If he had known earlier that his master was suffering from a heart disease and needed divine medical treatment, Yushu would definitely not have waited idle, and would have cast out his reputation as "the flesh and bones of the living dead". But now, even if he took the initiative to send it to the door and said how amazing he was, the master would never believe it. As the so-called "catch up is not a business", people may still suspect that he has bad intentions, and thus feel bad.
The more you thought about it, the more frustrated you became. He returned to Renxin Hall amid the ridicule of passers-by, and summoned the starving ghost to ask, "Do you know what is the relationship between King Yu and Doctor Zhou?"
Relying on the yin and yang vitality talisman these days, the starving ghost has gathered a large number of scumbags. In Cangzhou city, he is a local snake. He hastily drove the little ghost to investigate, and returned with the news after a while, "Master Qi, they They met in Jizhou Mansion. King Yu went to Jizhou to run an errand, but fainted on the side of the road due to a heart attack. He happened to meet Zhou Miaoyin and rescued him from the gate of hell. King Yu was grateful for her kindness and treated her to her. What kind of care. Before the prefect's wife had a rift with her, the design harmed her. It was King Yu who pulled her at a critical moment and brought her to the Cangzhou Mansion for resettlement. Now she has replaced Song Rendong and became the King Yu's exclusive doctor, he goes to the palace every few days to check the pulse. The two are very close, and there are rumors in the market that King Yu has a crush on her, and maybe one day she will be established as the concubine..."
Some Shu didn't wait for the starving ghost to finish speaking, then slapped the table and cursed, "Fuck!"
The starving ghost was taken aback. In his eyes, adults have always been elegant, calm, and calm. They can be said to be omnipotent and omnipotent. When doing things, they are unhurried and slow, as if everything is under control. It's the first time I've seen such foul words and smoke from the seven orifices like now. Furthermore, it was hard for him to imagine that the word "fart" came out of the mouth of an adult, which was very out of line with his cute and beautiful face!
You Shu knew that he had lost his way, and hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands, with an embarrassed expression. The so-called "people who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black". In his last life, he was tied to that rough man Meng Changye. He inevitably learned a few foul words, and when he got excited, he jumped out.
"It's all right, you continue to talk." He thought for a moment, then waved his hand to urge.
The Hungry Ghost continued, "In the medical clinic opened by Zhou Miaoyin, King Yu owns 70% of the shares, so he often visits it."
"Can Zhou Miaoyin cure him?" This is what Youshu wants to know most. Judging from the rumors, Zhou Miaoyin does have two brushes. It stands to reason that the ancient medical level could not support a surgical operation at all. Even if Zhou Miaoyin's skills are good, in the absence of corresponding medical equipment and drugs, it is difficult for patients to survive the heavy bleeding during the operation and the infection period after the operation. But the patients she handled all survived, which must be a mystery.
However, no matter how mysterious she is, she can only perform minor operations such as incision of the cecum, laparotomy, and suture of wounds, and major operations such as heart disease, she is bound to be helpless. There are no X-rays, no color Doppler ultrasound, no electrocardiogram, and no heart rate monitor. She has no way of knowing what type of heart disease the master has and how to perform the surgery. No matter how daring she is, she can't cut open the master's chest, look over his heart, sew it up again, and finally design an operation plan, right? This is not to save people, but to harm them.
Congenital heart disease is an incurable serious disease in modern times, let alone in ancient times. Unless Daluo Immortal comes, such as himself, no one can save him. You Shu pondered quite proudly.
The starving ghost shook his head, "There is no cure, this is Zhou Miaoyin's own admission. However, she started with health preservation and diet therapy, trying to prolong the life of King Yu. I heard that she is currently researching a new medicine, called speed, speed, speed... "
"Quick-acting heart-saving pills." You Shu added.
"Yes, that's the name of the medicine. Listening to Zhou Miaoyin, this medicine is specially designed for patients with sudden heart disease. After pressing it under the base of the tongue, it can quickly relieve the pain of the heart. In the future, Wang Wang will no longer have to worry about saving his life. But here it is. Therefore, King Yu valued Zhou Miaoyin very much, and once declared that she was the first genius doctor of Wei State."
