Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 507
"Mother..." Xin Yi looked at the eldest princess in perplexity, and smiled slightly, "Sit down for a while, and I'll come when I go."

Young Master Qingyu is famous in Bianjing, even the women in the deep house know his name, and the eldest princess has also heard the legend that he looks like her own son.

Hearing this, she was startled, with slight displeasure on her face, but she didn't stop it.

"Don't be tired, take care of yourself."

Xin Yi saluted and asked Xingyuan to fetch the veiled hat to put on.

There was a veil covering her face, and the Eldest Princess looked a little better.

Xin Yi went out with Mrs. An, and found that besides Mr. Qingyu, there was another old acquaintance in the hall—Sun Yuzhi.

The predecessor of Xinyi Pharmacy was originally the Sun Family Pharmacy, and the furnishings in the main hall have not changed much. Sun Yuzhi looked at this place with a look of nostalgia on his face.

"Young master." Xin Yi only knew him, so he only greeted him.

Sun Yuzhi smiled warmly, introduced Mr. Qingyu to her, and saluted him politely.

"I heard that the lady is in the workshop today, Yuzhi is bold enough to ask the lady to use her skillfully."

Xin Yi returned the courtesy and asked the two to sit down, looking at Young Master Qingyu.

"I don't know where the young master is feeling unwell?"

Young Master Qingyu's Qingjun face was full of tiredness, his two sword eyebrows were slightly frowned, and there was a dark light of inquiry in his black eyes, but he saluted Xin Yi politely, but coughed before opening his mouth.

This coughing continued, phlegm came out of the throat, his handsome face was flushed red, even the roots of the ears on both sides were red.

Xin Yi handed him a loquat honey pill to swallow.

"Speak slowly, don't rush."

After a cough, Young Master Qingyu breathed a sigh of relief.

"I was ill a few years ago. I had an unbearable headache and a severe fever. I had a sore throat and a swollen cough. The doctor said that Qi deficiency and dampness are warm poison. Three doses of decoction were used to suppress it. The customers in Zili are so busy that they didn't dare to delay the business, so they performed a few performances with their sick bodies..."

He coughed again, his voice hoarse.

"Unexpectedly, it was the root cause of the disease. I coughed from time to time. It lasted for two days, and it lasted for two days. In the past few days, the cough has intensified and my throat is broken. I can't go on stage at all. No matter what soup or medicine I take, it won't help."

Seeing that he was coughing and wheezing badly, Sun Yuzhi nodded and hurriedly spoke on his behalf.

"Yu Du is from Yangzhou. He doesn't know much about Biancheng. He sought medical treatment everywhere but couldn't find the right solution. I couldn't bear him dragging his sick body to waste time and again, so I brought him to my wife."

Obviously, Yudu is the name of Young Master Qingyu.

Xin Yi listened calmly, motioned him to put his wrist on the pulse pillow, and inquired carefully about the whole course of the illness, then looked at this gentle and elegant sapphire young man, and found that he was much less similar to Fu Jiuqu at close range .

"Put out your tongue." She said, "Let me see your tongue coating."

Even if he is a handsome gentleman, sticking out his tongue is also indecent.

Young master Qingyu glanced at the looming woman under the veil, and slowly stuck out his tongue.

Xin Yi looked at it for a moment, "It's ok."

Sun Yuzhi asked, "How?"

Xin Yi switched hands to check the pulse, and said calmly: "It would be great if the young master came two days earlier."

Young Master Qingyu said: "Why?"

Xin Yi: "Mr. Zhou is better at treating warm poison typhoid fever."

Young Master Qingyu twitched slightly, "Where did the old man go?"

Xin Yi stared at him, "Young master's hometown, Yangzhou."

Young Master Qingyu grunted and smiled wryly, but he didn't show any great surprise, because the Guangling County King didn't know about Yangzhou, which was not news in Bianjing.

"It seems that Xiaosheng has bad luck."

Xin Yi didn't speak, and remained silent.

About Master Qingyu's illness, she had heard Fu Jiuqu mention it years ago, and from Fu Jiuqu's mouth, she knew that Master Qingyu had a bad complexion on stage, and she even made fun of Fu Jiuqu because of it, but she never expected it , the patient will eventually fall into his own hands.

