"Whose child is this? What are they doing running around like this?"
Seeing the pharmacy apprentice who looked like he wanted to hit someone, Gu An'an quickly went over and picked Jiang Mingxu up, saying, "I'm so sorry, young man, please don't take it to heart."
The apprentice was surprised to find that the little boy was actually Madam Gu's son, but he couldn't help but say, "I've been an apprentice at the pharmacy for half a year. I don't know what medicine tastes like. Does this child know?"
Knowing that she was in the wrong, Gu An'an was also aware that the apprentice was angry and was thinking of apologizing again, but the little thing in her arms spoke first, "I just know that your medicine is too pungent, it just doesn't taste right."
Gu An'an: "..."
Although she really wanted to correct him, when she thought of Jiang Mingyi's awesome identity in the future—the Ghost Doctor Ming San Gongzi of Medicine King Valley—she suddenly felt that perhaps little Jiang Mingxu was just exceptionally talented and that she was really right.
But even if you're not wrong, you can't say it!
This is their business, it's not your place to stick your neck out, okay?
Gu An'an covered her youngest son's mouth, "Yes..."
"What's wrong? What's all the noise about?"
A middle-aged man with a goatee strolled in, his gaze falling on the indignant apprentice with a hint of disdain. "Isn't it true that you ground the medicine too finely? Did you say something wrong?"
The apprentice froze upon hearing Doctor Tian's words, his voice becoming uncertain, "Really? I did it as the shopkeeper instructed."
"Your manager only cares about money, he doesn't know anything about pharmacology," Doctor Tian said with a look of disdain. "Even if you study for another ten years, you'll never become a master if you learn from him."
His gaze fell on Jiang Mingxu, who was being held in Gu An'an's arms. "This kid is quite interesting."
Doctors emphasize observation, listening, questioning, and palpation, and this applies not only to patients.
The same applies to medications.
He could tell the medicine was ground incorrectly just by the smell; if it weren't for his family's expertise, he really couldn't think of any other reason.
Jiang Mingxu struggled to pry Gu An'an's hand away, and smiled smugly at his mother, "I wasn't wrong, Mother, you have to apologize to me."
Before Gu An'an could speak, the little boy had already made his offer: "Buy me some osmanthus cake, and I'll accept your apology."
Gu An'an: "..." So, you just want to eat.
She's so calculating at such a young age. She doesn't want to buy food for her child, but rather wants to teach the child a lesson.
Pinching her youngest son's cheek, Gu An'an smiled and looked at the man with the goatee, "I was just talking nonsense, please forgive me, Doctor Tian."
In the novel, the Third Young Master Ming met a tragic end. Gu An'an didn't want the child to go to Medicine King Valley to study medicine. She didn't want him to follow the path of "Young man, I see you have extraordinary talent and unique physique. Why don't you follow me to cultivate?"
If it weren't for treating Jiang Mingyi's headache, we wouldn't have brought the children to the county town this time.
The waiter who went to fetch the doctor noticed that Madam Gu didn't want to say much, so he cleverly steered the conversation toward the patient, "Dr. Tian, this lady wants you to examine her family member."
Dr. Tian nodded, but his gaze remained fixed on Jiang Mingxu.
The reason is simple: Gu An'an asked him to examine the scars on Jiang Mingzhu's face, but he instinctively reached out to take her pulse, out of professional habit.
"Dr. Tian, my daughter's injury is on her face."
Upon hearing this, Doctor Tian suddenly came to his senses, looked at the girl wearing the conical hat, and blushed. "Little girl, take off that conical hat."
The girl was somewhat frightened upon hearing this, fearing that the doctor might say something unpleasant.
The wound on my left cheek, which used to be so badly torn, has now healed considerably, with both ends moving towards the center.
Dr. Tian wrinkled his nose when he saw the wound, sniffed it, and then said, "So it was treated with ginkgo and gardenia. It won't leave a scar, don't worry."
A hint of joy flashed in the girl's bright, clear eyes, which made Doctor Tian unable to help but smile.
"This lady, your son..."
"Doctor, I have another patient here. He has been suffering from headaches for many years, and the attacks have become more and more frequent in recent years. I don't know the cause. Doctor, could you please help him diagnose and treat him?"
Dr. Tian frowned upon hearing this, and when his gaze fell on Jiang Mingyi, his face even showed a hint of fear.
"Why is it you?"
The person who had been sitting there lazily suddenly stood up and hurriedly left as if they had encountered some kind of raging flood or ferocious beast.
Gu An'an was dumbfounded. Could it be that Doctor Tian knew Jiang Mingyi?
The young man, who had been silent all along, finally spoke up, "I've never seen him before."
He was quite certain.
Gu An'an naturally didn't think Jiang Mingyi was lying; the child had no reason to lie to her.
However, this Doctor Tian's behavior was really too strange. She comforted Jiang Mingyi, "This doctor is probably old and his eyesight is failing, so he has mistaken me for someone else."
Since he had come all the way to the county town, he had to have a doctor examine Jiang Mingyi to see what was wrong.
Gu An'an looked at the shop assistant in the pharmacy, "Are there any other doctors in the city?"
The waiter was also confused. "There is one more, but Doctor Zhao from Baoan Hall accompanied his wife to her parents' home some time ago and hasn't returned yet."
In other words, no.
The waiter whispered, "Although Dr. Tian is a bit more sentimental, his medical skills are top-notch. Why don't you go and ask him again, Madam?"
Gu An'an recalled the doctor's appearance and felt that there was more to the story.
Both logically and emotionally, one should ask oneself.
Before Gu An'an could leave, Doctor Tian ran back with a prescription. "Six years ago, I failed to cure you and closed Zheng'an Hall. Over the years, I have racked my brains. Although this medicine cannot completely cure your poison, it should be able to alleviate your symptoms."
poison?
The people in the pharmacy were all stunned.
Gu An'an was shocked. She really should have gone to see the doctor alone instead of letting him say it so casually in front of the child.
"Impossible, how could my brother be poisoned?"
Jiang Mingzhu murmured softly, her voice trembling with a hint of tears.
Jiang Mingyi also frowned, seemingly unable to understand the reason.
Poisoning.
Could the headache that had plagued him since he could remember have been caused by poisoning?
If the poison has been in his body for many years, is he nearing the end of his life?
Thinking of this, the young man subconsciously looked at Gu An'an, hoping that if something really happened to him, she could help take care of Zhu'er and the others.
However, the usually smiling young woman suddenly made a move, snatching the prescription from Doctor Tian's hand. "What nonsense are you spouting, you quack doctor? No wonder you closed your clinic six years ago. If you can't cure someone, you say they're poisoned. How can such a quack doctor be the best doctor in Anping County? It's hilarious! Yi'er, Zhu'er, let's go."
She hugged Jiang Mingyi and grabbed Bao'er's hand, pulling her outside.
They were as angry as a mother hen whose chicks had been snatched away by an eagle.
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