Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Chapter 506 Only the House Has Not Changed
Sun Xiang immediately stretched out his hand. "I've heard that Lord Meng is a medical practitioner. When the city wall was first built, he personally treated many patients. I'm lucky enough to have Lord Meng diagnose my pulse today..."

"Lord Sun, please don't talk for now." Meng Changqing calmed down and carefully felt the touch of his fingertips.

It turned out that he was poisoned, and his stomach, intestines, liver and gallbladder were severely damaged, most of the poison entered his body through the mouth.

Meng Changqing let go of his hand, let the other party straighten his sleeves, and asked in a low voice: "What did you eat that made you feel uncomfortable in your stomach?"

"I didn't eat anything." Sun Xiang thought seriously, "I live in the government office now, and all my meals and drinks are prepared in the kitchen of the government office. I eat what everyone else eats, and there is nothing special about it."

"Then when did you start to feel unwell?" Meng Changqing couldn't find out the source of the poison, so he could only start from the time.

"It was after I moved back to the government office." Sun Xiang was very sure of this. "In fact, before I moved out of the government office last time, I had similar symptoms. But after I moved out, I took medicine for a while and gradually got better. Now that I'm back at the government office, my old illness has relapsed..."

As he spoke, he felt something was wrong and his expression became more and more serious.

"Could it be that my stomach is not used to the food that the prefect brought from the Central Plains?"

"Have you ever suspected that someone poisoned you?" Meng Changqing believed that he must have had suspicions.

"You mean, I'm poisoned?" Sun Xiang's face was full of surprise.

"Most likely." Meng Changqing also had the habit of not making absolute statements when diagnosing illnesses.

"What kind of poison is it?" After Sun Xiang was surprised, fear spread in his heart, and he felt a chill all around him.

"I don't know, but judging from the symptoms you're experiencing, it's probably toxins from plants, and they're not very toxic. But if it goes on for a long time, it'll kill you sooner or later." Meng Changqing said to Sun Xiang, "My Lord, be careful about what you put in your mouth."

After a brief moment of shock, Sun Xiang asked hurriedly, "Master Meng, is there any medicine that can cure my poison?"

"I don't know much about detoxification." Meng Changqing said honestly: "You'd better find a doctor with good medical skills to take a closer look. You need to remove the toxins from your body as soon as possible, and never..."

Meng Changqing didn't finish his words, but Sun Xiang understood what he meant.

"If the poison is removed as soon as possible, will it be harmful to the body?" Sun Xiang asked again.

Meng Changqing looked at him for a while before saying, "The damage to your organs cannot be reversed. Even if a famous doctor quickly removes the toxins for you, you must not drink alcohol anymore and take good care of yourself in order to extend your life as much as possible."

The surprise on Sun Xiang's face was more real than before. "I know." His voice was dry, and there was a hard-to-disguise fierceness in his eyes.

Seeing Sun Xiang was about to walk past her, Meng Changqing called him over and asked, "Master Sun, do you have any paper or pen with you?"

Sun Xiang took out a stack of paper and a charcoal pencil from his small bag and handed them to Meng Changqing, "That's all."

Meng Changqing took it and squatted down to write a prescription. "If you can't find a famous doctor for a while, you can follow this prescription and try it for now." Meng Changqing returned the paper and pen to the other party and said, "Master Sun, please take care of yourself."

Sun Xiang took it solemnly and returned the greeting: "Thank you, Lord Meng."

Meng Changqing watched Sun Xiang walk away before turning around and leaving the Liangzhou government office.

I still remember that I drank with Wei Fangyun here to celebrate the success. Today, these are the only houses in the Liangzhou government office that have not changed.

Only after leaving the gate of Yangmen County and entering Beishan County did Meng Changqing feel relieved.

It seemed that the wind and snow had softened.

The group slowed down and walked leisurely back to the county government office.

When they could see the county government office from a distance, Bafang shouted, "Master, Master, Lord Bai, we must make a hot pot when we go back!"

Meng Changqing nodded in agreement, and Xi Bei even said, "We need to heat up a few more bottles of wine! You two are too young to drink, so Lord Bai and I can just drink together."

Chu Mufeng also nodded in a pretentious manner, "Master Xi is right."

When Bafang heard that they would not take him to drink, he immediately drove his horse faster, away from them and approached Meng Changqing, "Master, I have a frozen leg of lamb in the yard, which is just right for hot pot. There are also bean sprouts and tofu in the kitchen..."

Meng Changqing swallowed his saliva and said, "Okay, stop talking, and go back and eat!"

The four of them unconsciously quickened their pace and when they reached the east gate, Meng Changqing went to lead Bafang's horse, wanting him to get to the kitchen faster.

Unexpectedly, the yamen runner who came to greet him said, "Sir, Lord Cao from Weishan County is waiting for you in the front yamen."

The four people who had just entered the room were collectively stunned, and Bafang asked, "Then do you still want to eat hot pot?"

"Eat! Go get it." Xi Bei waved her hands in all directions, "The three of us will eat first. Chang Qing can come back to eat when he's done."

"Okay!" Bafang ran to the kitchen without looking back.

Meng Changqing took off her cold-proof gear, drank a few sips of hot tea, and relaxed for a while before going to see Cao Hongxing.

"Lord Cao." Meng Changqing said politely as he entered the room, "Thank you for waiting for me, Lord Cao."

"Lord Meng, you are too polite. It is impolite of me to come to visit you without permission." Cao Hongxing did not come empty-handed. He brought two ink sticks for Meng Changqing, which he had made himself in his early years.

The gift was very appropriate, so Meng Changqing had no need to refuse it. He accepted it after expressing his thanks.