Chapter 160

"I heard that outside the Cui Xiaolou on South Street, a handsome doctor came to the house in recent days, which attracted many ladies to seek treatment from him."

"Are these ladies not ashamed?"

"Isn't that right? It is said that this doctor is very skilled in medicine and has cured all the diseases he has treated.

"Is it because he is trying to gain fame?"

"Do you know that Mr. Yang from Cui Xiaolou is here? " I fell down when I got up two days ago, and my leg was as swollen as a drumstick. The doctor only used two pieces of ointment. Today I can see him walking freely on the street, and he seems to be fine. "

"..."

In the teahouse, their table was chatting loudly, and soon attracted several guests who were drinking tea in the teahouse to watch.

Zitong County is not short of various medicinal materials, but it is short of good doctors.

Nowadays, the level of the doctors in several medical clinics in the county is obvious to everyone in the city. If there is really a good doctor, it will be a good thing for them.

And if it is not a busy day, the people will have less fun of gossip. Nowadays, there is something new to talk about, so everyone is listening with open ears.

"Is what brother said true?"

"Seeing is better than hearing. If you are curious, you can go and take a look outside the Cui Xiaolou."

...

Cui Xiaolou is the name of a restaurant. It is said that he is in charge of the restaurant now. The girl is a young lady who has not yet left the court. Xu Yi also knew that the current head of Cui Xiaolou was named Ma, and his maiden name was Xiaocui. He was twenty years old and had been engaged before. However, the man died before he reached the age of fifteen, and the woman has not remarried to this day.

Why does Xu Yi know so much?

This matter started a few days ago. At that time, Xu Yi decided to set up a stall and open a clinic in Zitong County, so he went to visit to see which place was suitable.

After picking and choosing, I chose the pergola outside this restaurant on South Street.

Cui Xiaolou has two pergolas set up outside. The left side is already rented by a tenant, who sells small items. The right side is empty. It is said that the person who did business before has opened a shop by himself and no longer has a stall.

It is not difficult to set up a stall and open a clinic outside her building. Xu Yi only needs to pay 20 yuan a day.

The person who handed over this matter to Xu Yi at that time was Ma Xiaocui, the head of Cui Xiaolou.

Ma Xiaocui has a cheerful and generous temperament, and has been running the house alone for several years. She is not like an ordinary boudoir lady.

She took a liking to the handsome young doctor in front of her at a glance, and soon she took the initiative to invite a matchmaker to visit him.

At this moment, Xu Yi was in a temporarily rented house.

Xu Yi looked at the matchmaker's mother opposite, who was covered with white flour and was talking clearly. For a moment, he felt that his head hurt from the noise.

He pinched his brows and said with a wry smile: "Mother Matchmaker, I don't want to live in Zitong for a long time, and my mind is not here. I hope that Mother Matchmaker will refuse on my behalf, saying that someone has ambitions in all directions, how dare he mislead the beauty with such words."

" Doctor Xu, you are so confused. This little lady Cui has taken a liking to you. As long as you live here with peace of mind, why worry about not being at home?" The matchmaker's mother was invited to be the matchmaker, and she was thinking to herself, Doctor Xu looked handsome. , but in fact he is too sincere.

If I marry this young lady, I can still travel around, and I can still have this good wife to support me.

But no matter how good or bad she said it, Xu Yi's attitude was very firm, and she spoke tactfully, but there were still many words that should be rejected.

The matchmaker's mother spent half an hour with Xu Yi, but didn't get any benefits.

I can only leave unwillingly and go to Cui Xiaolou to find Miss Cui.

A Xu sent the matchmaker mother out of the hospital. When he came back, he saw his sister covering her mouth with a handkerchief and smiling.

But Lang Jun, who was sitting on the chair next to him, looked unbearably annoyed.

"Lang Jun, sister, what's wrong with you?" A Xu asked confused.

Xu Yi glanced at him and kept silent.

Ah Jin said with a wide smile: "I was the smiling husband one day, and I was chased by a young lady who came to ask for her hand in marriage."

"..." Ah Xu was startled, her sister was too bold.

Xu Yi wasn't really angry, just temporarily depressed.

It's not like there were no matchmakers coming to our door in the past, but it's rare that they are as sincere as today.

