The disease of red bayberry sore is syphilis, which is named after the shape of bayberry sore.
Before, Yu Jinnian took the opportunity of asking Bai Haitang to stretch out his hand, and saw many fingernail-sized sores distributed from the palm of his palm to his wrist, dark red in color, with clear edges, and there were also some white spots with dander nearby.
Red bayberry sore is a rash with strong mimicry, macule, pimples, scales, ulcers, pustules, etc., have manifestations on red bayberry sore. Judging only by the rash on the hands is often easy to make mistakes. But Bai Haitang's evasive posture, afraid of being touched by others, made Yu Jinnian on guard, and his guess about bayberry sore was a little bit biased.
If it's really bayberry sores, with such severe skin symptoms, I'm afraid it's not the early stage, at least in the middle stage, but I don't know if the opera beauty has other symptoms.
But in any case, this disease is a difficult problem here and now.
If he is not cured, as long as Bai Haitang is still alive, everyone who has close contact with him is a high-risk infection target, especially Su Ting, who lives and eats with him; After several antibiotic treatment, there are still patients with syphilis serum resistance.
Su Ting's hands and feet are not clean, but even so, he is not guilty of death, let alone involving others, not to mention that Bai Haitang's disease is not the rash and acne, but the first of the four major diseases of Yangmei at this time, and died of illness If it is more than 60%, it is definitely not a good sign to let it develop.
Yu Jinnian couldn't help thinking, did that little thief Su Ting know about Bai Haitang's illness
"I pay... Can it be cured?"
The contemplation was interrupted by a sudden voice, Yu Jinnian turned his head and saw that the one who "eavesdropped" this time was Young Master Jiang who was standing behind them at some point, and he was only thinking about emotion, but he didn't hear the other person's footsteps.
Who is wrong, it was this little dandy who heard it, he said with a headache: "Master Jiang."
Jiang Bingren was also very embarrassed about his eavesdropping behavior, but he still ignored Shi Xing's obstruction, and tiptoed to the base of the wall for a while. He just felt that something was wrong with Brother Nian, and when he heard it, it was really shocking. Even if he is ignorant of the world, he still knows that bayberry sore is a disease waiting for death, and the appearance of death is horrific, the smell is unbearable, and if one or two percent of the people in a hundred are lucky enough to survive, their mouth and nose will be rotted.
Thinking of that scene, he couldn't help feeling chills, and sighed: "Bai Haitang is pretty good... I listened to his plays since I was a child, and praised him every day. If it wasn't for the troupe that dragged him down, he wouldn't be like this …”
The word "little" sounds very abrupt at first, as if it is seventy or eighty years old, and it is a bit inconsistent with such a young Bai Haitang, but it is too early for opera actors to come on stage, when the children are still playing in the mud, they have already started. Throat stuffed.
But how easy it is, how difficult it is, sickness does not feel pity because of someone's life, let alone because of someone's family.
Yu Jinnian shook his head and said, "I'm not sure."
Jiang Bingren was not a normal person, but happily said: "So there is still a chance?"
"Hey..." Yu Jinnian frowned helplessly, got up and straightened his clothes, "You can catch people's words. I was still waiting for someone to beg me, but you pleaded for others first."
Jiang Bingren is a smart little dude, he could guess who he was referring to, he jumped up and said, "Little boy, I'll catch you and knock you a hundred heads first!"
Yu Jinnian waved his hand: "That's not necessary. I can't stand people begging me. Just stop asking him to hang around in front of me. We have a small bowl of noodles, so he can't help stealing them."
"What's the matter?" Jiang Bingren patted his chest and said, "Our Jiang family has an oil mill, let him go to grind the mill and squeeze the oil. Whether he is exhausted or exhausted depends on how much affection he has for Bai Haitang, even if he is a softie , it’s time to be tough once in a while.”
Yu Jinnian shrugged: "Then I don't care, you are good at teasing people, I am only responsible for saving lives and healing wounded."
Jiang Bingren jumped on Shi Xing, smiled energetically and said, "Boss Shi, let's go!"
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It is said that Su Ting ate a big bowl of closed-door soup at a bowl of noodle shop today, lost all his money, and still had wounds that could not be covered up. At that time, he dared not go home, fearing that Haitang would be heartbroken, so he wandered around for a while. Because it was the New Year's Eve, there were a few brothers who played gambling games on the street. He was lucky and won five coins for two copper coins, but he also knew that this was a trick to deceive people. With the five copper coins, I bought a bag of freshly baked hot buns.
Who wants to go home, but Haitang is gone.
