Chapter VII Puji Free Clinic
The sun is getting higher, and the number of people coming to see the doctor is gradually increasing, and Qiu Xiaoyue's desk is still full of people.
Although "Qiu Qingyun" was recognized by Yuan Jue, after all, everyone knew that he was just a fourteen-year-old child, and if he was a medical genius, it would be impossible for the Qiu family to hide it.
Now that he came out, he just wanted to do something good and let the big guy stop scolding him.
Yes, then everyone won't scold him, as for a life-threatening matter like seeing a doctor, who is willing to sell him with his life?
Qiu Xiaoyue's face was a little unbearable, not because everyone didn't sell her face, but because she couldn't complete the tasks of the system, she had to be punished!
Moreover, she wanted to doze off a little after staying awake all night, but she could only hold on to her spirits.
Qiu Xiaoyue's wide-eyed appearance seemed to Yuan Jue, but his self-esteem was violated, so he helped Qiu Xiaoyue to relieve the siege.
"You can also go to the little posterity to see it, it's faster, otherwise you won't necessarily see a doctor when it's dark."
Among the people in line was the head of Changle Fang, where Qiu Xiaoyue lived, he went out late, was very behind, and he was in a hurry to go home to stew chicken soup for his son who was preparing for the imperial examination.
He let it go, walked up to Qiu Xiaoyue with a righteous and awe-inspiring look, and stretched out his hand to put it on the small cotton pillow on the table.
Qiu Xiaoyue looked at his hand and pretended to cut the pulse for a while, but in fact, he was carefully observing the patient.
I saw that he was emaciated, his cheeks were flushed, and when he cut his pulse, he kept covering his mouth with his other hand, coughing incessantly, listening to the sound of his cough, it seemed that there was no phlegm in his throat.
Putting down the patient's wrist, Qiu Xiaoyue coughed and cleared her throat, at this moment she should have asked about the patient's situation, but she didn't.
Now that everyone doesn't believe in her medical skills, she has to take risks and play some tricks to make everyone trust herself, which should be considered a "white lie".
"This Lang Jun, does he usually have poor stool, a few days of travel, dry and secret knots, night sweats, and there is a peculiar smell in his mouth?"
The head of the workshop slapped his thigh and said yes, and said yes again and again: "Ah, God, how do you see it?" I started coughing a few days ago, I thought it was a cold, and then the stool didn't pass, and my daughter-in-law always said that I had a taste in my mouth, hey! It's so sad! ”
Qiu Xiaoyue looked at him and said hello again and again, while still paying attention to the crowd in line, at this time, many people had already turned their eyes to her.
"I saw that you coughed without phlegm, and your cheeks were flushed, and I knew that you were a sign of lung yin deficiency, and the lungs and the large intestine were on the surface, and the lungs were not suppressed, so the conduction and transportation function of the large intestine was out of order, and I learned of your other symptoms."
The head shook his head: "I don't understand." ”
Of course, Qiu Xiaoyue knew that she didn't understand, she just wanted to make everyone feel that she was very smart, so that she would have the idea to come to see a doctor here.
Sure enough, after seeing the doctor for the head of the workshop, Qiu Xiaoyue also lined up in front of the table.
Fortunately, during the Chinese New Year, everyone eats and drinks well, and the mood is also good, either when you go out and catch a cold, or you eat too much food at home, you can solve it with ordinary antidotes and food detergents.
Fortunately, Qiu Xiaoyue studied hard all night, recalled some things that she had memorized in the previous final exams, and wrote out the recipe according to Fang Ge's gourd.
She also instructed one by one how to decoction the medicine and how to take it, everyone who doesn't know how to treat medicine, seeing her in this battle, seeing a doctor like a cloud, and believing that she is an old Jianghu.
Except for one person who noticed that something was wrong.
As the days went west, the patients got the prescription and dispersed one by one, Qiu Xiaoyue estimated that the task should be completed, and just wanted to open the system to confirm, but suddenly there was an extra hand on his shoulder.
Qiu Xiaoyue was so frightened that her whole body exploded, she couldn't help screaming, and turned back to Yuan Jue's smiling face.
How? Isn't she doing well enough today? How did she feel that Master Yuanjue laughed so much that she felt a little hairy in her heart.
"Little donor, you did a really good job today, but I see that your method of cutting the pulse is a little rusty." Oops! It seems that the trick he played was seen through by Yuan Jue, would he not let himself see a doctor in Puji Temple in a fit of anger?
But what Yuan Jue said next made Qiu Xiaoyue feel that she was thinking too much, "Even if you read more medical books, it is difficult to learn to cut the pulse if you lack practice, so you will often come to Puji Temple for free clinics in the future." ”
At this time, a little novice hurriedly ran over and handed Qiu Xiaoyue a book, with "Pulse Theory" written on the cover.
Qiu Xiaoyue is very grateful to Yuanjue for seeing through the move, and also giving herself room to learn and improve.
But if he knew he was a woman, would he still be so forgiving?
Forget it, I don't want to have some of them, Qiu Xiaoyue saluted Yuanjue, "More mage cultivation, I will study hard when I go back." ”
Saying goodbye to Yuanjue, Qiu Xiaoyue couldn't help but open the page on the way home.
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Qiu Xiaoyue almost fell down on the street.