I was a god in the 18th century

Chapter 207 Watching the Fun

This home is becoming more and more lively now. In addition to Mozart, who has just recovered from a serious illness and is recuperating, Haydn, who is in London, has also been invited to the home by Xia Qingdai.

Jane has been in a hot mood lately, looking like she is in love for the first time, and she is having a heated relationship with Thomas, the young Irish boy.

Thomas came to report almost every day. In addition to him, there were two pastors and deputy pastors of the diocese who also came to eat every day.

Xia Qingdai saw that Jane was so happy, but she was wondering whether to help her and use financial resources to facilitate their marriage.

However, she was afraid that if she directly interfered with the other person's first love, which originally ended in vain, Jane would lose inspiration in her writing, so she was very hesitant.

When she opened the door, Owen climbed up the stairs and met her head-on, followed by a tailor holding a box.

After the two parties greeted each other, Xia Qingdai smiled and said to the tailor: "Are my clothes ready?"

"Yes, Miss Xia, I have made it according to the painting you gave me." This tailor is a court tailor who serves the royal family. Xia Qingdai has customized many skirts from him through Bill, including the Lolita skirt.

"Let me see how it goes." Xia Qingdai happily led the tailor to the reception room on the second floor, and Owen followed silently behind her.

Xia Qingdai customized two sets of improved Chinese-style clothes. She directly found the pictures in modern times, then printed them into two-inch photos and gave them to the palace tailor.

Master Liang gave her a gift for entering a higher education, and she naturally wanted to reciprocate the gift, so she measured the size of her master and his wife and said that she would help them make two sets of clothes.

The old man who said goodbye might think she was wasting her money. After all, he knew Xia Qingdai's family situation. But it was my intention to give her hand-made clothes, so I happily let her have them tailored.

Xia Qingdai's custom-made Chinese men's clothing and improved cheongsam have never been seen by a palace tailor before, and they are even stranger than Lolita.

The latter was born out of the Rococo style after all. As for Chinese clothing, a tailor who has never left London in his life would have no idea, so he just copied it.

Even so, the clothes were delivered in just half a month. Customizing these two sets of clothes took less time than Xia Qingdai imagined, and the palace tailor really had some tricks up his sleeve.

The clothes are made of silk fabric with exquisite embroidery by the Qing embroiderers. They were brought back from the Qing Dynasty by British businessmen across the ocean. They are very expensive.

Xia Qingdai originally wanted to use the small silk rags she bought in modern times, but later she changed her mind after seeing exquisite oriental imported products in a tailor shop.

Anyway, she was not short of money, and the diamond necklace bought her another 45,000 pounds.

The investment in the law firm only cost more than a thousand pounds. The remaining money, Xia Qingdai kept 10,000 pounds as pocket money, and gave the rest to Owen to use it to play financial investments with a banker.

Xia Qingdai was not worried at all about Owen being tricked by the banker. Based on Owen's mathematics level, she felt that the banker should not be tricked by Owen.

Looking at the skirts and suits spread out on the small coffee table, Xia Qingdai nodded slightly. These two sets of clothes looked so exquisite, but she was a little worried that if she took the credit, the master's wife would ask her how she practiced embroidery.

The embroidery used for embellishment was so ingenious that she couldn't even understand the stitching.

I hope the master's wife won't ask and let her fool her.

However, thinking this way, Xia Qingdai would not fight an unprepared battle. She would go back to modern times to look up the knowledge about embroidery later, so that she would be prepared.

Regardless of how good your hands-on skills are, don’t show timidity when speaking.

After spending the day playing the piano, drawing, reading, sleeping, and swimming at home, Xia Qingdai returned to modern times and took out her customized box, several diagrams of internal organs, packed two sets of clothes, packed it up, and went out.

Today I followed Mr. Liang to Jiangda Affiliated Hospital, spending half a day in the outpatient department and half a day in the inpatient building. Among the hospitalized patients, there were several who were seriously ill and came here to seek traditional Chinese medicine treatment after surgery.

Mr. Liang is an old expert who was rehired from retirement. In fact, his main task is no longer to treat ordinary patients, but to be responsible for the leading figures in the province.

But Mr. Liang is a kind-hearted doctor and likes to treat outpatients and treat the general public.

Because he opened a clinic, at this time, not only patients from the province come here, but also people from the southern Hong Kong Island, Bay Area, Singapore, Malaysia, etc. fly over to seek medical treatment.

When Mr. Liang diagnoses the pulse, he will just talk about common minor illnesses in a few sentences. But if he diagnoses a serious illness, such as cancer, he will directly draw a simplified diagram of the patient's body anatomy and inform the patient of the location of the lesion.

Yesterday, I met three seriously ill patients. It took a while to draw pictures and explain them, which led to overtime work.

Usually when someone is seriously ill, everyone panics. It is impossible to believe it just by checking the pulse. I will take the sketch drawn by Mr. Liang and then go to the imaging department to check and confirm with modern equipment.

For a long time, Mr. Liang never failed to diagnose the pulse. Countless patients who originally just wanted Chinese medicine to regulate their bodies were saved by his diagnosis of hidden early-stage diseases, which was more accurate than a physical examination, and thus became famous.

However, his disciples and grandchildren generally did not have this level of pulse diagnosis, and he was helpless because he had no successors.

The reason why Mr. Liang likes Xia Qingdai so much is because her appearance gave him hope of inheriting his family's education.

The pulse was so accurate that Mr. Liang couldn't even do it at Xia Qingdai's age!
Recently, in addition to copying prescriptions from her master, Xia Qingdai also had to go home and practice sketching the internal organs. Today was the day she handed in her homework.

After a busy morning at the outpatient clinic, I didn't encounter any seriously ill patients who needed sketching, so I got off work on time.

When I was going to the cafeteria, I passed by the emergency surgery door downstairs and saw a bunch of people in nurses' uniforms gathered around. Xia Qingdai also expressed curiosity and looked back frequently.

"Master, there seems to be something going on over there. I'll go take a look."

"Okay. Go ahead. Xiao Wang, stay with your junior sister. Let's go to the cafeteria first."

Wang Junfeng stood at attention: "Yes, teacher!"

"Thank you, Senior Brother Wang."

Xia Qingdai smiled slightly, then turned around and pushed towards the crowd. Wang Junfeng hurriedly followed and helped her push away the crowd.

Not to mention that everyone is a fellow disciple from Jiang University, but just because of his appearance, he would take great care of this little junior sister.

Who doesn't like a cute little junior sister? If she is called Senior Brother Wang a few times, her bones will become crispy.

A female doctor who came to another hospital to study with her but was invisible became despairing of this face-based world.

Xia Qingdai's head emerged from the crowd and saw an excessively young doctor in the emergency surgery department suturing a patient with an injured palm.

There was an old doctor standing next to him who looked a bit old, probably his teacher.

But, isn’t it just hand stitching? Why are there so many nurses around?

Xia Qingdai thought they were rescuing patients inside!

"What are you looking at?"