Su Ting was so panic-stricken that he found him in a bowl of noodle shop, and brought him home now. He didn't dare to leave Bai Haitang for a moment. When someone was cooking, he opened the rice jar, but the rice grains in it had bottomed out. After thinking about it, Su Ting decided to save the rice for New Year's Eve, so he cooked two bowls of porridge with taro and vegetable stems, and steamed the buns again. hot.
The taro pieces were served to Haitang, while Su Ting scooped up some thin soup and sat down to eat with Haitang.
In the current situation, he may not be able to eat meat during the New Year's Eve. If he can temporarily find some work to earn some money to buy rice, he will be satisfied. The leftover rice at home can be made into porridge, or made into crispy rice, which can be stored for several days. There are still some sour rice and a few eggs in the kitchen. After New Year's Eve, there will be a Nuo team. If he goes to hang out with him again, he should be able to get some money... Su Ting was thinking about these trivial matters, but he didn't notice that Bai Haitang was staring at the bowl and chopsticks without moving.
"Where did Tinglang go this morning?"
Su Ting stopped to think, knowing that he was asking about his injury on the sidelines, and he couldn't hide it, so he evaded the seriousness and said lightly: "I wanted to ask you a doctor, but I ran into two beggars blocking the way. New Year's Eve I was so hungry that I got dizzy, so unfortunately I had a fight with them and suffered some skin injuries, so it will be delayed for a while, which makes you worry."
Bai Haitang believed it was true, and said in a low voice: "If I hadn't dragged you down..."
Su Ting knew that he was starting to think wildly again. The last time he used the burning iron to burn the sores, Su Ting still had lingering fears. He was afraid that Bai Haitang would make a mistake and do some other horrible actions, so he quickly said: "I I have been studying for several years, and Brother Tang has worked hard for me. Now that you are sick, you should be taken care of by me, otherwise I will become an ungrateful villain in that drama! I would like to be with you, Brother Tang, there is nothing wrong with you Don't drag it down."
On weekdays, he was called Haitang, and only when he was excited would he call Brother Tang. Bai Haitang knew that what he said was true, so she blushed slightly, picked up the buns, lowered her head and gnawed silently. He doesn't have much appetite now, his throat hurts from what he swallowed, and his body becomes thinner to the bone, but eating a few more bites can make Su Ting happy, so he is willing to eat a few more bites, after all, he has nothing else to exchange Ting Lang was happy.
After dinner, Su Ting waited on Bai Haitang to rest, boiled hot water and poured it into the only soup woman in the house, and then stuffed it into Bai Haitang's bed. Bai Haitang pushed and said: "I don't want this, it's too hot. Ting Lang You use."
Su Ting saw him curled up, his fingertips were red from the cold, he couldn't help but stuff Tang Pozi into his arms: "I'm so strong, just hug me!"
After he fell asleep, Su Ting came out with the door. Looking at the shadow at the back of the house, he rolled up his sleeves and picked up the things at hand: "If you want to beat or cut you, you can do whatever you want. Come with us for whatever you want!" He thought the other party was that The gangsters who came back after leaving the group, unexpectedly popped out a charming and precious young master. He finally recognized him, but he was also surprised: "Mr. Jiang?"
Slowly putting down the pole in his hand, Jiang Bingren said proudly, "Su Ting? It's called Su Ting. Let me ask you a price, and I'll buy the one in the house."
Young Master Jiang from the Spring Breeze Building, anyone from Xin'an County knows that he is naturally flirtatious, and that men and women are not taboo.
Su Ting raised his eyebrows, like a rooster with fried feathers, he couldn't help but think of the stupid words said by those hooligans, those unsightly and disgusting rumors, he couldn't help but trembled, waving his pole and suddenly cursed: "What are you? thing!"
Shi Xing stretched out his hand to block Su Ting, and the shoulder pole hit his arm, as if he had hit a piece of iron, and it broke. Jiang Bingren said calmly, "I'm really nothing. Sell it to me, and I can heal him! The best doctor, the most effective medicine stone, these things are at my fingertips, if you occupy him, what can you give him?"
Su Ting was dumb.
Yes, what he can't do, there are people in the world who can do it, he is poor and empty, but there are others who are rich. When Bai Haitang was in glory, so many young masters supported him, but he followed him. These years, it wasn't Haitang who dragged him down, but he dragged Haitang down. If Haitang met someone promising in his early years and took him out of this sea of suffering, how could he end up like this.
Su Ting covered his eyes with his hands: "But I can't sell Haitang, and I can't even die! If he knows, he really has no way out..."