"Your pulse condition..." She glanced at Young Master Qingyu hesitantly: "Floating and empty, long and scattered, with appearance but no interior, it is really a sign of insufficient body fluid, dissipated qi and blood, and empty and unrestrained viscera... "

Young Master Qingyu's expression tightened, "Can my lady be healed?"

Xin Yi let go of his hand, turned around to wash his hands, and then sat down again.

"I'll prescribe you a three-day decoction first. If you feel better after three days, you just need to come to the pharmacy to ask Dr. Ge to refill the medicine according to the prescription, and take care of it slowly. If you don't see obvious improvement in three days, you can come to me again... ..."

Succinct and clear.

Young Master Qingyu nodded his thanks, waited for Xin Yi to write the prescription, and got up to pick up the medicine.

Sun Yuzhi stayed behind, and asked Xin Yi softly, "What's wrong with his illness?"

This young master is not interested in the art of Qi and Huang, and only focuses on the imperial examination, but at least he was brought up by a doctor's parents. He has been exposed to medical theory since he was a child, and his sense of smell is much stronger than others.

When talking to a wise man, it is not easy to hide.

Xin Yi glanced at Young Master Qingyu's back, and asked questions instead of answering.

"The Young Master has a deep friendship with him?"

Sun Yuzhi smiled and said: "That's not true. I got to know Yu Du thanks to the lady's invitation to watch the Zhugong Tiao together. Later, I found out that he was renting in Yulin Lane, and saw him seeking medical treatment everywhere, so I helped .”

Xin Yi said: "The Shaodong family is a good person. Last time I heard people in Lingnan say that the Shaodong family introduced Duan Shizi of Dali to buy silver and lead feet for the merchants in the 36th cave. This time I saw you come forward to help Master Qingyu seek medical treatment. You are really enthusiastic."

Sun Yuzhi was not stupid, so he naturally noticed something wrong in her words.

He raised his sleeves and cupped his hands towards Xin Yi, "My lady shamed me too much. This is the habit of the children of doctors..."

After a pause, he sighed, "As for Duan Shizi, the government found me later and almost went to prison. After a long time, I was cleared of the suspicion. I was reprimanded by a letter from my father. At that time, I swore that I would never mind my own business... "

Xin Yi smiled and said, "Isn't this in charge again?"

Sun Yuzhi smiled awkwardly, "The country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Young Master Qingyu, and he smoothed things over for himself, "Don't look at Yu Du's extraordinary demeanor, but he is actually a lonely and helpless poor man. Besides, taking someone to see a doctor is doing good deeds and accumulating virtue, so it won't cause any trouble, right?"

Not long after Xin Yi came to this world, he had dealings with Sun Yuzhi.

She has a good impression of this young master.Recall that Sun Yuzhi treated her, this poor, ugly little widow with a bad reputation, with a pure heart, and offered to help her regardless of anything in return.

Warmth is in his nature.

Therefore, Xin Yi was afraid that his kindness would harm him.

"Young master's intentions are right, but people in this world are sinister, so you should be careful not to be used by others..."

Sun Yuzhi heard something mysterious, "Your lady is saying that he has a problem?"

Xin Yi smiled, "No, I'm referring to the matter of introducing Duan Shizi to Ale to buy silver lead feet."

Sun Yuzhi breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at her with shame, adding a bit of suspicion to her face.

"Yu Du's illness, what exactly is it?"

Xin Yi asked: "Did the Shaodong family check his pulse?"

Sun Yuzhi shook his head in embarrassment: "I haven't studied for many years, and I'm already unfamiliar with it. Yuzhi dare not mistake someone's illness."

Xin Yi thought about it, and smiled: "The doctor's diagnosis he saw was correct, that is, the temperature and poison entered the body, and he should have recuperated and recuperated, but he went on stage for several days, and the root cause of the disease fell. Let's talk about it after taking a few medicines first."

After a while, Young Master Qingyu picked up the medicine and came over, thanked Xin Yi again, and then left with Sun Yuzhi.

Xin Yi said goodbye to them with a smile, until the two figures disappeared in the street, then he restrained his expression, hurried back to the inner hall, and called Xingyuan.

"Prepare pen and ink, I want to write a letter to the county king."

　Fu Jiuqu: Write a letter?I've only been away for a day, and you miss me?

　　Xin Yi: Don't be smug, do the right thing.

　　Er Jin: Okay, both of you, please help me ask for a monthly pass.Do something serious~~

　　It's the end of the month, little sisters who have votes, don't forget to vote, huh, I love you!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)