Chapter 008 Consultation

Miss Cheng acted quickly and immediately sent someone to grab the medicine.

She told the maid very smartly: "Take this recipe!" After grabbing the medicine, the prescription is still handed over to me, no mistakes! ”

The maid respectfully said yes.

This recipe is Ling Qingyun's handwriting, and Miss Cheng wants to keep it as evidence.

"Cousin, can you tell the kitchen to bring in some fried green onions?" Ling Qingyun stepped forward and said to Miss Cheng.

Miss Cheng was slightly puzzled: "Green onion white? ”

"Yes, shallots!" Ling Qingyun repeated, "It's going to be fried." ”

Miss Cheng was silent for a moment. Then, she thought that green onions were just the most ordinary things, what role could they play?

What kind of expensive medicine has been used, but it has not cured the grandmother, and a green onion can take care of it?

Therefore, she happily agreed: "Okay, I'll ask someone to fry it." ”

She casually called a maid and asked her to go to the kitchen to order.

Soon, the green onion was fried, a little hot, and it was brought in.

The guy who was sent to grab the medicine also returned.

The little maid handed the medicine to the maid on the second door, and the maid hurried to the inner courtyard.

Miss Cheng took Ling Qingyun's prescription first, and hid it under her sleeve without a trace, and then took the maid's medicine.

"Cousin, the green onion is for you, you take care of it here, and I'll decoct the medicine." Miss Cheng said.

She personally went to boil the medicine to show her filial piety.

Ling Qingyun shook his head.

"Sister, I'll accompany you." Cheng Er said hurriedly.

She winked at her sister, and the two went to discuss private conversations. Miss Cheng Er had something to say to her sister.

"Come on." Miss Cheng said.

And the two sisters went out.

There were only the second aunt who was sleeping on the kang, the two eldest maids, the two housekeepers, Ling Qingyun's mother and daughter, and Mrs. Cheng, who looked like a lying corpse.

Ling Qingyun took the green onion and walked towards Mrs. Tai.

Her mother, Jing, covered the quilt for her second aunt, came over and grabbed Ling Qingyun's hand, and asked her in a low voice, "Wan'er, what is the reason for you today?" What is this whiteness for? Don't hurt Mrs. Tai."

Ling Qingyun glanced at the housekeeper's mother and maid beside her, and saw that they didn't look over, so she said to her mother, "I saved Mrs. Tai's life." Mother, if you delay any longer, Mrs. Tai will be in danger. ”

"You're not a doctor!" Jing said urgently, "You can't save it!" Mrs. That's."

She wanted to say that Mrs. Tai was punished by the Buddha.

The imperial doctor can't save it, let alone Ling Qingyun?

Ling Qingyun's move, if it is good, there is no merit, and if it is not good, it will be a problem. Look at the two girls of the Cheng family, they want to use Ling Qingyun.

When the old man of the Cheng family went out, Mrs. Tai became ill like this, and the second aunt and the Cheng sisters somewhat lost their responsibility to take care of them.

When Master Cheng comes back, he will definitely blame his wife and daughter, and the eldest girl and the second girl will be scolded.

And if Ling Qingyun intervenes, the two girls of the Cheng family will transfer the fault to Ling Qingyun. If they go too far, they may sue Ling Qingyun for his life.

"It's not!" Ling Qingyun interrupted her mother's words, "Mrs. Tai has either suffered retribution, she is sick!" ”

Mrs. Tai's illness is also Ling Qingyun's mother's heart disease.

If Mrs. Tai died, Ling Qingyun's mother would be at peace day and night, beware of when retribution would happen to her.

I am suspicious, and something will happen.

Ling Qingyun didn't want her mother to have an accident.

Besides, saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter.

Ling Qingyun can be cured, and she will definitely not let it go.

"Uh" Jing's language stopper. She was surprised that her daughter knew her thoughts, and she was stunned by her daughter's diagnosis.

"Mother, the green onion is going to be cold. I'll stick it on my navel first. Ling Qingyun bypassed her mother.

Jing wanted to stop it, but hesitated, but didn't stop it.

Ling Qingyun lifted Mrs. Tai's quilt, lifted her lewd clothes again, scooped up the hot green onion white from the bowl, and stuck it on Mrs. Tai's navel.

Her own hands, hot and red.

After pasting it, she hurriedly pulled down the obscene clothes for Mrs. Tai and covered the quilt. Afraid that those green onions were not suitable enough, Ling Qingyun also used her hand to gently press on Mrs. Tai's navel through the quilt.

She sat on the edge of Mrs. Tai's bed, her expression pretentious.

When she turned her head, she saw her mother standing behind her, frowning slightly, very worried.

"Mother, Mrs. Tai is a big cold condensation, forming a cold phlegm. Cold phlegm blocks the qi, the qi in the body is not smooth, the pulse is weak, and the person is unconscious.