Jiang Bingren's almond eyes rolled around Su Ting's body, and he stretched out his hand to pinch Su Ting's chin. Taking a closer look, the scholar looked pretty good, and he was not as good as his younger brother, but he was barely, so-so. He narrowly said: "He can't do it, so can you. You play with me, I'll get someone to come and see Bai Haitang's illness."
Su Ting was dumbfounded: "What, what?"
"Do you want me to say it again?" Jiang Bingren clicked his tongue impatiently, "You are a elm-headed person, you need me to teach you in person? Think about it, wash it up tomorrow and go to Chunfeng Deyi Building to find me. , I will never break my promise.”
Su Ting stared at the two of them away in a daze, while the young master kicked away the stones under his feet as he walked, complaining: "What kind of broken alley, it's eerie... Oh, I stepped on dog shit! The stone..."
As soon as Young Master Jiang frowned, the man who looked like a guard beside him bent down and hugged Young Master. Jiang Bingren disliked that the boots on his feet were stained with dirt, kicked his feet side by side, kicked off a pair of brocade boots, grabbed the guard's neck with both hands, and let him carry him away leisurely.
Su Ting went back to the hut with a sad face, and heard Haitang's groaning again. He sat on the edge of the bed and coaxed her to sleep, but he tossed and turned all night.
He dreamed that a long time ago, Haitang said that he would go with the troupe to sing an opera at a master's mansion. The master's rouge business was very big, and everyone said that he was very generous, and this time he would definitely earn a lot of rewards. Haitang's play is good, every once in a while someone will come to invite them to sing, birthday celebrations, new year celebrations, and full moon celebrations, every time it's a grand occasion, Su Ting didn't take it seriously, just helped him arrange the costumes and gave them to him In the carriage.
That time, Haitang went there for a very long time and didn't come back for four or five days. When she came back, she collapsed on the bed and fell into a coma for two days, and even had a fever once. But also a few days after that time, Haitang suddenly took out a lot of silver and handed it over to Shu Xiu of the academy, made some new clothes for him, bought the best pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and sewed the cloth with his own hands. bag, a begonia was quietly embroidered on the inside layer of the bag.
He said: "Tinglang, you have to study hard, and you will stand out in the future."
"Ting Lang, as long as you are good, I will not lose anything..."
"Tinglang..."
Su Ting sat up suddenly from the plank bed, his whole body was drenched, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. He turned his head to look at the white crabapple on the bed that occasionally groaned in pain. He poured into his mouth, he fell off the bed but tripped over the wooden stool next to him, didn't get up, walked straight to the edge of the bed, gently held the other's hand through the quilt, and muttered: "No loss , I'm not at a loss... Haitang."
I went to the kitchen to boil a basin of water, boiled a few taros along the way, and then cleaned myself. As soon as he put on clean clothes and his hair was still wet, Bai Haitang was woken up by a hot hand covered in calluses. He opened his eyes to look, and asked sleepily, "Why did you wash your hair so early in the morning?"
"Yeah." Su Ting withdrew his hand from his forehead, "There are lice, scald them with hot water."
Bai Haitang hurriedly said: "Is it burnt to death? I'll catch you?"
Su Ting said: "No need, it's already been washed. Haitang, don't sleep yet."
Bai Haitang opened her eyes sleepily: "What's wrong?"
"Yesterday, I heard from an aunt in the alley that there was a shop with Mr. Marking Pens. I went to do short-term labor for others for a few days. I only went during the day and came back at night. You are good, don't wander around at home, and don't follow me. Looked for me everywhere like yesterday. The New Year's Eve is full of beggars and ruffians making trouble outside. You are not safe by yourself. If you are hungry, there is boiled taro in the bowl. You can eat as much as you want, and I will give it to you when I come back at night Cook."
Bai Haitang asked nervously: "Are you back?"
Su Ting smiled and said, "Of course I'll come back. I can go wherever I can, and I won't go anywhere without you."
"Hmm..." Bai Haitang nodded, "I'll listen to you, don't go out."
On the second and eighth day of the new year, every family is happy, the more you go to the east of the city, the more rich and noble people are. Although many shops on the street are closed, there are still crowds of people. The snow on the ground has not yet melted, and hard frost has formed in the gutter at the corner of the wall, but there is an endless stream of dignitaries and nobles who come to order meat dishes for the New Year, and the rutted footprints rolled out chaotic marks under the steps.
When Su Ting walked in, a waiter came up to meet him and took him to a room on the second floor. He raised his hand and knocked: "Master Jiang..."
"Ah—" A short scream came from the room, and then someone covered it, something was knocked off, smashed to the ground, and there seemed to be a movement of turning over and fighting.
