Calmly asked: "Since this is the case, why not find a doctor for him?"
The staff of the post house hesitated for a while before saying: "He has no money, so I grabbed some antipyretic herbs for him. It didn't work well, and he didn't allow others to enter the room."
It takes money to find a doctor for visits, treatment, and medicine. The post house does not have this part of the budget.
"He is the Fu Cheng of Wugui Mansion, and now he has no money in his work report?" Calm Yan asked in surprise.
"What he said was that the purse was stolen."
"Is he here alone?" asked calmly.
"He is the only one, without any officials."
This is strange. Wugui Mansion is still far away from the capital. Why don't you bring your entourage to Beijing all the way to report on your work
Yuan Qingling said: "Let me go and see."
"Madam, are you a doctor?"
"Well, lead the way!" Yuan Qingling said.
The staff of the post house is not surprised. Nowadays, there are not a few women in Beitang who practice medicine. Since the queen established a medical school, women go to school every year.
Yu Wenhao looked back at Rong Yue, and Rong Yue immediately said, "I will go with him."
Yuan Qing Ling medicine box stepped down and walked to a wing room under the leadership of the staff of the post house.
The wing was bolted inside, and the medical staff knocked on the door, "Master Qi, Master Qi, a doctor is coming to see you, you open the door."
There was no movement inside.
After a while, there was a coughing sound, and the coughing continued for a while, and then a hoarse voice sounded, "coming!"
Immediately there was the sound of getting out of bed and walking, and the footsteps sounded a little staggering. After the door was opened, the official was seen wearing a cotton mask, revealing a pair of red bloodshot eyes, pulling tiredly by the door and waiting. After a while, he said, "Thank you, sir!"
Yuan Qingling glanced at him and said to Rong Yue and the staff: "You don't want to go in!"
She opened the medicine box and took out the masks and put them on. She also gave them one, "Put it on!"
In recent years, my grandma’s Huimin Department has done some popular science in Beitang and ordered medical centers across the country to do science popularization. Anyone who feels bad or feverish must wear a mask. The method of making masks is also promoted by my grandmother.
Although cotton masks cannot completely isolate the virus, it is better than not wearing them.
Seeing the mask worn by this official, Yuan Qingling was very relieved that her grandma's efforts over the years have not been in vain at all.
In the past, the Huimin Administration paid attention to this matter. When it was carried out on a large scale, even the fifth child had wondered how to wear this mask even if he felt cold, but he only said that, he still fully supported Yuanma’s work and gave it back to her. Funding for lectures.
After Yuan Qingling entered, he first opened the window of the room to let the air convection.
The weather was still relatively cold, and the Master Qi from Wugui Mansion shivered, and turned his hand to Yuan Qingling, "Doctor, have a job!"
"You go back and lie down!" Yuan Qingling saw that he was almost unsteady, and quickly reached out and said, "Can you go? Do you want to help you?"
"Not allowed, not allowed!" Master Qi waved his hand hurriedly and staggered onto the bed. Although the doctor is a doctor, he is also a woman.
Yuan Qing Ling said to the medical staff at the entrance: "You go and prepare a charcoal stove for him, it's very cold here."
"Good!" The staff of the posthouse turned around and left.
Yuan Qingling sat by the bed and took out the ear probe from the medicine box. He had a high fever at 39°C and 5°C.
She pressed her tongue again and said, "Open your mouth and I will look at your throat."
He has a cough, hoarse voice, and high fever, which is a respiratory disease.
He hesitated, took off his mask, and revealed a pale and tired face. He was not very old, only about thirty years old, and looked handsome.
He slowly opened his mouth, Yuan Qingling reached into the tongue depressor and took a look, his entire throat was red and swollen and inflamed, and there was swelling in his throat.
"Difficulty breathing, right?" Yuan Qingling asked.
"Extremely difficult!" Master Qi put on the mask again.