The days when Hengxi and Qiao Hui disliked each other came to an abrupt end when they entered Jian'an Sea Road.
There is no other reason.
After leaving the waterway and entering the bay with stronger winds and waves, the little girl from Hengxi became seasick miserably. She vomited all day long, rolled her eyes, and held Xianjin's hand tightly, "...When I vomit to death, help me burn all the notebooks hidden under my pillow...No one is allowed to read..."
Xianjin:...
Okay, let’s not worry about whether he lives or dies for now.
I am now very curious about your book list, how shady it is...
I thought she would slowly get used to it after vomiting for a few days, but the vomiting became worse and worse, to the point where she would vomit bile even when drinking cold water.
Not to mention the sugar and salt water solution that Xianjin gave her to prevent electrolyte imbalance and the seasickness medicine prescribed by Doctor Wang.
Basically, you vomit whatever you eat.
You must find a doctor.
While docked along the shore, Xianjin asked Qiao Hui to call a doctor. After entering the bay, the docking time would be greatly reduced. After Qiao Hui finished what Xianjin asked him to do, he only said, "I have already given it to Xi Jing, you don't have to give it anymore." Then he turned around and left quickly.
The visitor was a pale-faced imperial physician in his thirties. He was visibly stunned when he saw Xianjin's face. He turned around and looked at the ship's queue number, muttering in a low voice, "...Yimao, very far back in line..."
Xianjin didn't understand what was going on, and thought that the imperial physician looked down on them because they were merchants and the ship was at the back. He pursed his lips and whispered, "I am really very seasick. I know you are treating a noble, and if I really couldn't hold it down, I wouldn't bother you..."
The white-faced imperial physician knew that Xianjin had misunderstood, and hurriedly said, "You misunderstood! It's your face..."
The white-faced imperial physician stopped talking, and as if he had said something wrong, he shut his mouth tightly. He lowered his eyebrows, took out his hand pillow, and stroked Hengxi's pulse record. He looked at Hengxi's tongue coating and the whites of his eyes, put away his hand pillow, and wrote a prescription, "...The pulse is weak and floating in two places, and the weakness cannot be supplemented and is slowly blocked. The head is dizzy and panic-stricken. The spleen and stomach are weak and the heart is hot - it's not a big problem. It's just that the spleen and stomach are injured due to the unfamiliar climate and the boat flipping over..."
The white-faced imperial physician raised his eyes and said, "Look at your pulse. Have you taken seasickness medicine?"
Xianjin quickly took out the prescription and said, "I took three doses and vomited as soon as I took them."
The white-faced imperial physician took the prescription and his face changed when he saw the words on it clearly. "Where did you get this prescription from?"
Xianjin's expression was stern.
Doctor Wang is the one who left the palace!
Should I say it?
According to the palace fighting stories that were popular in later generations, the imperial physicians who left the palace always had to carry some palace secrets... What was the relationship between this white-faced imperial physician in front of him, who was also a doctor in the palace? Was he an enemy? Or an old acquaintance?
Xianjin pursed his lips tightly and mumbled, "The prescription prescribed by the doctor in my hometown - but is there any problem?"
The white-faced imperial physician shook his head repeatedly, "No, no, no!" Sensing Xianjin's vigilance, the white-faced imperial physician forced a smile, "Don't look how scared you are. I just saw that the handwriting and the habit of using medicines are somewhat similar to my master's - oh, my master was the chief physician of the Imperial Hospital. He resigned and returned to his hometown ten years ago. I haven't seen him for a long time, so I asked a few questions."
The white-faced imperial physician was somewhat speechless at Xianjin's caution, "Master Qiao and I have known each other for many years. Even if you don't believe me, you have to believe in the loyal and martial marquis, right?"
Xianjin: Oh.
I'm sorry, but I always feel that the imperial physician is either cannon fodder or an accomplice. Anyway, there is always an innocent and useless imperial physician in the vortex of palace fighting...
It’s all the palace fighting dramas that misled me.
The white-faced imperial physician quickly wrote down a prescription and handed it to Xianjin, "You can continue to take the old prescription. I will first give this girl moxibustion to stop vomiting. The prescription is effective. You should also eat soft and mushy food for easy digestion."
Xianjin watched the white-faced imperial physician prick Hengxi's hands, face, and head like a hedgehog. He held Hengxi's hand with a distressed look in his eyes, "Does it hurt?"
Hengxi shook his head weakly, "I didn't feel anything, but I felt a lot more comfortable because my stomach was warm."
Xianjin felt very relieved.
After removing the needle, the white-faced doctor pondered for a moment, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Excuse me, where is your hometown, young lady?"
This is something you can find out as soon as you get off the boat.
"Jing County, Xuancheng Prefecture, Southern Zhili."
The white-faced imperial physician suddenly became excited, "You... Is the hometown doctor you mentioned surnamed Wang?"
Xianjin hesitated for a moment and then nodded slightly.
The white-faced imperial physician's eyes were red, "That must be my master! Is he okay? Is he still strong and healthy? Why is he cursing and acting weird when he's still fine!?"
Xianjin heard the last sentence: It is confirmed that they are master and disciple.
Xianjin smiled and said, "Everything is fine. He had his legs and feet treated by Doctor Qiao some time ago. He is stronger and more energetic than me. I can tell that he can live to be 188." Since he was Doctor Wang's apprentice, Xianjin's attitude became much closer.
The white-faced imperial physician lowered his gaze and raised it again, and asked why Xianjin appeared on this ship. When he heard that Xianjin was the presenter of the tribute of the national gift of "Crane Lin Dawei", he praised him endlessly and said with a smile, "I have always heard that the girls in Nanzhili are petite and exquisite. Just now, I saw that you were so tall that I thought you were a girl from our capital."
The white-faced imperial physician smiled and sighed, "So, Manager He is the daughter of a legitimate Xuan paper-making family? Your family really treats gentlemen and ladies equally and employs talents in a non-discriminatory manner."
Haha, this is a huge misunderstanding.
Xianjin watched the clock strike the hour, and while seeing the doctor off the boat, he explained, "I can't say I have a good background, but I was lucky enough to have worked in the paper industry for a long time."
The white-faced imperial physician laughed and stood at the porch of the trestle bridge without moving forward. "What do you mean?"
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