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Chapter 8

"Zaotou Village has a total of 170 villagers. Excluding one person staying in Xuanhutang, there are 37 people who have contracted typhoid fever and have been separated in the ancestral hall for treatment. The rest of the people, who were diagnosed by pulse tests and have nothing to do, all returned to their respective families. Wait for a few days for observation before confirming the diagnosis."

After listening to the student's report, Shang Qingdai frowned, and asked coolly, "Why is nothing wrong?"

"No typhoid fever."

"What about the rest of the symptoms?" Shang Qingdai asked, before the student could reply, she looked at Du Ruo, "Ah Ruo, come with me to check the pulse from house to house."

"Yes." Du Ruo nodded, took off his gloves, and followed Shang Qingdai out of the ancestral hall.

"The pulse condition is weak, and his complexion is blue and yellow. This old man is already suffering from a cold, and after being frightened by this, his condition cannot be delayed." Shang Qingdai took a look at Du Ruo after diagnosing the pulse, "Ah Ruo, tell me, what medicine should I use? "

"Fangfeng, Baizhi, dried ginger..." Du Ruo replied, and suddenly looked thoughtfully at the old woman next to the old man, "This woman can't stand steadily, could it be that she has a foot problem?"

Shang Qingdai looked at Du Ruo quietly, she didn't expect this little girl to be so careful.

The old lady nodded, "It's all an old problem."

"Let me take a look." Du Ruo bent down, ready to lift up the old woman's trousers for a closer look, but just as she got closer, she smelled a fishy smell, straightened up immediately, and walked out of the room.

The old woman let out a disappointed sigh.

Shang Qingdai glanced sideways at the old woman's ankle, only to see that her joints had been deformed, and now they were red and swollen, and there was some blood and pus at the breach, which was very scary.

But is that little girl afraid?

Before Shang Qingdai came to a conclusion, Du Ruo came in with a pot of hot water, carefully placed it in front of the old woman, moved another stool, and carefully supported the old woman to sit down.

She took out a small knife from her waist, and then confessed to Shang Qingdai: "Master, I have already told my senior brothers and sisters to prepare more soups for treating wind and cold, presumably there are not a few people who have used this medicine today."

Shang Qingdai nodded slightly.

"Grandma, you are suffering from a chronic illness. The pus and blood must be released first, so you have to bear with it." Du Ruo turned his face away again, and after finishing speaking softly to the old woman, he leaned over and stroked her trouser legs, moved closer Knife, ready to put pus and blood on her.

this girl...

Shang Qingdai stared blankly at her eyebrows, full of tenderness and heartache at the moment, she just thought this little girl was very cute.

"Old man..." The old woman looked at the old man with some fear.

Du Ruo was not in a hurry, but gently put the old woman's legs into the basin, and said with a smile, "How did you and the old man meet back then?" Saying that, Ju Shui started to wash the old woman's feet with one hand.

The old woman's old eyes softened, and she couldn't help but look at the old man again, "How do you know each other? Once the matchmaker says it, you're married, and you've been married for thirty years."

"Oh, that's a blessing in life."

"Three meals are full, clothes are enough to keep out the cold, what else is there to plan?" The old woman smiled shyly, "The only thing I hope is to see the child who went out to do business come back for a reunion on New Year's Eve this year."

"I will." After Du Ruo smiled, she rolled her trouser legs higher. Only then did Shang Qingdai realize that the little girl had cut open the pustule at some point, and had already taken advantage of washing her feet and talking. The pus and blood came out.

"Master, can I borrow the needle pouch?"

Shang Qingdai handed the needle pouch over, Du Ruo put down the knife that was stained with pus and blood, took the needle pouch respectfully, and took out a silver needle in it, before she got up to look for the oil lamp to burn, Shang Qingdai had already put the oil lamp Come together.

"The bones are damp and cold, the meridians are not smooth, piercing Liangqiu, the sea of ​​blood, Taixi..." Shang Qingdai said seriously, and suddenly found that Du Ruo was looking at her in a daze, her heart skipped a beat, she immediately said in a deep voice: "Needle!"

Conscious of being impolite, Du Ruo hurriedly turned her head and gave the needle. After a few stitches, Du Ruo looked up at the old woman, "When the wind and snow will be lighter in the future, mother-in-law can go to Xuanhutang to find my father to continue acupuncture and blood circulation for you..."

