Today it was Gu Langzhong's turn to rest, and Song Lingyue took Xiangling to the hospital.

Yesterday, Song Lingyue had already taken the exam for Xiangling's "Soup Song" and learned very well, so today she deliberately tested Xiangling and asked her to diagnose her pulse.

Aunt Wang, who came to see the doctor, was an old customer of Baoningtang, and she also knew that Xiangling was a disciple of Song Lingyue's descendant, so she didn't need Song Lingyue's persuasion, so she stretched out her arm and asked Xiangling to help her take the pulse.

Xiangling first looked at Aunt Wang's face, and then looked at Aunt Wang's tongue, and saw that her tongue coating was white and slippery, her face was flushed, and her forehead was sweaty.

"Aunt Wang can feel chest tightness and shortness of breath, body sleepiness, and cough and phlegm?" Xiangling asked Aunt Wang in front of her.

Aunt Wang's eyes widened, she looked at Song Lingyue and then at Xiangling, and said with a smile: "That's right, but it's the same symptoms as Xiangling said, it's really worthy of being a student taught by Doctor Song, I'm afraid I'll be able to leave the school in a few days, right?" ”

Xiangling touched the back of her neck embarrassedly, "Master, I don't know if there is a problem with Xiangling's diagnosis?" ”

"Tell me first, if it were you, what would you prescribe for this symptom?" Song Lingyue did not answer the rhetorical question.

Xiangling thought for a moment, and then said: "You should use the Erchen soup of "Taiping Huimin and Pharmacy Bureau", I still remember the soup song!" ”

"What about it?" Song Lingyue said with a smile.

"Erchen soup with half summer aging, benefit Poria cocos licorice, good qi and medium dry and damp phlegm, decoction plus ginger and black plum." Xiangling's crisp voice sounded in the medical hall.

Song Lingyue nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, you really worked hard, even read "Taiping Huimin Mixture Formula", and the soup song of Erchen Tang was also memorized. However, Aunt Wang's illness should not be treated with Erchen Soup, but with Qiwei Baizhu Sancai. ”

Xiangling blinked blankly: "Seven Flavors Baizhu San? But isn't that? ”

Without waiting for Xiangling to finish speaking, Song Lingyue smiled apologetically at Aunt Wang, "Auntie, this is a prescription, please go over there to grab medicine." ”

Aunt Wang took the prescription, thanked Song Lingyue, and got up to get the medicine.

As soon as Aunt Wang left, a new patient came immediately.

The patient's condition was very serious, Xiangling couldn't see it, Song Lingyue took over immediately, and when she was so busy that the sun had set.

The medical hall was closed, Qi Mo and Liu Liang went back first, and Song Lingyue stayed as usual to sort out the medical records and medical cases.

In the past, Xiangling, who was always the first to go back and coquettish with Aunt Li, stayed this time.

"But what do you want to ask me?" Song Lingyue transcribed the case while looking up and glanced at Xiangling.

The hospital was closed, and there were no outsiders inside, Xiangling plucked up her courage and asked:

"Aunt Wang's illness is clearly wind, heat and damp phlegm, and it should be treated with Erchen decoction, but why did the master say that he wanted to use Qiwei Baizhu to disperse?"

Song Lingyue smiled slightly:

"Actually, you're only half right. Regardless of the appearance, Aunt Wang's face is red and thick, and her tongue is white and smooth, which is a sign of yang heat.

"If you don't cut the pulse, but just a face-to-face consultation, you will think it's a fever.

However, after I took a look at the pulse, I found that Aunt Wang's pulse was sometimes weak and rootless, and sometimes calm and gentle, which was really a sign of false heat and true cold.

"If you take the Erchen soup you prescribed, it will only aggravate her condition.

"So, Xiangling, don't be impetuous when dealing with patients, you'd rather be slow.

"Looking, hearing, asking, and cutting, you should keep in mind the four words, just by looking, hearing and asking, it is easy to cause misdiagnosis if you don't cut the pulse, you know?"

"Yes, Xiangling thanks Master for his teachings, Xiangling will not make such a mistake a second time."

Xiangling clenched her fists and secretly made up her mind that she would be patient and careful in seeing patients in the future, and would never make a judgment in a hurry just by asking for a consultation like today.

"Don't be too nervous, this is because you have too few patients, in addition to seeing some medical skills in the future, you also need to see more cases to enrich your knowledge reserves."

Song Lingyue saw that Xiangling's little face was tense, and knew that Xiangling, a little girl, was afraid that she was secretly annoyed that she had almost smashed the signboard of Baoningtang due to a misdiagnosis, so she patted her back comfortingly.

"Okay, Xiangling, let's go back, Aunt Li and they should also come back from the market at this time." Song Lingyue urged.

"Then I'll take these cases back and look at them." Xiangling held the stack of cases on the table in her arms.

Xiangling loves learning so much, Song Lingyue is very pleased.

When he returned to the campus, Song Er was sulking in the courtyard.

"What's wrong with you? They were all gathered in the courtyard, and their little mouths were pouting, and they were almost ready to hang up the oil pot. Song Lingyue smiled and scratched Song Si's nose.

"Tell me, why are you so angry? Who messed with you? Song Lingyue smiled at the corner of her lips and looked at them.

Song Si and Song Wu pursed their lips and didn't speak for a long time, Song Lingyue shifted her gaze to Song Er.

