There's A Beauty

If he had known that his master was suffering from a heart disease and needed treatment from a divine doctor, Youshu would definitely not have waited idly, and she would definitely have her reputation as a "dead man with bones".But now, even if he took the initiative to send it to the door and said how miraculous he was, the master would never believe it.As the saying goes, "rushing to the top is not a business", people may suspect that he has bad intentions and feel disgusted.

Youshu became more and more frustrated as she thought about it, and she returned to Renxintang amidst the jeers of passers-by, and called the starved ghost to ask, "Do you know what the relationship between King Tan and Doctor Zhou is?"

The starving ghost has gathered a large number of youngsters by relying on the yin-yang vitality talisman these days. He is considered a leader in Cangzhou City, so he hurriedly drove the little ghost to inquire, and returned with the news after a while, "My lord, they We met in Jizhou Mansion. King Yi went to Jizhou to do business, but he fainted on the side of the road due to a heart attack. Zhou Miaoyin happened to meet him and rescued him from the gate of hell. King Yan was grateful for her kindness and expressed gratitude to her. What a caretaker. The prefect’s wife had a rift with her before, and designed to kill her. It was King Tan who gave her a hand at the critical moment, and brought her to Cangzhou Mansion to resettle. Now she has replaced Song Rendong and has become the King Tan's exclusive doctor will go to the palace for a pulse check every few days. The relationship between the two is very close, and there are rumors in the market that King Tan has taken a fancy to her, and maybe one day he will make her a concubine..."

Before the starving ghost could finish speaking, Youshu slapped the table and cursed, "Fart!"

The starving ghost was taken aback.In his eyes, adults have always been elegant, calm, and calm. He can be said to be omnipotent and omnipotent. He does everything calmly and slowly, as if everything is under control.It's really the first time I've seen him being so outrageous and full of smoke.Furthermore, it was hard for him to imagine that the word "fart" came out of the mouth of an adult, which did not match his cute and beautiful face!

Knowing that she had lost her composure, Youshu quickly covered her mouth with her hands, with an embarrassed expression.The so-called "one who is close to vermilion is red and one who is close to ink is black", in his previous life he was tied to that rough guy Meng Changye, so he would inevitably learn a few vulgar words, and he would jump out when he got emotional.

"It's all right, you continue to talk." He secretly reflected for a moment, and then waved his hands to urge.

The starving ghost continued, "The medical clinic opened by Zhou Miaoyin is [-]% owned by King Tan, so he often visits it."

"Can Zhou Miaoyin cure his illness?" What Youshu wanted to know most was this.Judging from the rumors in the market, Zhou Miaoyin does have two brushes.Logically speaking, the medical level in ancient times could not support a surgical operation at all. No matter how good Zhou Miaoyin's technique was, without the corresponding medical equipment and drugs, it would be difficult for the patient to survive the hemorrhage during the operation and the infection period after the operation.But all the patients she handled survived, and there must be a hidden mystery in it.

However, no matter how mysterious she is, she can only do small operations such as cutting the cecum, taking the son by caesarean section, suturing the wound, etc. For major operations like heart disease, she is definitely helpless.Firstly, there is no X-ray, secondly, there is no color Doppler ultrasound, thirdly, thirdly, thirdly, thirdly, thirdly, thirdly, and fourthly, no heart rate monitor.No matter how daring she is, she can't cut open the master's chest, look through his heart, and then re-sew it up, and finally design a surgical plan, right?This is not saving people, but harming people.

Congenital heart disease is a serious disease that is difficult to cure in modern times, let alone in ancient times.Unless the Great Luo Immortal came, such as himself, no one could save him.Youshu thought to herself quite proudly.

The starving ghost really shook his head, "There is no cure, this is Zhou Miaoyin's own admission. However, she is trying to prolong the life of King Tan from the aspects of health preservation and diet therapy. I heard that she is currently researching a new drug called speed, speed, speed... ..."

"Suxiao Jiuxin Pill," Youshu added.

"Yes, that's the name of the medicine. According to Zhou Miaoyin, this medicine is specially for patients with sudden heart disease. It can quickly relieve the pain of the heart after it is pressed under the base of the tongue and melted. In the future, there is no need to worry about saving the king when he gets sick. But it’s not here. Therefore, King Tan valued Zhou Miaoyin very much, and once declared that she was the number one genius doctor in the Wei Kingdom.”