Pooh! Youshu wanted to take a sip, but she tried her best to hold back. He was in a terrible pain 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 he came too late, otherwise, where would there be a place for Zhou Miaoyin beside the master? Guanzhou Miaoyin's skillful movements during the first aid, I am afraid that she has done artificial respiration for the master several times. Master's lips are soft enough, sweet enough, and fragrant enough, right? Pooh! bah bah bah!
You Shu hit the table with her head, her expression was very distorted.
Hungry Ghost: "Sir, are you alright? Did you forget to take your medicine?"
At the same time, King Yu caressed the corner of his mouth, and ordered in a deep voice, "Go check Song Youshu." He was actually taken advantage of by a yellow-haired boy, and he didn't feel disgusted or disgusted at all, but he never forgot. This is clearly abnormal!
The guard took the order and left, but brought back the exact news in a quarter of an hour. Song Youshu was originally from Cangzhou, with a very simple life experience. She had just had a fight with her concubine a few days ago, and she was not a big or small celebrity. He made a fortune in Jizhou, and he did cure several patients. The most dangerous one was to kill and live Wu Taishou's son.
Fang's family deliberately abandoned Song Youshu, only let him learn a few words, and did not invite famous teachers to teach his knowledge, so he lacked knowledge. Even if he got the deerbit grass that came back to life, he didn't intend to use it to hoard Juqi, but squandered it three or two times. , the cured people only got cold, high fever, sore throat and other minor disasters and minor illnesses, which is not worth it. The guards looked down on his intentions and concluded, "So he only knows a little bit of skin and has no great achievements in medical skills. In order to revive the lintel, he eagerly clings to the prince."
"Really?" King Yu tapped on the table and pondered, "Wu Liben is not a master who is easy to fool. Without two brushes, he would definitely not invite people to see a doctor for his precious son. Killing people and curing them alive, this is the way to go. Song Youshu is a bit interesting."
Zhou Miaoyin, who was sitting on the side to diagnose his pulse, said nonchalantly, "I'm afraid it's not that the dead person was rescued, but that person didn't die at all."
"Oh? How do you say that?" King Yu was full of interest.
Zhou Miaoyin explained in detail what fake death meant, and asserted, "It's also because Song Youshu was lucky, otherwise, he would never be able to explain to the prefect. You know, that person is not a good person. Besides, I suspect that Wu Gongzi didn't have intestinal gangrene. , it should be another disease, otherwise he would have died of sepsis by now."
"Septicemia? What is this disease?" Wang Yu was immediately distracted by her.
The two chatted and laughed Yan Yan, as if they got along very well, but Zhang Gui noticed from the emptiness of the prince's eyes that he was a little absent-minded. Sure enough, the lord, who often had to leave before sunset, got up and left without even having dinner this time, much to Dr. Zhou's disappointment.
When the group left the Zhou's Medical Center, they saw Song Youshu standing at the entrance of Renxin Hall, standing on tiptoe and stretching his neck, looking at him eagerly. After seeing the prince, his big and round eyes suddenly burst into light, and Zhang Gui subconsciously raised his hand to cover his face, for fear of being blinded. King Yu also shook his head, and then the corners of his mouth curved slightly. Although this kid is utilitarian and has a thick skin, this pair of skins is so clever and clever that people can't hate him no matter what. For the sake of his loneliness, there is no need to care about those things before.
Youshu wanted to run over and tug at the corner of the master's clothes, or dawdled beside him, but saw several guards holding their sabres with fierce expressions, so he had to give up the idea.
"My lord, only I can cure your illness! If you want, you can come to Renxintang to find me at any time!" He finally couldn't hold back the impulse in his heart and shouted loudly.
Not only did passers-by burst into laughter, but King Yu himself laughed twice, waved his hand at the young man gently, and then walked away step by step. Youshu stood on the street and watched him, waiting for his back to disappear at the corner before turning around angrily, but saw Zhou Miaoyin also standing at the door of the hospital, looking at him with a look of pity.
