Farmer’s Blessed Girl

After the medical assistant wiped off the sweat for Mr. Zheng, he glanced at Zhou Man quietly. Seeing that she was writing something at the desk, he quietly reached out and touched Mr. Zheng's pulse. Compared with the impetuous and weak pulse before, the current pulse The pulse can be called calm.

The medical assistant had some doubts in his heart. He also poured two bowls of Qingjie soup before, why is the use not so obvious?

Could it be that it was accumulated and the medicine that was poured before had an effect at this moment?

The effect of the decoction is indeed slow. Some people can't recover after taking the medicine for three or four days, but two days after stopping the medicine, it is better.

This is not a cure without medicine, but a slow effect of the medicine.

The medical assistant pondered, could it be because of the slow efficacy of the medicines used, or because of the physical reason of this Young Master Zheng...

Man Bao is also biting and pondering, if a patient with a stronger body or a weaker body is used, what will happen to these medicines?

Man Bao wrote this until the early hours of the morning, but Imperial Physician Liu still had something wrong with his intuition. When he woke up from the bed and saw that Xiao Yuan was still sleeping, he stretched out his foot and kicked him.

When the two woke up, they realized that it was almost dawn.

Zhou Man didn't even ask them to replace the shift.

The two of them were startled and immediately lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

She won't fall asleep, will she?

The two ran to the next door together to see that Zhou Man was writing something at his desk, and two candles were lavishly lit on the table.

When the two arrived, she put down the pen, twisted her neck and stretched herself to get up.

When Xiao Yuanzheng saw that she was awake, he was no longer worried about Mr. Zheng on the bed. He reached out and took the pile of things she wrote, opened it and frowned, "What is this?"

"This is what I imagined. Regarding the proposal for building a sterilization ward, it took me half an evening to write it out. It's still a bit messy, but everyone can work together."

Xiao Yuanzheng asked, "What is sterilization?"

Man Baodao: "I call the wind evil things mushrooms. They are like mushrooms. They grow as soon as the weather is warm, and they are as small as spores, which are difficult to detect..."

Xiao Yuanzheng understood, and raised his hand to interrupt her, "I'll understand if you just say it's a wind evil thing."

He didn't even need Zhou Man to explain the reason. The reason why Zheng Erlang's condition deteriorated rapidly this time was the invasion of wind and evil things?

Otherwise, with their 50% success rate, they wouldn't be so caught off guard.

However, maintaining such a ward costs a lot of money, and there are still many talents to be spent on it, but there may not be many patients, so Xiao Yuanzheng denied it in his heart just by looking at it.

He scrolled down again and saw that she also reviewed Zheng Erlang's illness in detail. He was satisfied, put down the stack of manuscript papers, and asked, "How is the person?"

The topic was diverted instantly.

Man Bao said: "It's getting better."

Xiao Yuanzheng and Imperial Physician Liu went to check. The fever was still low, but the pulse was indeed much better. They breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's finally useful. The newly opened Qingjie soup is good."

This time Man Bao didn't nod, but asked, "How long do you think he will be awake?"

Xiao Yuan was staring at Zheng Erlang's face. After thinking for a while, he said, "If he doesn't wake up before noon, find a way to wake him up."

Not only to ask the patient's feelings, but also to confirm some things. If you can't wake up, you have to prepare.

Man Bao nodded, if he couldn't wake up, it was fate.

At this time, it was almost dawn, and Xiao Yuan felt that it was too hard for her to stay on duty all night, so he said: "Doctor Zhou, you can rest and leave it to us."

Man Bao didn't refuse, and as soon as he put away his manuscript paper, he went back to the house, and by the way, he also patted the medical assistant who was sleeping soundly with the pillar in his arms and told him to rest.

Man Bao returned to his guest room, and immediately a palace maid came to ask, "Master Zhou, do you want to eat breakfast before going to bed?"

It's not long before dawn, and people must be hungry.

Man Bao touched his stomach and found that he was really hungry, so he nodded, "Let someone bring me a bucket of hot water and I'll clean it up."

The palace maid left.

Not only had to bathe and change clothes, but also to prepare breakfast, this small courtyard was brightly lit.

Zheng Wang, who was so worried that he hadn't slept all night, seemed to hear the movement. He immediately put on his clothes and got up, opened the door and looked west.

Can't see, even on tiptoes still can't see.

So he climbed up the rockery in the yard, and when he saw the brightly lit yard over there from a distance, his feet softened and he fell directly on the rockery.

The maid behind him was startled, and quickly supported him and shouted, "Master Zheng—"

Duke Pi and Lu Zhongyan in the room were awakened by a startle, and they ran out when their clothes were good. When they saw him falling softly on the rockery, they immediately ran up to support him, "Master Zheng, what are you doing?"

Master Zheng turned pale and said: "Yes, or not, I want to see Your Majesty, I want to see Your Majesty—"

Duke Pi also glanced over there and hurriedly said: "Don't think about it, and ask first."

"Come on, let someone go over there and ask what's going on, but Master Zheng is awake?"

The inner servant hurriedly ran down the rockery, first went to the steward to apply, and only after he got a note could he open the courtyard door and go out.

When he ran to the yard there, the sound of the clapper in the palace sounded, and the gates of the palace gates opened...

Chamberlain: What is he trying so hard to do?

Man Bao had already eaten a small bowl of rice porridge, rinsed his mouth again, and lay directly on the bed, and fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

And Xiao Yuanzheng and the others were having breakfast. Seeing the inner servant running over sweaty and asking about the situation, Xiao Yuanzheng glanced at him and said, "Master Zheng thinks too much, isn't it normal to open fire for breakfast at dawn? Zheng? Your son's situation is fine now."

Of course Mr. Zheng didn't believe it, so he didn't wear any clothes. He put on a robe and ran to see the situation. Seeing Zheng Erlang lying well, he stretched out his hand to touch it. It was completely different from the hot before he left last night. stunned.

Xiao Yuanzheng was a little angry at his distrust, and he said that it was all right, so he ran here in such a hurry, thinking that he deliberately concealed the patient's condition.

Sure enough, before the meeting began, the story of Mr. Zheng running around the East Palace in only a robe was well known throughout the dynasty, so the emperor was concerned about Zheng Erlang's condition, and the civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty also stared at the Imperial Hospital, and even said Put aside the disputed Li and Zheng family affairs of the past two days.

Xiao Yuan was facing questions from various parties at the court meeting, and his voice was almost hoarse when he explained.

If you talk too deeply, you don’t understand it, you say that I can only read medical books, and if you talk too much, you don’t believe it, and you feel that I am perfunctory to you.

It is more difficult to serve than the emperor.

Xiao Yuanzheng, who has been promoted, also has a good temper, and he is not as patient as before.

Man Bao slept soundly. He slept until noon and woke up with a pinch to see if Zheng Erlang could wake up.

It is impossible to wake up, but Xiao Yuanzheng and Imperial Physician Liu looked at his eyes and felt that the person was conscious, so Xiao Yuanzheng took a few big thick needles to wake him up.

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