Chapter 192: 192 accumulate blessings

Chapter 192: 192 accumulate blessings

Chapter 192 Chapter 192 Accumulating Blessings

"It hurts, it hurts so much!" The woman in green moaned in pain. Excessive blood loss made her confused and weak.

Beside the couch, two children, a boy and a girl, were gathered around. They were crying so hard that their eyes and noses were running, and they were sobbing and shouting "Mother".

A man with brown straight clothes and a short beard also had red eyes. When he saw Doctor Liu coming back, he hurriedly greeted him, "Doctor, is the miracle doctor here? You must help ask the miracle doctor to save my wife!"

His voice choked up as he spoke.

His wife was accidentally pricked in the eye by a wooden stick flying in the air. It was such a disaster that he was also panicked at that time. It was his neighbors who told him that the miracle doctor from Jishitang had great medical skills and could bring the dead back to life, so he asked them to come and save the world. He wanted to give it a try, so he quickly sent his wife over.

"Mr. Yang, the miracle doctor is here, please get out of the way first and let the miracle doctor take a look at the injury." Dr. Liu said patiently to the man in brown clothes.

Mr. Yang quickly stepped aside and looked at the veiled girl behind Dr. Liu.

This girl looks less than half his age. Could it be that she is the miracle doctor from Jishi Hall who claims to be able to bring the dead back to life? !

Master Yang was filled with surprise and uncertainty, staring at Chu Qianchen's every move without blinking.

As he got closer, Chu Qianchen discovered that the woman's nasal cavity was also bleeding. Her **** face looked even terrifying, her breathing was weak, and a low moan escaped from her mouth.

But Chu Qianchen didn't even move his eyebrows.

Compared to the wounded soldiers in previous lives who had their arms, legs, or even disemboweled on the battlefield, although this woman's injuries were serious, they did not frighten her.

Chu Qianchen cleaned his hands first, then skillfully began to check the woman's wounds, from her eyes to her nose to her ears, then felt her pulse, and whispered: "The wound is very deep..."

Master Yang's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.

Just now, old doctor Liu said the same thing, saying that the wooden stick penetrated too deep and the wound would bleed. If the bleeding could not be stopped, it would be a dead end. But if the wooden stick was pulled out of the eyeball, it would tear. Wounds are also a dead end.

Chu Qianchen continued: "The wooden stick went from her eye socket to her sinus. Because there were barbs on the wooden stick, if you pulled it out directly, it would cause the wound to expand and cause massive bleeding."

Master Yang's heart sank even lower. The words of this little miracle doctor are similar to what the old doctor Liu said.

"Little miracle doctor, can she still be saved?" Dr. Liu asked him the question he wanted to ask the most.

"You can give it a try." Chu Qianchen explained, "You have to pull out the stick, but you can't pull it out by force. You have to use a knife to cut the flesh..."

"Use a knife?!" Mr. Yang interrupted Chu Qianchen in disbelief, and asked repeatedly, "What kind of knife? Why use a knife to cut?"

Mr. Yang's mind was buzzing and buzzing.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl in pink beside him frowned and raised her voice excitedly: "Brother, don't listen to her. How could you use a knife on my sister-in-law's eyes? That would definitely kill her alive." It hurts to death!”

For ordinary people, using a knife on people's flesh is simply a witchcraft. It does not save people, but harms them.

The two children of the Yang family seemed to understand, but they also felt that the atmosphere was not right and they were at a loss.

Even Doctor Liu was surprised.

There were "injury doctors" in the Central Plains thousands of years ago. They used knives, scissors, needles and threads to perform excisions, sutures and other treatment methods on the injured. Hua Tuo, the miracle doctor, was the best among them. He also invented Ma Fei Powder to facilitate his operation.

These are all recorded in ancient books.

However, Ma Fei Powder has been lost for a long time, and some of Hua Tuo's deeds are similar to legends, and no one has ever seen them with their own eyes.

If it hadn't been for the little miracle doctor who said this, even Doctor Liu would have thought it was fantastic.

Chu Qianchen said bluntly: "If she is not treated, she will probably not survive for an hour."

