The servants of the Meng family were very conscious and hurriedly handed over the cloth towels.
The Meng’s mansion was much more stylish than the Eastern Villa. She entered the door from the left and the door on the right, turning her head into dizziness. She passed through an exquisite garden and arrived at the residence of Meng’s mother.
Hearing that Bai Zhi would come, the doctor Zhang, who should have left long ago, was still waiting in the room, while Master Meng sat by the bed, sighing from time to time.
In his bones, he still didn’t believe that Bai Zhi could cure his wife’s disease. Even Dr. Zhang said that he couldn’t do anything. The grandfather of Dr. Zhang also died of this disease. His brother is now waiting to die, as if he was infected with this disease. Dead words, what hope is there
The more I think about it, the more frustrated, the more I think about it, the more depressed.
This will be passed down from people, saying that the son is coming with Dongfang Master and Miss Bai.
Master Oriental? Could it be Dongfang Mu
He was so surprised that he hurriedly got up and went outside to greet him.
Dongfang Mu never went to any courtier's residence. This was recognized by the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty. What a glorious thing that this will come to him!
Master Meng has been welcoming to the outside of the hospital, and only then met Dongfang Mu, and hurriedly saluted: "Mr. Dongfang is very honored to visit the humble house!"
Dongfang Mu immediately waved his hand: "Master Meng doesn't have to say these kind words. I am not here to see you. Just treat me as if I don't exist, and just do what I should do."
Seeing that his father was embarrassed, Meng Nan hurriedly introduced him: "Father, this is the white girl Baizhibai."
Bai Zhi gave Meng Yuan a blessing, "I have heard the name of Lord Meng for a long time, and the younger generation would like to wish Lord Meng the New Year!"
Meng Yuande panicked and didn't know how to respond. He could get a red envelope for New Year's greetings, and he was not prepared!
Dongfang Mu waved his hand again: "Oh, don't rectify these pompous courtesies, let's go in quickly, don't you want to see your wife? Why are you still daunting?"
Meng Yuande hurriedly led them into the room. The doctor Zhang in the room was making a courtesy again. He was very annoyed by seeing Dongfang Mu. He simply found a seat in the corner of the room to sit down and drink tea, taking care of himself. Don't let people wait on the side, really treat yourself as invisible.
Bai Zhi entered the room and went directly to Mrs. Meng’s bed. She had her pulse first, and her pulse was fast, her breathing was very rapid, she also had fever, sunken eye sockets, and dry yellow cheeks. These were indeed typical symptoms of diabetes.
She asked the girl who was waiting for Mrs. Meng next to her for questioning and asked some private questions. The girl knew that the lady was seriously ill and could not take care of anything else. She answered one by one. As Bai Zhi expected, she was diagnosed with diabetes.
According to the current situation, it should be type 2 diabetes, and the situation is not too bad, at least it is better than type 1 diabetes.
She immediately ordered to the girl: "From now on, Madam will not eat sweets and feed more water. Remember, feed more water. Feed a lot of water. It is not tea, but boiled water. You don't need to put anything."
The few girls looked at each other, thinking what kind of cure is this? If you don't give medicine, what's the use of just drinking water
Bai Zhi said, "Don’t disagree. This is the first step. I will prepare the medicine myself. Remember, I said, without my permission, you must never give your wife sweets. Even if your wife wakes up and quarrels for sweets Absolutely not to be given."
Meng Nan was also confused when she heard it: "My mother likes to eat sweets most, she has to eat it almost every day, and she suddenly can't eat it. What's the reason?"
Bai Zhi said: "Your mother is like this. Sweets are poison to her. The more she eats, the more sick she gets, and she also eats less sweet fruits. She has to ask me about her food these days. To arrange."