hairpin flower support temple Chang'an step

Chapter 97
"Wait!"

At this time, another young man in green shirt jumped out suddenly. "You said it was aconite poisoning or aconite poisoning? The doctor didn't say that just now!"

It was only then that Mu Jiaojiao realized that there was a man over 40 years old standing in front of the couch.Seeing that he was dressed in a white robe, his body exuded a faint fragrance of medicine, and he was accompanied by a little boy carrying a medicine box, he should be the doctor who was invited to detoxify the boy on the couch in a hurry .

It's okay if you don't listen to this, but when someone said that, Mu Jiaojiao's eyes turned cold immediately: "How long have you been here?"

For some reason, this little lady was old enough to be his granddaughter, but when her gaze swept her away, the doctor's hands and feet went limp for a while, and he had the illusion that he had done something wrong and stood in front of the teacher to be taught a lesson.

"I asked you something, how long have you been here?" Mu Jiaojiao looked at him and repeated the words.

The doctor twitched his lips, too frightened to speak.The boy who was still a young man said: "Mr. Pei Lang came here shortly after he was poisoned."

"It's been so long, you detoxified him to this extent? How did you do it?" Mu Jiaojiao said in a low voice.

"This... It's really that this gentleman has been poisoned too deeply and violently, and my medical skills are superficial, so he can't be cured!" The doctor finally found his voice, and called out to Tianqu.

Mu Jiaojiao snorted coldly. "It can't be cured? I think it's because you didn't bother to cure it at all!"

After finishing speaking, she pulled out her hairpin and released a golden needle to give the young man on the couch.

However, her movement was thwarted again.The young man in the green shirt stood in front of the young man on the couch, staring at her coldly: "Do you want to take this opportunity to destroy the evidence?"

The corners of Mu Jiaojiao's lips tugged slightly: "The symptoms of aconite poisoning are obvious, and you can see them with your eyes for at least three hours. No matter how bad it is, even if the poison is cured, the doctor can give you the pulse within three days. I don't want to destroy this. It can be destroyed. If Mr. Lang is willing to take care of this, it is better to ask someone to find a few more senior doctors and let them help to screen it out. You will know when the time comes. But now, please Get out of the way, don't delay the patient's treatment time!"

The young man in the green shirt froze, but he was still a bit unconvinced: "You said it all. You are a doctor, and we don't understand these pharmacological principles. Who knows if what you said is true or not?"

"Isn't Mr. Wei Lang just worried that we are hiding our secrets? Well, I, Muyou, will express my opinion in public here: The dishes in our Peony Building are all made of fresh vegetables and vegetables shipped from the Zhuangzi that day, fish and meat, etc. They were all slaughtered on the same day, absolutely fresh, without any rotten things. If you don't believe me, I'll ask someone to take out the things from the back kitchen right now, and spread them out for everyone to see clearly!" Mu You came afterward , Hearing the words, he immediately said.

Hearing this, the shopkeeper of the restaurant immediately turned around and asked the staff to move out all the rice, noodles, vegetables, meat, etc. from the kitchen, and displayed them one by one at the door of Mudan Building.

Mu You continued: "The restaurants, teahouses, medicine stores, grain stores and even oil stores under the name of our Mu family are all like this. If you don't believe me, feel free to investigate now, we are not afraid!"

After finishing speaking, he turned to the young man in green shirt again: "Mr., you have plenty of time to check whether the ingredients we eat for Pei Langjun are clean. But now, please make room for the little girl to detoxify Pei Langjun first, is it okay?" ?”

The young man in green shirt was speechless, and stepped aside embarrassingly.

At this moment, the face of the young man on the couch had already turned pale.Mu Jiaojiao hurriedly took a step forward, took off his clothes, pressed his left middle finger tightly on his Zhongwan acupoint; the other four fingers spread out and pressed on the left and right sides, allowing the patient to swallow his belly.Immediately, the golden needle held in the right hand also stabs upwards, and the left hand presses and presses the acupuncture points at the same time, pushing and pushing, lifting and inserting to the chest repeatedly with his breathing several times.

Soon, the boy on the couch turned over and vomited.

Mu Jiaojiao quickly pulled out the needle, and asked someone to help the boy to help him vomit.

The boy vomited for a long time, until he vomited out all the contents in his stomach, and finally only yellow water remained, so he did not give up.

Then someone presented a bowl of clear green mung bean soup.

Mu Jiaojiao frowned: "It's this time, what's the use of this kind of mung bean soup? Use mung bean powder, brew it in boiling water, and serve it thickly. By the way, chop another womb and boil it until it's rotten. I also want thick soup, and bring it when it is cooked."

The situation is urgent, even if the guy is scolded bloody, he dare not have any objection.He quickly nodded in agreement, and hurried back to order someone to make mung bean powder and cabbage soup.

In the restaurant, mung bean powder is ready-made, and a large bowl was quickly prepared and delivered.Mu Jiaojiao commanded someone to pour all the water on the boy on the bed.After pouring it down, the boy inevitably vomited again.

Mu Jiaojiao didn't care, and ordered someone to continue to pour him down.After the cabbage soup was cooked, he poured it into his stomach likewise.

Seeing that she was very busy, but the previous doctor was still stupidly standing aside, a young man in Chinese clothes couldn't stand it any longer, and kicked him over: "What are you still doing? Don't hurry up and help Mrs. Mu! Are we inviting you, a doctor, to take money and not work?"

"Yes yes yes, let's go here!" The doctor hurried forward as if he had just woken up from a dream.

