Chapter 281 Who is more powerful? You are Awu
Ji Qingwu asked Shopkeeper Mi to take Jiujiu in first.
Huang Zhitang whispered in Song Wei's ear, "She is Ji Wu."
Song Wei asked doubtfully, "Are you sure you didn't see it wrong?"
After all, Ji Qingwu had just gotten married yesterday. How could she show up in the clinic early in the morning where she hadn't been for more than ten days? It was really unbelievable.
Huang Zhitang nodded firmly and said, "It's her."
Looking around Lin'an City, there are only a few people with such appearance, and he would not make a mistake.
Song Wei looked at Ji Qingwu for a while.
He was of low rank and relied entirely on his father-in-law to gain access to the court. He had never had the chance to see Miss Ji Wu's face, but he had heard a lot of rumors about her.
"Miss Ji." Song Wei said in a strange voice: "No, now I have to call you Madam Wei."
Ji Qingwu glanced at the other person indifferently.
Song Wei looked back at her with disdain in his eyes.
The story of how the Empress Dowager's niece seduced Emperor Wu Su in every possible way after entering the palace, and finally caused the emperor to become disgusted and was directly driven out of Zhaoyang Palace, had long been spread among the officials' families.
Song Wei said: "In front of the emperor, Madam Wei is more familiar than me, but if you appear in front of the emperor again, I'm afraid you will wake him up."
He thought that mentioning this matter would be enough to embarrass her.
Ji Qingwu curled his lips and said, "Oh? If that's true, I'd be like Hua Tuo in the world. In that sense, I'd still be the emperor's lifesaver."
Song Wei didn't expect that she would pretend not to understand and even dare to respond to this question.
If he really had Wei Ting as his backer, he would not take the unconscious Emperor Wu Su seriously.
Song Wei kept rolling his eyes. Now Wei Ting was no longer in the imperial city, but on his way to the northern border. The person behind him is the most powerful person in the city, he will not be afraid of this little woman.
"You are too arrogant, woman! Even if you are married to Gao Zhi and are the wife of General Zhenbei, I will not be afraid of you. You must pay the price for my child's life!"
The servants brought by Song Wei came forward one after another, waiting for his order.
Mo Lingling took out a dagger from her sleeve. It was Duan Mingfeng's ancestral short blade, which was still with her.
Ji Qingwu saw it out of the corner of his eye and quickly pulled her back, saying, "Lingling, it's not time for it to appear yet."
It's not the time to cause such a big dispute, but if you take action first, even if you are right, you will become wrong.
Then she turned around and looked at the group of people who were staring at them hungrily.
"It's not that whoever speaks louder or has more people is right. Since you are an official, Mr. Song should understand this principle."
She continued in a steady tone, "What basis do you have to say that the child got into trouble because of this medicine? Just based on this old man's two words?"
Huang Zhitang immediately said, "You, a young man, have only been treating patients for a few years, yet you dare to question me. I have been practicing medicine for more than 40 years, and I will never make a mistake in identifying medicinal materials."
The smile on Ji Qingwu's lips widened.
"You are older, but that only means you are halfway to being buried. It doesn't mean you are more skilled in medicine."
Mo Lingling nodded in agreement: "Fifth Miss is right. If you rely on your age to make things clear, we are certainly not as thick-skinned as you."
Ji Qingwu continued, "However, Doctor Huang even knows the rare red hemp leaves, so he is indeed experienced. But do you know where this herb grows?"
Huang Zhitang said unkindly: "I only use medicine, why should I know where it grows?"
Ji Qingwu said calmly, "The leaves of red hemp are shaped like scorpions. They grow beside ditches and are poisonous. We don't have this kind of medicine in Beili. We don't have this kind of medicine in prescriptions, and we have never had this kind of medicine in our clinic."
"Mrs. Song's pregnancy is gone. It has nothing to do with the medicine prescribed by our clinic, nor is it due to the incompatibility of the medicines. Instead, it is due to poisoning."
The miscarriage was not caused by taking harmful drugs, but by poisoning.
Ji Qingwu said: "Doctor Huang can't even figure out such basic pharmacology, how dare you come out and question me?"
He raised his questions one by one in a gentle tone.
"Why did it appear in Mrs. Song's medicine residue? Is it the thief crying thief?"
Huang Zhitang said, "Don't try to quibble! This medicine is recorded in medical books. It is incompatible with ramie root. If mixed together, it will become a poisonous drug that can cause women to have abortions."
He took out a blue-covered book from his arms and showed it to the people around him.
He said loudly: "This medical book was written by Le Xi, the most powerful doctor in Lin'an. Take a look, it is just as I said."
A few people came over to take a look and nodded, saying, "That's exactly what happened."
Huang Zhitang looked at Ji Qingwu with disdain and said, "Tell me, are you better, or is the miracle doctor Le Xi better..."
“I’m awesome.”
Before the other party finished speaking, Ji Qingwu took over.
She raised her chin slightly, her eyes sparkling as she said, "I am the best at this."
Le Xi is the most famous miracle doctor in Lin'an, and the onlookers pointed at Ji Qingwu angrily and said that she was arrogant.
Huang Zhitang thrust the Chinese medicine book in his hand in front of Ji Qingwu.
"You...you...you are the one who is really shameless!" The old doctor said excitedly: "You are a ignorant kid, and you dare to question the miracle doctor!"
“She’s amazing!”
At this time, someone's voice was as loud as a bell.
Everyone turned their heads with angry eyes, and about to start a war of words, but they all stopped talking.
Huang Zhitang was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth, and the beard on his chin trembled.
Ji Qingwu also looked over and saw an old man wearing a linen-gray cloth shirt and with silver-gray hair tied up with a wooden hairpin, appearing behind the crowd.
The old man has a handsome face, and time has been particularly kind to him; one can still see the outstanding demeanor of his youth from his appearance today.
He walked forward with his hands behind his back, followed by two followers in plain clothes, who stared at him closely, not seeming to be protecting him but rather preventing him from escaping.
When everyone saw the elder appear, they were so surprised that they were speechless, and the surroundings were eerily quiet.
Even though he was two meters away, Ji Qingwu could smell a bitter medicinal scent.
Combining the age and the reactions of the crowd, she guessed who was in front of her.
Ji Qingwu smiled faintly and said, "You are Doctor Le."
Le Xi did not answer, but looked Ji Qingwu up and down, looking at her from head to toe several times.
But there was no hostility or contempt in his eyes, but rather there seemed to be a hint of relief and satisfaction.
Huang Zhitang was no longer as arrogant as before, and asked respectfully: "Doctor Le, why did you come back to the city today?"
Le Xi has no fixed place to live and likes to wander around, often disappearing without a trace.
If there weren't some life-threatening and complicated illness in the city, it would be difficult to invite him back.
Lexi's eyes turned to the medical book held in Huang Zhitang's hand.
He said, "You idiots are the ones who take this as a golden rule."
He looked at me as if I were a fool and said, "I don't know who stole the few pages of drafts I wrote when I was free, and published a book that I didn't even know about."
What he wrote casually can become a textbook that is widely circulated, which shows his ability.
Le Xi put his hands behind his back and said sternly, "I have been waiting for someone to find the mistakes and omissions in this book. No one has discovered them yet. It shows that you are all quacks."
Ji Qingwu curled his lips.
At his age, Le Xi still has sharp ears and eyes. As soon as a faint smile appeared on Ji Qingwu's face, he turned his head.
"You are Awu, right?"
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