This woman was very unlucky and suffered this misfortune. However, there was still a glimmer of hope. The stick penetrated deeply, but it penetrated from the edge of the eyeball without damaging her brain. That's why she was able to survive until now. .

Mr. Yang and his family were all hesitant. On the one hand, they were worried about Wang Wang's safety, but on the other hand, they did not dare to take risks easily and put Wang Wang's life in the hands of such a young girl who had not yet reached the age of hair.

Chu Qianchen didn't push it. This kind of matter must be decided by the patient or his family.

Mr. Yang clenched his fists and asked in a difficult voice: "Miracle doctor, is it certain that my wife can be saved?"

Chu Qianchen shook her head, she couldn't guarantee it.

When Mr. Yang and Miss Yang saw Chu Qianchen shaking his head, their expressions changed. Then Miss Yang said in a sharp voice: "Brother, look, this is just a quack doctor who is just trying to gain fame. She also said she wanted to operate under the knife. This move Dao, isn’t my sister-in-law dead?”

Mr. Yang didn't believe in his heart that such a little girl who was no older than his sister really had such good medical skills as the legend said. He gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go, we won't cure him!"

"Come here, take the lady away quickly, let's go to another house to see her!"

Mr. Yang became more and more determined the more he spoke, yes, there were so many medical clinics and doctors in this huge capital, and he did not believe that doctors from other medical clinics could not save her.

When Dr. Liu heard this, he wanted to speak but stopped.

He looked at Chu Qianchen's expression and found that he did not stop Mr. Yang after all.

Treatment also depends on the willingness of you and me. The doctor must be willing to treat and the patient must be willing to respond.

He knew very well in his heart that if even the little miracle doctor said he was not completely sure, then other doctors might not be able to save Mrs. Yang at all.

The Yang family quickly put the dying Yang Wangshi on the sedan chair. Yang Wangshi seemed to wake up a little and kept wailing.

Miss Yang quickly went to comfort Mrs. Yang, saying things like "Sister-in-law, please bear with me."

When the mother-in-law carried the sedan chair away, Miss Yang glared at Chu Qianchen, flicked her sleeves heavily, and scolded angrily:

"Quack doctors mislead people!"

"Brother, this traditional Chinese medical center has a false name. It only delays my sister-in-law's injury. Once my sister-in-law recovers, I will smash their sign!"

The Yang family left, so the people watching the fun outside also dispersed.

The inside and outside of Jishi Hall suddenly became empty and very quiet.

Chu Qianchen had no intention of persuading the Yang family from the beginning to the end. After living for two lives, she had already seen through some things.

Doctors are not gods.

Some patients always hope that the doctor can bring the dead back to life, but if he can really bring the dead back to life, how could she not be able to save the prince in her previous life? !

Doctors are human beings, and human abilities must have their limitations.

Thinking of Gu Jue, Chu Qianchen casually told Hu Hu: "Hu Hu, go to the Wuweizhai at the intersection and buy some candied fruits."

She planned to buy this candied fruit for the prince to take with him so that he could eat it when his mouth tastes bitter after taking medicine on the way. Although the prince always said that he was not afraid of hardship, she felt that the new medicine prescribed this time was quite bitter...

Dr. Liu had a lot to say, and after the Yang family had left, he asked eagerly: "Little miracle doctor, can you really operate on the eyeball and take out that wooden stick?"

"I have seen this method in some ancient medical books such as "Fifty-two Prescriptions for Diseases" and "Huangdi Neijing", but they are all very concise and mentioned in one stroke. I always thought that this technique has been lost long ago..."

"Little miracle doctor, have you developed Ma Fei Powder? Or are you planning to use gold needles to relieve pain?"

"And stitches..."

Doctor Liu had many doubts in his mind and asked a series of questions.

When Amber walked out of Jishi Hall, she could still hear Dr. Liu talking nonstop.

She walked south along Huahong Street.

People were coming and going on the street, and it was very noisy. She soon lost sight of Dr. Liu's voice. When she walked past the Rende Hall in front of her, she found seven or eight people outside the Rende Hall.

Amber stopped and looked into Rende Hall, and saw Mr. Yang's family at a glance.

