Traditional Chinese medicine is no different from others, that is, it takes countless experience accumulation in order to get the right pulse, prescribe prescriptions, and cure patients' diseases. And the so-called "Brother Qi" in front of him is only thirteen or fourteen years old, and he is really Huangkou Xiaoer. Such a child can memorize a few medical books and get one or two easy pulses, which is already very remarkable. At this time, Xia Zhengqian pushed him out in a serious way, saying that he had "gained" from Yuan Sangongzi's illness, isn't this a big joke?

However, Luo Weitao, as a son of a family, has been mixed in officialdom for many years, and the city government is very deep. Although he was angry in his heart, he did not show it on his face.

He glanced at Xia Jin, put the tea bowl in his hand on the table, and said lightly: "A famous doctor surnamed Shao? Haven't heard of it. ”

"......" Xia Zhengqian froze for a moment, glanced at Xia Jin, and his expression was extremely embarrassed.

"Is it true that Ling Gongzi can't lie down, he can only sit and sleep, and he will pant when he lies down? And when the body is tilted slightly, it will vomit blood; As soon as the weather is cool, the condition worsens? Xia Jin suddenly opened his mouth.

"How do you know?" Luo Weitao looked at Xia Jin in surprise.

Xia Jin didn't answer, and continued to ask indifferently: "Is his skin numb, his head painful, his body still feels hot and cold, thirsty, can't eat, and is easily frightened?" ”

As Xia Jin asked, Luo Weitao's body unconsciously leaned back to leaning forward, and the expression on his face became more and more surprised. As soon as Xia Jin's words fell, he couldn't wait to nod: "Exactly." ”

Xia Jin bowed slightly, stopped talking, and slowly tasted the tea with the teacup.

Luo Weitao sat there, staring at Xia Jin, his face gradually sinking.

Although Xia Zhengqian was a little dissatisfied with Luo Weitao's previous attitude, he had practiced medicine for many years and had long been accustomed to the faces of these rich and noble families. To put it bluntly, although Lang Zhong can cure diseases and save people, for rich and noble families, he is just a person who can be recruited and left at a moment's notice for a little money, and his status is slightly higher than that of his subordinates. Unless you are a famous doctor or a royal doctor who can't ask for it, you have to look at their lofty faces. Therefore, he did not care very much about Luo Weitao's attitude.

At this time, seeing that Xia Jin actually took Luo Weitao into account, he felt that it was inappropriate, coughed, and asked on behalf of Luo Weitao: "Brother Qi, Yuan Sangongzi's illness, do you see something?" ”

Luo Weitao's eyes lit up suddenly, and he looked at Xia Jin fixedly, waiting for her to speak.

Xia Jin gently put the teacup on the table, raised his eyes, and said to Luo Weitao: "Lord Luo, I know you think I'm young, you don't believe me." If you don't believe it, it makes no sense to say more. I'll prescribe a prescription, if you think you might have a try, let Luo Sangongzi take my medicine, but the period cannot be interrupted, and you can only take it for a month; If you don't want to try, just waste a little pen and ink on your family. ”

As she spoke, she turned her head and ordered, "Serve with pen and paper." ”

Luo San has been ill for a long time, and Lang Zhong has come to see him almost every day, and the maids are already familiar with all the procedures. When Luo Weitao took Xia Zhengqian into the door, the four treasures of the study room were ready. Xia Jin gave an order, the maid hesitated slightly, and seeing that Luo Weitao did not object, she put the paper, pen, inkstone and ink up one by one.

Xia Jin got up and walked to the table, wrote down the prescription with a big stroke of the pen, turned to Xia Zhengqian and said, "Dad, let's go back." ”

Since she said this, Xia Zhengqian couldn't object even if he saw Luo Weitao's gloomy face, so he stood up and bowed his hand to Luo Weitao: "Lord Luo, there are many disturbances today, and I have delayed your going to the office, so please punish you." We take our leave. Without waiting for Luo Weitao to say anything, Wu Zi made a deep gesture, lifted the medicine box, and walked outside with his feet raised.

Although Xia Jin is extremely arrogant, she can't get used to Luo Weitao's lofty face, according to her temper, she should leave at this time. But she also knew that this was the most important etiquette in ancient times. If she is rude, she is afraid that Xia Qi's reputation will be affected and affect his imperial examination, and the gossip will be talked about Xia Zhengqian, saying that he has no way to teach his son.

She had no choice but to arch her hand behind Xia Zhengqian, and followed her out.

Luo Weitao has been flattered since he was a child, but today he was swept away by a fourteen-year-old child, and the anger in his heart can be imagined.

He sat there with a gloomy face, neither speaking nor moving, watching Xia Zhengqian's father and daughter go out of the door, for a long time, Fang suppressed the anger in his heart, stood up and walked to the table, and looked at the prescription written by Xia Jin.

I saw that there were several flavors of Poria cocos, licorice, Banxia, dried ginger, oysters, cinnamon branches, and white peony on it, and there was nothing surprising about it. Luo Weitao was not only annoyed, but also disappointed, with a flick of his sleeve, he swept the prescription and the things on the table to the ground with a "whew".

He turned and went out the door, angrily walking out of the courtyard gate. But when one foot stepped over the threshold, it was retracted.

He paused at the door to calm down for a moment before walking towards the house where Luo Qian lived.

"How's it going, sir?" When Mrs. Na Luo saw Luo Weitao enter the door, she eagerly greeted him and asked.

Hearing his mother's question, Luo Qian, who was sitting on the bed with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and looked at Luo Weitao.

"Hmph, the Lang Zhong surnamed Xia said that he couldn't help it, but asked his son to prescribe a prescription." When Luo Weitao said this, he couldn't hide the annoyance on his face, "That kid is only thirteen or fourteen years old, Rao has been studying medicine since his mother's womb, and he has only been studying medicine for more than ten years, and he has not seen many patients. ”

As he spoke, he slapped the table, shaking the teapot and teacups on the table to a "clanging" sound.

He worked in the yamen, and he saw all kinds of people; Coupled with the fact that the city is extremely deep, he is easily not angry. But Xia Jin seemed to be holding Luo Qian's life, and the arrogance of writing the prescription casually only because of pity really made Luo Weitao angry.

Mrs. Luo didn't look down on Xia Zhengqian's father and daughter, but when she heard this, her face sank.

But she thought about it very much, and said lightly: "Who is there no one in this world?" The lord is not worth being angry with them. As he spoke, he walked to the bed, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Luo Qian's mouth.

Luo Qian took a sip, then pushed it away, and asked Luo Weitao, "Dad, what is the prescription...... Where is it? ”

Mrs. Luo only has this one son, and she is very pampered on weekdays. Now that he is seriously ill in bed, time is short, and Mrs. Luo is even more responsive to his needs. At this time, seeing Luo Weitao sitting there, he didn't answer, and couldn't help but put the teacup in his hand on the table heavily, making a "bang" sound.

She raised her voice and asked with a hint of anger, "Qian'er asked, where is the prescription." ”

Luo Weitao turned his head, glanced at Luo Qian, and asked, "Do you want to see it?" ”

Luo Qian nodded.

Luo Weitao turned his head to the maid and said, "Go, go to the hall and pick up the prescription on the ground." ”

The maid answered. After a while, he took the prescription written by Xia Jin, and handed it to Luo Qian at Luo Weitao's instructions.