"Slow! Since it is your patient's home, how can you let it go to others?" Shang Qingdai said coldly.

Du Ruo said urgently: "Master, I'm afraid that the Spiritual Shuyuan's rules won't allow me..."

"I'm sure!" Shang Qingdai's face suddenly became more warm, "Although the regulations of Lingshu Temple are strict, I allow you to go out once every three days to treat the elderly."

How can other doctors have her tenderness and care?This kind of doctor is what the old woman wants.

"Thank you, master."

"You are doing what a doctor should do, thank me for what?"

Seeing Shang Qingdai preparing to go out, Du Ruo felt a little warm in her heart.

"Master..."

"There are still many sick people waiting, Ah Ruo, you help this old woman bandage up, then come to find me, I will go first."

"Yes."

The night's wind and snow gradually subsided, and at dawn, the medical officer from the Imperial Court Hospital finally came to take over the treatment of the villagers in Zaotou Village.

At the same time, a carriage quietly arrived at the entrance of Zaotou Village.

A corner of the curtain of the carriage was raised, revealing a heroic face, it was His Royal Highness Song Wang.

"It seems that the typhoid fever has not spread this time. Brother Huang, you must reward the Lingshu Academy heavily."

"Rewards should be rewarded, and this punishment should also be punished." A deep and deep voice sounded, and the yellow-robed man in the carriage looked out from the corner of the curtain, "Zhen, I almost couldn't protect the people of this village."

"Brother Emperor, Lord Jingzhao Yinqi has notified you in time..."

"If there hadn't been the intervention of the Lingshu Institute, I'm afraid that what I was notified would be another memorial."

"Brother Huang's wedding is coming soon, it's better not to start killing."

"I can't tolerate these stupid officials!"

"Brother..."

"That woman in white fur over there...is that Miss Shang you mentioned?"

"good."

"It's actually... quite a bit of Guanyin's posture..."

After Shang Qingdai and Du Ruo had treated the last family, they came out with tired faces, only to find that it was already daylight, and the heavy snow that had fallen all night had finally stopped.

Shang Qingdai took a deep breath, looked at Du Ruo wearily, saw that her little face was extremely pale, and immediately reached out to touch her wrist.

Du Ruo was startled, and looked at Shang Qingdai blankly, "Master..."

"Your body seems to be recuperating for several months."

"I……"

"With such a thin body, how can I endure the pain of practicing medicine in the future?" Shang Qingdai said lightly, and raised her eyes to look at the scattered snowflakes falling in the sky, "Ah Ruo, why are you studying medicine?"

Du Ruo stared blankly at Shang Qingdai's profile, and thought about it carefully, "Daddy said, every doctor in this world can..."

"What I'm asking is, what are you studying medicine for?" Shang Qingdai interrupted her, "It's difficult to study medicine, and it's hard to practice medicine. If you don't have a doctor's perseverance, helping the world is just a lie."

Du Ruo shook her head, and said seriously: "Master, I didn't study medicine because of what my father said, I thought very simply, I thought that there are few sick people in this world who died in vain because they couldn't find a doctor or looked down on them. "

Shang Qingdai looked at Du Ruo quietly, "Have you seen many sick people like this?"

"Yeah!" Du Ruo nodded solemnly, and said sadly, "I only hate that I am too young, my body is not good enough, and I am stupid in learning..."

"Ah Ruo..."

"Master, I am not afraid of suffering!"

The corner of Shang Qingdai's mouth curled up slightly, and said lightly: "Being my disciple, you can't be lazy."

"Yes."

"Don't do things halfway."

"Yes."

"Remember what every master has taught you."

"Yes."

It was only then that Shang Qingdai realized that the little man in front of him was standing upright, looking at him respectfully.

"You... listen to me."

"yes?"

Du Ruo was stunned suddenly, staring blankly at Shang Qingdai's frost-stained face, he felt a little warmth on his cheeks, and murmured: "Master's words, naturally follow every sentence."

Shang Qingdai turned around, the smile on her face suddenly became stronger, her tone was still so light, "Follow me to find a place to rest for a while."

"Yes."

After Shang Qingdai and Du Ruo walked away, the carriage gradually reined in and drove away.

