The Seventh Bride of President

In the era of underdeveloped medicine and backward equipment, it is justifiable that the source of the epidemic can not be found.

Chu Yunyao raised her finger and pointed to the dead mice in the frame: "these mice are the test objects that help me find out the water source problem."

What else did Dr. Jiang want to say? He was stopped by Dr. Zhang: "since xiaoyixian said so, let's try to do it, otherwise, we will come up with a better way."

Dr. Jiang was indignant: "how can I be convinced by just a few dead mice? I still don't know how these mice died?"

Chu Yunyao rubbed her eyebrows and got upset: "Dr. Jiang, I respect you as a senior. Although I know you have prejudice against me from the beginning, I don't care.

My husband is so ill that you have come all the way from Jincheng, but he is getting worse and worse day by day. There is nothing you can do.

Don't question my prescription. At least I've been here for only a few days, and I've cured him. Although he is still weak, he can get out of bed and walk. "

Mu Qing added: "yes, on the first night when the young lady came here, she pricked our Lord's needle, and his fever subsided. Before leaving today, the young lady fed our Lord a bowl of meat foam porridge and half a bowl of soup..."

Dr. Jiang's face changed greatly.

Mu Qing's tone was very serious and warned: "just because Dr. Jiang has been practicing medicine for decades and can't cure people, it doesn't mean that our young lady can't cure them either. Medical skill is the same as ability. The older you are, the more severe you are.

If we were all like Dr. Jiang, our Lord would sit here when he was young, and we don't know what it would be like to be put in the beak. "

Dr. Jiang's face was blue and white. He was ashamed and embarrassed.

Mu Qing glanced at Wu Qing under Chu Yunyao's eye socket and continued: "in order to find out a cure for the epidemic as soon as possible, the young lady hasn't closed her eyes all night. You can't slander and refute her like this."

What's the use of talking? People like Dr. Jiang don't think they are respected because they are old.

No matter how good the medical skill is, if you can cure the master, you don't have to take the young lady to come with you from a long distance, and the young lady won't be infected by the disease.

Seeing that Mu Qing, who has always been mild, was angry, Doctor Zhang quickly made up his mind: "what Mr. Mu said is that I am not the only one to blame. If I had better medical skills, I would not have let the young commander suffer, let the young lady suffer, and let these people suffer."

Chu Yunyao, holding her aching head in her fingers, waved to the people who were in constant dispute: "please go and do as I said for the time being. All the patients here will be separated according to the severity of the epidemic and placed in different compartments.

The water you drink must be boiled, and the water you wash your hands with on weekdays should be cooled by boiled water.

Put on the mouse trap and clean up the mice in the room. "

Chu Yunyao stood up and said, "I'm going to Fengjia now. Let the Fengjia people come forward and fill the snake mountain. The climate of the province is getting warmer and the plague is rampant again. It's not good."

Mu Qing saw her look tired, raised his hand to help her, "young lady, you haven't slept for several days, why don't you go back to the horse cart for a nap?"

Chu Yunyao shook her head: "no, I can go back to rest early tonight."

The root cause of the epidemic has been found out, so we can finally have a good sleep tonight.

Chu Yunyao was about to go out when two well-dressed and consistent guards stormed into the hall and surrounded the people inside.

The busy doctor and the medicine boy were shocked at the battle.

Chu Yunyao frowned and looked at Mu Qing: "what's the matter?"