The sedan chair was parked in the front hall. Yang Wangshi, whose face was covered with blood, leaned weakly on Miss Yang. The wooden stick still stuck in her right eye made many onlookers unable to bear to look directly at it.

"Mr. Yang," a gray-haired old doctor was talking to Mr. Yang, "I guarantee that I can save your lady's life, but these eyes..."

Master Yang thanked him profusely and said, "Doctor Li, I just want to save my wife's life. As long as you can save my wife, fifty taels of silver will not be a problem!"

The onlookers outside were in an uproar for a while, whispering to each other:

"Fifty taels, this gentleman is so generous!"

"That's because Dr. Li has great medical skills. Think about it, this disease that Jishi Hall can't cure can be cured by Rende Hall!"

"Don't talk too much. The person hasn't been saved yet."

Some people praised Rendetang, while others questioned it. The more these good people talked, the more they became lively.

The doctors and clerks in Rende Hall also heard it. Doctor Li quietly winked at a clerk next to him.

The clerk said confidently: "Mr. Yang, our Rende Tang has been open in Beijing for more than fifty years. Dr. Li is a well-known doctor. He has cured many difficult and complicated diseases. Unlike that Jishi Tang !”

"Humph, I don't know how Jishitang deceived the name of a Chinese medical clinic. In fact, his medical skills are mediocre, and he just relied on a yellow-haired girl to swindle him."

"This quack doctor harms people, just like an executioner!" the clerk said indignantly, showing disdain for Ji Shitang.

"That's good." Miss Yang nodded with deep approval, "Those quack doctors are just like murderers seeking wealth and murder!"

Doctor Li twirled his beard and said with a benevolent look, "Hurry and carry Mrs. Yang in, so as not to delay the injury any longer."

Soon, the two women carried Mrs. Yang Wang to the back hall of Rende Hall. A curtain blocked the eyes of outsiders, so Amber could not see anything.

Those good-for-nothing people still gathered at the entrance of the medical center, but Amber did not stay any longer and continued to walk forward, and soon arrived at Wuweizhai at the end of the street.

Wuweizhai's business has always been good, and it is the most popular preserve and snack shop in the nearby streets.

At this moment, a long queue of nearly seven to eight feet was lined up at the entrance of Rendetang, winding its way, and attracted some children to watch, all looking enviously at the guests who bought preserves and snacks.

The weather in August was extremely hot. Fortunately, Amber was wearing a curtain hat to block the sun.

Amber stood in line patiently and waited for a full incense. There were only two people left in front of her, and it was finally her turn.

She took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her forehead. At this moment, she heard an excited female voice coming from behind: "Sister Wang, have you heard? Rendetang is killing people!"

"Really?" Another old female voice asked curiously. "Yes, the woman whose eyes were hurt just now is about to die. It's all covered in blood. Her family members are crying, saying that they want Rendetang to kill someone to pay for their lives!" said the first female voice, "It's really pitiful. I see that her two children are not very big...this motherless child is the most pitiable!"

Immediately afterwards, another unfamiliar male voice intervened and asked: "I heard someone say before that the woman who hurt her eye was sent to Jishi Hall? Why did she go to Rende Hall again? Could it be that Jishi Hall couldn't cure it? ?”

"How do I know this!"

"The way I see it, a patient who can't even be cured by the God of Jishi Hall might as well just be carried back to prepare a coffin. Why suffer in vain..."

“…”

The voices of those people gradually became distant, and Amber looked back at them.

She knew they were talking about the Yang family. It seemed that just as the princess said, pulling out the stick from Mrs. Yang's eye would only widen the wound.

Amber quickly withdrew her gaze and didn't say anything.

The princess once told her that it is their own choice which doctor they choose to treat, whether they want to be treated or not. Doctors are not gods. They can neither bring the dead back to life nor save everyone.

When Amber saw that the person in front had finished buying, he took another step towards Wuweizhai and said to the guy behind the counter: "This... this... and this preserve, give me a jar of each."

"By the way, these two are new, right? I'll have a can of each."

After Hu Bo bought the candied fruits, she returned to Jishi Hall along the same route.

Doctor Liu was still talking to Chu Qianchen, but he had changed the topic.

