Song Mingyue didn't take the pulse, just by looking at it, she had already told all the symptoms of this person.

How skilled does this medicine have to be, or how many patients have to be seen to accurately describe all the symptoms?

He has diagnosed countless patients in his life, but he thinks he does not have such ability.

But how did he know that Song Mingyue had a good ear and heard this person's heartbeat, but this only showed her skill even more.

In this environment, even the call of a mosquito is not noticeable, let alone the sound of a person's heartbeat.

When the woman saw his expression, she thought that something had happened to her son, and hurriedly asked, "Doctor, is there something wrong with my son?" ”

Doctor Jiang shook his head and did not answer her words, but looked at Song Mingyue with admiration and said, "What you said is right, it is true." ”

Song Mingyue is not surprised, she was a leader in the field of Chinese medicine in her previous life, unless it takes a lot of time for incurable diseases, this kind of disease does not take much thought on her.

"Cui Ya go grab cinnamon for one penny, cumin, eucalyptus leaves for two penny, and ........" she finished saying all the medicinal materials she needed in one breath.

"Miss, the medicine is good." Cuiya did as she was told, grabbed the medicine and placed it in front of her.

The woman looked at the medicine on the table suspiciously, and said fiercely, "You can't say this to harm my son, right?" ”

Song Mingyue frowned, and the temperature around her dropped by a few degrees significantly.

Before she could speak, Dr. Jiang was already waiting for the woman, and said indignantly: "This is the owner of the medical hall, I can't allow you to spread wild defilement, you can leave now!" ”

After saying that, he directly withdrew the medicinal herbs, there is no need to be too merciful to treat such a person.

Cui Ya looked at it and immediately felt relieved, and almost applauded, Miss has always been the object of their admiration, and no one can afford to be defiled in the slightest.

Song Mingyue was slightly surprised, she didn't expect the old man to have such a side, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

The people in the back saw this scene, and many people left, but there were also many people who continued to line up.

It's not because they completely believe in Song Mingyue's medical skills, it's more because the money collected by the medical hall is half of the other.

They are homeless themselves, where do they have so much money to go to the doctor?

However, after Song Mingyue diagnosed a few cases smoothly, people's misunderstandings and prejudices about her gradually let go.

and woke up on the spot after being treated by Song Mingyue, and that person was even more grateful to Song Mingyue and admired her medical skills.

Time flies, and after diagnosing all the patients, the sky has become gray.

After Dr. Jiang quenched his thirst, he looked at her gratefully, "I want to thank Miss Song for everyone today, if it weren't for your help, I wouldn't have diagnosed all people so smoothly." ”

Song Mingyue shook her head and said the words she had thought of before, "What should be grateful is General Mu, this is his order." ”

Doctor Jiang suddenly realized that this was the case.

No wonder no one dares to spill today, so there will be such a big stroke.

He thought about it carefully and felt that it was right, although Song Mingyue had superb medical skills, she was a girl after all, and she couldn't come up with so much money to support her.

This can only make sense if there is a big general behind him.

"I see."

Song Mingyue nodded with a chuckle, looked at the sky outside, and said, "It's not too early, I've already made Ye Zi make a meal, let's go eat it." ”

"Miss Song, will you stay and eat together?" Doctor Jiang glanced at her gratefully, he was worried that he would starve his grandson if he was busy now.

Song Mingyue snorted lightly, today's incident must have spread out, I'm afraid that the people of the Song family are still waiting for her, right?

There is no need for her to rush to see other people's faces, not to mention that she is really hungry at the end of the day.

Seeing this, Dr. Jiang laughed happily.

At the same time, there has been some change in her opinion, although she looks cold and decisive, but she is careful and warm-hearted.

After the tea and rice bag, it was already more than eight o'clock in the evening, Song Mingyue wiped her lower lip and asked, "Yezi, have you put away the room you cleaned up?" ”

"Packed up." Ye Zi Dao.

Song Mingyue stretched, stood up and walked towards the cleaned room.

Doctor Jiang saw that he was puzzled and asked, "Isn't Miss Song going back?" ”

"Well, I'll be staying here for the next few days." Song Mingyue snorted and continued to walk towards the room.

She had already guessed the reaction of the Song family, so she was waiting for her to go back and deal with her.

Dr. Jiang listened, didn't ask more, and respected her decision.

And now there are a lot of sick people, so it's good to stay and save the time going back and forth, so you don't have to be so tired.

Song Mingyue was lying on the bed after washing, looking at the soft moonlight that came through the window, she was a little worried about that man.

I don't know what he's doing at the moment, whether he's going to have a hard time.

At this moment, Mu Chen, who was handling business nearby, seemed to have his heartstrings pulled off, and he put down the piece in his hand and looked up at the moon in the sky.

At the same time, Iron Blood suddenly appeared in his study and said respectfully: "General, I heard that Miss Song's medical hall has been surrounded recently, but I didn't expect that under her command, all the patients were treated in an orderly manner. ”

"What else?" Mu Chen was not surprised, as if everything was in his hands.

Iron Blood scratched his head, glanced at him, and said with a smile: "General, have you heard everything?" ”

"Hmm." Mu Chen nodded, and his thin lips unconsciously hooked up a good-looking arc.

"Then Miss Song is doing good in your name, general, do you need me to stop it?" Iron Will knew he didn't like people doing things under his name, so he spoke.

To his surprise, this time Mu Chen calmly refused, "No need, let her go." ”

Song Mingyue is not an impulsive and mindless person, and the reason for using his name is mostly because of gossip and a group of people in the Song family.

"Yes."

"How's it going to get you done?"

"According to the general's orders, there is really not much water left in the dam, but I have already sent someone to dig up the water source, and the results should be available in the next two days."

Mu Chen responded lightly, looked out deeply, and the hot air that came to his nose made some hot sweat break out on his good-looking forehead, "Continue to send more people, I will see the results tomorrow morning!" ”

The longer the drought drags on, the more people will suffer.

The solution to the drought is simple: fight the sky, dig up the water, and save the crops.

"Okay."

"You can send this to the trustworthy person to the capital to the saint as soon as possible." Mu Chen handed him the written recital.

Iron Blood answered, and disappeared into the study.

Mu Chen sat back in his chair and drew on the white paper with a pen.

After half a pillar of incense, he looked at the person drawn on the paper and couldn't help but laugh, he was going to draw a map of the nearby to speculate on the water source.

But I didn't expect to draw Song Mingyue on paper......