The name of the medical disease is 'phlegm syncope'.

The phlegm syncope of cold phlegm can not be treated without hot medicine. The cold qi condenses in the chest, and the chest yang does not spread, and Lizhong soup can treat the ruffian qi in the chest.

I used aconite soup, added sand kernels, and warmed the chest.

It's just that Mrs. Tai's phlegm is particularly strict. Her limbs are cold, her vitality is not connected, and the medicine she drinks is blocked by cold phlegm, making it difficult to reach her blood vessels, and she is not even allowed to enter her stomach, and she will vomit out.

I gave her fried green onions and put them into the medicine from her navel. The green onion is also warmed up and cleared by the sun, and the dissipation of the vitality is collected, so that the qi returns to the yuan.

Qi returns to the yuan, and the soup of sand kernel aconite can be useful.

The doctors in the hospital did not dare to use heavy medicine. First, the aconite soup they prescribed did not add sand kernels, and the dose was small, so that the phlegm of the cold could not be dispersed; Second, I didn't use the green onion to warm up the yang, and the medicine I drank was spit out.

Mother, you wait and see, if I drink my medicine, Mrs. Tai will not vomit. In another hour or two, she would wake up.

I don't lie to you, she is not retribution at all, neither are the second aunt and grandmother, they are just sick. You won't be retribution, don't worry too much. ”

Ling Qingyun's voice was soft and low, and she said the call slowly.

When she spoke, Jing was completely stunned and forgot to interject.

Until Ling Qingyun finished speaking, Jing didn't come back to his senses.

Jing looked at his daughter in a daze.

The light in the room was getting fainter and fainter.

It's noon, but there's an illusion of dusk. Ling Qingyun's face, against the light, was a little unclear.

Her demeanor is like a solemn Buddha statue, serene and compassionate, but it makes people feel awe.

Jing hurriedly came back to his senses.

The illusion vanished, and she still saw her daughter, sitting there quietly, smiling softly at her.

"Wan'er" Jing's finally spoke, and thousands of words were stuck in his throat, except for Wan'er, it was difficult to describe a word.

"Mother, don't squeak." Ling Qingyun winked at her mother, "Not everyone wants Mrs. Tai to be good"

Jing thought of the attitude of Sister Cheng, and his heart was also cold.

So little two children

It must have been taught by the second aunt!

Jing's family doesn't have much contact with her second aunt's mansion on weekdays, and she doesn't know that the internal problems of the Cheng family are so strict, and when it comes to Cheng Dù, you are dead and alive.

When Jing's New Year's holidays, he will also see Mrs. Cheng and his second aunt, and their mother-in-law and daughter-in-law have a good relationship.

How do outsiders know that they have become like this in private?

"Yun'er, you have been stable since you were a child, and your mother believes in you." Jing gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly.

Ling Qingyun said that Mrs. Cheng's illness would be death if she was delayed.

The aunt and grandmother of the Cheng family have already gone to report to the official. Now that Ling Qingyun is not allowed to rule, Mrs. Cheng is dead, the Cheng family will not let Ling Qingyun and the Jing family go.

It's better to give it a go.

Jing's person is very well-educated, gentle and kind, and has an easy-going personality. However, she is knowledgeable and bold in critical moments.

She stood beside her daughter gently, looked at Ling Qingyun, stretched out her head and touched Ling Qingyun's arm, encouraging her.

Ling Qingyun raised her eyes and gave her mother a smile.

Her eyes were clear, her smile was bright, and she didn't have the sickness of the previous days.

Jing breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, Miss Cheng came in with the medicine herself.

Ling Qingyun said: "I'll feed it, let a mother help hold Mrs. Tai." ”

Miss Cheng and the second girl were all happy.

Ling Qingyun is really conceited and killed herself.

The medicine was prescribed by Ling Qingyun, and she fed it by herself. If Mrs. Tai makes a mistake, it is Ling Qingyun's fault.

She walked down the road to death, and she couldn't stop it.

In this way, make this fool perfect!

Because Ling Qingyun prescribed a prescription that Mei Tai had used before, Sister Cheng knew that it would not have an effect.

When my grandmother took this medicine, she had to vomit it out.

"I'll help" Cheng Er girl was too proud, and said a little excitedly.

Miss Cheng grabbed her and said, "You are young and your hands are unsteady. Then, she pointed to her mother who was standing on the side and said, "Mother Shi, you go and help Mrs. Tai and let the cousin feed the medicine." ”

This Shi's mother, in her fifties, lowered her eyebrows and did not dare to question it.

Mother Shi and Jing's slowly helped Mrs. Tai to sit up.

Jing Shi held Mrs. Tai's shoulder.

Ling Qingyun scooped up a small half spoonful of medicine, carefully blew it to cool, and gently put it into Mrs. Tai's lips.

