092 Seeing a doctor at the home of the prefect
Sun Sicheng thought while naming the medicine.
Ping'an's little hands were taking notes quickly. Now he could write charcoal calligraphy very well, and his brush calligraphy was also average.
"Master Hou, we are going back now. Please have someone follow to get the medicine. Both old people need to take it. I will have someone send some precautions later. I will come back to see you in a few days."
The Marquis's wife asked, "My Lord, don't you need to come tomorrow?"
"Madam, this is a chronic disease. You don't have to come every day. I'll come back in five or six days to see the effect of the medicine."
"Sicheng, I'm going to trouble you again for my parents' health." Prefect Hou felt bitter. He had thought his parents were in good spirits and in good health.
I can't think of any that are bad.
One has hyperactivity of yang, and the other actually has liver problems.
One of his classmates suffered from liver disease and passed away within a year from the time he was diagnosed.
Sun Sicheng took his little apprentice to say goodbye to the two old men and their wife.
After Sun Sicheng and his apprentice left, Magistrate Hou came to his senses and chased after them with his wife.
"Sicheng, tell me now, how are my parents' health? Are they serious? Tell me, I can bear it." Magistrate Hou's eyes were red.
The marquis's wife was also listening eagerly.
“Sir Hou, it’s really nothing, it’s not serious, but if you’re not careful, it won’t matter, it can become a serious illness.
I won’t talk about the consequences of severe liver disease, but the same goes for hyperactivity of yang, which can lead to stroke and even death.”
"Sicheng, Sicheng, you must help me this time. I'll leave my parents' health to you."
"My Lord, don't get excited. You have to listen to me now. Don't be so nervous. It will scare the old man. It's not that serious yet. Everything is in time. Trust me, okay?"
When Sun Sicheng and his companions were about to leave the mansion, the housekeeper hurriedly reminded his master: "Sir, the gift you prepared for the eldest son has not been delivered yet."
The prefect Hou couldn't raise his spirits anymore. He looked at the carriage going away and said, "Forget it. We'll talk about it next time."
"What gift? What is it?" The lady frowned.
Seeing that the master was in a daze, the butler replied: "The master has prepared a beauty for the eldest master."
The Marquis's wife was furious: "Send him away immediately. What kind of person are you? Do you think everyone loves beauties? Everyone in the Sun family of Baicaotang knows that he only takes concubines when he is over 40 and has no children. Are you trying to harm him? Do my parents still want someone to take care of them?"
Just because he has a concubine, he thinks that all people are as lustful as he is.
Lord Hou was also angry: "How can I know so much? Dad and Mom are in trouble, do you think they should be treated?"
"Sir, how about we go back and exchange gifts?"
"My husband, you should give gifts to the heart. I think the eldest master really loves that child. Why don't you give him the pony at home? Our child is away and can't use it."
Prefect Hou nodded and said, "Madam will have to arrange these. Three days at most will be enough to get the person home. Is five days too long?"
Sun Sicheng had no idea that this time the beauty would just pass him by.
But he just knew that he was not worthy of such a beautiful woman's kindness.
Back at Baicao Hall, Ping An asked the master, "Master, the old man must have had liver disease for some time, how come they didn't notice it? The old lady obviously has hyperactivity of Yang, and she is still so fat."
There were too many people with hypertension in the past life. There were many middle-aged people taking hypertension drugs, and they would take them for 20 to 30 years, or even 30 to 40 years. It was scary to hear about it.
"Ping An, first of all, liver disease is not easy to detect at the beginning. Who would think about this? If you feel uncomfortable occasionally, you can just bear with it. Yang hyperactivity usually doesn't cause any pain or itching, so you won't pay attention to it unless it's serious."
Three days later.
Sun Sicheng was invited to the Hou family again, and brought two pages full of precautions, one for each person.
Ping An did not go this time, but when the master came back he brought him a pony.
The foal, less than one year old, is chestnut in color and well-raised. Although small, eight-year-old Ping An can ride it occasionally, which makes his little face turn red with excitement.
