Going to the end of the alley of the rice shop, there is a pharmacy with a banner of "Cihuitang".
Neighbors were unlucky for patients to come and go, so the pharmacy had to open another door. Whether it was to see a doctor or get medicine, they had to take a detour from there.
"Let Rang, move your foot in front."
"Life is at stake! Don't get in the way!"
The coachman Lao Qi heard the squeaking and screaming over there. He stretched out his head and saw that the person who carried him was flushed and burned to the point of unconsciousness. Bai, with foul-smelling pus - Lao Qi hurriedly retracted his head, and at the same time gave up his plan to use the crowd at the door of the pharmacy to cover his whereabouts.
After a major disaster, there is often a fever, and the caravan will be on the road tomorrow.
As for Peng Ze's revenge by the water bandits, and King Ning's secret use of troops... they have nothing to do with his seventh son.
If people in Jianghu want to live a long time, they have to learn not to get to the bottom of things, and apply oil to the soles of their feet.
The driver, Lao Qi, walked out of the alley with his head lowered. Behind the window on the second floor of the rice shop, a Huoya old man in a five-blessing jacket frowned and ordered, "Follow up, don't be too tight, that guy is very slippery."
A servant next to the staff immediately went downstairs quietly.
This seemingly old member is actually not yet fifty years old. He just deliberately bows his waist and droops his brows, his face is hung with skin, and two pieces of flesh hang down from his cheeks. He looks fierce and old-fashioned. He is not someone else, but the manager of Fengxing Pavilion here, Yuan Ting, the "out of the mountain tiger".
Among Bao Guanyong's eight apprentices, Yuan Ting ranked second.
He is also the one with the most "renown" in the arena, and he is not the same as his younger brother Zhen Shanhu at all.
People on the rivers and lakes don't know that they are brothers and sisters, mainly "a certain mountain tiger", "a certain river dragon" and other nicknames are bad streets, and they catch a lot of them. Hold a martial arts conference and call "Zhenshanhu" to keep more than a dozen people. However, due to the existence of Yuan Ting, the nickname "Out of the Mountains" was used by relatively few people.
Although Yuan Ting lost two front teeth in his mouth because of a fight in the Jianghu in his early years, he was ridiculed by Jianghu people behind his back as a "knocked tiger" - a paper tiger without teeth on the top of the mountain, but Yuan Ting is still very capable. Having read the Art of War and being able to go on a horse to fight, he is not an ordinary Jianghu person, otherwise the job of "eradicating Peng Ze's water bandits" would not fall on him.
Yuan Ting looked at the sidewalk outside the window, thoughtful.
People who have stayed in Fengxing Pavilion for a long time have powerful eyes and ears. Yuan Ting dared to bet with his head that his master must have met someone last night and knew about something important, because Bao Guanyong's eyes were red when he met him early this morning.
His master was not a sentimental, sighing, drunken scribe all day long.
"Have the identities of the two masked Jianghu people who came to find fault yesterday found out?" Yuan Ting turned his head and asked.
"No, but... A new doctor has come to the pharmacy over there, and no history has been found."
Yuan Ting's subordinates answered tremblingly,
Some houses in and outside the city were damaged in the storm, and the floodwaters submerged the roads. Fortunately, the county seat was high, and the water level only reached the waist and abdomen of people, so there was no major trouble. The yamen and the soldiers were busy cleaning up the ruins. If they were left alone, the corpses of people and livestock would rot in the hot summer and would soon cause a plague.
In such a mess and lack of manpower, the city gate inspection is not strict.
Many caravans have lost their luggage and have to go to the yamen to make up for a road guide. When they enter the city, they just plug in some money. At this time, it is very difficult to check the whereabouts of outsiders.
"The doctor at the pharmacy is over old and has no beard. He looks like a famous scribe, not a doctor."
"Very suspicious?" Yuan Ting asked with a frown.
"No, it doesn't count." The subordinate said tangled, "On this day alone, he has treated more than 50 people in the shop, whether it was a cold, cough or a fall or injury, but also to a woman who had a difficult childbirth day and night. A child is delivered..."
Although Langzhong can treat any disease at this time, bruises are a bit far from gynecology.
"Deliver the birth by hand?" Yuan Ting asked in surprise.
It's not that he's rare and strange, but in this case, most people can only go to the pharmacy to ask a doctor to take a look. Doctor Langzhong is not willing to go, so he just takes the pulse and prescribes a prescription for induction of labor. This can't be blamed on the doctor, there are differences between men and women. Sometimes, both the child and the woman's lives are saved, and the woman will be forced to death by her husband's family when he turns his head.
