother wasn't really seriously ill, I wouldn't

Such a heavy rain is coming. Just tell Doctor Qian!"

The middle-aged man looked impatient: "Doctor Qian is not free today! He has to make pills and can't leave!"

What he said was not a lie. The master was indeed preparing a pill. So he felt quite confident when he refused.

Seeing that he was not accommodating at all, Zhu Qing couldn't help but feel anxious and annoyed when he thought of his pale brother lying on the bed: "Uncle, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Doctor Qian is the best doctor here within a hundred miles."

, I will definitely not do anything to save him. You should ask Dr. Qian! If something goes wrong with my brother this time, and Dr. Qian refuses to treat me, it will not be good for his reputation!"

This girl actually talks softly and hard. She talks both softly and implicitly. If her master doesn’t go to see a doctor, her reputation will be ruined?

The fat middle-aged man was stunned by what she said, and then became a little angry.

"Little girl, my master's medical fees are not cheap. Do you have the money to pay for the doctor's treatment for you?" Looking at Zhu Qing's wet old clothes, the middle-aged man said with ridicule.

Hearing him mention the medical fee, Zhuqing felt a little embarrassed. She was busy looking for a doctor for her brother at the time, and she didn't have any money with her. But she had absolutely no intention of not paying for the medical fee.

"As long as Dr. Qian treats my brother, I will definitely pay the consultation fee no matter what!" she responded loudly.

"Two taels of silver, bring it first and I'll pass it on to you!" Zhu Qing was startled as soon as the middle-aged man spoke.

Two taels of silver? Their family never had that much income in a year.

The little money her father earned from farming all year round was barely enough for the family to feed and clothe themselves. It was impossible to have so much money.

Besides, the family can't save so much money. After all, my brother is weak and it's common for him to take medicine and see a doctor.

"Uncle, could you please do me a favor and pass the money on to me first? I promise you will not be short of money!" Zhu Qing blushed and begged softly again.

A penny stumps a heroic man. She really has no money in her pocket now.

"Little girl, are you kidding? What are you doing here if you don't have money? Collect the consultation fee first and then see the doctor. This is Doctor Qian's rule! If you don't have any money, then go back. Don't waste time!" the middle-aged man said.

With a smile on his face, he turned around and walked back to the yard. With a wave of his hand, the red door was closed. In the yard, a dog barked faintly.

The rain was still falling. Zhu Qing looked at the closed door and refused to give up.

She had traveled ten miles to get here early in the morning. She was shivering in the rain, but she still didn't send the doctor back. This time, her brother's illness was so severe and rapid that she really didn't know if it could be cured.

Get through it.

She gritted her teeth and was about to continue knocking on the door when a mule cart stopped.

The coachman wearing a raincoat turned his head, shook off the rainwater falling on his bamboo hat, and asked her angrily: "Hey, girl, is this Qian Bingren's house?"

Zhuqing didn't know Doctor Qian's name, but he thought the person who came here must be Doctor Qian. So he nodded: "Yes. But Doctor Qian won't be visiting today."

"Can the doctor still come to see you? It doesn't make sense!" The coachman looked at Zhu Qing and saw that she was soaked by the rain and her face was a little pale. He couldn't help but said: "It's raining so hard, girl, do you want anything?"

Get in the car and take shelter from the rain?”

This was like meeting a kind-hearted person. Zhuqing felt warm in his heart, but still subconsciously refused: "Thank you, no need, uncle. My whole body is wet, and your car is even wet."


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