Doctor Wang prescribed another medicine for Qiao Shan. It was only for oral administration, not for application. As he said, "...the ankle has been rotten so many times, so it's much easier to just let it rot completely, and let all the pus, blood and rotten flesh rot away before cleaning it."
There is a feeling of enlightenment after a broken jar has been thrown away.
Doctor Wang stayed at Chen's house in response to the situation, taking the pulse of Chief Qiao every day and adjusting the diagnosis and treatment methods at any time.
Madam Qu originally thought that Doctor Wang was a wandering doctor, so she kept Xianjin and Chen Fu. "... Are they here to eat and drink for free and cheat money? I have never heard of a doctor who would live next to a patient, feel the pulse and adjust the medicine soup every day... Master Qiao has not been born for a long time. I don't know how dangerous the world is now and how unpredictable people are. We need to help Master Qiao to take a look."
Xianjin: ??? Full of question marks.
Just because you haven't seen a doctor living next to a patient doesn't mean it doesn't exist...
Not to mention this era, even in later generations, some powerful families would have several family doctors!
Xianjin opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain.
Chen Fu was impatient to listen to his mother's narrow-minded talk. He frowned and waved his hand impatiently, "Don't ask! Doctor Wang is from the Imperial Hospital! He has known Mr. Qiao for many years! If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. You'll make people laugh!"
Madam Qu was not annoyed. She pointed at Chen Fu with a smile, her high cheekbones seemed to show endless indulgence, "You, the third child, your son and daughter are so big now, but you still talk like you did ten years ago!"
Aunt Qu forced a smile and rarely responded.
Xianjin raised his eyes thoughtfully.
Chen Fu was also impatient with his mother's archaeology all day long, and his eyebrows were almost wrinkled. "If you have something to say, just say it. I'm busy too, and Jin Jie'er is busy too! We don't have time to listen to your nonsense."
Madam Qu did not seem displeased. She only glanced at Chen Fu, then turned her gaze to Xian Jin and asked about Mr. Qiao's food, clothing, housing and transportation. "When the weather gets hot, other places in our Chen family can use ice in the evening, or even no ice at all. Mr. Qiao must ensure that everything is available as soon as possible, and the expenses will be paid from the public. You must make sure to arrange it."
Xianjin stood up and answered yes.
Chen Fu really wanted to leave, but a plate of his favorite White Jade Eight Treasures Cake was served. After thinking about it, he left again.
Madam Qu glanced at Chen Fu, then looked at Xian Jin with a smile on her face, "And you should also pay attention to Mr. Qiao's daily life. I later heard that he was a hero in the suppression of the Japanese. Whether he passed the imperial examination or not is secondary. He came back with Princess Bai'an, and his future is already bright."
Turning to Aunt Qu, he sighed from the bottom of his heart, "Alas, luck is really important. Even if he doesn't take the imperial examination, Mr. Qiao won't have to worry about his bright future."
Xianjin frowned and endured for three seconds, but found that he couldn't bear it anymore. His mind was full of the horrifying scar under Qiao Hui's neck that went deep into the bone marrow, so he said, "Madam, what you said is wrong. Luck is very important, but you have to be alive to get it."
Madam Qu opened her lips and was about to refute, but suddenly she thought of something and the words were on the tip of her tongue, but she changed her mind abruptly, and her smile seemed a little strained.
"Yes, that's the reason."
Madam Qu smiled and said, "The fortune also has to fall on the beloved."
Madam Qu didn't want to dwell on this any longer, and asked Xianjin about the recent matters he had been working on, "...Who is in charge of the autumn examination papers?"
When reporting work to the boss, Xianjin's attitude was still very correct.
"Manager Zhao Dezheng is in charge of the production in Xiaocao Village. Hengji and we have 50/50 laborers and 50/50 investors... There are seven or eight workshops in the market that have joined the Xuancheng Paper Industry Chamber of Commerce and are selling or giving away these exam papers. In the past month or two, many scholars from all over South Zhili have come to Xuancheng Prefecture, almost all for the autumn exam papers. Although we don't sell them directly, everyone is willing to come to Chenji to take a look and show their support, so the turnover this season is still considerable."
Xianjin handed the Q1 financial report rolled up in his sleeve to Aunt Qu.
After handing it out for a while, no one took it.
Xianjin coughed lightly, and Aunt Qu woke up as if from a dream. When her eyes met Xianjin's, she seemed to be frightened and almost fainted.
Xianjin frowned and looked at her thoughtfully for the second time.
Madam Qu reached out to take the scroll, unfolded it and looked at it, then raised her head just as she lowered it and placed the financial report face up on the small side table.
"Grandma will be relieved if you do your job well."
Madam Qu asked again, "What about tribute paper? How far has the tribute paper progressed?"
Xianjin replied, "The name has been submitted, and we are waiting for the government to issue a request."
"Is it reported in the name of 'Xuancheng Paper Industry Chamber of Commerce'?"
Xianjin nodded.
I thought I would be greeted by a storm, but Madam Qu only nodded slightly, hesitated for a few times, and asked, "If I am selected, can I change it later?"
Xianjin shook his head slightly, "It probably can't be done. It's already in the books of the Internal Affairs Department and known to everyone. It's hard to change it now."
Madam Qu murmured unconsciously, "That's quite troublesome..."
Xianjin didn't hear clearly, so he leaned forward and said "ah".
Madam Qu said "Oh", sat up straight immediately, and said, "Nothing, nothing, it's just that paying tribute in the name of the Chamber of Commerce is a bit troublesome - if you get praised, it's not easy to divide the performance, and if you get punished, it's not easy to divide the responsibility. If the responsibilities are not clear, it's easy for everyone to have conflicts."
Xianjin smiled and said, "So that's what you're worried about. Don't worry. Since I've set up the Chamber of Commerce, the Chen family must be the president. The better the paper industry in Xuancheng develops, no matter who develops it, when everyone talks about Xuan paper, they must talk about the Chen family first."
"Similarly, the greater the praise, the greater the storm. If the tribute rice paper causes trouble, the Chen family will naturally bear the brunt of the blame."
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