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In front of the Xuanhu Hall, the lanterns were shaken by the wind and snow, as if they would be blown down at any moment.

In the tent of the free clinic for the students of Lingshu Academy, everyone was busy without a moment's rest.

I never thought that there would be so many patients in Baling City. These students sighed with emotion while lowering their heads to do their work, and they didn't realize that they had been here for more than three days.

"Call-"

The little servant stopped the carriage, turned around and said, "Your Highness, Miss Shang, we have arrived."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Shang Qingdai saluted Yan Yunshen, and got out of the carriage with the hem of her skirt.

Yan Yun smiled deeply and watched Shang Qingdai get off the carriage, "Miss Shang, please leave now."

"Ah."

"Let's go back to the mansion." Yan Yunshen put down the curtain of the car, and ordered the little boy to gallop towards the Song Palace.

Shang Qingdai took a deep breath, today is not too bad, at least, King Song is not interested in her.

It's just that King Song is not interested in her, what about other princes and nobles?

She is 19 years old this year, long past the age for women in Baling City to get married.Her father, Shang Dongru, wanted to find a good marriage for her, preferably an important member of the court. Now that he has avoided a king of Song, who will be next?

"Master Shang! Why are you here?!" A student excitedly spotted Shang Qingdai, hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to her, and said with a smile: "Students are doing free clinics, Master Shang, this way please."

"En." Shang Qingdai responded, but glanced around the tent, "Where is Du Ruo?"

"Miss Du found a sick man lying on the side of the road just now, she should be diagnosed and treated there." The student pointed in the direction.

Shang Qingdai nodded slightly, then walked towards the student's pointing.

"not good!"

Seeing Du Ruo's exclamation from afar, Shang Qingdai's footsteps became faster.

Du Ruo suddenly stood up, bent down to pick up the snow on the side of the road, kept rubbing it on his hands, and shouted anxiously: "You all don't come here, this person has typhoid fever!"

Shang Qingdai's footsteps faltered, and she turned her head to the disciples of the Lingshu Academy and said, "Quickly prepare the medicinal materials for treating typhoid fever! If there is one, there must be another, this disease is very contagious, you must be careful when practicing medicine."

When Du Ruo heard Shang Qingdai's voice, she turned around in astonishment—under the dim light, the snow was fluttering, and Youshu stood coldly in the wind, like a white jade Guanyin, which seemed unreal .

"Miss Shang...you...don't come here, this sick person has typhoid fever." Du Ruo originally wanted to ask why she came here, but when she realized that Shang Qingdai was approaching here, she hurriedly stopped Shang Qingdai near.

"Up to now, you still call me Miss Shang? Don't you forget that today you passed the entrance examination of the Lingshu Academy." Shang Qingdai walked up to Du Ruo, leaned over to look at the dying patient in the snow, coldly The voice was the same as before, "This person is already deficient in yang, and he is curled up with aversion to cold. Ah Ruo, tell me, what medicine should I use?"

Du Ruo calmed down and said, "One liang of ginseng, two liang of Atractylodes macrocephala, one liang of aconite, five liang of fried jujube..."

"Shenshu Fuzao Decoction." Shang Qingdai nodded, "It's available, go prepare the medicine."

"But here..." Du Ruo was a little worried.

"Prepare the medicine." Shang Qingdai said coldly, then turned her face suddenly and looked at her, "Remember to go back to the medicine hall and wash your hands well, don't catch typhoid fever, your body is weak, if you get sick Even if Bian Que is alive, he can’t save you.”

"Thank you, Shang Xiao..."

"What did you call me?"

"Shang... master."

"Go."

Pressing his beating heart, Du Ruo ran all the way back to the Xuanhu Hall, and said anxiously to Du Rufeng, "Father, there is a patient outside who has typhoid fever. I think more than one person has this disease, so the doctor has been diagnosed in the past few days." , Daddy, you have to be careful."

"Typhoid fever?!" Du Rufeng stood up with a livid face, "Hurry up and wash your hands and change your clothes," he said, looking at the bewildered snow outside the hall, his heart palpitated inexplicably, "Hope this year The winter in China is relatively peaceful, so don’t make it worse with a typhoid plague.”

Mo Shi came over and supported Du Rufeng, "I'll see if the medicinal materials for typhoid fever are not enough, if not, I'll take Zhong'er to get some more medicinal materials."

"En." Du Rufeng nodded.

At the same time, Shang Qingdai bent down to look at the patient's complexion, then took out a silk handkerchief from her bosom, covered the patient's wrist, stretched out her fingers to feel his pulse, and couldn't help frowning, Repeatedly said: "Come here!"

"Master Shang!" A student ran over, "What are your orders?"

"Silver needles, spirits." Shang Qingdai thought for a while, and then said, "Get a few students to rush back to Lingshu Academy overnight, and then bring over some medicinal materials, especially those that treat typhoid fever."

"Yes, Master Shang."

Watching the students run away, Shang Qingdai lowered her head and said softly to the patient: "You will be fine, hold on for a few hours, and you will get better."

"Save... save... lady... lady..."

Hearing the man's ravings, Shang Qingdai's heart couldn't help but twitch, as expected, more than one person had this typhoid fever!Presumably this man had desperately braved the snow to seek medical treatment, and that's why he fell by the side of the road.

Thinking of this, Shang Qingdai glanced sideways at his lower garment, it was already full of dirt, and was still faintly blood-colored, guessing that his wife might be even more serious.

"Where is your home?"