He was still the one that the other lady liked...

Xu Yi looked at Ah Jin who was smiling so hard that his eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and shook his head, feeling depressed in his heart.

Forget it, he had just refused, and the little Cui lady would probably not let the matchmaker come to her again because of her face.

Thinking of this, Xu Yi felt better again.

He slowly stood up and flicked his wrinkled robe with his long and thin fingers. It was almost time and it was time to go to work.

Ah Jin, who was still laughing at his life, put the medicine box on his back and asked Ah Xu to pack the medicinal materials he was going to bring today.

In addition, there are dozens of ointments bought from the old doctor.

After getting ready, the group got on the donkey cart and headed to Cui Xiaolou.

...

The house they rented temporarily is not far from Cui Xiaolou. It can be reached in a cup of tea on foot, but it is faster to take a donkey cart.

A Xu drove the donkey cart to avoid the pedestrians coming and going in the market. When he got there, he tied the donkey cart to the corner of the alley next to the pergola.

The brother and sister moved the items needed for the consultation out of the carriage.

Then he hung the sign written by Xu Yi aside. After a while, an old man came over holding a child.

The old man had been squatting in the tea shop opposite for more than half an hour, and finally waited for Xu Yi.

"Doctor Xu, you are finally here." The old man pulled his grandson to sit on the wooden bench opposite, with an indelible sadness on his old face.

Xu Yi looked at the old man and then at the child leaning next to him.

This child's complexion is yellow with white, dull, and his hair is withered. These externally visible symptoms are not uncommon in ordinary children from the countryside.

After all, malnutrition and lack of oil and water all year round make it almost rare for children to grow up well.

But when I saw this child, his face had lost all vitality. It didn't look like he was malnourished for a long time, but more like he had some bad disease.

The child was stared at by Xu Yi and shrank back to his grandfather with some fear.

When Xu Yi saw this, he looked away and returned to the old man: "What disease did my husband bring his grandson to see?"

The old man said quickly: "My grandson had a red mole on his leg when he was born. , I don’t know when, it turned into a blood blister the size of a red bean, and within half a year it grew to the size of a baby’s fist."

Xu Yi frowned when he heard this.

He glanced at A Xu and A Jin. The two understood instantly and immediately returned to the carriage and moved the folding screen down.

Then, the screen was opened and placed at the back, creating a private and air-tight space.

Xu Yi told the old man that he needed to check the blood blisters and asked him to take his grandson behind the screen.

He said: "Please, father, please take off my grandson's pants."

The child looked about seven or eight years old. When he heard that he had to take off his pants, he obediently unbuttoned his outer pants and took off the inner pants.

In an instant, two thin calves appeared in front of Xu Yi's eyes. Xu Yi lowered his eyes and focused on the blood blisters on the outside of his thighs.

It was said to be a blood blister, but it was not. Xu Yi looked at its appearance. The blood blister, which was about the size of a baby's fist, was more like a bright red mole. The surface was slightly raised and emerged from the skin. It looked like there were fine pig liver-colored blood vessels inside. .

He squatted down to check, his frown not relaxing.

"Does it hurt?" Xu Yi pressed the affected area and asked the child in a soft voice.

The child looked at him blankly and shook his head when he heard his question.

It doesn't hurt...

but I can move.

Xu Yi murmured in his mind that the affected area was spongy, which was probably brought out from the womb.

Xu Yi asked the child softly: "On weekdays, is there anything strange about it?"

The child was too young and couldn't ask anything except that it didn't hurt.

The old man looked nervous and his hands were sweating in the cold weather.

His mouth was dry, and he swallowed his saliva silently, trying to relieve the uneasiness in his heart.

But seeing that Xu Yi remained silent after asking his grandson, he couldn't stop talking: "Doctor Xu, what disease does my grandson have in his leg... I hope you can tell me."

Xu Yi's brows were still twisted . , he looked introverted and sighed softly: "Old man, have you ever taken your grandson to see him before?"

The old man lowered his head in confusion and said, "We thought it was just a mole, so we didn't care about it." Later, we gradually felt that Something is wrong.

It first appeared when walking. His grandson would fall down when walking.

Then, the grandson became thinner and thinner, and his face became ugly.

