When A-Mian went to check again the next day, Mo-Man's free clinic stall had been set up again.

This time, she boldly walked in amidst everyone's gaze.

"I'm here for a consultation." Ah Mian often bluffed the more afraid she was, so she said it very loudly.

"good."

Mo Man saw that her face was rosy and her eyes were bright, and she didn't look sick at all.

However, since there were no other patients, and this was a rare occasion for one to come, she still asked her questions in great detail.

"age?"

Seventeen.

Mo Man looked up at her again, "I wasn't asking about your age in the traditional Chinese way."

Being stared at by her always made me feel very guilty.

Amian quickly recalculated, "There's only one month left until my sixteenth birthday."

Mo Man nodded: "Married... are you married? Have you had children?"

It took her some time to adapt to the social rhythm of ancient times. People in A-Mian's era married and had children very early because life expectancy was generally short; living to fifty was considered a long life.

Amian nodded first, then shook her head, and said naturally, "I can't have children without them. That's not what I came to see you about. I've been feeling... pain here lately." She pointed to her chest.

"Okay, come with me."

Mo Man nodded and led A Mian into an empty room in the pharmacy. The windows and doors were tightly closed, and there were two curtains to block out any view.

Ah Mian didn't know what she was going to encounter, and her heart was pounding like a drum.

Doctor Mo then took out an extremely strange object from a wooden box. It resembled a plow, but it was hollow in the middle, with a rope of a very novel and somewhat elastic material attached to one end. At the end of the rope was a round iron block.

"What...what is this?"

"Stethoscope."

Before Mo Man transmigrated, she was working overtime in her clinic. When she came to her senses, she realized that many things in the clinic had come with her. She picked up one end of the stethoscope and placed it on A Mian's chest.

Ah Mian was so nervous that her heart was beating very fast.

Mo Man said, "Take a few deep breaths, like this, slowly inhale and then slowly exhale. This can help people relax and calm down."

After doing it a few times, A-Mian found that she was actually not so panicked anymore.

Now she strangely began to have faith in Doctor Mo's medical skills.

Then, feeling bored, Mo Man started to tease the little one who had come for a checkup. She took out a thermometer and a blood pressure monitor and took turns measuring A-Mian's temperature, and even used a tongue depressor.

Amian held her breath, her eyes dazzled by the sight. She heard her numbers sound like astronomical figures, and looked at Mo Man as if she were a goddess.

"Yes, stand a little further back. Can you see the symbols on this chart? Which way does the notch point?"

Besides drawing blood, Dr. Mo gave Ah Mian a full physical examination.

The conclusion was that Ah Mian was incredibly healthy.

After she finished palpating, she said to Ah Mian, who looked nervous, "It's nothing, you're just developing normally. You're in your puberty now, so you should eat more meat and eggs... Wear loose and comfortable clothes, like you are."

At that time, women would bind their breasts, but Ah Mian didn't like it, finding it uncomfortable.

"Wait a minute, who told you you can't have children?"

Mo Man said seriously, "Having a child is not just your business; it's a matter for both husband and wife. Actually, it's not necessarily that you can't have children; it could also be that your husband can't."

"How is that possible?" A-Mian was puzzled by this new concept. From ancient times to the present, childbirth has always been a woman's responsibility. What does it have to do with men?

Seeing that she was completely unaware, Mo Man couldn't help but sigh.

Women in this era did not receive any sex education. There were even women like Ah Mian who, seeing others' bellies swell up a few months after marriage while they themselves hadn't after so long, assumed they were infertile.

Mo Man was silent for a moment: "Do you know how a child is born?"

A-Mian: "?"

Mo Man felt that teaching a physiology class was a long and arduous task, so she didn't explain too much for now. She felt that it would have too much of an impact on A Mian's worldview, and that the person probably couldn't accept it at all.

She simply said, “You are healthy and have no problems. But if you want children, tell your husband to see another doctor in town.”

And so, Ah Mian walked out of the shop.

Now, a lot of people gathered around, asking all sorts of questions.

Unable to bear it any longer, Ah Mian covered her ears and said, "If you want to know, just go in and see for yourselves!"

Seeing the passersby hesitate, she simply stood to the side and loudly promoted her services: "Free clinic for women! Free clinic for women! No money, female doctors! You'd be lucky to get one! No need for bitter medicine, and you can even see a doctor in a small room!"

After this shouting, quite a few people actually started to line up.

Seeing Mo Man looking over, A Mian scratched her head and smiled before quickly returning to the blacksmith shop.

She told the person who was making the jingling noises about her extraordinary adventure that day.

"There's a small stick that you can put under your armpit and wait a while to measure a person's temperature!"

As Meng Chijian listened, he grew suspicious, wondering if it was some kind of sorcery or evil magic. He had never heard of such a method of healing. He asked, "Did that woman make you do anything else? Did she make you write down your birth date and time? Did she take any of your hair?"

Amian shook her head: "No."

Meng Chijian felt somewhat relieved.

“I don’t think she’s a bad person, and why would the daughter of a county magistrate want to harm me?” A-Mian said, “She said I’m developing and I should eat more meat and eggs so that my chest pain will stop after a while. She also told me to see a doctor, saying that you have a problem.”

Meng Chijian: ?

He glanced at A-Mian; it seemed that the little clothes A-Mian had bought a while ago were indeed getting too small for her...

Meng Chijian quickly turned his face away, "I know, I'll make lotus leaf steamed pork tonight."

Nothing happened for the first few days. After a few days, around dusk, the two prepared to go home after closing time.

A-Mian glanced around and saw that there was still a long queue at the free clinic. Most of the women were simply dressed, and some were even veiled. But as they left, many had red eyes, and some of the more sensitive ones even had tears in their eyes.

"What's going on?" A-Mian hurriedly grabbed someone and asked.

"Don't laugh at this old woman, this is my first time seeing a doctor. I don't know why, but just by telling her about my illness and pain, I actually feel a little better... Even the quacks in the pharmacy, who would want to listen to you talk so much? This female doctor doesn't mind that we're all a mess... She doesn't even shy away from such unpleasant things, but asks very carefully..."

"It really is...it really is..."

The old woman paused for a long time, unable to think of how to express her true feelings, then smiled, waved her hand, and gradually walked away.