"It was a woman from a family in the east of the city. Her husband-in-law was crushed to death by a tile blown by the wind three days ago. It is said that he was shocked at the time. The posthumous child couldn't say anything, so his family worked together to carry the woman over here. Yes. Although human life is at stake, most people have to shirk this matter. After all, if no one file a document for the wife and in-law to draw, there may be a lawsuit, but the doctor nodded without saying a word, and the child will be born in a quarter of an hour. Come out, it is said that one step later is one corpse and two lives."
Yuan Ting's subordinate nodded with a complicated expression, and added, "No, the news that there is a genius doctor in Cihuitang has already spread. Otherwise, it will be dark, why are there so many people standing in front of the pharmacy?"
Yuan Ting frowned deeply. The genius doctors in Jiangnan said that there was not much, but not much. Their whereabouts were one of the sources of income for Fengxing Pavilion.
Whether it is an official or a businessman, a Jianghu person or a scholar, it is inevitable to spend money to find the whereabouts of the genius doctor, and to find hope for healing for themselves or their families. Sometimes they have to spend more money to ask Fengxing Pavilion which genius doctor is more suitable.
Not to mention a foreign genius doctor, even if it is a genius doctor who popped out of a stone crevice, as long as he has cured intractable diseases in a certain place, it will be recorded. Will disguise and show up to help the genius doctor solve some troubles.
A living genius doctor who is willing to treat people can bring a lot of money to Fengxing Pavilion every year.
Even if you don't have the ambition to save the world, just focusing on "money", Fengxing Pavilion is very motivated.
"Hidden dragon and crouching tiger on the rivers and lakes, maybe there are masters who even we don't know about Fengxing Pavilion, as for the genius doctor who we don't even know..."
Yuan Ting paused, then it doesn't exist at all!
It is necessary to know that medical knowledge is also inherited. There are indeed people who read medical books and learn by themselves, but I have never seen so many "patients", and I don't have enough "pulse cases" in their hands. No matter how talented they are, they are just ordinary doctors. of.
"Is this... from Jiangbei?" Yuan Ting's subordinate asked tentatively.
Yuan Ting's brows twitched, and he finally thought of what he had overlooked.
Meng Guoshi and the Doctor Mo have already crossed the river south.
Although the intelligence said that they were in Jingzhou, and it was close to Luling County, the bizarre things that happened to Meng Guoshi were not one or two.
"That Doctor Mo seems to be a disciple of Qin Shenyi?" Yuan Ting suddenly asked.
"That's what it said..."
No matter how fast the information from Fengxing Pavilion was, it was still a little unclear about the place thousands of miles away, especially with the urgent information about the people of Xiliang and A Furong, the news on the side was a step slower.
When it came to Qin Lu, Yuan Ting thought of Immortal Peng from Lingyao Village, and he thought about it again, that's it! The two masked people who came to inquire about Peng Ze's water bandits were Meng Qi Mo Li!
"Where's the shopkeeper? Hurry up, you line up at the pharmacy! I'll go to the shopkeeper to find the genius doctor later." Yuan Ting was refreshed, and all the calculations of the interests of the family and the country were swept away in his mind, and his eyes were full of is eager.
Shopkeeper Bao has been saying for the past month that he is getting older, his health is not as good as before, and he is reluctant to go out more.
Yuan Ting wanted to find a genius doctor for his master, but Bao Bao was not happy. If it weren't for the fact that he was full of energy when he was scolded by the old man, he didn't seem to have any serious illness. Yuan Ting would want to put down the sweat medicine and turn the shopkeeper Bao's numbness and carry it to find a doctor. what!
So Bao Guanyong was happily talking to his old boss about his eight apprentices. In a blink of an eye, someone knocked on the door and came in. Meng Qi jumped up the beam and watched Bao Bao's anger scolded Yuan Ting who was entering the door. Yuan Ting ignored him and walked away with the old man in his arms.
- Going to the pharmacy? See Dr. Mo? !
Meng Qi's eyes rolled, and a finger wind quietly popped out.
Shopkeeper Bao's back softened, and the breath he was holding was gone, and Yuan Ting immediately helped him out.
The group of people, some in the light and some in the dark, went to the Cihuitang in such a mighty way.
The two doctors in the Cihui Hall watched the Mo carp drop the silver needle, and then took a fire-baked knife to cut off the rotten flesh from the wound on the arm of the patient who had just arrived. It is very difficult for the patient to suffer from festering wounds like this. If the high fever does not subside, the teeth are clenched tightly, and the boiled medicine cannot be poured. It can only be carried by the patient's strong physique and willpower.
Now that there are other ways to use it, they naturally look at it intently.
Mo Li started to tell them how much the needle was placed on the acupuncture point just now, how long the needle was kept, how the sick person was young, how was the old man, and how was the woman.
Seeing that the pus and carrion were gone, and bright red blood flowed out, the ink carp carefully applied the medicinal powder.