They thought they ate too little, so they gave up and fed chickens for five days. After feeding them for more than half a year, not only did they show no improvement, but things became worse and worse. Even the red mole on their legs turned into blood blisters. .

At this time, they heard that a young and promising doctor had appeared in the city, and the medicine he charged for medical treatment was not high, so they came here with their grandson.

"We have no choice. We have crops in the fields and we can't save much money at the end of the year. Our money is tight, so we can't wait until now." The old man said, looking even older.

He has more than one grandson, but he can only survive on two.

This little grandson is quite obedient and well-behaved. It would be great if I didn't get sick. When I grow up to twelve years old, I can help in the fields.

But if you really get an incurable disease, there is nothing you can do.

The family couldn't spare so much money to save a child.

The old man asked: "Doctor Xu, tell me quickly, what disease does my grandson have?"

Xu Yi didn't know that the old man had already made up his mind to give up treatment if the disease was not cured.

After thinking about it for a moment, Xu Yi said: "Don't worry, old man, this disease is a fetal tumor caused by insufficient congenital endowment. It is

a syndrome of qi deficiency and blood stasis. It can be cured by taking decoction." Seeing the old man heaving a sigh of relief, Xu Yi smiled. laughed.

"You arrived in time and didn't cause any big trouble." He continued, "The fetal tumor is touchable and movable, soft but not hard. It is not a bad sign. You only need to take medicine until the fetal tumor dissipates."

The old man was excited . He asked: "How long do you need to take the medicine?"

Xu Yi said: "The shortest time is one ten days, the long time is two months."

It depends on the child's recovery.

The old man choked, and after a long time he asked with a sore throat: "Is this... is this medicinal soup expensive?"

Xu Yi returned to the front of the diagnosis case, and Ah Jin's eyesight had been polished for him, and he spread out the paper to serve.

He sat down, picked up the Shezhou pen on the pen holder, and while writing the prescription, he said gently to the old man: "It's not expensive. This prescription only costs 20 cents per dose. I can prescribe a ten-day supply here first."

The dosage of one ten days is ten packets of medicine, which works out to two coins.

This amount of money is still affordable for the old man.

As expected, when Xu Yi told him the money for the medicine, the old man's saggy, wrinkled face finally showed a hint of joy visible to the naked eye.

When Xu Yi saw him showing this attitude, he handed the written prescription to A Xu.

A Xu took the prescription, and A Jin, who was standing next to Xu Yi, also came over to take a look.

The prescription that Xu Yi prescribed for the old man's grandson was the "Xuetuoma Recipe" that had been dissolved, and the medicinal materials used in it were not expensive.

Common ones include astragalus, dangshen, white peony root, smilax and peony bark.

The brother and sister are extremely familiar with these medicinal materials. They follow Xu Yi and come into contact with these medicinal materials every day.

In addition, this recipe also uses comfrey, Shuyangquan and wooden steamed buns. A Xu and the others have never heard of these three medicines.

He took the prescription and asked Xu Yi how to use these three medicines.

Xu Yi slowly explained: "Lithospermum has the effect of clearing heat, cooling blood, detoxifying and clearing rash. It can be used to cool blood and detoxify, while wooden steamed buns can activate blood circulation and reduce swelling..."

As for Shuyang Spring, we need to explain it carefully. Said.

Judging from the medicinal effects of Shuyang Spring, it can clear away heat, detoxify, reduce inflammation and reduce swelling. But clinically, some Chinese medicine doctors also use it as an auxiliary medicine to treat some cancers.

It can be taken together with other medicines to achieve the effect of gradually shrinking the lesions.

It is a pity that in modern medicine, traditional Chinese medicine has gradually withdrawn from its once dazzling historical stage and gradually faded in people's lives. Moreover, due to various other reasons, many new generations have a skeptical and negative attitude towards traditional Chinese medicine.

With the development and invasion of Western medicine, the living environment of traditional Chinese medicine is gradually being replaced.

This has also led to the exclusion of traditional Chinese medicine from many medical research projects.

In the research and treatment of cancer, traditional Chinese medicine is at an extremely disadvantaged position.

If you want to use more clinical experience to conduct research and develop deeper treatment results, these not only require the support of excellent Chinese doctors, but also require a lot of funds and time to accumulate.

