Luo Qianhuai couldn't sit still. She remembers that in her previous life, asthma was almost an incurable disease in the early stage of the development of traditional Chinese medicine.

Of course, after long-term practice, a set of effective treatment methods of acupuncture and decoction have gradually been formed, mainly by strengthening the lungs and kidneys, enhancing immunity, and reducing or eliminating patients' allergic reactions to asthma.

She put on the golden needle and went out with Xingjiu.

Wen Pu saw her for the first time and was surprised in his heart. Could it be that Aunt Huang said before that the one who bought the store was this little lady who is very similar to the eldest lady Wenlan?

He looked at it carefully, then withdrew his gaze and didn't think anything else. Ah Weng went to look for his nephew and his niece had not yet returned, and the little lady in front of him was wearing a silver cloak with a mink fur collar and a smooth white hosta on her head, obviously from a wealthy family, and it was impossible to have anything to do with his hard-working niece.

The man had already found the door panel and worked with the servant to carry Fang Niangzi up. The people around who were watching the excitement began to disperse, but Luo Qianhuai walked straight forward.

In Wen Pu's surprised gaze, she took Fang Niangzi's pulse.

The pulse was heavy, and a large area of hives had appeared on the wrist. There is no doubt that it is shock caused by allergic asthma.

"She's wheezing." She said hurriedly: "Because asthma has caused convulsions, if you don't treat them in time, you will die." ”

"We're just going to send her to the Rejuvenation Hall." The shopkeeper of the carpentry workshop said: "If the little lady hadn't stopped her, we would have set off." ”

"Hurry up, hurry up." The servant woman was so anxious: "Fang Niangzi is our lady's handy person, she must not have an accident - let's hurry up and go to the Huichun Hall to find Gao Langzhong!" ”

She and the shopkeeper Zeng both spoke, and the guys carried people away by themselves.

Luo Qianhuai swallowed the next sentence that would be spoken. They shouldn't be curable, but I can.

But although this is realistic, it is really not suitable to say it at this time, because no one believes it when she says it, and it seems that she belittles her peers and elevates herself, even if she saves people, she will not be good.

She followed silently, monitoring Fang Niangzi's state from time to time. Fortunately, although the other party is in a state of shock, her lip color has not yet turned cyanosis, which means that she can hold on for a while longer, otherwise she will not care about anything else at all, and will directly start to rescue.

Xing Jiu pulled her sleeve on the side: "Big lady, they don't know gold and jade, what are we going to do with them?" ”

Luo Qianhuai shook his head and said in a low voice: "This is also a life." If possible, I still have to save it. ”

Xing Jiu was puzzled but didn't dare to ask more, but Wen Pu, who also followed, couldn't hold back:

"This little lady is invited." He arched his hand: "The little lady is a doctor, when she knows that this asthma is so sudden that she faints, she is hopeless, I don't know why she still thinks it can be saved?" ”

Luo Qianhuai looked at him, and inexplicably felt a little kind.

"Sir, too, is healer." She smiled slightly: "Whether there is salvation or not, it is all based on people, places and conditions." For example, in ancient times, there were no doctors, and if people were sick, they needed to have their own destiny. ”

"However, the times have changed, the medical Tao has gradually prospered, Shennong tasted a hundred herbs and became the "Shennong Materia Medica", and then there were monographs such as "Neijing" and "Suwen", many ancient incurable diseases, but now only a few decoctions can be solved."

"So, sir, what was incurable in the past may not be incurable now. And what is incurable today may not be incurable in the future. How does Mr. know that this lady must be hopeless? When she said this, her face was calm, revealing an indescribably powerful confidence.

Wen Pu has never seen such a little lady. She was not yet at an advanced age, she had studied medicine with others, and she should still be in the apprenticeship stage, but what she said was not so.

The artistic conception of these words is lofty, and ordinary doctors can't stand so high or see that far. Even his master is still there, and he can't say such a thing.

Of course, this could not have been her own insight.

Wen Pu settled up and asked, "Is the little lady a family student, or does she learn from a famous family?" ”

Luo Qianhuai glanced at him again, and didn't want to explain more: "Mr. and the little girl just met in Pingshui, but there is no need to talk deeply. ”

She didn't pay attention to Wen Pu anymore, and Xing Jiu stepped aside to protect her, and the two of them quickened their pace. Wen Pu, who was left behind, showed a wry smile again, sighed and followed.

Reason told him that Fang Niangzi was dead. But after listening to the words of the little lady just now, there was a faint hope in his heart.

Although he has never known that lady in his life, as a doctor, he hopes that all patients can really still be saved, even if it is not through his hands.

After a while, everyone arrived at the door of the Rejuvenation Hall. There are a lot of patients here, and there are more than 20 people queuing up outside the door to see a doctor.

When the pharmacy guy saw Fang Niangzi's appearance, he immediately turned cold: "We are a pharmacy, not a coffin shop, you have come to the wrong place!" ”

The servant woman immediately stepped forward and stuffed a handful of five coins in his hand: "We belong to the Zhou family of Rongkangfang, this is our lady in charge of affairs - she just fainted, and people are still angry, please take a look at Gao Langzhong, and there will be heavy thanks for curing the lady!" ”

When the guy heard that it was someone from the Zhou family, he quickly changed his smiling face, and stretched out his hand to probe the side of Fang Niangzi's neck: "Auntie didn't say it earlier." People are indeed still angry, so I'm going to invite Gao Langzhong to come. ”

At this time, he didn't make any accommodation, and asked Fang Niangzi to be carried in first.

Wen Pu had foreseen this situation, but Luo Qianhuai was a little surprised. She was about to step forward and say something, when Gao Langzhong came out.

He first asked Fang Niangzi about her early stage of illness, and her brows furrowed. When I checked the pulse, rolled my eyelids, and looked at the tongue coating, my brows had been locked into a zigzag.

"It can't be cured, go back and prepare for the future." He threw down the sentence, turned and walked away.

"Gao Langzhong!" The servant woman knelt down and hugged his leg tightly: "Fang Niangzi is our wife's handy, there will be no shortage of your medical fees, please save her, she still has a three-year-old child at home!" ”

Gao Liang glared fiercely at the guy who had just gone in to call him. The latter took two steps back and shrank like a frightened quail.

"No one can cure her disease. Don't say it's me, even the Shouhetang and Wanying Hall in Xijing, and they can't accept it either. Let's go back quickly, it's not about money. ”

The servant refused to let go, and continued to cry and beg, Gao Liang was impatient, and called the man to pull the person away: "It really can't be cured, you just cry and die here, and you just delay your efforts in vain." It's better to send people back sooner, so that the family can see each other again. ”

Seeing this, Luo Qianhuai stepped forward and said to the servant woman: "Fang Niangzi's illness, I can cure it." ”

"You, you're Langzhong?" The servant woman had not yet recovered from the blow just now, and asked blankly.

"I am." Luo Qianhuai smiled gently, and took out the golden needle from his arms: "Don't worry, people will wake up soon." ”

A cold sneer came from the side: "I opened my mouth at a young age, and I don't know which master taught me." If you can revive people, how about I worship you as a teacher? ”

Naturally, it was Gao Langzhong who spoke. He stood at the door, frowning and looking at Luo Qianhuai.

Luo Qianhuai glanced at him: "Worship me as a teacher?" You think beautifully. ”