However, after he tossed and fumbled beside Mu Jiaojiao for a while, his eyes suddenly darkened, and a silver needle appeared in his palm.

Quietly moved his hand to the Jiuwei acupoint of the boy on the couch, his left hand covered his right hand above his head, and the right hand hidden under his head held the silver needle tightly with his thumb and index finger, and was about to pierce the acupoint when he suddenly noticed There was a moment of weakness in his wrist, and then a piercing pain struck him, which made him scream.

In such a tense and quiet situation, this scream was like a bolt of lightning piercing the night sky. It made people jump in fear suddenly, and the hairs all over their bodies stood on end.

Mu Jiaojiao dragged the doctor away from the boy on the couch, turned his wrist, and took the silver needle from his hand to show it to everyone. "Now, I'm starting to wonder who invited this doctor. Is he really a doctor?"

Everyone is still a little foggy.But seeing Mu Jiaojiao's serious expression, and the silver needle in her hand reflecting the cold light, everyone had a bad feeling in their hearts.

At this time, Hong Dou spoke in a timely manner: "Just now, this doctor wanted to pierce the silver needle into the Jiuwei acupoint of this gentleman on the couch. Once he succeeds, this gentleman will be severely disabled even if he does not die!"

"So that's it! You quack doctor!" The other teenagers were furious when they heard the words, and came forward, holding him down and punching and kicking him.

"Can you calm down?" Mu Jiaojiao growled impatiently after being quarreled, "I need to be clean when I administer needles to patients. You have to beat someone and drag him out. Don't disturb my thoughts here."

"Yes yes yes, we know we are wrong. Please continue, Mrs. Mu, we will ask someone to drag him down now and send him back to the government for disposal!" The teenagers were trained like grandsons, and they had no choice but to suffer, one by one. Shut up obediently and stop making noise.

Mu Jiaojiao immediately turned back and continued to administer needles to the boy on the couch, while ordering: "Go to the pharmacy, grab Fangfeng for six qian, mung beans for six qian, and roasted licorice for six qian, and decoct in water for consumption."

Immediately someone agreed to go.

As mung bean juice and cabbage juice were poured down bowl after bowl, and with the help of Mu Jiaojiao's golden needle, although the boy on the bed still vomited, the gray eyes on his face gradually faded, and the blood in his nasal cavity His breath recovered, and he seemed to be able to breathe on his own.

This kind of change, everyone can see it in their eyes and know it in their hearts.

Afterwards, several old doctors were finally invited over.After seeing the condition of the young man on the couch, and hearing Mu Jiaojiao's treatment method, they all nodded their heads: "Ms. Mu's detoxification method is very good, even if we change it, we will do the same. You just need to listen to Ms. Mu's arrangement. "

The onlookers heaved a sigh of relief.

The young man in blue couldn't bear it anymore. "Several old genius doctors, tell me, why did Pei Langjun become like this?"

"Looking at its appearance and observing its pulse, it is undoubtedly aconite poisoning." An old doctor stroked his beard and shook his head immediately, "Didn't this young man follow the doctor's advice before taking the medicine? It can only be taken after decocting for two hours. Otherwise, it is very likely that it will endanger your life."

When the teenagers heard this, they looked somewhat embarrassed.The young man in green even quietly glanced at Mu Jiaojiao.

It's just that Mu Jiaojiao was busy observing the symptoms of the boy on the couch, and continued to give him acupuncture, so he didn't have time to pay attention to them.

Just when the second floor was very busy, the entrance of Mudan Building was also piled up with baskets of fresh vegetables, fresh fish, whole chickens, ducks and geese, and large pieces of mutton.The shopkeeper of Mudanlou stood at the door and shouted loudly: "Look, everyone, these are the ingredients we use to cook for you every day. They are all sent from Zhuangzi outside the city early in the morning. They are guaranteed to be fresh and free from any spoilage. Bad. If you don’t believe me, feel free to check it out. If you still don’t believe it, you can go to the kitchen to have a look, our things are not afraid of being seen!”

Not long after that, many restaurants under the name of Mu's family also moved out the kitchen stuff one by one and put them on the street for inspection.

Pei Langjun on the couch was detoxified from the severe poison, and Mudanlou also proved that there was no poison in their dishes with practical actions. In addition to the words of several old doctors, it all proved that this matter had nothing to do with Mudanlou. The teenagers were extremely embarrassed.Fortunately, they were well educated, since they knew they were wrong, they all lowered their heads, and quickly apologized to Mu You and Mu Jiaojiao without mentioning it.

At this time, the Pei family heard the news and rushed over.Knowing that their husband's poison had been cured, they also heaved a sigh of relief, and were very grateful to Mu Jiaojiao.

Mu Jiaojiao watched the young man on the bed drink the decocted medicine, this time she didn't vomit again, she finally put away the golden needle and got up. "His poison is gone. After a short rest, he can be carried home."

"Thank you, Mrs. Mu! Thank you, Mrs. Mu!" When the Pei family heard this, they immediately took a reassurance, and quickly thanked Mu Jiaojiao again.

Mu Jiaojiao nodded slightly, then turned to the young man in blue and said, "Where was that doctor just now? I want to see him."

"Okay, I'll ask someone to bring him here!" The green-clothed youth was worrying that he would not have the chance to apologize to her, and upon hearing this, he quickly ordered someone to do something.

Hearing this, the boy hurried away.But after a short meeting, the man turned back and walked in a hurry: "Young Lord is not good, that doctor bit his tongue and committed suicide!"

(End of this chapter)