He dictated the prescription, and when the apprentice of the pharmacy rushed to grab the medicine, Mo Li broke down the relationship between the monarch, minister, assistant envoy in this prescription, and tried to make the doctor in Cihuitang the next time when he encounters a different patient. 's prescription.
Mo Li spoke very quickly, but it was concise and clear. He did not scruple the words in the ancient medical books. The people in Cihuitang were fascinated by it.
When Meng Qi slipped in, he saw the ink carp cleaning his hands in the hot water basin. One of the servants next to him was holding a hot towel and the other was holding tea, with a respectful expression.
Such a situation was not seen when Mo Li first stepped into the Cihui Hall.
Mo Li originally wanted to come here to buy some medicinal herbs yesterday, but he encountered a young man who was bitten by a poisonous snake, half of his legs were bruised and swollen, and his face was black. I don't know what kind of poisonous snake it is, so I can only cut off one leg in order to prevent the poison from attacking its heart.
If a leg is missing these days, it will be harder to live than to die. Mo Li can only try to "try", because he does not know the situation of poisoning without a pulse.
Mo Li is not only proficient in medicine, but also has read two manuscripts of Xue Lingjun.
So the young man not only saved his life, but also saved his leg.
As the saying goes, sickness comes like a mountain, and sickness goes like a thread, only this poisoning, once it improves, the complexion will change immediately, the pulse and breathing are improving, and anyone with long eyes can see that the black carp took a life from the king of hell. The doctor from Cihuitang went from stunned to convinced, but yesterday he was "exchanging medical skills", but today it seems to have become "researching medical skills".
Because Jiangnan has no shortage of people with excellent medical skills, but there are very few people like Mo Li who don't hide their secrets, and it is difficult for people to think of disrespect.
"Isn't this shopkeeper Bao? You have always been tough, why are you uncomfortable? Please sit here!"
When Bao Guanyong and Yuan Ting came in, Mo Li's expression remained unchanged.
The servant of the drugstore went up to say hello, but the doctor of Cihuitang was quietly frowning, and whispered to Mo Li: "This shopkeeper Bao is from a rice shop in front of the alley. He may have been a soldier in the army when he was young, and his physique is tough. Very, you can only wear a jacket in winter. Recently, I don’t know if the younger generation in the family is not filial, or if they are old and bad-tempered, they are always pretending to be sick. I hummed at home and said that I was uncomfortable, so I invited us. Go, let me take a pulse... Good guy, people in their 70s are as good as young men. You said that ordinary people always have some minor problems that need to be taken care of, such as weak spleen, weak qi, strained lumbar muscles, and even elderly kidneys. There is no yang deficiency! What kind of prescription can this give me? I can only say that when people are older, there will always be discomfort in the joints, and it is not worth taking medicine.
"No." Another doctor also whispered indignantly, "His family doesn't believe it, he has read all the doctors in the city."
All the people in the house who have practiced martial arts: "..."
Yuan Ting frowned. It was not that he had not heard these words, but he insisted that it was because the doctors were not skilled enough.
Ordinary doctors who don't understand martial arts may not be able to see the root causes of Jianghu people's illnesses.
Yuan Ting only knew that his master used to be a general of the Chu Dynasty. He was framed and exiled to the southern miasma.
Bao Guanyong: "..."
Itchy mouth, want to spray apprentice.
This apprentice is good at everything, and has great skills, but he is rigid and has no brains.
Meng Qi, who was hiding in the dark, almost laughed.
Mo Li glanced at Fang Liang, and calmly asked Bao Bao, who was sitting in front of him, to extend his hand.
Bao Guanyong had already guessed Mo Li's identity. Since Meng Guoshi was nearby, who was the genius doctor who suddenly appeared
Although he often pretended to be sick, but he pretended to be sick in front of the disciples of Qin Shenyi and under the eyes of his old boss.
"… "
While examining the pulse, Mo Li pondered why Bao Guanyong pretended to be sick. To be honest, he also wanted to persuade the shopkeeper Bao to go home early after showing him the pulse, so as not to delay other people outside waiting to see the doctor.
At this time, the "gerbil" on the beam gave Mo carp a move:
"Ali, my old subordinate was actually invited out by Mr. Qiu, the advisor of King Ning.
"His eldest apprentice is in Luling County, the second apprentice is the one in front of him, and the other apprentices have only learned a little skill and are scattered in the north and south of the river.
"It was Yuan Ting who handled the water bandits. He hasn't shown much in recent years. Now he's just pretending to be sick. What do you think he wants to do?"
Mo Li knowingly transmitted his voice and asked, "He is no longer with that advisor, and Yuan Ting is still dedicated to doing things for that advisor?"
"Yes or no." Meng Qi said slowly, "The father of Pavilion Master Qiu is kind to him, and what he is doing now is to restore the Chu Dynasty."