Su Ting thought that criminals had entered the room, so he stretched out his hand to push the door, but the door was locked from the inside, he ran to push the window, but it was unlocked, but something blocked it, and he could only push it open a thin crack. He squinted his eyes and peeked inside, just about to call for someone, but when he saw the scene, his eyes narrowed suddenly - he saw a long snow-white leg flicking wildly in mid-air, and a man's hand with sharp joints grabbed it suddenly. Is it water or sweat, dripping down the fingertips.
"It hurts..."
There was a slap, a sound that hurt so much, it shocked Su Ting's heart.
His breathing was slightly stagnant, and he subconsciously thought that the man was Jiang Bingren. They were there, right there in broad daylight. pace.
There was another rustling in the room for a long time before it stopped. Jiang Bingren clutched his neck and kicked someone angrily: "What's wrong with spring in the morning! It hurts to bite my neck."
"The second master is awake, the servant will naturally serve and serve." Shi Xing bullied him, twiddled his fingers, paused, and said, "You are playing with that Su Sheng, I am enjoying it."
"You just want to torment me, don't make excuses." Jiang Bingren took the quilt and covered the little Young Master Jiang, and rushed him in anger. Shi Xing backed away and groaned again. He hurriedly turned over and crawled over, Qi Shixing looked at his sleeve, there was a big bruise! He suddenly felt distressed: "The one that blocked the pole yesterday? It couldn't hit me in the first place, so why did you block it!"
Shi Xing pulled the clothes with one hand and wrapped them around the young man: "My master is not here, you are my master. We are guards, even if we are one of the dangers in ten thousand, we can't let the master suffer."
Jiang Bingren put on his sleeves happily, and asked someone to send some medicated oil for removing blood stasis.
Shi Xing said: "Okay, this little injury is nothing serious, Su Ting has arrived and is outside."
"Whatever he does, tell him to wait." After speaking, the displeased look on Jiang Bingren's face faded instantly, and he changed into a flattering expression like a puppy's legs. If he had a tail, he should have been on his ass by now She shook her head, "Tomorrow twenty-ninth, Chunfeng Deyi Building will also be closed, why don't you come back to your residence with me at night?"
Shi Xing said with a smile: "What are you going to do? I kidnapped their young master. I'm afraid I will be beaten out."
Jiang Bingren flattened his mouth: "What's the point of celebrating the New Year by myself? My father would scold me for being ignorant when he saw me. Those aunts and concubines used to listen to my father. If you don't live with me, I will You'll be suffocated! I'll take you back and hide in my room. On New Year's Eve, I'll eat two bites in front of you and come back. Let's watch the New Year together! Okay?"
"Okay." Shi Xing pinched his cheek, "I'll be the golden house with you once."
Jiang Bingren was happy now, and rubbed the medicated oil for him before going out to meet Su Ting.
Although it was said to be seen, but it was really just a glimpse, and the next time he was tied up by several servants, he walked all the way through the streets and alleys, and carried them to a large courtyard on the outskirts of the city. , Jiang Bingren waved his hand and asked someone to put him down: "Okay, just stay here and play with me, if you can't do enough work, don't go home."
There were donkeys in this oil workshop to pull the force, but some donkeys were sick and died, and they couldn't make up for a while, so they had to use human power to push them up. After Jiang Bingren finished speaking, Shi Xing sent people to bring tables, chairs and benches, melon seeds and nuts, playing the pipa, and white plum soup on the red clay stove.
Su Ting, being used like a donkey: "..."
His body was sweating profusely, and the grind rope made a deep fold on his shoulders, and he almost lost his strength and fell down. Outside the courtyard wall over there, white plum blossoms are in full bloom, snow is pressing on the tops, and one is beautiful. He looked at it for a while, and suddenly gained strength again: as long as they can treat Haitang, they will hire the best doctor and use the best medicine. Not to mention that he is being used like a donkey, even if he is turned into a donkey, he is willing.
"Star anise, grass fruit, cinnamon, one or two each; kangaroo, clove, peppercorns, fennel, fragrant leaves and a half... Well, how about some more sugar?" He picked up a spoonful of white brine that had been boiled overnight, took a sip with the tip of his tongue, then added a portion of rice wine, a portion of soup, and three or two slices of old ginger to the marinade pot, and turned his head to look at Duan Ming's craftsmanship.
Duan Ming had a lot of saber tips flying over there. Yu Jinnian was dazzled by the sight and clapped his hands. He was just astonished when Ji Hong suddenly said solemnly: "Duan Ming is the best swordsman among the guards. He kills people and takes bones. It can completely peel off a whole piece of human skin."
