Su Wanyan wasn't in a hurry and casually picked up a book to read.
It wasn't until a pale-faced woman, unable to bear the excruciating abdominal pain any longer, weakly approached Su Wanyan's clinic: "Excuse me... are you also a doctor?"
Su Wanyan looked up from her book and saw that the woman had a gray cloth wrapped around her head, a few strands of white hair mixed in, beads of sweat on her forehead, and her lips were bloodless.
She clutched her stomach, bent slightly, and stood at the door, struggling to ask a question.
"Yes." Su Wanyan smiled and closed the book in her hand: "Auntie, are you feeling unwell?"
Although she could tell that she had abdominal pain, Su Wanyan still had to ask her questions according to the principles of observation, listening, questioning, and palpation.
Huang Ye helped the old woman sit down: "I...I don't know what happened. My stomach started feeling uncomfortable yesterday, and it was even more painful this morning, so..."
As they spoke, Huang Ye placed the old woman's hand on the armrest, and Su Wanyan took her pulse.
His brow twitched slightly; he was poisoned.
It's mild food poisoning.
Su Wanyan picked up a brush and began writing a prescription, asking as she did so, "Auntie, do you remember what you ate yesterday?"
The old woman, her face pale, recalled as she spoke, "In the morning and at noon... it was just some thin porridge with steamed buns, and for dinner... I ate white flour and pickled vegetables... nothing special, I eat these every day."
Su Wanyan listened and nodded, but there was no poison in these foods, so the old lady must have missed something.
However, Su Wanyan didn't really want to trace the source. Many medicines can cure this kind of mild poisoning. She just wanted to go through the motions so that others wouldn't think she didn't know anything and wouldn't come to her for treatment.
"Oh, right." Just as she was thinking, the old lady raised her voice a little: "And yesterday... my husband dug up some sweet potatoes in the field, and I steamed them in a pot and ate them last night."
Sweet potato starch?
There are many kinds of potatoes, and they are called different things in different places. Su Wanyan didn't know which kind of potato she was talking about, but some kinds of potatoes are poisonous.
Leaving aside tubers, even wild vegetables and wildflowers often contain mild toxins unless you are very experienced.
"You were the only one who ate the sweet potato? Didn't your husband eat any?"
"No, neither my husband nor the child ate any. I thought it would be a waste to throw away the leftovers, so I ate them all."
Su Wanyan nodded, and as she spoke, she had already written down the prescription and handed it to the old woman: "This is the prescription. Boil the herbs for 25 minutes and then take it. Take it three times a day, and two times after three days."
The old woman nodded blankly, "Okay...okay..."
That's it...? I finished watching it?
The old woman was a little suspicious. She felt that Su Wanyan was not paying attention when she was speaking. Was she really looking at it seriously?
I should have waited for Dr. Qian.
But the pain in her abdomen made it hard for her to wait. Even though she had her doubts, she didn't have the mind to think about it any further and went to the counter to get medicine while clutching her stomach.
After a successful start, Su Wanyan saw several more patients, but because she saw them so quickly, they all thought she wasn't paying attention.
Because Su Wanyan was a woman, many people were skeptical of her medical skills and insisted on waiting for the senior doctor.
Su Wanyan originally wanted to relieve the old doctor's pressure, but now it seems that it has not been very effective.
Su Wanyan felt somewhat helpless, but she didn't dwell on it too much and eventually sat down at Miaosheng Hall to hang up the sign.
The sign means that the pharmacy is preparing to close down; after seeing all the patients in the pharmacy, it will no longer accept new patients.
By the time the senior doctor finished examining the last person, it was nearly dusk.
The old doctor's surname was Qian. After washing his hands, he finally had time to come over and bow to Su Wanyan: "This humble subject greets Your Majesty."
Su Wanyan, who was seeing the doctor, also noticed this and comforted her, saying, "Your Highness is of noble status and ordinary people do not know you or your medical skills are exceptional. It is normal for them to be unfamiliar with you. Please do not take it to heart."
Su Wanyan smiled and said, "How could that be?"
She didn't care at all.
Thinking of something, Su Wanyan asked curiously, "Oh, Mr. Qian, when I came in today, a young lady was just getting medicine. I wanted to ask her what happened?"
Su Wanyan remembered it clearly because she felt that the woman's condition did not seem like that of someone who was sick.
Of course, some difficult and complicated diseases are hard to diagnose, which makes her even more curious.
The old doctor smiled respectfully: "Oh, it's like this. The woman said that she has been married to her husband's family for three years but has not yet conceived. She asked me to prescribe some medicine for her to regulate her body."
"Oh." Su Wanyan asked again, "Is it that girl's problem?"
The old doctor shook his head and sighed helplessly, "That young lady has come three times already, insisting it's her own problem, and I..."
Upon hearing this, Su Wanyan nodded and said no more.
But some people are stubborn and opinionated, and Su Wanyan will not stop them.
Mr. Qian would not say anything more.
He respected Su Wanyan because of her excellent medical skills. Before coming to Miaoshengtang, he had always treated patients at home. This was not for any other reason than his inherent arrogance, which made him look down on almost all other doctors in the city.
Moreover, he only looks at ten people a day, and he won't look at more than that. As for that girl's situation, some people are willing to deceive themselves, and he will not waste his breath on them.
When Wang Zhang first went to see him, he was turned away many times. Later, he consulted Su Wanyan, who told him to use reverse psychology to get him to agree.
Isn't he proud of his medical skills?
Coincidentally, Su Wanyan was the same.
When Doctor Qian heard Wang Zhang say that his wife's medical skills were superior, he was unconvinced and went with Wang Zhang to the Wang residence to have a discussion with Su Wanyan.
As it turned out, Su Wanyan was indeed the better one.
Moreover, Su Wanyan's words utterly humiliated him.
Mr. Qian is already seventy-three years old this year, while Su Wanyan is not yet twenty. This means that Su Wanyan still has a lot of time to hone her medical skills, while Mr. Qian only has ten or twenty years left at most.
Not even yet.
Mr. Qian was immediately filled with despair. On one hand, he had devoted his life to studying medicine and thought he had reached the pinnacle of his skills, but he never expected that there would be people more skilled than him and that there was always something beyond his reach.
Su Wanyan's medical skills were even better than his, yet she was never complacent or arrogant. Compared to him, Mr. Qian felt ashamed.
Then he thought of what Su Wanyan said: he was already old, and no matter how capable he was, his medical skills could not make any major breakthroughs. But Su Wanyan was different; she was so young and energetic, and her medical skills could be even better than they were now.
Upon realizing this, Mr. Qian was shocked and felt a deep sense of frustration and powerlessness.
Seeing his reaction, Su Wanyan said that if he could practice medicine at Miaoshengtang, she would be willing to impart all her medical skills to him.
Su Wanyan's magnanimity only highlighted Mr. Qian's insignificance and narrow-mindedness. Although he believed that learning was endless and admired Su Wanyan's medical skills, he still declined her offer of help.
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