Pooh!Youshu wanted to spit, but tried her best to hold it back.He was feeling very uncomfortable now, as if he had eaten dozens of lemons and poured a large vat of vinegar, his whole body exuded a strong sour smell.It was also because I came too late, otherwise where would there be Zhou Miaoyin's place beside the master?Guan Zhou Miaoyin's skillful movements during the first aid, I am afraid that he has given the master several times of artificial respiration.Master's lips are soft, sweet and smooth enough, right?Pooh!Bah bah bah!

Youshu bumped her head against the table, her expression twisted.

The starving ghost: "My lord, are you okay? Have you forgotten to take your medicine, my lord?"

At the same time, while stroking the corner of his mouth, King Tan ordered in a deep voice, "Go and check Song Youshu." He was actually taken advantage of by a yellow-haired boy, and he didn't feel disgusted at all, but he never forgot. This is obviously not normal!

The guards led away, but brought back definite news within a quarter of an hour.Song Youshu was originally from Cangzhou, and her background was extremely simple. She just had a fight with her concubine a few days ago, so she is not a big or small celebrity.He made his fortune in Jizhou, but he did cure several patients. The most dangerous one was to put Wu Taishou's son to death and then bring him back to life.

The Fang family deliberately raised Song Youshu to waste, and only let him learn a few words, and did not invite famous teachers to teach him knowledge, so he lacked knowledge. , the cured person is only suffering from minor disasters such as cold, high fever, sore throat, etc., which is not worth mentioning.The guard looked down on him, and concluded, "That's why he only has a little superficial knowledge, and he doesn't have much attainment in medical skills. In order to restore the lintel, he eagerly clings to the prince."

"Really?" King Tan tapped on the table, and pondered, "Wu Liben is not a fool. He doesn't have two brushes, so he definitely wouldn't invite someone to see a doctor for his precious son. Putting people to death and then curing them, this Song Youshu is a bit interesting."

Zhou Miaoyin, who was sitting at the side taking his pulse, said indifferently, "I'm afraid it's not that the dead man was brought back to life, but that the man didn't die at all."

"Oh? How do you say that?" King Tan was full of interest.

Zhou Miaoyin explained in detail what suspended animation meant, and asserted, "Song Youshu was also lucky, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to explain to the prefect's wife. You know, that person is not a good stubble. Besides, I suspect that Mr. Wu didn't suffer from intestinal gangrene." , it should be another disease, otherwise he would have died of sepsis by now."

"Septicemia? What kind of disease is this?" King Tan was immediately distracted by her.

The two chatted and laughed at Yan Yan, as if they hit it off very well, but Zhang Gui could sense from the prince's occasionally vacant eyes that he was a little absent-minded.Sure enough, the prince who always left at sunset, this time he got up and left before dinner, which greatly disappointed Dr. Zhou.

When a group of people left the Zhou's Medical Center, they saw Song Youshu standing at the door of Renxin Hall, stretching her neck on tiptoe, looking eagerly.After seeing the prince, his big and round eyes suddenly burst into light, causing Zhang Gui to subconsciously raise his hands to cover his face, for fear of being stabbed blind.King Yi also shook his head, and then the corners of his mouth slightly curved.Although this kid is utilitarian and thick-skinned, but this skin is so well-behaved and smart that no one can hate him no matter what.For the sake of his loneliness and helplessness, there is no need to worry about those things before.

Youshu really wanted to run over and grab the corner of his master's clothes, or dawdle beside him, but seeing a few guards holding down their sabers with fierce expressions, she had to give up this idea.

"My lord, I am the only one who can cure your illness! If you want to, you can come to Renxin Hall to see me anytime!" He couldn't hold back the impulse in his heart and shouted loudly.

Not only the passers-by burst into laughter, but even the king himself chuckled twice, waved at the boy lightly, and then walked away step by step.Youshu stood on the side of the street watching him, and waited for his back to disappear around the corner before turning around, but saw Zhou Miaoyin also standing at the door of the medical hall, looking over with a look that seemed almost pity.

