Jiao Niang's Medical Sutra

It's so easy to become famous as a genius doctor, but to be pointed out by this mediocre old doctor, how can it be tolerated?

"You are mediocre, don't talk about others." Mrs. Zhou snorted coldly, and said indifferently.

What the doctor taboos the most is the word yong, and the old doctor is in a hurry.

"I'm mediocre, I can't read it, please ask someone else to be smart." He said with a flick of his sleeves.

"Come here, send..." Mrs. Zhou also said.

The maid stomped.

"Ma'am, our lady is ill, why do you want to drive away the doctor?" she shouted.

How can I feel at ease?

Didn't you say it's all right and just fell asleep?Now it's my heart again?

Mrs. Zhou was in a hurry.

The maid ignored her and grabbed the old doctor.

"My wife can only cure fatal diseases, but not others." She said anxiously, looking at the doctor, "Why don't you take a look quickly."

This is quite honest.

The old doctor's face softened slightly.

"Don't worry, this disease is not a problem, just take a good care of it and it will be fine." He said, while considering the prescription, "The treatment should be to nourish qi and nourish blood, and add or subtract ginseng Yangrong decoction."

The maid nodded.

"Hurry up and get the medicine from the doctor." She looked at the servants and girls beside her and said.

The girls and servants were stunned for a moment and looked at Mrs. Zhou.

"Why don't we let Jiaojiaoer decide the prescription by himself?" Mrs. Zhou said hesitantly.

"Ma'am, my wife is already like this, what else do you want?" the maid shouted.

Mrs. Zhou was in a hurry.

"Your wife is like this, why did you tell me?" she shouted. "Are you reasonable, girl?"

"Mother, now is not the time to talk about this." Liu Liulang said outside the door, "It's important to get the medicine first."

On the one hand, he ordered the maid to prepare the car and take the doctor back.

Seeing the doctor leave with disdain, Mrs. Zhou was not in the mood to stay and went back angrily.

"Tell me, is this a joke?" She said, "First, this is not cured. Then it is not cured, and then it will die. Let's be cured. This one is sick again. You are tormenting people!"

"Mother, this is also very good." Liu Liulang said.On the one hand, he spoke Qin Langjun's words.

Master Zhou nodded.

"That's right, that's right, it's better, it's better." He said, "The talk of ghosts and gods is absurd, and our Zhou family is an upright family."

Mrs. Zhou still hesitated.As a woman, she felt that the theory of ghosts and gods was the most convincing.

"It's really a woman's opinion." Master Zhou said. "What they say is their business. No matter what, as long as it's true that we Jiaojiao came back to life, that's enough. If something happens, they don't want to ask for it."

Carefully packed the medicine, collected the consultation fee, and watched the Zhou family's maid leave.The pharmacy exploded immediately, and surrounded the old doctor with a buzz.

"Did you really see a doctor for that lady?"

"Could it be a doctor who will bring the dead back to life? Is it also a doctor who doesn't heal himself?"

"How old is it? What is it like?"

All kinds of inquiries sounded chaotically.

The old doctor finally broke free.

"How can you talk about the patient's matter at will." He said righteously, "Don't talk about it, don't talk about it."

Although the old doctor strictly abides by the rules, the fact that the Zhou family asked for a doctor and took the medicine for Mrs. Cheng is a fact, and it spread quickly, which made the news of communicating with ghosts and gods that had just spread become confusing.

"...can communicate with ghosts and gods, so I can bring the dead back to life...."

"...What nonsense are you talking about, that lady can't do it at all, otherwise why would I still be sick..."

"...That's because communicating with ghosts and gods consumes energy and blood...."

"... You said that you seem to have communicated with ghosts and gods, what do you know..."

When restaurants and teahouses talked about this rumor, there were a lot of quarrels, and some even got into fights with blushing faces and thick necks. In the end, I don't know which one came up with a new guess first.

"This lady, didn't you meet an immortal? It should be a magic trick to bring the dead back to life bestowed by an immortal, not because she has immortal roots, so she can and can only cure people who are destined to die, and other diseases, including myself won't cure."

As soon as this remark came out, it was immediately recognized by both sides with different views. If you don’t believe in ghosts and gods, you will only listen to the point of secret recipes, and believers in ghosts and gods are also satisfied with the point of encountering immortals. Repeatedly, this point of view eventually became the most widely circulated. Version.

Accompanied by these ups and downs and reversals many times, before the first month came out, Mrs. Zhou Jiacheng gradually became a figure known to five out of ten people in the capital.

For the capital city with a large population and constant daily news, this is already rare.

But for Cheng Jiaoniang, who caused all this, she didn't know anything about it, and she stayed behind closed doors at Zhou's house to thank guests and recuperate.

The maid stood on the porch, looking at the vegetables and meat brought by the maid one by one.

"Can't you buy fresh spinach?" She asked dissatisfied.

"Sister, it's really hard to find it in this winter." The servant girl said with a troubled expression.

"It's easy to find." The maid said, "Isn't it just in Wayao, Dongcheng?"

The maid gasped.

"Go, go, look, it's sold out." She stammered.

"Then go earlier next time, it's just missing the soup." The maid said.

The maid answered yes with her head down, watching the maid turn and enter the door.

"She can buy whatever she wants." Mrs. Zhou didn't care after hearing this, "Isn't it just spending money, what is money, we are not like the Cheng family who have never seen money, who treat us harshly when it comes to food and drink, money... "

When she said this, she put down the mirror in her hand, turned her head and looked at Master Zhou who was drinking tea without thinking about dressing up.

"Master, the [-] guan is not convenient for Jiao Jiaoer to hold." She said.

Ten thousand!

Master Zhou stopped his hands, and forgot about this in the busyness of the past few days.

With so much money, how can a child's family hold it.

Outside the capital city, Songjia Village, at the end of the first lunar month, the weather is still cloudy and cold.

A few coughs came from a broken courtyard.

"Da Lang, why did you come out?" The woman who entered the door with a dung basket on her back hurriedly approached the door and looked at the man standing at the door.

"I'm fine, it's better to just take a rest." Li Dashao said, looking at the yard, "Spring is about to begin, and the work in the field cannot be delayed."

The woman nodded and helped him to sit down.

"When the time comes, I'll rent a cow, and I'll ask my natal family to help. Don't worry," she said.

Li Dashao let out a long breath.

"Don't lie to me, how can you have that money, and how can your natal brother be willing to help? You went to borrow money, didn't you come back crying?" he whispered.

The woman's eye circles are reddish.

"Anyway, don't worry, there is always a way. You see, at least your illness is cured." She said.

"Meet a kind man." Li Dashao said, looking outside the door, "Do you remember the name of your benefactor?"

The woman nodded.

"Remember, he is a scholar. It is better to thank him now. We will thank him when he is in high school," she said.

Speaking of this is a bit bitter.

How can they thank others? It is still a question whether the whole family can survive the beginning of spring.

The atmosphere suddenly fell.

"Hey, Da Lang, the Zuifeng Tower is closed, and it is said that it has moved away." The woman hurriedly changed the subject and said regretfully.

How can you say this so well!

Sure enough, Li Dashao looked even more sad.

"Really," he murmured.

"However, it seems to be sold again." The woman said hastily, "I see quite a few people have moved in."

"Really." Li Dashao forced a smile, "I don't know if they still open restaurants."

Whether it is or not, it doesn't matter to them.

There was another silence in the yard, the couple lost interest in talking, and stared out the door blankly.

A carriage appeared in sight, coming from far and near. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)