More than a dozen people gathered outside Fang Caotang, they bowed their heads and said this together, the old steward got out of the car, and heard someone from a distance: "Liu Lao himself is sick, how to treat others." ”

"Then what else are you looking at? Everyone has a patient at home, let's find another doctor, Old Liu is no longer in Fang Caotang, and Miss Liu is also leaving. ”

The old housekeeper's eyelids jumped, it wouldn't be such a coincidence, what should I do if I don't go back to Old Marquis Liu?

What should he do if the old marquis is not sick?

The old housekeeper hurriedly walked over to ask clearly, and at this time, a young man walked out of Fang Caotang: "You don't have to line up here, Liu Lao was infected with the plague last night, and went to Donghua Street with Miss to find my young lady." ”

Why Donghua Street again?

Without waiting for others to ask anything, the old housekeeper pushed aside the crowd and rushed over first: "You have made it clear, why is Liu Lao Hui sick? Isn't he a doctor? He can't be cured when he is sick, what are you doing on Donghua Street?"

Everyone pointed at this inexplicable person: "Who is this?"

The little guy arched his hand: "This old man is here to seek medical treatment, right? It's really unfortunate, if you are really in a hurry, take the patient to Donghua Street to find our young lady, my old lady is although the medical skills are excellent, but he is sick, and he can't see a doctor, and people have no strength." ”

The old housekeeper listened strangely: "Why is this Liu Lao your old lady, and what does he have to do with Miss Zhou?"

The little guy smiled: "It's relatives, it's all a family." ”

The old housekeeper scolded in his heart, why are all the doctors in the world from their family.

Let's not mention the fact that the old steward returned in vain.

Liu Lao is sick, and he wants Lin Xiaojue to treat him, so he can't help Wang Zhizhi's illness at all.

After the early morning, Wang Zhizhi woke up, with yesterday's experience, Lin Xiaojue asked the kitchen to prepare easy-to-digest dough for Wang Zhizhi, and after she ate two bites, he fed her ginseng soup.

But after a while, the child vomited out all the food and the decoction, and did not digest it at all.

After Wang Zhizhi vomited, he began to look around and cry, and he didn't know where he was uncomfortable.

Zhou Qinghan and Zhang's were distressed, but there was no other way, Zhang and Lingnan cleaned up the mess, and Zhou Qinghan walked back and forth on the ground with the child in his arms, coaxing.

When a child is sick, the whole family is not at ease.

But why is this happening?

I didn't vomit when I drank ginseng soup last night, but now I'm vomiting.

Could it be that her recipe was wrong? Lin Xiaojue was dumbfounded, puzzled.

But now there is no one to talk to.

What to do?

She looked at Wang Zhizhi and couldn't think of anything in her head.

Time passed minute by minute, and Lin Xiaojue still had no thoughts at all.

Gradually, the child stopped crying.

Zhou Qinghan was also tired, and stopped to look at his daughter: "Sister Hui is not crying." She was quite happy to tell Lin Xiaojue.

Lin Xiaojue walked over and saw that the child's chin was resting on his mother's neck, his face was painful, his eyes were blank, and it was clearly very serious.

It is only serious if the child does not cry or make trouble.

It's a good thing to be able to cry and make trouble when you're sick, which shows that you still have strength.

Lin Xiaojue's heart trembled, what can I do?

This can be said to be the biggest crisis since Lin Xiaojue practiced medicine, and she was unable to relieve the pain of her relatives.

Xu is child's cry alarmed him, Xu is his eldest young master didn't sleep well last night.

Anyway, he looked angry when he got up, and as soon as he came in, he asked Zhou Qinghan: "How is Sister Hui?"

Zhou Qinghan was very dissatisfied with the tone of his speech, and turned around with his back to him while holding the child.

Zhang was afraid that Wang Zhongshan would be embarrassed, so he said, "Don't cry." ”

Wang Yat-sen looked at the water sprinkled on the ground and asked, "Then what are these traces? Someone has obviously vomited, is it Sister Hui?"

Zhang and Ling Nan nodded at the same time.

Wang Zhongshan snorted angrily, pointed at Zhou Qinghan and said: "Didn't you say that your sister has great powers and can cure the disease? She still vomits, but it's not good, do you still believe that she is a woman who understands medical skills? A woman should be married and taught children at home, and what has happened to people who show up to her? Let's go back." ”

I want to take my wife and daughter back, but I don't forget to count Lin Xiaojue.

However, Lin Xiaojue was no longer in the mood to meet him at this time, Wang Zhizhi's situation was in crisis, and other doctors might not have a way to eat and vomit whatever the child ate.

She suddenly opened the door and walked out.

Wang Zhongshan was losing his temper, thinking that she would talk back, but he didn't expect her to turn around and leave.

Stunned, he looked at the closed door: "What does she mean by this?"

In fact, the people on the side didn't know what it meant.

Zhou Qinghan glanced at him and said, "Of course I don't want to be the same as you, you can do it yourself." ”

"What do you mean?"

When he asked Zhou Qinghan again, his tone was still choked, and Zhou Qinghan stopped talking.

Zhang and Ling Nan also lowered their heads and were busy with things, not looking at Wang Zhongshan, Wang Zhongshan made a fuss and was boring, so he had to sit down angrily, and then said to Ling Nan: "Something that has no eyes, go get some breakfast and eat with me, living in such a place, there is nothing." ”

Nothing and didn't let him live in the open air, Ling Nan was unhappy in his heart, raised his eyes and saw the tiredness on Zhou Qinghan's face, swallowed back what he wanted to say, and said, "Fifth aunt, wait a minute." ”

And then it went out.

Wang Zhongshan was angry and finally found a sense of accomplishment in the maid, and let out a long sigh.

After Lin Xiaojue left, she went to the next room, where are the table books, she picked up a pen and wrote down her thoughts on straw paper, is the warm medicinal use of ginseng aconite and dried ginger wrong?

No, it didn't get worse after using it yesterday.

But then why do you still throw up today?

What the hell is going on?

Lin Xiaojue drew a lot of forks on the paper, and he was a little impetuous.

When she was done, she told herself to be calm.

She said to herself: "You are conceited to study medicine, you are conceited to study medicine hard, you are conceited to be good at medicine, then you can't even cure your niece?

"No, this is not the time for you to blame yourself, the more you have to be calm and analyze the symptoms carefully. ”l

Lin Xiaojue kneaded the messy paper ball on the ground, and then wrote again.

Wood, fire, earth, gold, water, heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys.

Stomach qi is going to fall, and vomiting is retrograde.

Then why does stomach qi go retrograde?

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in my head, and it was also possible that my stomach was too weak to accept the smell of medicine.

In other words, the stomach doesn't like the smell of ginseng soup now.

So what to do?

Adjust the smell of the ginseng soup to the smell that your stomach likes.

When you think of it, you have to act.

Lin Xiaojue put down his pen, rushed out of the door and ran to the porch and shouted Lingnan.

Lingnan went to the kitchen at this time, so he couldn't hear it, but Zhou Qinghan and Zhang, who lived on the third floor, poked their heads out and asked.

"What's wrong with you?"

Lin Xiaojue smiled: "I know." Then she didn't care about the eyes of others, and went downstairs, and now that everyone was busy, she would do it herself. (To be continued.) )