He has studied medicine and pharmacology for decades, read medical books, and thinks that there are no diseases that he does not know, but there are many things on the paper written by Miss Yang that he has never heard of. There are so many medical skills in this world that he has not learned, he is already in his last years, he thought that there were no regrets in this life and he could die peacefully, but now when he saw this, he was afraid, he was afraid that he would not be able to learn so many exquisite medical skills before he died.

These are the secret recipes that the Yang family has hidden? Miss Yang said that she couldn't cut the pulse, so she relied on these symptoms? If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it.

Mr. Bai kept shaking his head, greedily looking at every word on the paper. The symptoms are so specific and subtle, without the slightest ambiguity, it took a long time for Mr. Bai to raise his head to look at Miss Yang, with an extremely envious look in his eyes, he has studied hard for so many years, but there is no such opportunity, to learn these things, he has never coveted the things of others, but now he is eager to steal all the medical skills in Miss Yang's mind and keep them for himself.

After Yang Mo finished writing the last word, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the blank space, "This is used to write about the symptoms of the second master." When she looked up, she found Mr. Bai standing beside her.

Yang Mo lowered his head and dried the ink and stood beside him, "The pulses of various diseases still need to be filled in by Mr. Bai." "No one can compete with Mr. Bai in terms of pulse.

It took Mr. Bai a long time to stabilize his mind and take the pen, the pen couldn't help but tremble in his hand, this piece of paper was written, I don't know how many people were going to be shocked, and there was his handwriting on it, just like this, he should die without regrets.

Mr. Bai carefully wrote the pulse, and the Yan family had already invited Lang Zhong to identify the symptoms.

Yang Mo said in a low voice: "How to write about Second Master Yan's illness?" ”

Elder Yan Ge looked at Mr. Bai.

Mr. Bai's eyes showed longing, but in a blink of an eye, he was suppressed by the medical virtue that was born out of him, "I don't know this way of distinguishing symptoms." ”

Yan Ge was stunned in surprise, even Mr. Bai wouldn't, how could that be good, even if there was a diagnosis of other diseases, Brother Qiao's illness was not written on it, this ...... Still doesn't work.

Mr. Bai turned his head to look at Yang Mo, and this action attracted the attention of everyone in the room.

"Since it is to cure the sick and save people, you have to do your best, and no one can distinguish the methods you come up with more accurately than you, and these are still written by you."

Old Mr. Bai's deep voice sounded, and a complicated expression appeared on Old Madam Yan's face, Miss Yang is a woman, how can she see a strange man. Wouldn't it be a bad reputation to say it, but without Miss Yang at the moment, no one can write these things clearly.

Old Madam Yan glanced at Old Lady Yan Ge deeply.

Elder Yan Ge slowly bowed his head and instructed his mother beside him, "When those Lang Zhong are finished, let people set up a screen, and ask Miss Yang to come over and take a look." ”

Mom was surprised for a moment before she hurriedly responded.

It didn't take long for Lang Zhong to withdraw one after another, and everyone got together to discuss the disease.

Yang Mo followed his subordinates into the east side room, and through the screen, he could see a person sitting on the official hat chair.

A few housekeepers and mothers were guarding on both sides of the screen, as if they were afraid that she would make some rude moves, Yang Mo couldn't help but smile bitterly, across the screen it was like fighting cattle across the mountains, not to mention that she didn't have such ability, and whoever came would be helpless.

The last time I was able to see Shiziye in the Dong family, it was because Shiziye was at a critical juncture of life and death, and now the Yan family is here, and Yan Erye is just a rash, and it is extremely difficult to have a face-to-face consultation.

Yang Mo looked at Qiu Tong, "Go and see if the Lang Zhong who had shown you the rash is there." ”

That little man is straightforward and willing to believe what she said, although he is now discerning, he is young and inconspicuous, and he will not be noticed when he calls out...... It couldn't be better if he came over to help.

Qiu Tong answered, and went down with his mother beside him, and after a while, Qiu Tong walked back quickly and bowed to Yang Mo.

The housekeeper's mother led Xiao Langzhong into the house, and Yang Mo sat at the rosewood painting table and lifted the pen.

"Check where the rash is?"

Xiao Langzhong heard the voice and hurriedly went to look.

"You don't have to look at it, it's on your arm." A slow, steady voice came from the room.

Only on the arm, "Is the rash symmetrical?" ”

Xiao Langzhong didn't understand.

Yang Mo changed the word, "Is there a pattern in the rash, the size and shape of the left and right sides of the same part are roughly the same." ”

Xiao Langzhong looked down for a long time, as if he had found something, and said, "It seems to be ......"

Yang Mo was stunned, and at first she thought it was pityriasis rosea, but this rash was scattered and irregular.

Yang Mo paused slightly, and then said, "What color is the rash?" Are the edges clear? Yang Mo raised his head when he said this, and saw Xiao Langzhong stretching out his hand to touch.

Miss Yang said before that Mr. Bai can use his hands to press the surface of the rash to identify the rash, Shen Weiyan cautiously stretched out his hand and was about to touch the rash, only to feel a strong force pull his arm up, and he raised his head to see stern eyes and frowning brows.

"I haven't identified any illness yet, who told you to touch it with your hands."

Yang Mo watched Xiao Langzhong's expression change from surprise and apprehension to purple red, and quickly lowered his head and washed his white collar.

Xiao Langzhong was dressed simply and plainly, and the things in the clinic box next to him were placed in an orderly manner, and he seemed to be very quiet and solemn on weekdays, probably not expecting her to come out from behind the screen, he was a little overwhelmed under the fright, and he didn't argue with her, and his arms only moved slightly.

Yang Mo let go of his hand, and Shen Weiyan immediately put his hands on his knees, "I just remembered Mr. Bai's method of identifying rashes." ”

The housekeeper's mother hurriedly followed and asked Yang Mo to return behind the screen.

Anyway, he has already come out, how can he not take a look at the rash on Yan Erye's arm.

"In the future, when you see this kind of rash that looks oozing and ulcerating, you can't touch it directly with your hands, and most of these rashes will be infected, and even if you don't care about it as a doctor, you can't be infected yourself before you break off the symptoms."

Shen Weiyan nodded hurriedly, "Next time...... Don't dare to do this again...... Flippant. ”

Yang Mo lowered her head and was just about to take a closer look at Second Master Yan's rash.

I only heard Mrs. Yan enter the door and say, "The imperial doctor wants to identify the paperwork." When he found Yang Mo coming out of the screen, he was stunned.

Yang Mo walked back to the side of the painting case, filled in the rest and handed it to Mrs. Yan.

"What the hell is the disease?" Mrs. Yan asked in a low voice.

Yang Mo shook her head and thought carefully about why she always felt that something was wrong.

Today's stomach and intestines are uncomfortable, I took a lot of medicine while holding my stomach, and I finally got better. Rolling, selling cuteness and asking for zongzi and kites as rewards.