"...The little miracle doctor, Zixue Dan, has cured more than a hundred children suffering from infantile convulsions in just a few months. Now, all the government offices in Beijing and surrounding counties know about our Zixue Dan. There are children in the family who have convulsions." People with wind disease will come to us for medical treatment.”

Dr. Liu said with a smile on his face, full of energy.

Thanks to the blessing of Zixue Dan, their Jishi Hall became famous and gained a place in the capital.

Chu Qianchen smiled slightly, took out a prescription from his sleeve pocket, and handed it to Dr. Liu, "You can keep this."

Doctor Liu glanced at the prescription and was surprised.

In the past, Chu Qianchen only gave Ji Shitang the Purple Snow Pill that he prepared and took a commission from it, but today, she directly gave her the recipe for the Purple Snow Pill.

At the end of the prescription, she also noted the most important tip: this Purple Snow Pill must be made with a silver pot and gold spatula in order to have greater efficacy than ordinary Purple Snow Powder.

This kind of prescription is extremely valuable to medical clinics, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it can be regarded as a family heirloom.

Doctor Liu looked at Fang Zi in shock, not daring to answer the question, "Little miracle doctor, this..."

Chu Qianchen directly placed the prescription on the Ruyi small prescription table between the two of them and said, "You can keep this prescription. You don't have to give me any share of the Purple Snow Pill in the future."

"My only condition is that the price of Purple Snow Pill be reduced by half."

Chu Qianchen has calculated that once his own share is deducted, even if the price of Purple Snow Pill is reduced by half, Jishitang's profit can still be guaranteed.

In fact, she had planned to do this for a long time, but she didn't know Jishitang's character and behavior before. After getting along with each other for these few months, she had some understanding of the Liu family's ancestors and grandchildren. Recently, she asked Cheng Linhua to check on Jishitang. I thought they were trustworthy, so I made this decision.

The price of Purple Snow Pill is now slightly more expensive. If it were reduced by half, most families would be able to afford it, and more children would be able to take Purple Snow Pill.

When Dr. Liu heard this, he immediately understood what Chu Qianchen meant and said movedly: "Little miracle doctor, you are really kind-hearted!"

Chu Qianchen wanted to make children from poor families afford Purple Snow Pill, which was simply a great merit.

Chu Qianchen just smiled and drank tea without commenting, allowing the other party to misunderstand.

In fact, she is not that kind-hearted, nor is she a selfless person. Otherwise, she would not have rebelled with Qin Yao in her previous life.

Today, Gu Lang is indeed stupid and unscrupulous, but her rebellion was just to avenge the prince.

Now, everything she does is still for the prince.

Her kindness has a purpose and is to accumulate blessings.

In her last life, she didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but in this life, she did.

Therefore, she wanted to accumulate blessings for the prince.

To her, only the prince is the most important.

However, in the eyes of Dr. Liu, Chu Qianchen's benevolence and benevolence were as if they were descended from the world by Master Guanyin. Even her smile looked so holy.

Dr. Liu calmed down and solemnly picked up the prescription on the small square table. As if he had found a treasure, he nodded and said, "Don't worry, little miraculous doctor! I promise you."

Little Doctor Liu made up his mind and decided to discuss it with his grandfather again. After deducting the cost of the Purple Snow Pill medicinal material, he would not make a single copper penny. This prescription was worth it.

Moreover, the Liu family has also benefited a lot from this prescription.

When Chu Qianchen saw Hu Huo coming back, he stood up and said, "Hu Huo, let's go back."

Jiang Yuan and the carriage were waiting outside Jishi Hall.

Amber responded, and just as he was hesitating whether to talk to Chu Qianchen about Rendetang, he smelled a strong smell of blood blown by the wind.

Amber moved the tip of her nose and frowned slightly. The next moment, a petite and slender figure shouted "miracle doctor" and flew over. The pink dress was covered with pools of blood, and almost half of her body was covered in blood. , so frightened that the passers-by around him took several steps back.

Passersby pointed at the "bloody man".

Jiang Yuan reacted very quickly. He stretched out his arm and used his bamboo hat to block the gap between Chu Qianchen and the "bloody man".

