The whole village is fleeing famine, fortunately I have a concubine system

He no longer refused and lay down obediently to make it easier for Wang Junruo to check his wound.

Because the weather is not cold yet, Zhong Mengqiu just wore a cotton top to allow the wound to breathe a little more.

Seeing that Zhong Mengqiu agreed, Qiaoer pulled her clothes down.

So that Wang Junruo can see the wound.

Wu Shuiyun also stood aside, where the light would not be affected, and looked at Zhong Mengqiu's back worriedly.

The mother-in-law was also standing nearby, the handkerchief in her hand was almost torn to pieces.

Standing together with Madam Zhonglao, he waited earnestly for what Wang Junruo would say after she finished reading.

I just wish it was me lying in bed now, so that I could get sick instead of Zhong Mengqiu.

As the clothes went down further and further, Zhong Mengqiu's entire shoulders were exposed.

The beautifully shaped shoulder blade had a large abscess on it that affected its beauty.

The abscess is just to the right of one shoulder blade, a little close to the back of the armpit.

Wang Junruo now understood why Wu Shuiyun asked her to come.

Because of this position, according to the current strict rules for men and women.

They specifically do not allow male doctors to treat their illnesses.

But there are too few female doctors nowadays.

The area around the abscess has become red and swollen, and the boundaries are very unclear.

There is a black hole on it, and you can clearly see the white unidentified substance inside.

And the inflammation is severe.

It was so swollen that it was almost as big as an egg yolk.

If you look with the naked eye, you can see that there is a swollen object inside.

Because of the prolonged inflammation, it has now become infected and festered.

Wang Junruo's expression immediately became serious.

The name of this injury immediately popped up in my mind - [sebaceous cyst]

It is a benign skin lesion that is a cyst formed by gradual accumulation of the cortex.

In modern times, the best way is to remove the cyst, otherwise it will recur.

However, because the inflammation is very serious now, we still need to reduce the inflammation first.

But the requirements for performing surgery here are too high, and it must be completely sterile.

Moreover, Zhong Mengqiu's wound had become festered and needed to be drained.

This is obviously unrealistic.

However, Wang Junruo actually knew a method other than surgery.

“This is a bit serious, and now it’s inflamed and festering.

You have to reduce inflammation first.”

This is exactly the same as what the female doctor said, both of them said that we need to reduce the inflammation first.

But the medicines prescribed didn't have much effect in the end.

The mother now only hopes that Wang Junruo's "little Yishuo" prescription will be useful.

"Then Miss Wang, please prescribe a good prescription for Qiuqiu!"

She was really afraid that Zhong Mengqiu couldn't bear the pain. You know, Zhong Mengqiu had been spoiled by their family since she was a child.

Normally, even if I get pricked by a needle, the pain will make my mouth curl for the whole day.

It will only get better if they all take turns to comfort her.

After being in pain for so many days, Zhongmu now just wants to relieve her pain immediately.

She also knew that Zhong Mengqiu's wound was very serious, and it was getting worse day by day.

So he wanted Wang Junruo to write down a prescription for her quickly so that he could arrange for someone to get the medicine as soon as possible.

After Wang Junruo finished writing the prescription, he instructed his mother and Qiao'er:

"Don't stay stuffy all the time on weekdays, open the doors and windows for more ventilation.

And sister Zhong’s clothes need to be changed and washed every day, so she just needs to wear cotton clothes like this.

The quilts and blankets on the bed should also be changed and washed frequently."

Zhongmu and Qiao'er listened carefully, fearing that they had missed anything.

After saying this, Wang Junruo handed the written prescription to Qiao'er, and explained the method of decocting the medicine and the dosage.

Qiao'er quickly arranged for someone to go down and get the medicine and boil it according to Wang Junruo's instructions.

Zhong Mengqiu watched the prescription being taken away and knew that he could not escape the fate of drinking bitter medicine again.

Immediately his mouth began to curl.

I feel like I'm in a medicine jar lately, having to drink bitter medicine every day.

I couldn't taste anything else in my mouth.

Then I felt wronged.

"Don't worry, Sister Zhong. I added roasted licorice to the prescription. It's not bitter."

After hearing what Wang Junruo said, Zhong Mengqiu was so moved that she almost cried.

"Wow... Sister Junruo, you are so kind.

When I get better, I will definitely thank you very much.

Can I come and play with you then?"

Wang Junruo looked at Zhong Mengqiu's expectant expression and couldn't bear to refuse the request of such a lovely girl.

"Of course you can. I'll wait for you to come and play with me when you're better."

After saying this, Zhong Mengqiu became even happier.

I thought to myself that I must take my medicine well and get better quickly.

That way I can go play with Wang Junruo with Wu Shuiyun.

Seeing that Zhong Mengqiu was a little tired, Zhong's mother coaxed him:

"Then Qiuqiu must have a good rest, so that your body can recover faster."

Wu Shuiyun also noticed that Zhong Mengqiu was a little tired, so she took Wang Junruo and Zhong Mengqiu to make an appointment to come and see her next time.

After a few people left, the rest of the Zhong family surrounded them.

They had already learned about Zhong Mengqiu's situation from the people sent by Zhongmu just now.

When they learned that Wang Junruo said that she could cure Zhong Mengqiu's illness, everyone felt very fortunate.

I was glad that I agreed to let Wang Junruo come and take a look, and did not look down on her because of her young age.

Otherwise, Zhong Mengqiu would have to suffer physical pain for several more days.

Expressing gratitude to Wang Junruo.

The old lady looked at Wang Junruo lovingly and said to her:

"Thank you so much today, little girl. When Qiuqiu gets better, I will definitely come to visit and thank you very much.

I won't leave today, let's eat at home, okay?"

As he said this, he held Wang Junruo's hand and never let go.

Wang Junruo looked at the Zhong family and didn't know whether they were naive or what.

I just wrote a prescription, although I said it can cure it.

But after all, even though they haven't seen any effects yet, they already believe that they can really cure Zhong Mengqiu.

Everyone looked at Wang Junruo with expressions full of gratitude.

There is no need to worry that she is just a show-off and has no real ability.

Why are the Zhong family not afraid? On the one hand, it is because there is no better way now.

It would be better to let Wang Junruo give it a try.

After all, Wang Junruo is the disciple of Master Huo, and almost everyone in the entire Wudu city knows this.

Others don't know Mr. Huo's background, but they actually know a little bit by chance.

Back then, Mr. Huo was the one who specialized in treating that person in the imperial city. That’s not something that ordinary people can do.

His medical skills were so good that even that person was reluctant to say harsh words to him, and he was not angry even when Mr. Huo passed away.

He just said that the position was reserved for him and he could go back anytime if he wanted to.