...

Xu Yi sighed softly and put his thoughts back together.

He ordered A Xu to get the medicine quickly, and also told the old man that the child should eat less spicy and spicy food after taking the medicine.

The old man kept it in mind, and after paying the money, he thanked him with admiration and gratitude.

Not long after the old man left, a young man dressed as a scholar sat on the wooden bench.

"Are you the Doctor Xu who has been praised by many ladies recently?" The scholar stared at Xu Yi with great interest, as if he was admiring some rare treasure.

Xu Yi squinted his eyes and looked into the other person's eyes with his deep black eyes.

Seeing that the scholar's eyes were clear and clear, he didn't look like a playboy. Looking at him again, he is wearing a turban and a broad-sleeved toga with a cross-collar and long sleeves that are the favorite dress of Confucian scholars. Because of the cold weather, he is also covered with a gray-blue crane cloak.

Xu Yi seemed not to have heard what he said and asked: "This scholar, what's wrong with you?"

The young scholar coughed twice and said in a formal tone: "I've been feeling unwell recently, with dry and itchy throat. Can Dr. Xu give me a diagnosis ?" "Two."

Xu Yi said: "Please reach out."

After a set of "look, hear and ask", Xu Yi knew that there was nothing wrong with this young scholar.

He coughed, but it was just a dry itching caused by the wind.

"You're not sick, just drink more warm water." Xu Yi said with a smile.

Young scholar: "..." It shouldn't be.

He made a bet with his friends and wanted to know whether Doctor Xu really had the truth, so he deliberately blew the cold wind for half the night.

When I woke up, my throat felt uncomfortable and my nose hurt.

It was obviously caused by the cold. Of course, he didn't dare to commit suicide and made himself sick. As soon as he felt uncomfortable, he immediately ran to Xu Yi.

The young scholar asked again without giving up: "Doctor Xu, do you want to stop looking at it?"

Xu Yi smiled lightly: "No need."

After saying that, he looked at him.

The young scholar had no choice but to leave Xu Yi's temporary clinic in a depressed mood.

He turned around and went to the other party's tea shop. When he entered, he saw a scholar of similar age to him and wearing similar clothes, looking at him with a smile.

"How, can you see the problem?" his companion asked him.

The young scholar told him what Xu Yi said.

"It's strange, I even coughed, and the doctor said I'm not sick."

The corner of my companion's mouth twitched, and he complained speechlessly: "You are serious, just bet, how come you really have a wind? If you really have a cold , You feel better."

The young man's eyes widened and he asked in disbelief: "Why do you think I'm not sick? I'm coughing and my throat is very itchy."

He said, just minding himself. After pouring tea and drinking several cups, the dry itching in my throat was relieved.

The companion said: "It doesn't look like..."

Who has a cold-stricken person who is so lively?

The young scholar became even more depressed when his friends said this.

They were drinking tea and eating salty shredded fried chicken in the tea shop, and from time to time their eyes would fall on the stall opposite.

Dr. Xu chose a good position. He was thin and handsome, and his posture was upright. He looked more like a scholar than the scholars like them.

The young scholar was a little jealous. He heard that the young lady he liked also came to see him for medical treatment yesterday.

When he heard the news, he hurriedly sent his servants to inquire. It turned out that he was not really sick, but he and several friends made an appointment to go to Dr. Xu to diagnose Ping'an pulse.

He gritted his teeth. When did diagnosing Ping'an pulse become so popular?

Didn't his companion know what he was thinking, so he joked: "I thought you would be like this, so I'll give you a trick."

"What is it?" The young scholar quickly turned to look at him.

The companion said: "There happens to be a servant in my family. He fell from the rockery two days ago and broke his leg. He went to Dr. Wang to bandage it and then came back to nurse it. I'm afraid he won't be able to nurse it well for a while."

The young scholar frowned: "How do you know so much?"

Companion: "It was just a casual question. By the way, didn't I bet with you whether Doctor Xu is really capable? Why don't you give him a try? . If Dr. Xu is really capable, he is lucky. I will spend money to treat him. If Dr. Xu is not capable, he can only go to Dr. Wang and suffer."

After hearing this, the young scholar said with a smile: " Okay, I'll let you arrange it."