Yu Jinnian opened his mouth slightly, and without paying attention, he dropped the spoon into the pot with a bang, and he hurriedly grabbed the chopsticks to scoop up the spoon.
Duan Ming was very distressed and said: "My lord, don't be joking, when will I ever skin a human being?" Yu Jinnian felt relieved, and then he heard Duan Ming say again: "I only skinned a pig to practice a knife, this pig The skin on the face is the most difficult to peel off, after peeling off, spread it on the ground, it is as big as a blanket."
Yu Jinnian: "..." So why do you practice this skinning technique
While talking, Duan Ming put down the knife, pinched the neck of the chicken and lifted up the dissected rooster. With a slight shake of his right hand, he heard the crackling bones falling out of the disemboweled chicken belly. In an instant, A fat chicken was stripped of its bones, lost its shape, and hung loosely without any break in the flesh.
Although Yu Jinnian himself knew how to take bones, and because of his professional knowledge, he was confident that he could perform a good dissection, but he didn't expect that Duan Ming's technique was faster and more meticulous than his. He touched it with his hands, and there was really no bone left. He couldn't help but marvel again, could this be the difference between a doctor and a killer
He picked up the boneless chicken on a plate, and ran out to tell Qing Huan about the strange thing. Duan Ming cleaned up the broken bones on the chopping board, and once again said with emotion: "Young master is really, really easy to coax." ah… "
Ji Hong smiled.
After exaggeratingly describing Duan Ming's deboning technique, Yu Jinnian marinated the chicken with salt, wine, green onion and ginger, and at the same time smashed a plate of peeled walnuts and fried them until cooked. When the chicken is slightly marinated, find a piece of strong clean cotton cloth and spread it on the table.
After that, the head and tail claws of the boneless chicken are cut off, and the onion and ginger in the belly are taken out, spread on the cotton cloth, and then the fried walnut kernels, washed medlar, and ground amomum powder are wrapped on the chicken, and it is like To make sauced elbows, the chicken is usually rolled up tightly with cotton cloth, the two ends are tied tightly with thread, and then cooked in a pot of white marinade on low heat for half an hour.
Cook from time to time, and skim off the white foam on the top of the soup from time to time.
Two days later on New Year's Eve, meat dishes will be on the table. Yu Jinnian will cook these time-consuming cold meat dishes first. It's freezing cold outside. It's a natural refrigerator, and these things won't go bad. There is more of a strong taste.
This amomum chicken roll will be stewed for a while, Yu Jinnian first took out a bag of medicinal materials, planning to make a Smilax tuckahoe crystal cake, then take it with me to Bai Haitang's place, since it's the Chinese New Year, so it's not good to empty-handed The second is that Yu Jinnian always wants to express some kindness because he feels pity for people.
He can't change his habit of sending things everywhere, so Ji Hong won't force him to change. Anyway, he has enough food and drink for him, so he can do whatever he likes. As the backing master of Ji, it's not a problem to protect a silly little Langzhong for a while.
Add water to the Smilax smilax slices, fry a pot of concoction, divide into two bowls, one bowl is mixed with licorice water, and the other bowl is used instead of water to stir water chestnut powder into a white slurry, then put the two bowls into a deep plate, and use Stir slowly with a wooden spoon to evenly mix.
Then cover the plate with a layer of absorbent cotton cloth and steam it in a rice cooker.
Smilax smilax can relieve carbuncle, swelling, scrofula, muscle pain, and limb spasm. It has been recognized as a medicine for treating bayberry sores since ancient times. However, it is better to eat a small medicinal diet that is indispensable. As for the large dose of medicinal decoction, we have to wait until it is completely confirmed that it is bayberry sore.
Busy and busy, when I had time to go to Bai Haitang's house, it was already evening.
Seeing that it was getting late, Yu Jinnian put on a basket filled with Smilax Smilax Cake and hurried out. He was in a hurry and forgot to wrap a thick coat, so he sneezed out of the cold. Ji Hong carried the A cloak came.
He was not stubborn, and honestly listened to Mr. Ji's scolding for a while, shrunk his neck and asked him to tie the belt, and finally said sweetly: "Oh, I'm about to freeze up! You came in time, I really appreciate you!" like you."
Ji Hong's scolding stopped abruptly, and it couldn't be more useful.
Jiang Bingren and Shi Xing were arguing on the roof that day, what he said was true, this young man is sweet-mouthed, he knows how to pinch the softest part of a person, so sweet that you are dizzy in all directions, and in the end you are led by the nose without knowing it , is not just a little goblin.