Youshu deeply felt that she couldn't communicate with these mortals, so she spat on the ground, and then closed the store tightly. She also felt that the act of spitting was too rude. If the master of this life saw it, she would not like it. Get rid of all the bad habits from the previous life.

In order to get a different opinion from her master as soon as possible, so that he can trust her body to herself, Youshu put up a sign at the door the next day with the words "free medical consultation" written on it.

But the reputation of Renxintang has long been infamous. The more Youshu lowered his figure, the more the people felt that his medical skills were poor. How dare they take his own life as a joke?From time to time, the waiter boy of Zhou's Medical Center came to have a look at the door of the store, and when he saw that shopkeeper Song was in a panic, he would sarcastically say a few words.

Except for Zhou Miaoyin who was sour, Youshu really didn't pay attention to the rest of the people, pretending that she didn't hear anything, and just sat and waited patiently.Three days later, Renxintang still had no patrons. After thinking for a while, he changed the sign to "Treatment of Incurable Diseases", and then placed it on the side of the street in a big way.

This time, not only the passers-by laughed so hard that their stomachs ached, even Zhou Miaoyin, who had always been quiet, came to watch the scene a few times.

For some reason, King Yi always remembered that brief kiss, and he was quite out of his mind these days.Zhang Gui saw that he was not in good spirits, so he told him all kinds of deeds of Shopkeeper Song as a joke.

"Oh? He actually put up the signboard? It's really courageous. Is there anyone going to patronize these days?"

"How can it be! No one in Cangzhou City knows how Song Rendong died. If Old Master Song was still there, he might be able to set up the signboard of Renxin Hall and pass it on to Song Youshu. This kid is really a bit crazy in order to revive the family business, even if he dares to let go of such arrogant words, he is not afraid that it will end up in the end."

"Young people are inevitably a little impatient, and their swords are slanted. Now he is the only one left in the Song family, so there is nothing to worry about. Let's go, go with me to see his brand." Wang Xing hurried out of the gate.

The flow of people on Shennong Street is two or three times that of usual. The shopkeeper Gai Yinsong's brand is so unique that it has attracted many people to watch after word of mouth.Wearing ordinary coarse clothes, King Yi squeezed to the front under the protection of the guards, but he saw that the sign was four feet long, bordered with golden nanmu, and red cinnabar as ink. It's really a bit of a sense of pride in the world.

good word!He sighed silently in his heart, and was about to step forward to take a closer look, when he heard the clear and crisp sound of footsteps coming from the room, as if a jolly pony was gradually approaching.But in a moment, the boy's little white face appeared in front of his eyes, and the two small dimples looming on his cheeks seemed to be filled with nectar, making people feel sweet in his heart.

The light in King Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and he smiled slightly without knowing it.

Seeing the master smiled, Youshu became more and more happy, rubbing her hands together and said, "My lord, you came to see me? Please come in!"

"No, I just came to see your brand."

Youshu's shining eyes dimmed instantly, one foot stepped out of the threshold, and the other got stuck in the door, looking very at a loss.

King Yi wanted to reach out and pat him on the head, but he held back in the end, nodded slightly and walked towards Zhou's Medical Center.Youshu hurriedly followed him, walking around him back and forth, looking hesitant to speak.

King Yi secretly smiled in his heart, but it didn't show on his face.This person looks more and more like a puppy. He clearly wants to please himself, but he doesn't know how to flatter him. He just walks around at his feet, rubbing back and forth, his eyes are wet, as if soaked in water, which is very painful. .If what he asked for was not to see a doctor for himself, but something else, King Tan would definitely not bear to refuse.

"The king is here, don't follow." When he came to the door of Zhou's Medical Center, he gently taught, "Purpose your medical skills well, step by step steadily, and walk steadily, so as not to fall halfway. Song Rendong's lessons from the past are still there, you Don't follow his old path. To practice medicine, the most important thing is superb skills and a benevolent heart, not a good name. When your medical skills are perfect, this king will definitely invite you to consult a doctor."