"South...South Suburb...Zaotou...Village..."

The student hurried over and handed the spirits and silver needles to Shang Qingdai.

Shang Qingdai took it, and threw the silver needles into the strong wine, the wind and snow here are very heavy, there is no way to burn the tip of the needles, so she can only rely on strong wine to soak the silver needles to remove the dirt on the silver needles.

"Where are you tying the horses?" Shang Qingdai pointed out a silver needle from the wine jar, twisted it on her fingertips, and asked the student.

"Doctor Du tidied up the backyard and told us to tie the horses there."

"Ah."

Shang Qingdai took the patient's hand through Sipa, and passed it to the student beside him, "Come on, hold his hand and let him stand up."

"This...this is typhoid fever..." The student hesitated.

"I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?" Shang Qingdai gave him a cold look, "When did my disciples of Lingshu Academy start to be afraid of typhoid fever?"

"I'll do it." Du Ruo changed into a small jacket, now with gloves on, walked straight over, hooked the man's arms with both arms, lifted the man's body up a little bit with difficulty, and did not forget to return One sentence, "The soup is boiling, it will take a while."

The corner of Shang Qingdai's mouth twitched into a slight smile, pinched the silk handkerchief to cover the man's undergarment, and lifted up his clothes suddenly, exposing his abdomen.

"Master Shang, men and women are different, you..." The student couldn't help persuading him.

"Master, let's inject the needle." Du Ruo opened his mouth first, "If he didn't stop his diarrhea sooner, he might not be able to recover from the medicine."

Shang Qingdai nodded, and the silver needle in her hand accurately pierced the vital point near the man's navel—she placed the needle accurately, and Du Ruo secretly admired this acupuncture technique.

"Put it down." After Shang Qingdai finished speaking, Du Ruo obediently laid the patient down, and she suddenly raised her eyes to look at Du Ruo, "Do you remember the acupuncture technique just now?"

"Ah?" Du Ruo panicked.

Shang Qingdai pursed her lips and said with a faint smile: "On the first day at Lingshu Academy, I want to ask questions."

"I……"

"Come with me."

"Master... I..."

"Little girl, let me see you in Lingshuyuan later, this submissive you, I will definitely have you." Shang Qingdai finished speaking coldly, and glanced at the sky, "Ah Ruo, come with me to Zaotou village."

"Yes." Du Ruo nodded respectfully.

Shang Qingdai glanced at the ashamed student, "Take good care of this sick man. When I return tomorrow, I don't want to see him still like this."

"Yes, Master Shang."

Shang Qingdai didn't look at him anymore, her eyes fell on Du Ruo, "Let's go, let's go on horseback."

"Wait! I...I can't ride a horse..."

"Let's go! Since I'm your master now, I should teach you more."

Without giving Du Ruo a chance to hesitate, Shang Qingdai grabbed the hem of her clothes and walked straight to the backyard.

His heart was beating violently, and his pale face was involuntarily stained with red.

Du Ruo didn't dare to look at Shang Qingdai, but lowered her head deeply, for fear that she would see her impoliteness.

Shang Qingdai dragged her all the way into the backyard of Xuanhutang. When passing by the front hall, Shang Qingdai only said to Du Rufeng and Mo's indifferently, "I will take Ah Ruo to the doctor tonight, please don't worry."

Miss Shang personally brought Du Ruo to the doctor, and she would definitely learn a lot. How could Du Rufeng and Mo's be worried?

But to Du Ruo, it always felt a bit strange, why did he always feel that he was being tied up?

Shang Qingdai let go of her suddenly, untied the rein, led a horse, and looked at Du Ruo, "Get on the horse."

"Yes..." The little man is really petite. He stepped on the stirrup several times, but he couldn't step on it firmly.

Shang Qingdai walked behind her calmly, suddenly supported her waist, and said coolly, "Stand firmly."

"Yes..." His cheeks burned even more, Du Ruo finally stepped on the stirrups, turned over and sat on the horse's back, but was at a loss as to what to do next?

Before she could regain her composure, Shang Qingdai turned over and sat behind her, wrapping her arms around her from under her ribs, holding the rein tightly, "Sit down, we should go."

"Yes..." Du Ruo twisted her body, and was startled to feel that her vest was soft, and her body froze in place like a lightning strike, and secretly scolded herself for not having such charming thoughts.

I don't know if Shang Qingdai noticed the strangeness of the little person in her arms, Du Ruo only felt that the person behind her was getting warmer, her mind went blank for a moment, and Shang Qingdai's voice suddenly sounded in her ears, "Come closer..."

"Ah?!" Du Ruo exclaimed, and the moment she looked at Shang Qingdai, her cheeks were burning red.

"drive!"

Shang Qingdai reined in her horse sharply and turned her head. Before Du Ruo could react, she rushed out of the backyard with Du Ruo, "Ah Ruo, I don't know Zaotou Village well. You have to show me the way."

"To...to that side..." Du Ruo pointed to the direction, and retracted her hand, only to feel that the horse was really bumpy, and her vest always bumped into that soft place intentionally or unintentionally. She only knew that the snow That night, something unknown quietly took root in her heart.

The author has something to say: =. = Take it easy. . .but. .Always have something to sprout~~PS: The prescriptions and acupuncture points that appear in the article are all written by Chang Ning while writing on Baidu, so don’t use them as normal prescriptions.Also, there are some Chinese medicine materials, and I would like to thank my friend Maimai (a Chinese medicine girl) for her guidance. Thank you for your support~