Beauty is too weak to be bullied

Chapter 52 She Shouldn't Do This Business
The afternoon breeze brushed lazily over the treetops, and the leaves made a "crash, clatter".

Du Qingtan sat in front of the window practicing calligraphy, and from time to time raised his head and listened quietly.

Outside the door, there are the sounds of neighbors talking and laughing, as well as the sound of cars and horses passing by, but there is no sound of Dugu Buqiu.

This person went for several days, but never heard from him.

It made her wait every day, hope every day, and be disappointed every day.

Mrs. Yang took Yu Po to do needlework on the porch, and she also whispered to Dugu Buqiu: "I haven't seen anyone making a living properly. Next time he comes, I have to persuade him. Otherwise, if he becomes a family, what will he eat?" ?”

Du Qingtan's ears were sharp, and when he heard about a married couple, he asked, "Who is the aunt talking about?"

Yang said perfunctorily: "The clan only gave us one mu of land after all, and the four mu of land we want to buy has not yet been settled. In the future, it will not be enough for you siblings to share."

The world is unpredictable, and Du Qingtan didn't dare to insist that he didn't want it. He only comforted her and said, "Wait for me to make money, wait for me to make money."

Yang just smiled and didn't have the heart to expose the truth.

It has been four days since the last doctor came to the door, and no more patients came to the door.

She was quite worried before that Du Qingtan would go his own way and insist on taking the path of food medicine, which would affect his future and marriage, so she always wanted to try to persuade him to come back.

This time there is no need to worry, there are no patients, so the flag will naturally die down and be honest.

"Wu Niang, you are in good spirits now, and it's time to pick up the girl. Come on, give you a piece of cloth, and continue sewing."

Mrs. Yang handed over a piece of cloth, coaxing the child and said: "I have learned how to work together with us to make money. Now you don't need to spend money on medicine, but you can save money, which will be used as a dowry for you in the future."

When the crisis was over, Yang went to the garment store he had been working with to pick up jobs, but he kept doing it whenever he had time. If he didn't consider whether the Xiao family would retaliate, these days would be more and more exciting.

Suddenly, Mrs. Wang ran over and said, "Wu Niang! The Zhou family in Dongqu has a child with abdominal pain. I would like to invite you to go and have a look."

Yang frowned, this is really not happy.

Du Qingtan did not refuse. It is too difficult for ordinary people to seek medical treatment, and many children die young. Generally, abdominal pain is an emergency. Although she may not be able to cure it, she knows better than ordinary people.

So I called Cailan, took the small medicine box and left.

As soon as she left, someone came from the house.

Wu Pengju took several slaves and knocked on the door of Du's house with a whip.

Old Yutou came out to deal with it. When he saw this group of people in fresh clothes and angry horses, and their arrogant demeanor, he shrank a little with fright, and said tremblingly: "May I ask you, who are you looking for?"

Wu Pengju said: "I'm looking for Du Wuniang. Dugu told her before, asking her to see a doctor for my nephew."

Speaking of Dugu not asking, Lao Yutou was not afraid anymore, but he couldn't believe the noble young man who appeared out of nowhere, so he stood on tiptoe and looked around: "Why don't you see Mr. Dugu?"

"He's sick." Wu Pengju didn't want to waste time with such an old man, so he said impatiently, "Where's Du Wuniang?"

Old Yutou hurriedly said: "I was invited to see a doctor."

"Hey! Someone really invited her to see a doctor!" Wu Pengju laughed.

He had seen Du Qingtan offer prescriptions to the King of Liang to treat illnesses, and although he felt that she was indeed capable, he did not regard her as a real doctor.

This time, if his nephew really had no other way to cure him, and Dugu didn't ask for another strong recommendation, he didn't even think about inviting Du Qingtan.

At that moment, I really became interested, and asked: "Where did she go?"

Old Yutou dare not speak.

Wu Pengju got impatient and said wildly, "This ignorant old slave! Where's your Patriarch?"

When Yang heard the commotion, she rushed out. Seeing Wu Pengju's attire, she knew that she was different from ordinary people. She hurriedly greeted him and asked, "I don't know your name?"

Wu Pengju saw that although Yang's clothes were simple and his face was old, he spoke and behaved very calmly, like a housewife, so he put away his arrogance.

"Wu Shishilang, my father is the king of Anping County. Dugu is my good friend. The last time Du Wuniang went to the Liang Palace to offer prescriptions, I took her there."

"It turns out that a distinguished guest is coming. I'm sorry. Please come in and serve tea. Wu Niang will be back later."

Yang loved Wu and Wu, and thanked Wu Pengju for helping her family a lot, and she was very polite.

Wu Pengju didn't have the mind to go in and sit idle: "Why don't you lead me there, and just pick me up there."

Children are different from adults, and he happened to see how Du Qingtan treats patients.

Yang didn't dare to refuse, so she told old Yutou to take care of the house, and took Yu Po to lead the way.

Du Qingtan has already entered Zhou's house.

Zhou's family is much poorer than Wang's, so it's no exaggeration to say that the family is destitute.

It was a little girl who was sick, and the most painful time had passed, she just lay in the arms of Mrs. Zhou and sobbed softly.

Mrs. Wang lured Du Qingtan in, and first boasted about her skills: "You are beautiful and kind-hearted, and your skills are not bad. She saved King Liang! If you have met a fairy, you will breathe fairy air. She also saved my Sanlang!"

Du Qingtan seldom felt embarrassed because his blowing was too outrageous, but his skin was naturally cold and pale, the red color couldn't show through, and he still looked gentle and calm.

Mrs. Zhou didn't know this, she stared at her eagerly and said: "Please also ask the doctor to help our Lan Niang, she has been sick for several years, her hair is intermittent, she can't afford to eat, she is skinny. "

The little girl looked at Du Qingtan timidly, her small face was yellow and thin, and the clothes on her body were dirty, torn and torn, but barely covered her body.

Miss Wang was afraid that Du Qingtan would dislike her, so she said loudly: "Ah! You lazy woman! No matter how poor you are, you should wash the child clean! What do you think!"

Mrs. Zhou hurriedly said: "Oh, oh, let's go..."

But the little girl covered her belly and cried again: "It hurts, it hurts, I hurt..."

Du Qingtan told her to lie down, raised her legs, relaxed her abdomen, and pressed her fingertips to check: "Where does it hurt, if I touch it, tell me."

It's pain around the navel.

When you touch it with your hands, it is a lump that gathers and disperses.

It hurts when you move, but it doesn't hurt when you don't move.

Du Qingtan then asked: "She usually relieves herself, but is there worms in her stool?"

Mrs. Zhou said embarrassingly: "I can see you occasionally."

"Will you have convulsions and teeth grinding at night?"

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Du Qingtan said, "It's worm disease. I'll prescribe a prescription..."

She stopped suddenly, and to treat this disease, Wumei Pills and Huachong Pills are commonly used, but there should be only Wumei Pills in Datang's pharmacy.

There is ginseng in it, so it must be expensive... It is obviously impossible for the Zhou family to buy medicine for themselves.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have found her.

"I hurt, I hurt..." The little girl started crying again.

Du Qingtan looked at the sky in despair, she regretted it, she shouldn't be in this line of work.

Seeing this kind of patient, she couldn't bear to walk away, but, should she pay for it out of her own pocket to save people?
(End of this chapter)