Ordinary observers in fast time travel

The woman was wearing a veil and tilted her head as if she was listening to something. Her hand was on the wrist of the man opposite her, and she was pressing lightly with three fingers. It turned out that she was taking his pulse.

There were three or four people standing next to them, all looking at the woman nervously.

After a long time, the woman put down her hands, and the corners of her mouth under the veil slightly raised.

"Doctor Zhao, how is it? Can Dingkun get better?" Old Madam Ling asked nervously.

Shi Jia nodded, "Okay, but it will take time."

"It doesn't matter. It will take any time as long as Dingkun can be cured." Old Madam Ling quickly expressed her opinion.

"Doctor Zhao, the imperial physician examined my pulse before. The remaining poison has already penetrated deep into my bone marrow. I'm afraid it will be difficult to remove." What Ling Dingkun wanted to say was, don't waste your energy, the poison in the bone marrow cannot be removed.

Shi Jia blinked in surprise. "Deep into the bone marrow? Your poison has indeed spread all over your body, but it has not penetrated into your bone marrow. With my medical skills, it is not a problem to remove the poison from your body."

She looked at Madam Ling again, "Madam, if you want to treat Young Master Ling, you must have enough patience, and Young Master Ling must fully cooperate."

"Don't worry, Doctor Zhao, Dingkun will definitely cooperate." Old Madam Ling glared at Ling Dingkun and assured him.

The latter sighed and did not hold out hope. Although his mother and brother praised Dr. Zhao to the skies, he still did not dare to believe it. First, he had seen too many "miracle doctors". Although they were not those who sought fame, they were also often exaggerated.

Second, he was worried that if he expected too much, he would still be disappointed in the end.

"Well, since Madam Ling believes in me, I will naturally do my best to treat him." Shi Jia said, "Now let's discuss the treatment plan for Master Ling."

Shi Jia glanced at Chuncao, who took out a thick notebook and sat next to her.

"Well, Chuncao, you take notes."

"Yes!"

"Young Master Ling has been poisoned for a long time. The poison has entered his meridians, causing blockages to varying degrees. This is also the reason why Young Master Ling cannot stand."

"So the first step is to clear the meridians for Mr. Ling. I will use acupuncture for this step. I will also divide acupuncture into several steps. The first three days will focus on clearing the meridians. After three days, clearing the meridians and removing the remaining toxins will be done at the same time."

"Of course, during this journey, I will prescribe medicine to warm the body and cooperate with the treatment."

"The second step is to remove the poison. According to my treatment method, Master Ling's body should recover a lot in about half a month. At this time, I will give Master Ling antidotes. However, the poison has been in Master Ling's body for several years, so the antidote may not work in one dose. I may need to adjust the prescription several times."

"Finally, once the toxins in Young Master Ling's body are completely removed, we will begin recuperating Young Master Ling. This will take at least three months..."

Shi Jia likes to make her treatment plan clear in advance. Of course, she will not follow it rigidly. If the plan is not right, she will formulate a new plan.

Although they didn't quite understand what was said, they felt more confident. They thought that by following Shi Jia's treatment plan, their eldest son/eldest brother/eldest uncle would be able to fully recover.

Even Young Master Ling, the person involved, suddenly gained a little confidence.

"This is my idea for treatment. Please feel free to let me know if you have any comments." Shi Jia picked up the teacup and took a sip. He felt a little thirsty after talking so much.

"No, no, Doctor Zhao, your plan is great. According to what you said, my son will definitely recover." Old Madam Ling said.

"Yes, old lady, you can just wait to hold your grandson when the time comes." Nanny Qin agreed.

Shi Jia felt "awed and stunned" when he heard this.

"Hahaha." Old Madam Ling laughed heartily. Ling Dingkun was extremely embarrassed, but he didn't say anything. Having an heir was not only a concern for his mother, but also for him.

After laughing, Shi Jia suggested starting treatment. Of course, the treatment couldn't be done in the hall, so for convenience, they came to Ling Dingkun's yard.

The treatment process was not difficult for Shi Jia at all. He completed the acupuncture step by step, and as expected, received amazement from the whole room.

Before leaving, Shi Jia pricked Ling Dingkun's fingertip and took 10 ml of blood to study.

Three days later, Ling Dingkun's meridians were initially unblocked, and he felt the difference on the spot. Usually his lower back and legs were cold, but now he actually felt a little warmth.

He moved tentatively and found strength!

"Master! Can your legs move?" the servant Qing Mo exclaimed.

"Yes." Ling Dingkun was also surprised, "Quick! Help me."

"Okay, uncle, lean on my shoulder and take it slow." Qing Mo was so excited that tears were about to come out.

Ling Dingkun gritted his teeth and nodded. In fact, he was not feeling well, but he finally felt the strength in his legs and was able to stand up. He was afraid that all this was a dream and he was afraid that he would wake up at any time.

So, even though it hurt, he couldn't help but want to stand up and walk.

"Don't move!" Shi Jia was terrified. She had just gone out to discuss the adjustment of Ling Dingkun's treatment plan with Madam Ling. When she turned around, she saw this frightening scene. Without saying a word, she rushed over and restrained Ling Dingkun.

"Hurry up and put him on the bed." Shi Jia ordered Qing Mo. If she wasn't as strong as an ordinary girl, she would have done it herself.

"Ah, yes, yes!" Qing Mo was startled.

"Ling Dingkun, I know how you feel right now, but you can't get out of bed yet." Shi Jia warned seriously, "Your meridians are still too fragile and may get blocked again at any time."

The blood vessels that have been unblocked with great difficulty may cause blood clots again if you get excited!

"Qing Mo, come here for a moment. I will teach you a set of massage techniques. Give your uncle a massage every morning and evening. It will help his recovery." Shi Jia said and then looked at Ling Dingkun, "You can try to get out of bed and walk after at least seven days..."

Ling Dingkun looked at the veiled woman in front of him. Her tone was stiff and her bright eyes were filled with anger, but he felt that she was extremely beautiful at that moment!

He felt hot, as if he was in a steamer. He felt a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't bear to look away...

After Shi Jia had expressed her anger for a while, she finally calmed down. Seeing Ling Dingfeng's face as red as an apple, she suddenly felt embarrassed. Did she express too much anger just now?
Humph, who told him not to listen to the doctor's advice! "Ahem, did you hear that, Qing Mo?"

"Doctor Zhao, I know I was wrong. Don't worry, I will definitely look after you." Qing Mo was filled with shame and promised, patting his chest.

Shi Jia nodded, "Okay, I've adjusted the prescription, don't forget to get the medicine." She was about to leave, but when she turned around, she met a pair of excited eyes.

"Mrs. Ling, you didn't go back?" Shi Jia was embarrassed. She had just been talking to someone else's son for a long time! Although this was the doctor's heartache for the disobedient patient, Shi Jia still felt guilty.

"Doctor Zhao, did my son just walk?" Old Madam Ling said excitedly.

"Yes, Young Master Ling's meridians in his lower limbs have been mostly unblocked, and he can indeed move. But he can't move now. He needs to wait at least another seven days..." Shi Jia planned to repeat the doctor's advice.

Madam Ling waved her hands quickly, "Don't worry, we will definitely do as you say." Then she smiled, "Doctor Zhao, thank you so much. If it weren't for you, I would be crying all day long."

"Oh, by the way, Nanny Qin, I remember that Cuiyu Pavilion sent a lot of new headwear a few days ago. Please send them to Doctor Zhao's courtyard as soon as possible."

"Yes!" Nanny Qin walked away happily. Her back looked like a little girl of fifteen or sixteen years old. (End of this chapter)