The master is still so gentle, making Youshu blush and heartbeat, unable to help herself, almost being brainwashed by the other party, really thinking that she has nothing to offer but a bragging mouth.He quickly regained his senses, waved his hands and said, "No, no, my medical skills are really good. I really can only cure your illness."

King Yi shook his head and laughed, and took a deep look at him before going to the backyard of the hospital under the leadership of the waiter boy.

Youshu wanted to follow in, but was kicked out by the clerk in the store, so she had to walk back dejectedly.Just at this time, a luxurious carriage stopped by the side of the road, and several young and beautiful maids and a luxuriously dressed lady helped a young man down slowly to the ground.The man's skin was pale, his figure was thin, and his eye sockets were deeply sunken, making him look very haggard.When passing by Youshu, he raised his arm slightly, causing the wide sleeves to slide down, revealing half of his skinny wrist, which looked like a walking skeleton.

"I've seen Mrs. Wang, I've seen Mr. Wang. Young master, why are you so thin?" The waiter rushed out to greet her.

The Prince said in a stern voice, "I'm hungry, give me something to eat..."

"We are a medical clinic here, not a restaurant. Did you go to the wrong place?"

Mrs. Wang, who was supporting him, urged her repeatedly, "Hurry up, let Dr. Zhou show it to my son. For the past half month, he has been complaining of hunger all the time. No matter how much he eats, it's like he hasn't eaten. Rapid weight loss. No, he has lost his human form now, and he is still crying for food..." As he spoke, his eyes were red and his voice was trembling, showing that he was extremely anxious.

The waiter saw that the prince's face was like gold paper and his breath was weak, so he hurried to the backyard to call for someone.A few other girls who were doing odd jobs came over and placed the prince in the reclining chair.This is an emergency, and there is no need to queue up with a number. Doctor Zhou will be the first to show it to him later.

Youshu took advantage of the chaos to squeeze in, observed carefully for a moment, and asserted, "Mrs. Wang, don't waste your efforts. I am the only one in the world who can cure Mr. Wang's disease."

"Who are you?" Mrs. Wang was puzzled.

Someone nearby laughed and said, "He is the famous 'Song Miracle Doctor', the one who specializes in treating incurable diseases!"

Mrs. Wang had obviously heard about the matter of setting up the plaque, so she couldn't help showing a look of contempt, "You brat dare to challenge Dr. Zhou, have you memorized the "Classic of Medicine" and "Classic of Medicine"? If you haven't, Hurry up and go home, don't come out and make a fool of yourself."

Youshu's forehead twitched, and it became more and more difficult to communicate with these mortals. She was waiting for further explanations, but Zhou Miaoyin hurried over, waved her hands and said, "My patient doesn't need to worry about Dr. Song, please go back. Come here, take the prince Take it to the ward."

Several strong men ran out carrying the stretcher and pushed the slender Youshu aside.Watching them walk away, Youshu shouted loudly, "Mrs. Wang, I'll leave my words here. The prince's illness can't be cured by ordinary doctors. If you have nowhere to go, just come to Renxintang to find him." I."

"Bah! You are desperate!" The servant girl who fell to the end spat at him.Mrs. Wang was also very displeased, but because she was worried about her son, she had no time to argue with him.

Youshu stood alone for a while before being poked and poked by the crowd, leaving amid cynicism and sarcasm, and stepped into the deserted and empty Hall of Renxin, suddenly adding a feeling of "everyone is drunk and I am alone".

In the past, if she met a patient who was in urgent need of treatment, Zhou Miaoyin would leave the prince and go to work.The prince did not leave, but watched with great interest, as if he admired her very much, but today he got up to leave after only sitting for a quarter of an hour, and his expression was unpredictable, his mind was not in the right place, and he did not know what he was thinking.

Zhou Miaoyin didn't go to see him off, but felt a little restless in her heart, she managed to gather her composure, and then walked into the consulting room.Prince Wang had already taken off his outer robe, and was lying on the diagnostic table in his obscene clothes and trousers. The thin cloth was glued to the body surface, exposing every bone, making him look horrifying.

Even the well-informed Zhou Miaoyin couldn't help showing a look of surprise. After careful inspection, he asked many questions and finally asserted, "bulimia needs to be adjusted both physically and psychologically. First, give him an infusion, supplement Nutrition, and then go to the hospital. If he eats, you have to watch him closely, and don't let him spit it out secretly."

