Song Mingyue didn't seem to hear the ridicule in her words, and the corners of her mouth raised a good-looking arc, "Thank you for the compliment." ”

After speaking, she didn't look at how dark Song Shiqi's face was, turned around and left directly.

Song Shiqi looked at the pretty shadow of her leaving, her face was distorted with anger, and she gritted her teeth and stomped her feet fiercely.

"Song Mingyue, I see how fast you can become a tongue!"

When the maid saw her appearance, she was so frightened that she buried her head and didn't dare to make a sound.

Seeing this, Song Shiqi snorted coldly angrily, "Punish you to wash all your clothes." ”

The maid lowered her head and whispered, "Yes." ”

......

Song Mingyue walked through the crowd, and when she saw the six people on both sides of the street who were dressed in tatters and had dry lips, her delicate brows furrowed into a small mountain.

This is still the case in the city, but how serious should it be in the surrounding towns?

Hopefully, the man will be able to deal with this disaster soon.

The more she walked, the more homeless people she met, and the more she saw some rummaging through the garbage to find something to eat.

She was stunned and cold, and she couldn't bear to look at it, and said: "Cuiya, from today onwards, our hospital will start to give porridge, and we will give a bag of rice every day." ”

"Yes." Cuiya nodded, relieved that she had made such a decision.

Their homes are all in nearby townships, and the drought has been more severe than expected.

They are proud to have such a master who has done good.

Wangcai frowned, looking at the homeless people piled up around him, he was a little worried, "Miss, if that's the case, I'm afraid we won't be able to support it for long." ”

Ye Zi also nodded, she had always thought more than Cui Ya, "Miss, I'm afraid this is not appropriate, the master will also give porridge today, if you give another porridge, it will cause unnecessary trouble." ”

Song Mingyue didn't think about it so much, Ye Zi also made sense, she pondered for a while, and said, "Then change to a pot of herbal tea every day, and secretly change the name of the soup porridge to his." ”

Although the cost of herbal tea is low, using Mu Chen's name to do good will not collide with Song Zhitian, and the most important thing is that in hot weather, herbal tea can also have a certain effect on relieving the heat.

The three of Ye Zi looked at each other, looked at her suspiciously, and said in unison: "He? ”

"Yes, Mu Chen." Song Mingyue nodded calmly, and the tall and handsome figure of the man flashed in her mind.

What's wrong with her these days, why does she think of that macho person so often?

Song Mingyue shook her head secretly, wanting to leave the distractions in her mind behind.

After hearing this, Ye Zi's eyes flashed with a bright light, and he looked at Song Mingyue with admiration: "Miss is thoughtful." ”

While the four of them were talking, they had already arrived at the medical hall.

Unexpectedly, the entrance of the medical hall was surrounded by water, and many homeless people stood in front of the medical hall, and many of them were still holding unconscious children in their arms.

Song Mingyue's bright eyes swept around, the drought situation was even more serious than she imagined.

"Please, girl, give me something to eat." Some victims saw that they were dressed in a dignified and neat manner, and many people pulled at their clothes and begged.

The three of them were all confused by this scene, and they had never experienced anything like this at all.

Song Mingyue's face was calm, she looked at the victims around her, and said forcefully: "From today onwards, the yamen has sent soup kitchens, and our medical hall will give herbal tea every day according to the general's orders, so you can line up according to your own needs." ”

After hearing this, everyone's originally gloomy eyes lit up again, and they all stood up and walked in the direction of the yamen, and some of them stayed in front of the door of the medical hall.

Song Mingyue took a general look, these are all with children, either the child coughs non-stop, or the child is in a coma, of course, there are many old people in the middle.

"Girl, help me look at my child, who has fainted for a day and a night." One woman cried, her eyes already red and swollen from crying.

"Help me take a look at my mother-in-law, she can't stop coughing, and now she can't breathe."

"Girl, help me see ......."

Song Mingyue frowned slightly, and said loudly: "If you want to help diagnose and treat quickly, you must first line up in order, and if there is any trouble, no treatment will be given." ”

"Wangcai, you let them line up, and the serious ones can be put in the front."

"Yezi, I'll leave the matter of herbal tea to you."

"Cuiya, you are familiar with medicines, and you are responsible for helping to pick up medicines."

The three of them nodded confusedly, admiring her aura more and more, and began to do their own things in an orderly manner.

As soon as Song Mingyue walked in, she saw Dr. Jiang who was busy and sweating, she walked over and said calmly: "I'll come, you go and rest for a while." ”

Dr. Jiang was quite moved to see her appear, as the eldest lady of the Song family, she could still come to the hospital when she encountered such a thing, and he was grateful for all the victims.

He glanced at the people lined up outside and shook his head: "There are still many people who need to be diagnosed in time, and if I rest for a while, these people's conditions may be more dangerous." ”

Song Mingyue looked at him sideways and nodded secretly, as he said in the face of his illness, and at the same time admired his professionalism.

"Doctor Jiang, you can drink saliva first." Cuiya came to him with water.

Dr. Jiang did not refuse, but after drinking it, he quickly devoted himself to the diagnosis.

"Doctor, please help me see what is wrong with my grandson." An old woman said with a crying nose, her sleeve made of coarse cloth wiping her tears.

Doctor Jiang put his hand on the child's pulse, looked at his eyes, and after a while: "He is suffering from heat stroke, just take the medicine for three days according to the medicine list and slowly recuperate." ”

"Doctor, help me see my mother-in-law."

"Doctor, help me take a look at my son."

........

Song Mingyue watched everyone go to Dr. Jiang, and immediately thought of the problem, there are even fewer female doctors in this era.

Coupled with the feudal ideology, people are prejudiced against female doctors, so they directly ignore her existence.

She glanced at the people in line behind her, her face was slightly dark, "I'm also a doctor, if you can trust me, come to me to diagnose you." ”

But her words did not attract the attention of the people around her, like a stone thrown into the sea and completely submerged, unable to stir up a wave.

Doctor Jiang raised his head after hearing this, and then noticed that people only let him see a doctor, and no one dared to stand up for Song Mingyue to diagnose.

This made him embarrassed, Song Mingyue's medical skills were better than him, but he was not treated well by everyone.

He kept his face calm and said loudly: "Don't worry, although she is a woman, her medical skills are above mine." ”

Everyone listened and looked at each other, but no one dared to stand up.

Seeing this, Song Mingyue's bright eyes fell on the patient in front of him, this person's face was pale, his nails were bloodless, and it was not an ordinary heat stroke.

"His pulse should alternate between slow and slow, abnormal temperature, purple lips, and pale face, which is a sign of heat stroke and hypoglycemia."

"Girl, don't talk nonsense, doctor, you can help me watch my son." When the woman heard this, she was obviously not convinced.

Doctor Jiang glanced at Song Mingyue in embarrassment, and when he saw the latter nodding, he made a diagnosis, but the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became.