This was a gift that excited him more than silver.
What man doesn't love horses?
On the second day of September, two braised food shops opened, one in the east and one in the south.
Even the prefect sent a gift that day, not to mention others.
The opening was a great success and it was extremely lively. All the braised food made that day was sold out and there were not enough to sell.
Sun Yat-sen prepared eight shops, and he would open these two first to test the waters, and then open the other shops one by one.
Half a month later, the old man and the old lady of the Hou family had obviously improved.
As long as the treatment continues, there will be no serious problem. Governor Hou is still a little worried, but he can't keep detaining the person, right?
Sun Sicheng waited and waited, but Xiaoliu and the others never showed up. It was already mid-September and he could wait no longer.
He and Sun Yat-sen were making final arrangements, and they would set off two days later, on September 18th.
In the morning, he took Ping An to Magistrate Hou's house to take his pulse for the last time.
In the afternoon, he examined Wu Lei who had rushed over. "Congratulations, you are completely normal now. You don't need to take medicine anymore."
Wu Lei bowed deeply: "Wu Lei thanks you, Master."
"Study medicine well. Your father suffered because he didn't know enough about medicine."
"Master, a guest has arrived."
Wu Lei immediately resigned.
"Who? Didn't you send in your visiting card in advance?"
Jixiang said: "No, it's the young master of Huashou Hall."
"Oh? What is he doing here? Please ask him to come in."
Ping An was about to go out when a young man walked in.
He was about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a scarlet robe and a corset of the same color around his waist.
Not very handsome, but full of energy.
This young man was the culprit who almost caused the two major medical clinics to break up, but Ping An didn't hate him at all. The young man's aura was really strong enough.
"Master Sun, Huo Zhi greets you."
"Young Master Huo, please take a seat."
Huo Zhi looked at Ping An and said, "Is this the fairy boy that everyone praises, the one who can save people by blowing a breath of fairy air?"
"Brother, I am not a fairy child. It is just passed down from person to person."
"Are you saying that others are lying?"
"Brother, how can you say someone is lying? Not everyone knows medicine like you do. If one person spreads it around, the words will change, won't they?"
Sun Sicheng smiled and said, "Young Master Huo, please have some tea, but what's the matter?"
"It's alright. I came to see your little disciple and asked you, didn't you get the mine? Why don't you want it anymore?"
This is a spoiled child.
"Ping An, tell this brother why I don't want it?"
Ping'an saw that the master didn't want to answer, and he didn't know what to say either, so he just spoke in general terms, and he couldn't say anything was wrong.
"The court needs weapons to guard the border, and weapons need iron ore to make. Master, it doesn't matter if your family uses less silver, but giving it to the court can be of great use. Master, am I right?"
The voice still had a childish tone, but it was absolutely correct.
Who can say this is wrong?
Huo Zhi smiled: "Your name is Ping An, right? I'll give this to you. I'll come and play with you later, okay?"
Huo Zhi took off the jade pendant hanging on his body and handed it to Ping An.
Ping An took out the dagger from his arms and handed it to him: "Brother, the things I have are all gifts from my elders, so I can't give them to you, but this dagger was bought by me. I'm giving it to you, so please don't despise it."
Huo Zhi took it and said, "I don't mind. How could I mind?" He took it and put it in his sleeve pocket.
After Huo Zhi left.
Sun Sicheng asked, "You like this dagger very much, why did you give it away?"
These are not the two daggers that Master Li originally made.
I bought it in Yangcheng, the quality is pretty good, and it also comes with a dagger.
He likes to carry the dagger on his body. It looks cool and impressive, but it is a bit heavy.
"Master, he gave me something nice, so I want to give him a gift in return, so it's a give and take, right?
I think he is a very good person, young but very charming, and not as unreasonable as others say."
Sun Sicheng thought about it and realized that everyone has a different perspective. As for Huo Zhi, he spent money to get the red deed, so there was nothing wrong with it.
The fault actually lies with the careless clerk of the yamen.
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