Youshu felt deeply that she couldn't communicate with these mortals, spit on the ground, then closed the store, and then felt that this kind of action was too rude. All the bad habits acquired in the previous life will be changed.
In order to get a different opinion from the master as soon as possible, so that he can rest assured to hand over his body to himself, Youshu put up a sign at the door the next day, with the words "Free Consultation" written on it.
But Renxintang's reputation has long been stinky. The more Yushu lowered his body, the more people thought his medical skills were unbearable. How could he dare to joke about his own life? From time to time, the running boy from the Zhou's Medical Center came to the door of the store to take a look. Seeing that the shopkeeper Song was in a panic, he would make a few sarcastic words.
Except for the sour and sour Zhou Miaoyin, Youshu really didn't pay attention to the others, and pretended that she didn't hear anything, just waited patiently. Three days later, Renxintang was still unoccupied. After a little thought, he changed the sign to "specialize for incurable diseases", and then placed it on the street.
This time, not only passers-by laughed until their stomachs hurt, but even Zhou Miaoyin, who was always happy and quiet, came to watch the excitement several times.
King Yu, for some reason, always thinks of that brief kiss, and these days, he is a little out of his mind. Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Zhang Gui told him the various deeds of shopkeeper Song as a joke.
"Oh? He actually put up the sign? He's really brave. Has anyone visited these days?"
"How can it be! How did Song Rendong die? No one in Cangzhou City knows about it. If Mrs. Song was still alive, maybe he would be able to erect the signboard of Renxintang and pass it on to Song Youshu. This kid is really crazy in order to revive his family business, he even dares to let go of such arrogant words, and he is not afraid that it will not end in the end."
"Young people are inevitably a little impatient, and their swords are slanted. He is the only one left in the Song family now, so there is nothing to worry about. Let's go, go to see his brand with this king." Wang Xing hurried out the door.
The flow of people on Shennong Street is two or three times that of the usual one. The brand of shopkeeper Ge Yin Song is too unique. After word of mouth, it attracted many onlookers. King Yu was wearing ordinary coarse cloth clothes and squeezed to the front under the protection of the guards, only to see that the sign was four feet long, bordered with golden nanmu, and the ink was red cinnabar. The writing was majestic and majestic. Really feel a little proud of the world.
Nice word! He sighed silently in his heart, and just as he was going forward to take a closer look, he heard the crisp sound of footsteps coming from the room, as if a pony was gradually approaching. But for a moment, the boy's small face with white and pink powder appeared in front of him, and the two small dimples looming on the cheeks seemed to be filled with nectar, which was sweet in the heart.
King Yun's eyes flashed slightly, and a faint smile appeared unwittingly.
Seeing the master laughing, Yushu became more and more happy, rubbed her hands and said, "My lord, are you looking for me to see a doctor? Come in!"
"No, this king just came to see your brand."
Shu's shining eyes dimmed instantly, one foot stepped out of the threshold, and the other was stuck in the door, looking very helpless.
Wang Yu wanted to reach out and pat him on the head, but in the end he held back, nodding slightly and walking towards Zhou's Medical Center. You Shu hurriedly followed, walking around him back and forth, looking like he was hesitant to speak.
Wang Yu secretly smiled in his heart, but he didn't show it at all on his face. The more he looked at this person, the more he looked like a puppy. He clearly wanted to please himself, but he didn't know how to flatter him. . If what he asked for was not to see a doctor for himself, but something else, King Yu would definitely not be able to refuse.
"This king is here, don't follow me." When he arrived at the door of Zhou's Medical Center, he said warmly and instructed, "Hone your medical skills well, walk steadily step by step, and walk steadily, so as not to fall down halfway. Song Rendong's previous lessons are still there, you Don't follow his old path. When practicing medicine and seeing a doctor, the most important thing is superb skills and a kind heart, not a good name. When your medical skills are mastered, this king will definitely invite you to see a doctor."