The little goblin followed the address Jiang Bingren gave him, and came to a dilapidated small door in Houxifang Hutong. It was the end of the year, and there was not even a lantern on the door. It was pitch black, like a black hole, and it was really hard to find.
He pushed the door open and went in, and heard the surprise voice inside: "Ting Lang, is that you?"
Bai Haitang leaned on the door frame and came out. Seeing that it was Yu Jinnian, she was disappointed and asked strangely: "The boss of that day... why are you here?"
"My name is Yu Jinnian, and this is my elder brother." Yu Jinnian likes to simplify complicated things, so he always introduced Ji Hong as his elder brother, so that others would not guess too much, and he would not have to explain too much, "To be honest , Mr. Su Xiaolang invited me to see you."
Just looking at his face, Bai Haitang might just think that he is a kind noodle shop owner, but when it comes to the name "Yu Jinnian", no one in Xin'an County now knows that it is the little miracle doctor of the living dead.
Bai Haitang was startled, and it took him a while to think of letting them into the house.
Yu Jinnian looked around at the house. There was a small side room on the right hand side. There were scattered firewood and wooden basins of different sizes stacked in front of the door. It was supposed to be used for the kitchen. The main house was only about an inch in size. But if you look closely, many of the utensils are quite exquisite, such as the pair of white porcelain cups with willows and swallows flying together on the table of the Eight Immortals, and a red-painted koi brush washer on the desk. However, most of these things have been damaged in daily use. If they don't get any money, it can only be seen that they once lived a life without worrying about food and clothing.
"Little genius doctor," Bai Haitang said anxiously, "Did Ting Lang really invite you here? But we don't have any money."
"Just let him meet a nobleman." Yu Jinnian smiled, and put the Smilax tuckahoe crystal cake on the table, "Crystal cake, it's Chinese New Year, let's make it auspicious, don't be disgusted."
Bai Haitang became panicked, and hurriedly propped up a pair of thin legs to search for the things in the cabinet. First, the tea leaves came out, and there was another jingling sound. Finally, Yu Jinnian couldn't help asking him what he was looking for. He struggled for a while. : "There are no other clean teacups in the family for a long time. Most of these bowls, chopsticks and cups belong to me and Tinglang. It's really..."
These words surprised Yu Jinnian: "You mean, do you mean you have been using these things separately from Su Ting?"
Bai Haitang lowered her head and said embarrassingly: "If you can't be together, let's not be together, the beds are separated. I know my disease, if we are together, he will also get it."
Yu Jinnian was even more surprised: "Do you know about your illness?"
Bai Haitang glanced up hastily, her expression became more humble, as if she was saying something unspeakable, but perhaps it was the lack of sarcasm on Yu Jinnian's face that gave him the courage to speak up quickly, and he took a deep breath. In a low tone, he said: "There are nine members of our school, except for me, there are two other senior brothers who have contracted this disease. Not only have I met them, but I also took care of the funeral affairs of the two senior brothers. How can I not know? The fourth senior brother is alone. It's nothing, but Sixth Senior Brother has just married a wife... the husband and wife ate and lived together, and they both left."
At first I didn't think it was this disease, so I treated other rash diseases for a long time, and then I suddenly realized that what I had was actually the same disease as my brother, so I was always careful, and I would not touch Su Ting's things if I could. You have to touch it with a clean handkerchief.
He was fearful and timid, worried that he would become like his senior brother in the future, rotted on the bed, and there would be no one willing to go in to help collect the body. Whenever he thought about this, he would not want to live for a moment. But even though he knew that he was already dirty, even though he was afraid that Su Ting would feel disgusted if he found out, he still couldn't let Su Ting go.
After suffering like this, I actually survived this year and a half.
"Can I take a look?" Yu Jinnian asked, "I'm here to treat your illness."
Bai Haitang shrugged slightly: "Is it cured well? I have treated it too. Many doctors, countless medicines, they all said it can't be cured. And this disease..." He became timid, his eyes disappeared. The scorching demeanor on the stage, but shrinking, retreating, and even couldn't help but belittle himself, "This disease... is dirty. I don't want the little genius doctor to be contaminated with any bad things because of me."
"Bai Haitang." Yu Jinnian said honestly, "I don't dare to boast that I have a perfect solution for your disease. But a doctor is a matter of life, but if one disease suffers and one person asks for it, it will not be because of this. Sickness may be difficult or easy, so give up casually. Sickness is sickness, the suffering is the same, and the pain of menstruation is not the same, and there is no such thing as cleansing and dirtying.”
Bai Haitang raised his eyes, and Yu Jinnian suddenly understood why Su Ting was obsessed with him. Those eyes were really beautiful, sparkling, like a sun thrown into a lake, stirring up thousands of swaying algae , so Ambilight, Gu Pansheng brilliance.