On that day, Emperor Yancheng decreed that the imperial court bestow a plaque of "Doctors' Benevolence" on Lingshu Academy, and reward Shang Qingdai with a thousand taels of gold.On the same day, the left and right judges of the Supreme Hospital also appeared in Zaotou Village. The imperial court stepped up efforts to treat typhoid patients, and finally made this possible plague disappear in the snowy night.

A few days later, Emperor Yan Cheng invited Mr. Jing Zhao Yin Qi into the palace to have an audience in the name of a reward.

The next day, Lord Jingzhao Yinqi died in a corner of Baling City. Some said it was a murder of love, some said that he met a robber, and some said that he met an enemy.

Amid all kinds of speculation, this case quietly became an unsolved case in Baling City, and no one brought it up in the end.

On this day, the wind and snow are coming, and the warm day is just right.

Du Rufeng and Mo Shi personally sent their beloved daughter to the front of the Lingshu Academy, and watched Du Ruo respectfully accept the student waist card of the Lingshu Academy with red eyes and excitement.

"Ruo'er, study medicine hard..."

"Take good care of yourself..."

Du Ruo nodded, and said with red eyes, "Father, mother, don't worry, Ruo'er will study medicine hard and take good care of herself."

"Uncle, Aunt, don't worry, I'm still here, and I will take good care of Xiaoruo!" Chen Shuisu looked sourly, and laughed out loud, "Lingshu Academy has one day every month to go down the mountain to visit relatives. At that time, I will follow Xiao Ruo to eat the medicinal porridge made by you, Master Aunt!"

"Okay, okay, Auntie will prepare it for you."

"Father, mother, you have to take care too." Du Ruo bowed to his parents reluctantly.

Du Rufeng and Mo Shi nodded, and patted each other's shoulders, Mo Shi took Du Rufeng's arm and walked towards Baling City without looking back.

Du Ruo sniffed, turned around, took a deep breath, and looked up at the three gilt characters of "Lingshuyuan", a warm feeling rose quietly in her heart.

"Boom-"

The morning bell rang suddenly.

Chen Shuisu hastily yelled at Du Ruo, "Ah! Follow me to the study hall quickly! You're late, and you'll be punished by your master!"

"But I haven't changed my student clothes yet..." Du Ruo glanced at her own clothes in surprise.

Chen Shuisu shook his head again and again, "If you don't change your clothes, you don't change them, and you don't know how to be boarded, but if you are late, tsk tsk, the board hurts!"

"Oh, I still have my luggage..."

"It's too late, let's go!"

Chen Shuisu took the bag from Du Ruo's shoulder, dragged Du Ruo into the Lingshu courtyard, and went straight to the school——

The two little girls, like two butterflies wearing flowers, ran across a snow-covered corridor, passed through an arched door, and almost staggered into the study hall, causing the other nine students to look over.

Du Ruo was panting heavily, her little face was pale, but before she could recover, she was led by Chen Shuisu to sit where the two of them sat.

"Water...shuisu...cough cough..."

"Hush...Master Shang is here!"

"Shang...cough cough...Master...cough cough..." Du Ruo couldn't help but look out of the door curtain, and in his blurred vision, he saw the cold master who looked like a white jade Guanyin, "cough cough..."

"Xiao Ruo, you... don't scare me..." Chen Shuisu realized that Du Ruo's face was really ugly. After putting down her luggage, he hurriedly went to check her pulse, and couldn't help but get angry, "No... not good... …you……"

"Ahem..." Du Ruo wanted to speak to comfort Chen Shuisu, but when he opened his mouth, he couldn't help coughing violently, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

"Shui Su, let me do it." Her voice was majestic and cold, piercing into Du Ruo's ears, but it was indescribably reassuring.

"Husband... son..." Du Ruo was startled when she found that she was hugged by Shang Qingdai. She tried to support herself, but she was hugged tightly by Shang Qingdai.

"Be obedient, don't move." There was a hint of tenderness in her cold voice.

When Shang Qingdai's hand unbuttoned Du Ruo's neck, Du Ruo only felt her heart beating violently and vigorously.

In the blurred vision, only Shang Qingdai was left for a moment, exuding a halo of snow color.

"I...obedient..."

Thinly, murmured, Du Ruo said something, only felt a blackness in front of his eyes, and passed out instantly.

The author has something to say: update the text~~~Thank you Nuojun for the acupuncture and medicinal materials in the small dictionary of traditional Chinese medicine~~~

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