The master was still so gentle, making Youshu blush and heartbeat, unable to control himself, and was almost brainwashed by the other party, really thinking that he had nothing to gain except a bragging mouth. He quickly returned to his senses and waved his hands, "No, no, no, my medical skills are really good, and only I can cure your disease."
Wang Yu shook his head and laughed, and after giving him a deep look, he led the boy to the backyard of the hospital.
Youshu wanted to follow, but was kicked out by the shop assistant, so he had to walk back in despair. Just at this moment, a luxury carriage stopped by the roadside, and several young and beautiful maids and a luxuriously dressed lady helped a young man to descend slowly to the ground. The man's skin was pale, his stature was thin, and his eye sockets were deeply sunken, making him look very haggard. When passing by Youshu, he raised his arm slightly, letting the wide sleeve slip down, revealing half of his thin wrist, which looked like a walking skeleton.
"I've seen Mrs. Wang before, and I've seen the prince. My son, why are you so thin?" The attendant hurriedly greeted him.
Wang Gongzi said with an air of gossamer, "I'm hungry, give me something to eat..."
"We're a hospital, not a restaurant. You must have gone wrong, right?"
Mrs. Wang, who was supporting him, urged him, "Hurry up, let Doctor Zhou show me. For the past two weeks, he has been hungry all the time, no matter how much he has eaten, it seems that he has not eaten. He lost weight rapidly. No, he doesn't even have a human figure now, and he's still shouting to eat..." As he spoke, his eyes were red and his voice trembled, showing that he was in a hurry.
Seeing that Wang Gongzi's face was like golden paper and his breath was weak, the running man hurried to the backyard to call someone. A few other little girls who did odd jobs came over and placed the prince in the reclining chair. This is an emergency, there is no need to queue up with a number, and Doctor Zhou will show him the first one later.
Youshu squeezed in while taking advantage of the chaos, observed it carefully for a moment, and asserted, "Mrs Wang, don't waste your energy. I am the only one in the world who can cure this disease of the young master."
"Who are you?" Madam Wang looked puzzled.
Someone next to him said with a smile, "He is the famous 'Song Shenyi', the one who specializes in incurable diseases!"
Mrs. Wang had obviously heard about the brand establishment, and she couldn't help showing a look of contempt, "You yellow-haired boy dares to challenge Doctor Zhou, have you memorized the "Medicine Classic" and "Medical Classic"? Go home quickly, don't come out and be ashamed."
Yushu's forehead twitched, and it became more and more difficult for him to communicate with these mortals. He was waiting for further explanation, but saw Zhou Miaoyin hurried over and waved his hand, "My patient doesn't bother Doctor Song, please come back. Take it to the ward."
Several strong men ran out carrying stretchers, pushing the slender Youshu aside. Watching them walk away, Shu Shu shouted in a loud voice, "Mrs Wang, I'll put my words here, the prince's illness can't be cured by ordinary doctors. If you're desperate one day, just come to Renxintang to find it. I."
"Bah! You are desperate!" The maid at the end spat at him. Mrs. Wang was also very unhappy, but because she was worried about her son, she had no time to care about him.
You Shu stood alone for a while before poking at the fingers of the crowd, leaving in cynicism, stepping into the deserted and empty Ren Xin Tang, suddenly adding a feeling of "everyone is drunk and I'm awake alone".
In the past, if Zhou Miaoyin encountered a patient who was in urgent need of treatment, Zhou Miaoyin would leave the prince to go to work. The prince did not leave, but watched with great interest, as if he admired her very much, but today he only sat for half an hour before getting up and leaving, and his expression was unpredictable, his thoughts were out of his mind, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Zhou Miaoyin didn't go to see him off, but she was a little anxious, barely calmed down, and then walked into the consultation room. The prince had already taken off his outer robe, and was lying on the diagnosis table wearing only smug clothes and trousers. The thin fabric was attached to the surface of his body, which exposed his bones and looked terrifying.