They agreed, and the entourage immediately accepted Lang Jun's arrangement and hurried to the house to find the servant who had broken his leg.

The people in the mansion, following Lang Jun's orders, did not dare to do anything to this man, so they called two people who were not on duty to help him see the doctor.

In front of Xu Yi's stall, many people came to buy bruises and ointments.

Some people who were illiterate asked if it was called "dog skin ointment", and then they had to pay for the dog skin plaster, which cost three pennies per patch.

One penny of it is hard work, and Xu Yi doesn't do business at a loss.

There were so many people buying that Xu Yi couldn't handle it, so he handed over this side business to Ah Jin.

At three o'clock in the hour, it was dusk in the mulberry trees, and fewer and fewer people stopped in front of Xu Yi's stall.

The surrounding street scene suddenly became bustling, with lanterns rising slowly and hanging high on the eaves of gray bricks and blue tiles.

The night market is approaching, and Xu Yi and the others are preparing to pack up their stalls and leave.

Suddenly, a follower with a pale face and cold sweat on his forehead was helped to the front of the diagnosis case.

Xu Yi and the others stopped to clean up.

Seeing that he was a patient with a broken leg, he stopped thinking about leaving.

A Xu quickly helped him sit on the wooden bench and asked them softly: "When did you hurt your leg? Huh? Did you apply ointment and show it to other doctors?"

The attendant looked about fifteen years old. , listening to this series of questions, he answered honestly: "I fell down the day before yesterday. I showed it to Dr. Wang. The ointment he prescribed still hurts after applying it."

"Besides the ointment, are there any other prescriptions prescribed?" Xu Yi asked. Asked him with raised brows.

The attendant shook his head, he was reluctant to take the medicine.

When Doctor Wang found out, he just paid him a small sum of money and sent him away.

When he returned to the servant's courtyard, his entourage felt a little regretful. Before he had time to go to Dr. Wang to prescribe medicine, the man in the mansion sent someone to look for him, saying that he would treat his illness.

Not only that, but he also said that the husband would pay for the medicine.

He was in a state of high spirits on the way here, and he has not yet recovered from this joy.

Therefore, Xu Yi frowned deeper when he looked at the abnormal smile on his face.

Did you break your leg? Or did you lose your brain?

Xu Yi was worried and asked him gently: "Where else did he fall?"

The attendant said no, he only broke his leg.

After a while, Xu Yi untied the bandage on the attendant's leg, revealing the broken bones inside.

Doctor Wang used a green ointment to cover the affected area, and then used two wooden boards to compact and wrap cotton cloth to fix it.

After Xu Yi removed the wooden board, he could see the cleaned wounds inside.

The broken bones didn't break the skin, which was a good thing.

Non-open wounds are much easier to treat than open wounds and are less susceptible to infection.

Xu Yi soaked his hands in honeysuckle, washed them, and then pressed the red and swollen affected areas.

"It hurts, it hurts—" Sui couldn't help shouting, and subconsciously wanted to run away.

But A Xu stood beside him and put a hand on his shoulder to prevent him from jumping up.

The attendant howled, and the passers-by heard the miserable cry and couldn't help but look sideways.

Seeing that it was a doctor treating a patient, he left indifferently...

Opposite, two scholars in the tea shop who had their stomachs full of tea had strange expressions when they heard the sound.

They touched the back of their necks and felt cold behind them.

"How about we go back first?" The companion shrank his shoulders and asked the young scholar.

Qingniu Xiucai shook his head: "I won't go back, I want to see how he is treated."

Companion: "..."

If his friend doesn't leave, he won't leave either.

The two of them continued to observe secretly, but Xu Yi, who was not far away, had already touched the broken bone. He frowned and carefully felt the extent of the broken bone.

Then, amid the screams of the entourage, he pressed his legs with both hands and pushed in two different directions.

A few people close by.

Only a "clicking" sound was heard, like bones returning to their original positions.

Xu Yi said calmly: "The leg bone has been reattached. Apply ointment and fix it with a wooden board for two months. It can only be taken apart when the bone heals."

The attendant was dripping with cold sweat and was in so much pain that he could no longer scream. He looked at Xu Yi's eyes. , full of fear.

It hurts so much!

The moment he broke his leg, he had never been in such pain.