Uncle from a poor family

Chapter 71: Remote Consultation
It was not until Zhang Luan came back that Qin Yun finally let go of her worries. She hurried over with a big smile on her face and even wanted to support Zhang Luan.

Zhang Luan asked curiously, "Captain Tan, what are you doing?"

Qin Yun was startled for a moment, then he remembered that this was a habitual action of his. People like him who rose to prominence by climbing up the social ladder often met some "old guys", such as eunuchs like Qin Chang, and would consciously go up to them and hold their arms to show respect.

But this approach was not popular among literati, especially for a scholar like Zhang Luan who was only in his forties and walked with a steady pace.

You support me, do you think I'm old?

Even though I am old and frail, I don't need your support.

Qin Yun said: "Master Zhang, let's go in and talk."

Zhang Luan sighed, "I've been busy with official duties and just got back. Why don't you let me take a break first? Captain Qin, is there anything important you want to talk to me about? In fact, you can just tell my son and he will pass it on."

"something……"

Qin Yun glanced at Zhang Yanling and said helplessly, "It's not convenient to tell outsiders."

"What outsider? He's my son! No matter how many concerns you have, I absolutely trust him. Besides, what is the matter that you must tell me alone?"

Zhang Luan said this, sounding very arrogant, but he was still a little frightened inside.

All he could think of was that the fact that Qin Yun, a captain of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, made such a special trip might have been because his secret correspondence with the prince had been exposed.

The previous words were more of a test.

Then Zhang Luan brought Qin Yun into the courtyard and came to the main hall.

Zhang Yanling was shameless and clung to the place like a sticky candy, standing in the main hall, waiting for Qin Yun to talk to Zhang Luan.

Qin Yun glanced at Zhang Yanling several times and winked at Zhang Luan, meaning, can we let this little ancestor go out?

But Zhang Luan and his son seemed to be ignorant of the ways of the world and pretended not to see anything.

"Just tell me if you have anything to say."

Zhang Luan said, "I apologize for the poor reception."

"It's okay, it's okay. I've already had tea before. It was me who insisted on not coming in." Qin Yun said cautiously.

Zhang Luan asked, "But what happened in the palace makes you so embarrassed?"

Qin Yun was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Meanwhile, Zhang Luan's face darkened and he thought, this is bad! It seems like he was caught communicating with the prince before!

It was all caused by that brat Yanling. Just wait and see how I teach him a lesson this time. I must find out the mastermind behind him.

I want to see who is giving him bad advice behind the scenes!
Qin Yun said cautiously: "Someone is sick... These are the specific symptoms. Please give me some details. What is the disease? And... how can it be diagnosed and treated to be effective?"

As he spoke, Qin Yun took out something from his arms and handed it over to Zhang Luan, regardless of his stunned expression.

Zhang Luan took it in his hand, looking a little dazed, as if asking, is that it?
You scared me to death. Can you be more direct and straightforward next time?
When Zhang Luan opened the letter, he was immediately disappointed. He recognized all the words on it, but when they were put together, he couldn't even read them smoothly. He couldn't help but glance at his son, signaling for help. He was also saying, "Although I have read a lot of medical books recently, the symptoms before me are obviously beyond the scope. What the hell is going on?"

"How about it?"

Qin Yun saw that Zhang Luan looked strange and asked hurriedly.

"This one……"

Of course Zhang Luan couldn't say that he couldn't do it. If the nobles in the palace knew about it, his chances of getting into the Imperial Hospital would probably be ruined. At a time like this, the most taboo thing was to show weakness. Zhang Yanling asked, "Dad, can you let me take a look?"

Zhang Luan handed the list to his son without thinking.

"Don't..."

Qin Yun was about to remind him, but it was too late, and the order went directly into Zhang Yanling's hands.

When Zhang Yanling got the list and looked at it, he instantly felt like his spiritual orifices had been opened. It was the Chinese medicine prescription that he was most familiar with. Although it was slightly different from the records in ancient books, the symptom recording strictly followed the theory of yin and yang and the five elements of the human body: "... Yang is generated and yin responds, qi moves with the pulse, the stove is born from fire, and wind and wood do not exist, so that yin qi cannot be leaked out. It should be drained as the main treatment."

At first glance, it seems like he is telling people's fortunes and there is absolutely no basis for it.

But according to Zhang Yanling's experience, this is referring to liver and spleen diseases, and the ancients generally attributed it to depression, which is the origin of qi damaging the liver.

"Master Zhang, what happened?"

Qin Yun ignored Zhang Yanling, but seeing Zhang Luan concentrating on thinking there, he couldn't help but ask hurriedly.

Zhang Yanling said, "Dad, didn't you teach me that this is a manifestation of liver and spleen disease?"

"is it?"

Zhang Luan took the list back, took a look at it, and didn't respond to his son's words.

No one would believe that his son could tell from these prophecy-like contents that it was a liver and spleen disease. There were a lot of famous doctors treating the patient behind him. They came to ask him specifically because they valued his ability. If he could not even diagnose the most basic symptoms, how would he survive in the future?
Zhang Yanling asked: "Looking at this disease, it should be accompanied by symptoms such as yellow eyes and yellow night sweats, occasional nausea and vomiting, aversion to oil, abdominal distension and other adverse reactions, and the body is weak and irritable and the spirit is dull."

Qin Yun didn't take Zhang Yanling seriously at first, so he nodded repeatedly when he heard what he said: "That's right. You..."

I wanted to ask, how did you know?
But then I thought, his father is a master in medicine and he will soon join the Imperial Medical Bureau. It is beyond the reach of ordinary people to inherit any family knowledge. It is completely understandable that he has such a view.

Qin Yun said: "How should such a disease be diagnosed and treated?"

Zhang Yanling said, "This disease is probably not easy to cure. Liver and spleen diseases always need to be treated. The older people are, the more likely they are to get it. It is also difficult to treat. If you are not careful, it is easy to... Alas, too much talk leads to mistakes. Father, what do you think?"

Zhang Luan was used to changing his attitude according to the situation. Seeing that some of the symptoms his son described were all admitted by Qin Chang, he thought that the diagnosis of liver and spleen disease was almost correct, so he hurriedly said, "This disease still needs to be carefully considered. I have never seen the patient, and I have never performed an operation on him..."

"Dad, everyone has their own expertise. There are some diseases that we cannot treat. It's better not to go out to see patients. Think about it, there are so many famous doctors in the capital, and there are even many imperial doctors. It's not our turn to worry about them."

Zhang Yanling quickly stopped Zhang Luan from speaking any further.

If you say you want to go and have a face-to-face examination, they might actually invite you to go.

But this disease, let alone now, even hundreds of years later, is difficult to cure, and the people in the Imperial Hospital know that this is a liver and spleen disease, so how could they not have a definite prescription?

No matter how awesome you are, you can't be more awesome than them, and you can only bring shame upon yourself.

What's more crucial is that not only can you not afford to offend this sick person, even Li Zisheng has to stay away from him.

Tan Yun said: "You are a skilled doctor, don't you have any good prescriptions or suggestions?"

Zhang Luan looked at his son's resolute denial, shook his head and sighed, "For a sick person, the most important thing is to recuperate. Moreover, this disease is complicated and whether he can recover depends more on God's blessing. I can't jump to conclusions. Sorry, sorry!"

After saying that, Zhang Luan handed the list back.

Qin Yun seemed to understand something now, and shook his head with a wry smile. His mission was officially over at this point.

"Then, Master Zhang, I will come to visit you again... A doctor is like a loving parent, and I hope you can lend a helping hand." Qin Yun respectfully bowed to Zhang Luan and left.

(End of this chapter)