"I didn't vomit, I'm not bulimia!" Wang Gongzi retorted angrily, but was pushed back to the hospital bed by Zhou Miaoyin, who refused to accept it.

Everyone in Cangzhou City knows that if they encounter a critically ill patient, Dr. Zhou will stay in the hospital for observation for a few days, which is called "hospitalization".Mrs. Wang agreed, and then ordered the maid to go home to get the bedding.Too many people have used the quilts in the hospital, so they are not as clean as the ones at home.

Zhou Miaoyin prescribed a few prescriptions to strengthen the foundation and cultivate the vitality, and asked the waiter to take the maid to the front hall to grab the medicine. She thought to herself: Fortunately, the spiritual spring in my space can sterilize bacteria and replenish vitality, otherwise this binge eating disorder would really be incurable.After diluting the Lingquan and feeding it to Prince Wang, it should be able to make him plump up as soon as possible, and the psychological aspect can be adjusted slowly in the future.

Just as the prince settled down, someone was crying loudly outside the door, Zhou Miaoyin hurried out to check, but saw a woman holding a three or four-year-old boy in her arms, staggering across the threshold, "Master Zhou, Please help my son! He just fell into the river!"

Several drenched teenagers followed closely, one of them looked desperate, he should be a relative of the little boy.He tried to hold the child, but was pushed away by the woman, who shouted angrily, "Get out! I don't want to see you again in this life! If you weren't playful, why would you let my brother fall into the river? When your father comes back, how can I say goodbye to you?" He confessed!"

The young man knelt down to Zhou Miaoyin with a plop, kowtowed and said, "Master Zhou, I would like to exchange my life for my younger brother's. If you can save him, I will be your cow and horse for the rest of my life, no matter what!"

Zhou Miaoyin didn't care to help him, and reached out to pick up the child, then her face changed drastically, "When did he fall into the water?"

"A little less than half an hour ago." The woman trembled.

"It's useless, his body is already stiff, and plaques have appeared, no matter how hard you try to save him, he can't be revived. Take him back and bury him." Zhou Miaoyin put the child on the examination table and covered it with a white cloth.

The woman felt dizzy for a while, and she shouted sharply, "How can there be people in this world who can't be saved even by your genius doctor Zhou? Wasn't it you who made the kid from the Sun family fall into the river? Are you worried that I can't afford the money? You save it first, and I'll go home and get it!"

"No, no, it's not about money. I'm a human being, not a god. How can I bring the dead back to life? Sister-in-law, I ask for your condolences." Whenever this happened, Zhou Miaoyin felt very uncomfortable.

The woman cried and begged, and the boy kowtowed repeatedly, but refused to leave.In fact, they themselves also understood that the little boy's breath had long been lost and his body was so cold that even the Immortal Da Luo could not save him, but there was inevitably a trace of delusion in their hearts.This person is Zhou Miracle Physician, known as Zhou Miracle Physician who treats all diseases and is omnipotent, she will definitely have a solution.

Zhou Miaoyin was in a dilemma, but she heard someone shouting outside the door, "Young lady, why don't you go to Renxintang to have a look. Shopkeeper Song's medical skills are also superb, and he claims to treat incurable diseases!"

"Yes, yes! They said that you can 'living to the dead', instead of embarrassing a mortal like Dr. Zhou, you might as well ask the true god." As soon as the words came out, some people echoed, some scolded, and even Someone secretly suppressed a smile, it really is not a big deal to watch the excitement.

Although Zhou Miaoyin disliked the young man's eagerness for quick success, she didn't want to pass on her troubles to others, and quickly explained, "Sister-in-law, don't listen to their nonsense, shopkeeper Song is young, and writes nonsense for fun. You should hurry up and send the child away. Take it away for burial, lest he be lost."

Unexpectedly, the woman was like a drowning person grasping at the last straw to save her life. Without saying a word, she picked up her youngest son and walked towards Renxintang.The surrounding audience also swarmed up, waiting to see a good show.

Zhou Miaoyin hesitated for a moment and followed, ready to help the boy out of the siege.