Chapter 100: Needle Application
Nan Luotian knocked on the door of the Zhao Mansion in front of her, and entered the Zhao Mansion at the courtier's kind invitation.
Zhao's eyes were about to fall to the ground, and he chased after him with the gift box, and he didn't give up against the door.
"Butler, what's going on in your Zhao Mansion? Don't let me in, but let Nanluo pour in? Is there a mistake? ”
Her Yuwei is many times stronger than Nan Luotian.
Why is it not as good as Nanluo?
"This is the master's order, I am a minion, where can I manage so much?" The butler's words were polite, but his face was full of impatience.
When he turned his head to talk to Nan Luo, he was extremely patient and respectful.
"The princess has been waiting for a long time, I knew that you would come so soon, and the little one should send someone to pick you up."
"Don't bother, this princess and Emperor Zhao are old friends, and they won't care about these false courtesies."
Nan Luotian said to the housekeeper while admiring Zhao's angry expression.
"Since the housekeeper can let Nanluo pour in, he can naturally let me in, let me in, let me go, Mrs. Ben also wants to see the emperor." Zhao pretended to be kind, but what he said was a bit gnashing of teeth.
The housekeeper still doesn't eat oil and salt.
"The lord didn't say that he wanted to see Madame, Madame still asked me to go back, don't waste time."
As soon as the housekeeper finished speaking, he didn't wait for Zhao to speak, and quickly closed the door.
Zhao's eyes were quick and he wanted to rush forward, but he was hit by the ash of his nose.
She became more and more angry, and she was even more afraid that Nan Luotian's curse just now would work.
"Let's go, hurry up and go to the temple to offer incense, it's very unlucky."
Before Nan Luo came, Lord Zhao had already informed his family of the contents of the letter.
Mrs. Zhao fiddled with the Buddha beads and drooped her face, "That person is really reliable?" We also found so many doctors in Qian'er, but none of them had a way, saying that Qian'er was born unable to speak. That...... What future can a dumb person have? Isn't that Qian'er's life ruined? ”
As she spoke, Mrs. Zhao burst into tears, her hard-working grandson was so tormented at such a young age.
Lord Zhao paced back and forth irritably, "I'm not sure if that person can do it." But she actually knew all the symptoms of her grandson, so she thought that she would not be a lie. ”
"It's just a symptom, and people outside have taken a little bit of care to inquire about it, and they all know it." Mrs. Zhao's heart became more and more bottomless, and she always felt that the person the master found this time was unreliable.
The atmosphere in the inner hall is depressing.
Nan Luo entered the door with the medicine box.
Mrs. Zhao slapped the table and said in surprise: "Why is it a woman?" Where is there a woman who is a doctor these days? ”
Lord Zhao didn't say that it was a woman who came for diagnosis and treatment at first, because he was afraid that his family would not agree.
I'm going to cut it first and then play it.
Now that the people have come, they cannot be driven out.
Nan Luo looked at Lord Zhao suspiciously, "Didn't Lord Zhao tell Mrs. the truth?" ”
Master Zhao put his hands behind his back and said with a sad face: "There is no need to say this kind of thing, just cure your grandson." ”
Mrs. Zhao glared at her master, "Look at what you said easily, there has been no woman to be a doctor since ancient times." What can this girl cure? Isn't this just pushing my grandchildren into the fire pit? You can give it, I can't give it up! ”
The heirs of the Zhao family are thin.
The son and daughter-in-law gave birth to such a child and went.
The family protects their grandson as an eyeball.
Emptying the family to find a miracle doctor for his grandson, who can cure him for his inability to speak.
But in the past two years, not only has he not found a suitable miracle doctor, but his grandson's condition has also deteriorated.
Mrs. Zhao's mood was also on the verge of collapse.
She was afraid that she would not be able to survive when she wouldn't be able to survive, so she took her grandson to find her son.
Lord Zhao twisted his eyebrows and said: "The princesses have already come, so you have to let them try it." ”
"What to try? What can a female doctor do? ”
Mrs. Zhao was so angry that she dropped the teacup, wanting Lord Zhao to see her determination.
Nan Luo said slowly, "Madame, but you have symptoms of chest tightness and shortness of breath?" Having trouble sleeping at night and occasionally tingling in your chest? Do you always feel sad from time to time, and then cry and lose your temper? ”
Mrs. Zhao was stunned when she smashed something, and said in surprise: "How do you know?" ”
"I'm a doctor, so there's nothing I don't know." Nan Luo smiled lightly, her attitude was very polite.
I didn't get angry because of what Mrs. Zhao said, and I didn't turn around and leave because of my temper.
"But you didn't check my pulse." Mrs. Zhao was surprised by this.
Is it possible to determine the disease without a pulse?
"Others may need it, but I don't need it." Nan Luo is a genius in medicine and poison, and such a simple illness can be known at a glance.
"Are you really so capable? You...... Can you really save your grandchildren? Mrs. Zhao's heart ignited a little hope.
If Qian'er can really get better, then her life will also become rich and bright.
In this way, at least there is hope for life.
"Yes, Madame, don't worry." Nan Luo poured the medicine box into the house, "I don't know where the little boy is?" ”
"I'll take you." Mrs. Zhao wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, and was impatient to take Nan Luo over to take a look.
The little boy is grumpy and beats the personal maid, the maid dares to be angry and dare not speak, so she can only let the little boy vent his temper.
Anyway, it's a three-year-old child, how much strength can he have?
Nan Luo leaned outside the door and observed for a while, and took out a lot of good-looking candy from the box.
When the little boy saw a strange woman and wanted to screw someone again, Nan Luo poured the candy into his mouth.
At first he was so scared that he wanted to cry, but gradually he tasted the good taste of these candies, and his eyes lit up.
This beautiful sister in front of me doesn't seem to be so annoying.
Mrs. Zhao and Master Zhao watched from afar, and their hearts were high.
If they didn't even have a way to do it, they really didn't know who to turn to.
After the little boy finished eating a piece of fruit-flavored candy, he blinked his eyes and fell into Nan Luotian's arms.
Mrs. Zhao immediately said nervously: "What's wrong with my grandson?" Why did you faint all of a sudden? ”
"The child is moving around and affecting the treatment. The candy was added with some soothing medicine, and the little boy was fine, he just slept for a while. It will be fine when he wakes up. ”
Nan Luo took out a silver needle and stuck a needle in his ear.
Mrs. Zhao asked again: "My grandson's problem is his throat, why do you stick a needle in your ear?" ”
She was about to start doubting Nan Luotian's medical skills again.
Isn't this just chaos?
"It's always the ears, not the throat, that has the problem. The reason why he couldn't speak was because he had never heard a voice outside, so naturally he didn't know how to speak. Soon, though, he'll be fine. ”
Nan Luo poured needles for an hour, and the little boy finally woke up.