Yu Jinnian softened his tone: "What you want to think about is whether you are willing to try to cure it, rather than blindly avoiding the disease. For you, Su Ting tried every means by all means, and even knelt down to me for treatment. If this If you can't make you have the desire to live, then you will not only fail him, but also yourself."
Bai Haitang's eyes were moist: "I've thought about it, someday I don't want to..."
Yu Jinnian turned his head to look at Ji Hong, and whispered, "Ah Hong, you go out first."
Ever since Ji Hong knew it was bayberry sore, he was worried about the young man, so he would easily leave Yu Jinnian here alone, but he also knew that what if he didn't want to, could he tie up the young man so that he wouldn't be diagnosed and treated? "Call me if you have anything to do." Ji Hong finally got up, walked outside the door with a worried expression on his face, and quietly acted as a caretaker.
Bai Haitang stopped being sad, and finally agreed to show Yu Jinnian a look. He sat on the side of the bed and slowly took off his clothes. He was still a little ashamed, after all, that kind of private place should not be casually shown to others, even Su Ting only peeked at him briefly once when he was taking a bath, and that was before he got sick. Now there are many rashes there, even Bai Haitang can't bear to see it.
"This scar..." Yu Jinnian pointed to the scar the size of a copper coin on the side of his leg.
Bai Haitang said: "It was secretly burned with a fire stick a long time ago. Some people said that it will be cured after being burned..." He suddenly remembered, and begged Yu Jinnian, "Tinglang doesn't know about this, so the little genius doctor must not tell him."
Yu Jinnian agreed, but at the same time said: "Don't burn it anymore, it won't get better. Can you tell me what's wrong besides getting rid of these sores?"
Bai Haitang nodded in disappointment, then recalled the illness in a few words.
While listening, Yu Jinnian did a brief medical examination, his brows furrowed even more. The other party's tongue is dull, his body is thin, his front and rear orifices are covered with sores, a few of them are festered, and erythema and exudation can also be seen on the kidney's yang front, and he sometimes has skin pain and bone pain at night, and suffers from drowning. There is also shedding... It seems that it is undoubtedly a bayberry sore, and in general, this situation is not optimistic.
The treatment of red bayberry sore was not proposed in the early years, because it was introduced late in Yu Jin's previous life, there are only a few records, and it is just Smilax smilax. Later, there was a saying that arsenic light powder was abused to fight poison with poison, but there are few living people, one out of ten, and more of them seem to work for a while, but hidden dangers will gradually arise over time, and the poison will intensify.
In addition, there is a relatively evil method of treatment, which is to use the high fever caused by malaria to treat bayberry sores, and then use quinine to cure malaria. In this method, the characteristic that syphilis can only survive for two hours under a high fever of 41 degrees is used. Although this method can be tried in desperation, it is very cold and severe winter at this time. It is not easy to find a malaria patient, not to mention a malaria mosquito, let alone this time and place. , whether there is cinchona tree, or whether there is quinine.
The complete cure of syphilis depends on the participation of a large amount of penicillin. If not, in the current situation, the only way to get rid of syphilis is to identify the pulse and treat it. No one can guarantee the final curative effect. We can only say, "Try" .
But even after trying, Yu Jinnian was never discouraged.
Bai Haitang has taken a lot of herbal medicines for this disease, but the medicines have not worked, but they have damaged the spleen and stomach. Now it is difficult to eat, and the spleen and stomach are the foundation of the day after tomorrow. If there is not enough essence to replenish vitality, even if it is not this kind Bad illness, but other headaches and brain fever, can also kill him. If the poisonous gas does not dissipate, the spleen will not move well, which is actually a vicious circle.
Yu Jinnian begged for a pen and paper, and Fang was about to drop the ink, but suddenly found that the pen and ink in his hands were of good quality, completely different from the other shabby things in the house. While feeling emotional, he couldn't help but feel helpless with Bai Haitang's stupidity, just writing Fang, outside the door Suddenly there was a sound, it was Su Ting who came back.
The scholar's face was blue and yellow, his expression was exhausted, his legs and feet seemed to be over a thousand catties heavy, and a white plum was folded in his hand, it seemed that he was tortured enough by Young Master Jiang.
Bai Haitang tidied up her clothes in a hurry, and said to Yu Jinnian anxiously, "Can you please don't tell Tinglang about my illness?" Before Yu Jinnian could speak, he promised, "I know how to behave myself, and I cherish Tinglang." To the bone, even if I were to die, I would never want this disease to spread to Ting Lang. I just, just... "
Just don't want to be abandoned. There are all kinds of true feelings in the world, and how many can withstand the threat of life and death. At first glance, one looks anxious and the other is cowardly. Who knows how we get along with each other like this.