She delivered medicine very slowly, and very rarely at a time.

Little by little, the medicinal juice sipped into Mrs. Tai's lips, and then ran down her throat.

When a person is unconscious, the water will slowly flow into the stomach when it reaches the throat, and it will not get stuck. But don't pour it too fast.

If you enter the trachea and can't cough it out in a coma, you have to suffocate.

Ling Qingyun's movements were skillful.

"It's so slow, Wan'er is so patient." Jing thought to himself.

Looking at her daughter like this, she really looks like an experienced doctor.

Jing's was mixed for a while.

It took Ling Qingyun two quarters of an hour to finish feeding a small bowl of medicine.

"Wait another hour, Mrs. Tai should have a reaction." Ling Qingyun put down the medicine bowl and said to everyone.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The Cheng sisters were hiding their snickering.

"Yes, there will be a bit of a reaction. However, instead of waking up, I vomited out. Cheng Er said in her heart. The smile on her face was a little hidden.

Ling Qingyun is so self-righteous, it is really ridiculous.

I've never seen anything more stupid than her.

Miss Cheng was calm and relaxed.

Ling Qingyun sat on the edge of Mrs. Tai's bed, checked Mrs. Tai's pulse from time to time, and tested the temperature of her navel.

It was almost cold, and she took out the green onions herself.

and covered the lady with a quilt.

"I'm so busy, how will it end later?" Miss Cheng Er thought secretly, "Tsk, will you be shameless in the future?" This Ling Qingyun really has no self-knowledge! ”

She glanced at her sister.

The two sisters exchanged a look, and they were very proud.

"When my grandmother died, I said that Ling Qingyun's medicine killed her!" Cheng Er Girl was thinking happily in her heart.

Ling Qingyun will no longer be an eyesore in the future, it is really happy.

Cheng Er almost hummed a little tune in her heart,

They were waiting for their grandmother to spit it out.

The last time I drank Dr. Mei's medicine, within a quarter of an hour, I vomited.

The hour passed slowly.

Seeing that a quarter of an hour had passed, Mrs. Tai closed her eyes peacefully, as if she was dead, and did not react at all. Her face was still the same, she couldn't smell her breath.

Cheng Er was a little anxious: "Why don't you vomit?" Could it be that Ling Qingyun was lucky to be touched by her? That's impossible. ”

"Ling Qingyun has no medical skills at all, she just loves to show off. Hmph, do you think it's useful to show off? Look back at how to laugh at her. ”

Miss Cheng thought, "It's only a quarter of an hour, wait a minute." Even if you don't vomit, this medicine is useless and in vain. ”

Cheng Er couldn't hold back and glanced at her sister a few times.

Miss Cheng ignored her.

Time flies very slowly.

The weather outside is getting cloudy. The wind was blowing, and the silver garlic curtains rattled, adding a bit of noise to the quiet room.

It was already raining, and the drizzle was drizzling, as if covering the courtyard with a layer of white veil, beautiful and misty.

The curtain is slightly cold and rainy, and the dark green new shade covers the sparse windows.

It was a little cold, but no one remembered to close the window.

Everyone looked at Mrs. Tai.

Two quarters of an hour passed, and Mrs. Tai did not respond.

Three quarters of an hour

Half an hour.

Miss Cheng Er became more and more unable to hold her breath, and her face became more and more anxious.

What to do, why doesn't grandmother throw up yet?

She wouldn't really be cured by Ling Qingyun, would she?

"Impossible, Ling Qingyun doesn't have this ability at all. She's just clumsy, don't I know yet? Miss Cheng Er comforted herself.

Miss Cheng is still calm. It's just that her brocade is held in her hand, and it has been deformed, revealing the anxiety in her heart.

An hour.

Finally, Miss Cheng's face changed slightly, and the uneasiness in her heart couldn't be hidden.

"Didn't vomit, and it's useless?" Miss Cheng was still comforting herself.

"The doctors said yesterday that they were going to put the board in place. Those old ladies, with superb medical skills and experience, could they not be as good as a boudoir girl? ”

That means her grandmother is dead.

As long as it can't be cured, it's waiting for death.

So, just because my grandmother's situation hasn't gone bad doesn't mean that she will wake up.

On the sickbed of "Xuan'er", an old and weak voice suddenly came.

The second uncle's name is Cheng Xuan.

The sound was soft, but it exploded in the room like thunder.

Their ears were all violently shocked, and the Cheng sisters, Jing and several maids were stunned.

After a long time, everyone followed the prestige and saw that Mrs. Tai's lips moved. Her eyes didn't open, she was still dreaming, but she was crying.

If you have a dream, you are about to wake up.

Mrs. Cheng is alive!

Miss Cheng and the second girl were like ashes for a while!

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