"You say? Why are Song Si and Song Wu angry? ”

"Miss Hui's words," Song Er looked at Song Si and Song Wu on the side, pursed his lips, and said in a helpless tone:

"Didn't Miss pay us a few days ago? I, Sister Song Yi and Song Shan have calculated to buy Song Si and Song Wu a bite of crispy ...... from our pastry shop opposite."

"The Lee Kee pastry opposite? His crispy food is delicious. Song Lingyue smacked her mouth, as if she was reminiscing about it, which made Song Si and Song Wu, who had never eaten a bite of crispy, even more greedy.

Bisheng was taught by Song Yi and their ears to be ordered, Song Lingyue is a benefactor and a master, and she can't play with her master, so she can only endure and not speak, but she ignores Song Lingyue with her back.

Song Lingyue thought it was funny and couldn't help laughing:

"Isn't it like you guys forgot to buy it when you came back? Well, I'll give you some money in a while, and you can go and buy some of the cakes in Li Kee. ”

Song Er hurriedly shook his head and denied: "There is no one!" Sister Song Yi kept it in mind, and told us that she wanted to keep some money for Song Si and Song Wu to buy a bite of crisp, but Li Ji pastry didn't open at all today......"

"Huh? Didn't Lee Kee open the door? ”

Song Lingyue asked Xiangling on the side, she was busy receiving patients and didn't notice the situation on the other side.

Xiangling recalled for a moment and shook her head: "It seems that the door is not opened." ”

Song Lingyue suddenly felt strange:

"That's not right, Aunt Li said that Li Mazi of Li Ji pastries is not closed except for New Year's holidays, just waiting to sell pastries to save money to marry a wife."

"Miss doesn't know yet." Song Yi heard their conversation in the yard and walked slowly with the cut watermelon, "I saw that Li's pastry was suddenly closed, so I went to the nearby neighbors to inquire, and I heard that Li Mazi had taken the store out." ”

"Jacked out?" Song Lingyue's eyes widened, "Li Mazi has always said that this shop is his golden hen, and he will count on it when he gets married and has children in the future." ”

Song Yi said again: "Miss doesn't know, I heard from the second girl on the street next door that Li Mazi went to Beicheng Street and bought another store with a second floor!" ”

"Isn't North City Street close to the bazaar? The shops there don't seem to be cheap! Li Mazi has made a fortune? Song Lingyue was very curious and hurriedly continued to ask.

But Song Yi only heard about this, and it is unknown why Li Mazi can afford the shops on Beicheng Street.

However, it took less than three days for the answer to the puzzle to be revealed.

Since Li Mazi's pastry shop moved away, Song Lingyue couldn't help but pay attention to the situation of the shops on the opposite street.

This is a terrible look, she found that Li Mazi's original small pastry shop and the grocery store next door were merged into one store.

A dozen or so workers are moving in and out of the store, busy decorating the store.

"Hey, the shop opposite looks like it's in a hurry to open, and it's really rare for these dozen or so workers to decorate a shop together!"

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one at noon, Song Lingyue held her cheek with one hand and watched the workers on the opposite street go in and out.

"I don't know what store is going to open on the other side." Xiangling on the side also stretched her neck and looked curiously.

The next day, those workers carried Song Lingyue's extremely familiar medicine bucket into the opposite shop.

Song Lingyue reacted immediately: "Is this also going to open a medical hall on the other side?" ”

"Looks like it is." Qi Mo didn't know when he came to Song Lingyue's side, and said in a slightly worried tone:

"It seems that the owner of this medical hall is quite wealthy, and he has combined the two merchants into one, and the area is more than twice as large as ours."

Song Lingyue sneered and tilted her head to look at Qi Mo: "Aren't you worried that this newly opened pharmacy will steal our voice right across from us?" ”

Qi Mo pursed his lips: "There is a possibility." ”

"I don't think so!" Song Lingyue is still very confident in her medical skills.

Besides, the people of the ten miles and eight villages around here regard her as a miracle doctor.

Song Lingyue felt that even if a new pharmacy really opened on the other side, at most it would be just to divert some customers.

If the hospital wants to become bigger and stronger, it is still a good doctor!

In the past, she was the only one in the medical hall, and Song Lingyue inevitably felt that she was a little inadequate, but now that she has added a Gu Langzhong, it is like a tiger with wings.

Although Gu Langzhong is a stubborn temper, his medical skills are really good, especially the unique skill of the phantom hand silver needle, which makes Song Lingyue very envious.

Song Lingyue wanted Gu Langzhong to hand it over to her several times, but Gu Langzhong said that he didn't want to say anything, saying that the phantom hand silver needle was a unique skill handed down from their old Gu family and could not be handed over to outsiders.

Song Lingyue didn't complain a lot about Gu Lang's old-fashioned style, but what could she do, people didn't want to teach, and she couldn't force it.

Fortunately, Gu Lang stayed, and he still has a sense of belonging to Boryeongtang.

Although I could think that half a month ago, Song Lingyue still wanted to drive Gu Langzhong away, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble to the medical hall.

Now that half a month has passed, Gu Langzhong not only did not cause trouble, but his superb medical skills made Baoningtang even more famous.

Now that Gu Langzhong just wants to leave, Song Lingyue will not let go of Gu Langzhong and leave easily.

Life's chances are sometimes so wonderful.

Song Lingyue was sighing here, but in two days, she just wanted to scold her mother in the hospital.