Chapter 102 Chen Xiangxiu Can't Sit Still
"That's right. Uncle, I didn't bring any money today, but the People's Clinic will still treat us. Uncle! Isn't Doctor Du's People's Clinic opened for people like us?"
Li Laoliu glared at his nephew: "What do you want to do? Are you relying on the kindness of Doctor Du to do evil? Our Li family is poor, but we have to give money to people. The doctor's herbs were also bought with money."
"Uncle! You misunderstood me. That's not what I meant. I meant that we will have our own clinic for medical treatment in the future."
Li Daniu thought of another way to pay Du Wanwan back for her medical expenses: "Dad! Next time you come for a follow-up checkup, ask Dr. Du if he will accept herbal medicine. If he does, we can use the herbs to pay off the medical expenses we owe."
His son's idea was a good one, and Li Laoliu thought it was feasible: "It should work. Doctor Du doesn't look like someone who is difficult to talk to. Huichuntang also accepts the herbs we collect."
"Uncle! From now on, we will only send the herbs we collect to the People's Clinic. They have helped us so much, so we must remember this."
Li Laoliu nodded and praised his nephew: "You are right. As long as Doctor Du accepts it, we will give it to him. Even if the price is lower, it doesn't matter. We are happy to do it."
"Yes! We are happy to do so."
The group returned home and told everyone about their encounter with the People's Clinic in the county town today. The whole Lijia Village was shocked. No one expected that there was such a good clinic in the county town. It was really rare.
Du Wanwan never expected that she would gain fans from an entire village by just randomly accepting a patient.
On the first day the clinic opened, we admitted two patients. We didn't make a penny, but we spent a few packets of medicine and some of the spiritual spring water that Yaya gave us.
Li Daniu's legs were washed with spiritual spring water.
Ye Tingxiao returned to the County Magistrate's Mansion and handed the medicine to his mother: "Mom! This medicine was prescribed by Miss Du. She said that my disease can be cured, but it will take some time."
After hearing his son's words, Chen Xiangxiu, who had been worried for many days, seemed to hear the sound of nature: "Zhongyuan! Is what Miss Du said true?"
Chen Xiangxiu also knew something about Du Wanwan, as his son had told him about it the last time he came back. He said that when he was in Dujia Village, he met a young girl with excellent medical skills, who cured his injuries and saved his life.
At that time she didn't take it seriously, thinking that he was just a country bumpkin who happened to cure her son, and it wasn't that miraculous.
When Chen Xiangxiu heard today that she could cure her son's illness, she couldn't sit still. If there was really hope, it would save the lives of their entire family!
These days, she couldn't eat, couldn't sleep, and was very worried.
She had difficulty conceiving all her life, and finally gave birth to two sons. How could she bear to watch them go to waste?
"Yes!" Ye Tingxiao replied calmly, "She said that we can't rush into my illness and we need to take care of it first. Only when my body is well can there be hope of recovery."
Knowing that his mother was worried about him buying random medicine outside and taking it, Ye Tingxiao simply explained everything and slowly put Du Wanwan in the open.
After the effect of the medicine expired, he told his mother that it was Miss Du who cured him.
"Okay, okay! Listen to her. I'll listen to her."
As long as her son's illness could be cured, Chen Xiangxiu didn't care what Du Wanwan said. Her son's illness was a huge stone weighing on her, and she would be grateful to anyone who could move it.
"Yes! My son has been prescribed medicine to take. She said that this medicine can only be taken once a month."
"Then go get a prescription and drink it every month. No matter what medicine it is, no matter how expensive it is, you must persist in drinking it. If it doesn't work after one year, then drink it for two years. As long as it works, it doesn't matter how long you drink it."
Ye Tingxiao held his forehead with his hand. The medicine was only effective for half a year, but why did he have to take medicine for one or two years? It seemed that his mother was really hit hard.
Looking at the worried Chen Xiangxiu, Ye Tingxiao felt a little guilty. At this point, he seemed to have no way out. If he didn't do this, how could he achieve his goal?
"Yes, my son has noted it all down."
Ye Tingxiao stood up, bowed to Chen Xiangxiu, and then walked out.
Looking at his back, Chen Xiangxiu's eyes were filled with tears.
Poor child, he still doesn't know what he will face if he can't be cured. I'm afraid there will be changes in the position of the prince of Pingyang Marquis's mansion.
The old lady seemed impartial on the surface, but in fact, she was biased towards her children and grandchildren in her heart. If her son was fine, he would be named the prince and would take over the title of Marquis of Pingyang safely and smoothly in the future.
If there is any deviation, the position of the Crown Prince of Pingyang Marquis’ Mansion may be lost, and it is really hard to say who will be the next Marquis of Pingyang.
Tomorrow she would go see Miss Du and ask her how long it would take to cure her son and whether there was an exact time. One or two years would be easy to say, but three or five years would be hard to say.
The next morning, after finishing breakfast, Chen Xiangxiu took her personal nanny, took a carriage, and came to Du Wanwan's shop.
The decoration of the clinic is different from other clinics. The layout is different. I feel that the decoration here is simpler, clearer and more reasonable. The walls around the pharmacy are all filled with cabinets. The cabinets have no doors and are filled with drawers from top to bottom.
Each drawer was filled with medicinal materials, and it looked very neat and beautiful. Unlike other medical clinics, there was a medicine cabinet, but not so many drawers. Inside were layers of shelves with jars on them.
The herbs were packed in jars with the names of the herbs on the outside. The jars were large and small, of different heights, in a disorderly and uneven manner.
Unlike her place, the medicine cabinets on all four sides have at least a hundred drawers, and each drawer contains two kinds of medicinal materials. There are red labels with the names of the medicines written on them.
There are so many names of medicinal herbs, such as large cooked rehmannia, scorched white atractylodes, perilla seed, pure ephedra, western amomum, Sichuan cassia twig, northern asarum, etc., it's dizzy to see them.
There should be a room behind the medicine cabinet, covered with white coarse cloth, with the words "Examination Room" written on the door frame.
Although Chen Xiangxiu didn't know what the examination room was used for, it was inseparable from medical practice.
There was a table next to the medicine cabinet. A young man wearing a robe, with delicate features and a thin figure, was sitting there reading a medical book.
There is a chair opposite the table, probably for the patient to sit on, and there are several chairs against the wall.
There was a little girl of about eleven or twelve sitting next to the medicine cabinet. She was wearing a fine cotton flowered jacket and had her hair in a bun. She looked quiet and gentle.
Seeing Chen Xiangxiu approaching, the young man put down the medical book, looked at her, and asked enthusiastically: "Madam, have you had a severe migraine recently?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Chen Xiangxiu and the nanny beside her looked at each other. There was no expression on their faces, but there was a storm in their hearts.
Indeed, Chen Xiangxiu has always had migraine, which would occasionally flare up, with pain either on the left or right side.
She had tried to keep a calm mind before, and the attacks were less frequent than they are now. Her son's illness made her unable to eat, and headaches were inevitable.
But I didn't expect that Miss Du's medical skills were so advanced. I knew she had a migraine after just one look at her.
Did her son tell her?
(End of this chapter)
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