June 15th was the opening day of Shen Yunjiao's clinic. Shen Zhizhang named the clinic Wen'an Hall, meaning to provide patients with peace of mind through observation, listening, questioning, and palpation.
Early that morning, Shen Yunjiao got up and went to the Wen'an Hall, which happened to be the opening day during the hottest days of summer.
According to folk custom, on the hottest days of summer, clinics open their doors and offer medicinal meals and medicines to the common people to demonstrate their benevolent and charitable character.
Shen Yunjiao had prepared a lot of medicinal herbs and medicinal dishes several days in advance, and even had some maids and servants set up a cool shed at the side gate of the clinic to prepare herbal tea so that people could cool off and relieve the heat while queuing to get their medicine.
As soon as the firecrackers went off, lion and dragon dances began, and servants scattered copper coins on both sides, attracting a large crowd of onlookers.
Some people, seeing that there were coins to pick up and free medicinal herbs to take, immediately joined the crowd and lined up happily.
Some people who considered themselves of high status disdained queuing for free items, so a servant specially greeted them at the door to welcome them into the store.
Shen Yunjiao's clinic not only sells medicine, but also perfumes, rouge and other items that are popular with high-ranking officials and nobles. These items are displayed on a rectangular table, and many ladies are greeted by a servant or maid who explains and guides them as soon as they enter.
Going up the stairs, there is a row of private rooms where people can go upstairs to see a doctor if they want to have a medical consultation.
People came and went in a constant stream at the clinic. Shen Yunjiao stood at the counter, helping the shopkeeper count the bills.
She wore a cool jade-colored, diagonally-fastened long jacket embroidered with begonia patterns, over which she wore a light red thin shawl. Her skin was fair and her features beautiful, her eyes gentle and calm, exuding a dignified and profound beauty that drew secret glances from those around her.
Fu Xia brought over several gift boxes, which were opening gifts from Xiao Anle, Jiang Rong and others. When Shen Yunjiao opened them, she found that they contained rare and precious medicinal herbs that were not commonly seen, which made her even happier.
Just as she was about to tell Fu Xia to put these things in the storeroom, she heard someone outside the door shouting anxiously, "Something terrible has happened! Someone has fainted!"
Shen Yunjiao frowned, and then a maid rushed in and said to her, "Miss Shen, someone has fallen to the ground outside."
"I'll go take a look!"
Shen Yunjiao immediately put down the sheet in her hand, lifted her skirt, and ran outside.
She pushed through the crowd toward the pavilion and saw a girl of about fourteen or fifteen years old lying on the ground, convulsing all over, her eyes rolling back and foaming at the mouth, looking extremely frightening.
"Fu Xia, bring me my silver needles." Shen Yunjiao ordered Fu Xia almost without looking up, then placed her hand on the delirious girl to take her pulse.
Almost immediately after feeling her pulse, Shen Yunjiao understood the cause of her illness.
Judging from her symptoms and pulse, this girl should have epilepsy.
Fu Xia handed over the silver needles, and Shen Yunjiao took them, located three acupoints on the girl's head, and quickly and accurately inserted them.
The onlookers gasped in shock. How could this young woman be so bold as to stick needles into people's heads?
Some people started whispering among themselves: "She's so beautiful, I wonder where she learned all these unorthodox skills. What if she's just trying to show off? Wouldn't that endanger her life?"
"What if she really can cure the disease? Let's wait and see."
As more and more people gathered to watch the spectacle, Shen Yunjiao paid no attention to their comments. "Fuxia, bring me my handkerchief."
Fu Xia immediately handed over a plain white handkerchief, which Shen Yun Jiao hastily wrapped into a ball and stuffed into the girl's mouth to prevent her from biting her tongue due to convulsions.
She then took out the longest silver needle, inserted it into the patient's index finger, and slowly rotated it a few times.
A short while later, the girl stopped convulsing and lay limply in Shen Yunjiao's arms.
Shen Yunjiao then removed all the silver needles from her body.
Wake up!
Wake up!
As Caiwei was gently called out to, her consciousness gradually cleared. She struggled to open her eyes and the first thing she saw was a woman who looked like a fairy looking at her tenderly.
"I...I fainted?" Caiwei was about to get up when Shen Yunjiao stopped her. "You're weak, take it easy for now."
"Fu Xia, bring the stretcher from the museum over."
Shen Yunjiao had prepared a stretcher at the clinic well in advance, just in case such an emergency occurred and everyone was caught off guard.
After all, in ancient times, men and women were not supposed to have physical contact, and young women couldn't carry a grown man. In such cases, a stretcher could be used to save lives.
"Miracle doctor, I... do I have some strange illness?" Caiwei asked in a panic, gripping Shen Yunjiao's hand tightly and daring not to let go.
Shen Yun said gently, "No, you're fine. It's just that it's hot outside. You'll feel cooler if you rest inside the clinic."
Epilepsy is a cold-related condition caused by blocked meridians. Shen Yunjiao has successfully treated countless patients with it. However, to be more responsible to her patients, Shen Yunjiao plans to take a good look at this young girl's pulse to see if she has any other health problems.
Shen Yunjiao followed the stretcher into the clinic, and only then did the crowd erupt into a heated discussion.
In the eyes of the common people, her image transformed from that of a clueless pretty face into that of a stunningly beautiful and highly skilled healer.
More people are now making appointments for medical consultations or to buy medicine.
Xiao Huaijin and the Northern Hu delegation witnessed the entire process from a short distance away.
From the very beginning, his and Yelü Qi's eyes were fixed on Shen Yunjiao. Xiao Huaijin already knew that Shen Yunjiao was a skilled doctor and that treating patients was a piece of cake for her. But when he saw Shen Yunjiao's serious and focused expression and her calm and collected methods, his heart still couldn't help but pound wildly.
Yelü Qi crossed his arms and looked at the woman holding the silver needles, feeling a slight sense of surprise.
He originally thought that a lady from a prominent family like Shen Yunjiao only knew how to do pedantic things like reciting poetry and painting, but he didn't expect that she also had a special skill.
It seems I underestimated this little beauty before.
Yelü Qi smiled knowingly. Seeing Xiao Huaijin's distraught appearance, he felt a surge of desire within him.
I wonder what would happen if she tried to steal a woman from the Crown Prince?
Seeing her brother's expression, Luo Lan, who was standing to the side, knew that he must also have feelings for the daughter of the Prime Minister.
She glanced at the handsome Xiao Huaijin, who was now completely captivated by the Shen family girl, and felt a vague sense of resentment. So she said, "I've been away from Dayong for so many years and haven't been to the market in ages. Brother, would you like to come with me?"
When Yelü Qi saw Luo Lan raise an eyebrow at him, he immediately understood.
His sister wants to leave this place.
Yelü Qi smiled and shook the bell at his waist before saying, "Your Highness, please come along too. In case someone tries to assassinate us, like yesterday, Your Highness can protect us."
Xiao Huaijin calmly withdrew his gaze and replied indifferently, "Okay."
Seeing this, Loran's eyes curved into a smile as she said, "That's perfect, Your Highness. Please take me to buy some pink rope pendants for women."
She had just seen a crookedly braided pink rope in Shen Yunjiao's hand, which looked quite out of place against her fair wrist.
Lorraine thought to herself, "This bracelet is so peculiar that it must have something special about it to be worn on the wrist."
What if I made up the same one myself?
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