Even the well-informed Zhou Miaoyin could not help but look surprised. After checking it carefully, he asked a lot of questions, and finally asserted, "Bulimia needs to be adjusted from both physical and psychological aspects. First give him an infusion and replenish it. Nutrition, and then go through the hospitalization procedures. If he eats, you have to watch him closely, and don't let him secretly vomit. "
"I didn't vomit, I'm not bulimic!" Wang Gongzi retorted angrily, but Zhou Miaoyin pushed him back to the hospital bed and refused to accept it.
Everyone in Cangzhou City knows that if they encounter a critically ill patient, Dr. Zhou will leave them 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 quilt. The bedding in the hospital has been used by too many people, and it is not as clean as the one at home.
Zhou Miaoyin prescribed a few prescriptions for strengthening the body and nourishing vitality, and asked the servant to take the maid to the front hall to get the medicine, and secretly said in her heart: Fortunately, the spiritual spring in my space can sterilize and replenish vitality, otherwise this bulimia will really not be cured. After diluting the spirit spring and feeding it to the prince, it should be able to make him plump as soon as possible, and the psychological aspect can be adjusted slowly in the future.
Just after the prince was settled, there were people crying loudly outside the door. Zhou Miaoyin hurriedly ran out to check, but saw a woman holding a three- or four-year-old boy in her arms, staggering across the threshold, "Zhou Shenyi, Please save my son! He just fell into the river!"
Several drenched teenagers followed, and one of them looked desperate and should be a relative of the little boy. He tried to hold the child, but was pushed away by the woman and roared, "Get out! I don't want to see you again in this life! If you weren't having fun, how could you let your brother fall into the river? When your father returns, how can I tell you He explained it!"
The young man knelt down to Zhou Miaoyin and kowtowed, "Zhou Shenyi, I would like to exchange my life for my brother's life. If you can save him, I will treat you as a bull and a horse for the rest of my life!"
Zhou Miaoyin didn't care to help him, she reached out to pick up the child, and then her face changed greatly, "When did he fall into the water?"
"A little half an hour ago." The woman trembled.
"It's useless, his corpse is already stiff, and the corpse has also appeared. No matter how you save it, you can't survive. You can take him back for burial." Zhou Miaoyin put the child on the consultation table and covered it with a white cloth.
The woman's head was dizzy for a while, and she shouted sharply, "How can there be someone in this world who cannot be saved by your genius doctor? When the boy from the Sun family fell into the river, wasn't it also you who breathed life? You are Aren't you worried that I can't pay the money? You rescue first, and I'll go home and get it!"
"No, no, it's not about the money. I'm a human, not an immortal, so how can I bring the dead back to life? This sister-in-law, please forgive me." Every time this time, Zhou Miaoyin felt very uncomfortable.
The woman cried and begged, and the young man kowtowed again and again, but refused to leave. In fact, they also understand that the little boy's breath has long since been cut off, and the body is so cold that even the Daluo Immortal can't save it, but it is inevitable that there is a trace of delusion in their hearts. This person is the genius doctor of Zhou. She is known as the genius doctor of Zhou who claims to have no disease but no cure and omnipotence. She will definitely have a solution.
Zhou Miaoyin was in a dilemma, but she heard someone shouting from outside the door, "This eldest sister, why don't you go to Renxintang to have a look. Shopkeeper Song's medical skills are also superb, and he claims to be specialized in treating incurable diseases!"
"Yeah, yeah! People have said that they can 'the flesh and bones of the dead'. Instead of embarrassing a mortal like Dr. Zhou, you might as well ask that true god." Some people secretly refrained from laughing.
Although Zhou Miaoyin resented the young man's eagerness for quick success, he didn't want to pass his troubles on to others, so he quickly explained, "Sister-in-law, don't listen to their nonsense, shopkeeper Song is young and is just playing around. Take it away for burial, lest he be left alone."
Unexpectedly, the woman, like a drowning person, grabbed the last straw, picked up her young son and walked towards Renxintang without saying a word. The audience also swarmed up, all waiting to see a good show.
Zhou Miaoyin hesitated for a moment and followed, preparing to help the boy out of the siege.