When Ye Qingyin saw Jiang Yun appear safely, she secretly ran into the house and made the sign of the cross on her chest to thank God.
During this period, the capital was under strict blockade.
From road traffic control to the spread of information, everything is under strict control.
The rescue work and post-earthquake resettlement work were carried out in an orderly manner. In the eyes of the uninformed people, there was an extremely tense and serious atmosphere.
In addition to transporting soldiers, military vehicles on the road also transport the wounded and sick and homeless people rescued from the earthquake-stricken areas.
"Xiao Jiang, we haven't dared to sleep in the house for many days. It's so stuffy and hot sleeping outside, and we've even gotten prickly heat." Ye Qingyin pointed to the makeshift rainproof but airtight military earthquake tent in the yard. "I'm most worried about you. Hold the child and if he cries or gets hungry, there's someone who can help. You're pregnant, so you have to bear all the discomfort by yourself. Hey, I went to your workplace twice to ask, and they said they couldn't contact you and thought you were still at home."
In the first two days after the earthquake, there was no water or electricity, the supply of materials was restricted, and the supply of some materials was stopped, causing a small-scale panic.
With the troops under full martial law, order in the capital has remained relatively calm.
Privately, some said it was an earthquake, while others said it was a war.
Jiang Jun was unwilling to reveal more information and only told Ye Qingyin that she had been at home to protect the fetus and came this time to go to the hospital for an X-ray.
The military hospital where she used to have her prenatal checkups now only accepts the wounded and sick transported from the disaster area.
Ye Qingyin's unit is a ministerial unit. For something as big as an earthquake, they must have held a meeting to notify and convey the response spirit.
As a leader, you must not panic in big or small matters, and you must set an example: "Xiao Jiang, the hospital is overcrowded nowadays, and there are security guards everywhere. I'd better take you to see an old Chinese doctor."
He was an old Chinese doctor who had inherited the medicine from his family for five generations. With his qualification of having treated leaders, he lived in seclusion at home after retirement and rarely saw patients.
Without special connections, you can never meet him.
Jiang Jun had no other choice but to go with Ye Qingyin.
After the turmoil of surviving the earthquake, although she felt a connection with the baby in her belly, she had developed the habit of believing things with her own eyes, and she always felt uneasy without the data in black and white to review.
As they walked, Ye Qingyin showed Jiang Jun which people were in plain clothes and which were security personnel dispatched by the unit, lamenting the difficulty of life.
Jiang Yun felt that although this kind of martial law seemed to restrict actions, it was actually one of the best ways to deal with emergencies. It could minimize losses and maximize the consistency of actions.
But now she was obedient and knew that Ye Qingyin also needed a sense of security, so she said, "Mom, if only I were half as calm as you! You really do a lot of things. You have to take care of a lot of things at work, and when you get home you help your colleagues and neighbors take care of this and that. You take good care of the old and the young. If it were me, I would probably be scared and cry."
Ye Qingyin said, "Hey, what's the big deal? Isn't it just worrying about nothing? They are in the army, so it's okay, there are people to take care of them. Oh, don't you know that I am worried about you, Xiaomei, your parents, your brother and others!"
When Jiang Yonghua, Zhao Meilan, Jiang Bai and others were mentioned, Jiang Jun felt a little guilty - in the crisis, the first person she thought of was Chen Yuanwu, and then Jiang Yuan and Li Caixia. She really didn't think about anyone else.
She didn't know whether she was too heartless or too indifferent.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were stopped at the door of the old Chinese doctor's house, and Jiang Jun wanted to leave at that time.
Ye Qingyin understood the rules. Although famous old Chinese medicine doctors were allowed to be seen by anyone, they were just ordinary people. Ordinary people could not enter a certain sea to take the pulse and prescribe medicine for leaders.
They sat down, carefully wrote their names on the name card, asked the nanny to pass it in, and then sat quietly in the side hall, waiting with their eyes and noses focused.
Jiang Jun sat for a while and felt a sense of panic in his chest, so he stood up and used the breathing method Jiang Yuan taught him.
Slowly her heart calmed down, and she felt that her breathing was in sync with the frequency of the house.
Less than ten minutes later, the nanny who had just gone in with the business card came out: "Mr. Tong, please come in!"
Ye Qingyin agreed in a low voice and happily pulled Jiang Jun's arm, her hands still shaking a little: "Xiao Jiang, you are lucky!"
Jiang Jun nodded slightly, feeling somewhat curious about the old Chinese doctor. In this day and age, being able to be called an "old gentleman" without being criticized was indeed very, very special.
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Dr. Tong, an old Chinese medicine doctor, has saved countless patients and can be said to be able to treat them with ease.
Grabbing Jiang Yun's wrist, he probed again and again, puzzled: "Who did you ask to see you? I'm the only Chinese medicine doctor in Beijing who's famous. I know every method. Hiss, your pulse is strange, so strange!"
Ye Qingyin didn't dare to ask and listened anxiously.
Jiang Jun felt guilty: "Excuse me, old man, what's wrong with my pulse? I went to the hospital for an ultrasound and they said I might not be able to keep the baby because it had stopped growing. So I started practicing Tibetan medicine and standing still."
Ye Qingyin opened her mouth in fear and quickly covered it with her hands.
Mr. Tong nodded and said, "I was told that your soul is gone, yet the fetus can still sprout and grow. It's incredible!"
When Ye Qingyin heard Jiang Jun talk about the unstable fetus for the first time, she thought Mr. Tong meant "very hanging". She was so scared that her face turned pale and she felt like her heart was going to have a heart attack.
Jiang Jun was shocked when he heard that his soul was gone: "Mr. Tong, I feel that I am fine and can concentrate on my work. How could my soul be gone?"
Holy shit, is this because the soul is incompatible with the original owner's body?
Mr. Tong looked thoughtful. "Your soul is not at peace. Your anger is always floating in your chest. You are particularly prone to anger, right?"
Jiang Yun laughed awkwardly, "I'm quite impulsive and lose my temper."
Mr. Tong asked again, "Tell me about your standing posture? Did you get any medicine prescribed for external application or internal use?"
Jiang Jun answered truthfully, "I just stand like a tree stump, breathing air into my stomach, which then flows to my feet and then into the ground. I haven't used any medicine. The medicinal smell on my body comes from the pine needle water I boiled in the mountains after the earthquake a while ago, which I used to bathe and wash clothes to disinfect and relieve coughs."
Mr. Tong nodded. "That's right. After standing still, your mind will gradually calm down. Well, the time is a little short. If you stand for another six months, your kidney qi will be sufficient and the pregnancy will be stable. It would be even better if you started standing still six months before pregnancy. Tsk, what a pity, the person who taught you standing still, you said it was a Tibetan doctor from the grassland, but he is too young. If it was a middle-aged person, your body would definitely be fine."
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