"Okay, I believe you. Please be careful." Yu Jinnian said.
Brightness appeared on Bai Haitang's face, he was like a small animal eagerly waiting for his master's return at home, he went out happily and said, "Tinglang!"
Su Ting gave the plum blossoms to Bai Haitang, and when he turned around and saw Ji Hong standing at the door, his eyes lit up suddenly: "Is the little genius doctor here? He didn't lie to me!"
As he spoke, he ran in, just in time for Yu Jinnian to come out after prescribing the prescription. He handed a piece of paper to Su Ting, and said quickly: "For five days, take this prescription first, and I will change the prescription after five days, and then I will detoxify The method. Go to Shou Ren Tang to catch the medicine, you know who is responsible for it, anyway, it won’t be me.”
Yu Jinnian glanced at Su Ting, turned to Bai Haitang, and said in a low voice, "Although you said you had never had close contact with him, and you promised that you would never have any in the future, you know that this disease is dangerous. If you have the chance, You should also insinuate and ask him to see a doctor, just in case."
Seeing that Bai Haitang listened carefully, Yu Jinnian was relieved and prepared to go home with Ji Hong.
The two walked out of Houxifang Hutong, Su Ting chased after him: "Mr. Yu Xiao!"
There is no saying that doctors avoid patients, so Yu Jinnian has no choice but to stand still and listen to what he has to say.
Su Ting ran all the way, holding the prescription in his hand, and asked tentatively: "This prescription...is Liu Junzi Tang?"
Yu Jinnian's expression froze, and Su Ting was able to see the bottom side. Although this side was greatly changed by him, the basic compatibility was still the meaning of the Six Gentlemen. Su Ting could see whether he had read the medical books now, or Have you ever taught yourself medicine? Could it be that at this time, he has become a scholar of ten scholars and nine doctors of medicine
Seeing his expression, Su Ting knew that he had guessed right, so he continued: "Haitang and I have invited so many doctors, and his disease has been treated with various kinds of sores, but only you, the little genius doctor, prescribed a prescription The six gentlemen who nourish Qi and invigorate the spleen. It's just that Haitang's illness is definitely not caused by spleen deficiency, it's just the front, you said just now, to get rid of the poison."
"Haitang's illness, could it be..."
Yu Jinnian suddenly became nervous, nervous about Bai Haitang's cowardly and crumbling heart, could Su Ting guess it, what would happen if he guessed it, if he was really afraid of the disease, what would happen to Bai Haitang.
At this moment, he thought a lot, and he even thought about how to lie for these two people.
Su Ting looked at the little genius doctor in front of him, and suddenly smiled after a long while: "My class has messed up. How could I have guessed about the illness. It's easy to leave, sir. Su Ting will definitely repay this kindness in the future."
The scholar went back to the courtyard, but left Yu Jinnian in a mess in the wind, he patted his chest and said it was dangerous.
Ji Hong looked back and frowned.
Salt grains were scattered from the sky again, and the lanterns on both sides cast a hazy blush on the whitened ground. The two of them were facing the cold wind, their figures gradually blurred in the blush, and Yu Jinnian kicked his feet. Falling snow, the white snow rustled up, accompanied by a burst of crisp and small knife bells, jingling, jingling, swaying back to the bowl of noodle shop.
Stepping into the front hall of his house from the biting cold, the aroma of food and the warmth of soup and porridge rushed over his face. Yu Jinnian took a deep breath, and couldn't wait to walk in and said, "I'm hungry! Qing Huan, come and serve vegetables!"
As soon as the words were finished, Qing Huan came out with a bowl of rice cake soup, but she wasn't going to their place.
Yu Jinnian looked in her direction, and suddenly froze - it was such a big year, and it was approaching the evening when the snow was falling, and a few young masters suddenly came.
"Slow down, the snow on your head has melted carefully, you will get a cold." Ji Hong came in afterward, stretched out his hand to pat the snow on the young man's head and shoulders, his mouth seemed to be reproachful, but his expression was gentle. Seeing the young man staring dead in one direction, he also glanced along the other side's line of sight, and saw a group of people who had just arrived in snow and frost. The leader was dressed in red, with a dashing demeanor, and he felt quite out of place sitting in the hall. .
Yu Jinnian knew instantly that these people must be looking for Ji Hong!
Sure enough, the young man in red smiled and said: "Shuluan, long time no see, are you all right?"