Chapter 1857 Believe Me (February Monthly Ticket Plus 8)
"Okay." Manbao took her hand and placed it directly on her leg without using a pulse pillow.
Mingda: ...
She looked at Changyu and then at Zhou Man, and always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't say for sure that Changyu was not sick.
Is it a disease to like or dislike a person?
Then who in this world is not sick?
Saints also have likes and dislikes, right?
Seeing that his sister cooperated so well with Zhou Man, Mingda opened his mouth but didn't ask in the end.
Manbao withdrew his hand after a while and said seriously, "You are a little irritated and have indigestion. Did you eat too much meat?"
Chang Yu: "The meat is delicious lately."
"How can spring meat taste good? Meat tastes better in autumn and winter. The best thing to eat in spring is vegetables," Manbao said. "You should eat more vegetables. It's a pity you can't leave the palace, otherwise I would take you back to my house to eat wild vegetables. The wild vegetables my sister-in-law cooks are so refreshing."
Chang Yu asked, "How did you do it?"
"Pick the tender ones, rinse them with boiling water, blanch them until cooked, rinse them with boiled water again, then chop them up and mix them with mashed garlic, vinegar, and a little salt. It's delicious. I can eat three bowls of porridge with it."
Chang Yu didn't believe it. "Don't they say wild vegetables are very bitter?"
"My eldest sister-in-law's cooking isn't bitter. It's blanched, so the bitterness is out. But my second sister-in-law's cooking isn't like that. The only thing left is the bitterness."
"Then bring me some next time you come to the palace."
"But wild vegetables don't look good after they're cooked. They'll turn a little black after being cooked for a long time, and they'll look like poison. The guards at the palace gate might not let me bring them in."
Chang Yu tilted his head to confirm again: "Is it really delicious?"
“It’s really delicious.”
"Okay, then you... let me calculate, you are on leave the day after tomorrow? Then I will bring you to the palace gate the day after tomorrow."
Mingda said, "Sister, if Zhou Man can't be brought in, then you probably can't bring him in either."
"It's okay, I'll just eat at the palace gate." Chang Yu said, "I just want to try what those delicious wild vegetables you mentioned taste like."
Manbao thought this was a good idea and nodded in agreement.
Mingda suddenly felt tired and didn't want to pay attention to them anymore. She asked helplessly, "Aren't you talking about my sister being sick?"
"Oh, yes," Changyu asked, "Is my illness serious?"
"It's not very serious yet," Manbao said seriously, "but the disease must be treated early, otherwise it will get worse if you delay treatment."
Chang Yu also nodded seriously, "I know, but when you look for a prescription, please give me one that's not too bitter. It would be great if it could be made into pills, honey pills would be best."
Manbao nodded, "But I don't think I need to take medicine."
Chang Yu felt a chill down his spine. He glanced at Ming Da and whispered, "I, I don't really want a needle."
She kept watching Mingda giving acupuncture and didn't want to do it herself.
Man Bao said: "It depends on the actual situation, but I guess you probably don't need acupuncture treatment. Your condition is not that serious."
Chang Yu was puzzled. "If it doesn't require medication or acupuncture, how can it be treated?"
"Let's talk and relax. There are many other treatments. Wait while I look them up in the book."
Mingda fell on the couch laughing, holding his stomach with his hands.
Chang Yu finally realized something was wrong and said in a lost voice, "Chatting to cure illness? So you're just trying to make me laugh after all this time?"
Manbao shook his head seriously and said, "No, do you think chatting can't cure illness? Do you know what a mental illness is?"
Chang Yu said unhappily, "I don't know."
"Have you ever heard the imperial doctors say that the patient is overthinking, overthinking, worried, and depressed..."
"Stop, stop, stop. I've heard these words before."
"That's the illness," Manbao said. "However, we doctors aren't very familiar with our patients, so it's hard to have a heart-to-heart talk with them. So we can only prescribe medicine and offer some superficial comfort. You need to relax and think more positively... As for whether you can relax, that depends on the individual."
"But we have a very good relationship, so we can talk. If you want to take medicine, that's fine too. I'll prescribe it for you."
"No, no," Chang Yu immediately hugged her arm and said with a smile, "You're right. Who are we to each other? No need to prescribe medicine. Let's just chat and talk."
Manbao nodded in satisfaction and reassured her, "Don't worry, I'll look up medical books as soon as I get back and come talk to you tomorrow."
Mingda, who had stopped laughing, couldn't help but lie on the couch and laugh, tears almost coming out.
Manbao pushed her and said, "Stop laughing, we are serious."
Chang Yu said, "Ignore her. I can feel that I am sick myself."
Because of this, Mingda found an excuse to send Changyu away first, then pulled Manbao aside and asked, "Is my sister really sick, or is she faking it?"
Manbao said, "Being too obsessed with trivial matters is also a disease."
Mingda burst out laughing, completely relieved. "You scared me. I thought it was some serious illness."
Manbao also laughed. This disease is a disease, but it is really nothing if it cannot be cured. After all, how you live your life in the end is your own choice.
But it would be best if she could be cured. Besides, Changyu is not someone else, but her friend. She hopes she can live a good life.
Manbao returned to the Imperial Hospital, wrote down Mingda's pulse case and filed it, then returned to Chongwenguan. Then he sneaked back to his room to consult Teacher Mo.
Teacher Mo never thought that one day he would become a love counselor, but the key point is, he is not married yet. Is it too early for him to become a love counselor?
But facing the student's longing eyes, he sighed and started chatting with her, "Since your friend, no, the patient, and the female patient disliked her fiancé so much, why did she agree to get engaged to him?"
Man Bao said: "She has no better choice. Although she doesn't like Wei Yu very much, Wei Yu is a gentleman with good talent and character. Although the Wei family is from a poor family, his father is now the prime minister, so his family background is not bad."
Teacher Mo understood, "This is a political marriage, so does she have someone she likes?"
Manbao was troubled. "Is there? Yes, but not really."
Teacher Mo also became distressed. "If it's there, it's there. If it's not there, it's not there. Why are you still hesitating?"
Manbao said, "She likes handsome men. We have a gentleman here. He is very handsome, and his character and talent are first-class. Everyone here, from ninety-year-old ladies to one-year-old girls, likes him."
Teacher Mo: "...a star."
Manbao thought about it, his eyes brightening. "Yes, teacher, this description is good. It shines like a star in the sky, attracting people's attention and love."
Teacher Mo glanced at Manbao and didn't tell her what a celebrity was. Instead, he said, "So, she's quite simple-minded, so she should be easy to guide. Think about it, do her fiancé and the celebrity she likes have anything in common? If they do have similar strengths, then it would be easy to guide her. By the way, how old is your female patient?"
Manbao knew they all liked to ask about age, so he said, "Fifteen."
See you tomorrow
(End of this chapter)
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