Chapter Ninety-Nine: Jiang Huijia's First Appearance of Medical Skills
Jiang Huijia pushed Song Yi through the way of the crowd. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Although Zhou Dalang's daughter-in-law's statement made her feel a little crying and laughing, the disease that should be treated still needs to be treated.
This is a good opportunity for her to first reveal her medical skills to the world, which has been laid out for a long time, and now it is time to reap the results step by step.
At the center of the crowd was a young woman tied up on the spot, her face haggard and her expression sluggish. Although her belly is high and bulging, not only does she not have the maternal love and brilliance that ordinary pregnant women often have, but she looks like she has no love.
The surrounding mother's family and mother-in-law's family are arguing for her, and many villagers are watching and pointing. She also seemed to be completely indifferent, as if she was already immersed in her own world, numb.
It was Wu Sanniang, her eyes lit up as soon as she saw Jiang Huijia, and she hurriedly shouted: "Huiniang!"
There was a look of excitement in his expression.
Jiang Huijia nodded to her slightly, and greeted Zhou Lizheng again.
Because of the arrival of her and Song Yi, and after all, Song Yi has now opened the Mongolian School Hall and taught a class of schoolchildren well, so his status in the hearts of the villagers in Qingshan Village was naturally raised. It is not good for everyone in Zhou Danniang's mother-in-law family to block and scold the Zhou family at this time, everyone is angry and retreats, and everyone in the Yang family also politely talks to Song Yi and Jiang Huijia.
But there was a man squatting on the side of the crowd, silently holding his head and saying nothing.
It wasn't until everyone here finished greeting a few words that Jiang Huijia proposed to take Zhou Danniang's pulse, and the man suddenly straightened up, rushed to Song Yi in a few steps, with a sad face, and said expectantly: "Mr. Song, my lady is really just sick?
Jiang Huijia: "......"
Who the hell is the doctor!
Is it really okay for you all to ignore me so much?
Be careful that I don't get cured!
She looked at this man and knew that he was Zhou Danniang's husband. At the moment, I have some contempt for this person, my wife is going to be burned to death by my own family, you are good, just squat and hold your head and play sad, this is also a man?
Song Yi also frowned slightly, but then he still nodded, and said categorically: "Zi Bu is silent, and the strange power is chaotic, and the evil things should not be talked about." The patient's behavior is crazy, which is actually a disease of the will and can be treated correctly. ”
He also read medical books and knew that most mental and mental diseases can be classified as emotional diseases.
Although it is impossible for him to understand medical skills because of this, it is enough to say some marginal words to bluff the ignorant villagers.
Of course, he said it bitingly, and the villagers didn't really understand it very well.
But the more he said this, the more the people around him looked at him with reverence and admiration, and suddenly everyone's faces showed an expression of "Sure enough, Mr. Song, Mr. Song is so powerful".
Jiang Huijia: "......"
can only be described as crying and laughing at the moment.
Fortunately, the villagers didn't understand, but they still understood the meaning expressed in Song Yi's words, "The evil can't be talked nonsense, Zhou Danniang's illness can be cured".
At that moment, Zhou Danniang's husband said excitedly: "Mr. Song, please save my wife!"
And the rest of the Yang family either hesitated or looked expectant, but no one dared to say that they wanted to stop it.
The father of the Yang family sighed and said, "Cure it, let it go!"
Waiting for everyone in the Yang family to get out of the way, Wu Sanniang hurriedly went to untie the rope tied to Zhou Danniang's body.
Zhou Danniang still looked sluggish and unmoved. She wasn't angry when she was bound, and she didn't like it now that she was unchained.
Song Yi shook Jiang Huijia's hand and glanced at her.
Jiang Huijia nodded slightly, and walked over to check Zhou Danniang's pulse.
Seeing that the person who came to check the pulse was actually her, the eldest lady of the Yang family opened her mouth to object, but it was Father Yang who stopped her.
Everyone was either curious, suspicious, or expectant, but at this time, they all closed their voices in unison, and unanimously watched Jiang Huijia treat Zhou Danniang.
Jiang Huijia touched her pulse like a smooth one, and there were many virtual strings. Looking at her complexion again, it is obviously a pessimistic and misanthropic expression. Gently pinching her cheeks again, Zhou Danniang involuntarily opened her mouth, and Jiang Huijia saw that her body was thin and white, and her tongue was pale red.
At the moment, it was judged that she should be depressed with liver depression and spleen deficiency.
So he stretched out his hand and pressed her on both sides.
Zhou Danniang was originally sluggish, and she didn't care what Jiang Huijia did to her. is Jiang Huijia pinching her face, she also looks like a doll, at the mercy of others.
But Jiang Huijia's hand pressed down on her ribs and applied a gentle force.
She jumped to her feet and exclaimed, "Ahhh
Wu Sanniang hurriedly stepped forward and looked at Jiang Huijia and Zhou Danniang nervously.
Jiang Huijia withdrew her hand and said lightly: "It's right to hurt, your liver qi is stagnant, which not only causes pain in your ribs, but also often abdominal distension and diarrhea, insomnia at night, and frequent nightmares." Am I right?"
Zhou Danniang's eyes rolled slightly, and her face finally had a look, and she was surprised: "How do you know?"
Jiang Huijia said: "Not only do I know this, but I also know that you are not pregnant at all!
"What?" Zhou Danniang exclaimed, and the people around her were also shocked when they heard the words, and everyone talked about it without mentioning it.
Only Zhou Danniang's sharp voice was particularly loud: "Impossible! You are talking nonsense!"
She was so angry that she even stretched out her hand to push Jiang Huijia: "How can it not be a child! I can clearly feel it! He moves in my stomach, and he will reach out and kick his feet, you actually say that you are not a child, what kind of person are you?
Jiang Huijia has been married to Qingshan Village for less than two months now, and there are still many villagers who have never seen her.
Although she came here with Song Yi and her identity was very obvious, Zhou Danniang was just immersed in her pessimistic world before, and she didn't know anything about foreign affairs at all, so naturally she wouldn't notice who Jiang Huijia was.
Jiang Huijia slightly let Zhou Danniang push her, and motioned to Wu Sanniang to come over and hold her with her eyes.
Wu Sanniang was still a little convinced of Jiang Huijia, and she didn't hesitate at the moment, and hurriedly came over to hug Zhou Danniang.
Jiang Huijia said: "I have been studying medical books hard in recent days, and I have a little experience. ”
As he spoke, he pointed at Father Yang and said, "Is this your father-in-law?"
Zhou Danniang was stunned: "What kind of qi syndrome? My father-in-law is very good, he is not sick at all!"
"Isn't he sick?" Jiang Huijia said with a smile, "You might as well ask him if he is often short of breath, has chest and diaphragm irritation, is thirsty and likes to drink, and has phlegm in his throat, but it is extremely difficult to cough it up." Often, once coughed up, the phlegm will be yellow and thick. ”
Every time she said these symptoms, Zhou Danniang didn't say anything, but Father Yang and Aunt Yang couldn't help but change their faces.
Without waiting for Zhou Danniang to answer, the eldest lady of the Yang family couldn't help but exclaim first: "This ...... This is true! Sir, lady, you ...... How do you know?"
What she said was tantamount to affirming Jiang Huijia's words.
Suddenly, everyone in the audience was shocked again. (To be continued.) )