"Miracle doctor," the "bloody man" looked at Chu Qianchen pleadingly and knelt down with a plop, "Please, please save my sister-in-law!"

Amber was also startled by this "bloody man". After a closer look, she recognized that the pink-clothed girl covered in blood was none other than Miss Yang. At this moment, she was no longer as arrogant as before, and her beauty was pale. , the slender body trembled slightly.

Miss Yang kowtowed to Chu Qianchen and said, "Miracle doctor, I was blind and talking nonsense before. You have a lot, don't argue with me! I'm kowtowing to you!"

"Miracle doctor, you can give me as much money as you want!"

"My sister-in-law...please ask the miracle doctor to save my sister-in-law."

Miss Yang choked up as she spoke. She was raised by her sister-in-law, who was like a mother. Seeing her sister-in-law dying by a thread, her heart ached.

Amber looked at Miss Yang who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowed. Thinking back to the conversation she heard outside Wuweizhai just now, she guessed that the blood on her body should belong to that Yang Wang family.

Miss Yang didn't kowtow a few times before her fair forehead turned purple.

Her actions attracted many passers-by to stop and look towards her.

At this time, the two children of the Yang family also ran over, knelt down beside Miss Yang, and kowtowed to Chu Qianchen: "Miracle doctor, please save my mother."

Chu Qianchen, who was about to get on the carriage, let go of his right hand on Hu Hu's hand and asked, "Where is he now?"

Miss Yang's gray eyes were ignited with the flame of hope, and she quickly said: "My sister-in-law is in the Rende Hall in front of me. She is bleeding and we dare not touch her..."

Yang Wang's current condition is really bad, and they are afraid that moving her will make the bleeding worse.

"Lead the way." Chu Qianchen said, his voice clear and cold, like a clear spring flowing through in this hot summer.

Miss Yang quickly stood up and said, "Miracle Doctor, this way!"

Chu Qianchen took Amber towards the direction of Rende Hall.

The passers-by also followed curiously. Some people didn't know what was going on, so they asked people to inquire; some people had been paying attention to this matter since the Yang family first went to Jishi Hall, and talked about it with great interest. ; Some people are speculating whether Ji Shitang, the miracle doctor, can save people.

When Chu Qianchen arrived at Rende Hall, a large group of people were already behind them, and they immediately surrounded Rende Hall on three floors inside and three floors outside, almost blocking half of the street.

The clerk from Rendetang looked at Chu Qianchen and Miss Yang with embarrassed expressions, not daring to stop them.

"Please come this way." Miss Yang led Chu Qianchen into the inner hall behind the curtain.

In the inner hall, Mrs. Yang was lying on a beauty couch. Her body and body were covered in blood. She was even weaker. She was breathing more out and less in. She couldn't even hear her moans.

Next to him, Doctor Li's face was extremely ugly. Master Yang cursed at him bitterly: "Didn't you say you could save my wife?"

"You still say that Ji Shitang is the executioner, but I think you are the executioner."

"If there is anything wrong with my wife, I will not only destroy your Rende Hall, but I will also go to Jingzhao Mansion to sue you for murder!"

Mr. Yang became more and more excited, and the veins on his forehead were beating wildly.

Doctor Li's face was filled with panic and regret. Just now, he just tried to pull out the wooden stick, but unexpectedly, the blood flowed even more violently, and Wang Wang was now on the verge of death.

"Brother," Miss Yang, who had just entered the inner hall, said excitedly, "I have invited the miracle doctor."

Miss Yang quickly invited Chu Qianchen to the bedside. Mr. Yang didn't care about arguing with Doctor Li and quickly gathered around.

Doctor Li's face was ashen. Even if he didn't feel the pulse, he could still be sure that Mrs. Yang Wang couldn't be saved, even if the gods came, it would be useless.

Chu Qianchen checked the wound on Yang Wang's eye again and could see at a glance that the barb on the wooden stick had become bigger because Doctor Li had to force it out.

She checked Yang Wang's pulse again, and her expression was extremely calm from beginning to end, making it difficult to detect any clues.

With a glimmer of hope, Miss Yang asked nervously: "Miracle doctor, can my sister-in-law be saved?"

(End of chapter)