Ordinary observers in fast time travel

Everyone must have guessed the outcome of the matter.

Shi Jia was forced to stay in Prime Minister An's house.

The brain damage is irreversible, and despite Shijia's daily acupuncture massage, the old lady's body is dying day by day.

But what makes Shi Jia feel extremely painful is that even though she emphasizes that the old lady's health is not good every time, they seem not to hear it, smiling all day long and saying that they believe she can cure the old lady.

Seeing that the old lady was recovering well in a few days, Shi Jia began to think about running away.

What if one day the old lady goes and the people in Anfu turn against her and refuse to recognize her?

Although she doesn't care at all, there's no need to suffer that, right?

Well, anyway, I have enough money now.

Zhuo Jingyu came to give money once before, which was not much, two thousand taels. Including the remuneration given by Anfu during this period, the total of the bits and pieces was five thousand taels.

When Shi Jia thought of this, she began to pack things secretly.

"Doctor Shi, why did you take out this basket?" The maid who served him was confused.

"It's nothing, just dry it in the sun to prevent it from getting moldy." Shi Jia joked.

The maid was confused. It was very dry this summer and it hadn't rained for more than half a year. How could it be moldy?

"By the way, go and ask if you have bought the medicinal materials?"

Although I have to leave, I still have to arrange the old lady's medicine. Although the old lady's life is coming to an end, it is only one more day.

"Oh, I just wanted to tell you that the medicinal materials have been bought, and the apprentices from the Tai Hospital are also here. I asked you when you would go over to make medicine."

"Okay, then go ahead and let the sun shine for half an hour, and then you can help me take the things back," Shi Jia warned.

"Yes."

Shi Jia came to Anfu and opened a special pharmacy. Several apprentices were already waiting there.

"Doctor Shi." They saw Shi Jia saluting her respectfully.

"Well, have the medicinal materials been cleaned as required?" Shi Jia said and went to check the medicinal materials.

"Don't worry, everything has been cleaned up." The apprentices looked at Shi Jiadi with respect in their eyes. For nearly a year, they had come here often to help, and they had learned many medicine refining techniques and treatment techniques from Doctor Shi.

It can be said that Dr. Shi is already their teacher.

"Okay, let's start cutting and grinding it into powder." Shi Jia gave the order, and the apprentices began to move.

"Did you check the old lady's pulse just now?"

"went."

"Well, you should know that the old lady's condition is becoming more and more unstable, and you need to be more cautious when using medicine."

"Yes!"

"So when you are handling the medicinal materials this time, you must pay attention to the elimination of impurities in the medicinal powder, the boiling time, and the heat. Use a gentle fire throughout the process."

"Yes!" The apprentices nodded their heads one by one.

Shi Jia would never do such trivial matters as refining medicine herself, mainly because she was worried that she might accidentally practice medicine too well and not be able to explain it clearly.

However, she would not be idle, and asked the maid to bring the apprentices' insights. While making corrections, she would also check the quality of the medicinal materials handled by the apprentices. Only those that passed her inspection would move on to the next step.

While Shi Jia was busy in the pharmacy, Prime Minister An, the master of An Mansion, came to his old wife's room. Looking at his old wife's increasingly withered face, Prime Minister An sighed.

"Is Doctor Shi here today?"

"No, Doctor Shi said last night that he would make medicine today. He will come to see the old lady later." Mammy's tone was calm. It had been almost a year, and she had gradually accepted the fact that the old lady would leave sooner or later.

"Oh, really? I remember that Dr. Shi used to perform acupuncture every morning? Doesn't he need to perform acupuncture now?" Prime Minister An's eyes were sharp. "Half a month ago, I started acupuncture once every five days."

"Why? The old lady's condition has improved?" Prime Minister An looked at his sleeping wife suspiciously. The old wife is indeed able to move now, but she still cannot speak and acts like a child when she is awake.

"I don't understand. I just heard from Doctor Shi that the blocked meridians have been opened, and acupuncture is of no use." Mammy actually understands Doctor Shi's theory quite well, and can be said to be the most understanding person in the entire An family. Yes, but in front of the Prime Minister, I can't say more.

"Really?" Prime Minister An didn't believe it. How could it be useless? General paralysis, crooked mouth and slanted eyes can be cured, and even such serious diseases can be cured!

"I don't know."

"Where is she now? I'll go take a look."

“Make medicine in the pharmacy.

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"This one hasn't been ground enough yet, keep grinding." Shi Jia took out some powder and rubbed it between his fingers.

"Yes!" Upon hearing this, the apprentice quickly took back his share of the powder.

"This is fine, just sift it twice more when sifting."

"Yes!"

After checking the medicinal powder, Shijia began to check their homework again. Well, at first, they had homework every time they went back from refining medicine. Later, they spontaneously summarized their medical practice experience for a period of time, or wrote down difficult medical cases for Shijia to check.

A tacit understanding was formed over time.

"Ahem." Prime Minister An had been listening outside the house for a while, and Shi Jia also knew that he had been here for a while, but he didn't make a sound, so Shi Jia just pretended that he didn't exist.

Hearing the sound, Shi Jia quickly raised his head and saw Prime Minister An. He was stunned for a moment, then immediately stood up and saluted, "Prime Minister!"

"No courtesy." Prime Minister An opened his eyes. This Doctor Shi is a woman, but it is really inappropriate for him to salute a man.

Shi Jia immediately stood up straight and asked, pretending to be confused, "Prime Minister, what can I do for you? Is it the old lady..."

"Well, Madam!" Prime Minister An glared at her.

"That's good." Shi Jia breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are they refining medicine?" Prime Minister An was a little curious when he saw them for the first time. "Why don't you do it yourself?"

"In reply to the Prime Minister, I am a woman and I am not strong enough to do the work of grinding medicinal powder." Shi Jia replied neither humble nor overbearing.

Prime Minister An turned around and looked at her. Although he was tall, he could tell by looking at her wrists that she didn't have much flesh. After knowing that she was not lying, he stopped pestering her and said, "I ask you, how is the old lady's condition?"

Shi Jia did not speculate on the other party's intentions, but told the truth, and finally concluded, "Your Majesty, Prime Minister, please be more open-minded about life, old age, illness and death."

These were obviously not comforting words. After hearing this, Prime Minister An became furious and said, "Shut up! I asked you to acupuncture the old lady every day. What should you do?!"

Shi Jia observed his expression carefully and suddenly smiled, "Of course I dare not disobey the Prime Minister's instructions, but the result will not be much improved."

Prime Minister An was very angry. Why was he angry?

In fact, it is nothing more than a thing hurting its own kind.

He and his wife were childhood sweethearts, and they have been together for eighty years. Now that his wife is gone, he will soon be gone too!

"You, you, make me angry!"

"Prime Minister, calm down!" Shi Jia said calmly, "Anger is very harmful to the liver."

Prime Minister An took a deep breath and slowly calmed down, "That's all, come on, let me feel your pulse."

Shi Jia lamented the Prime Minister's ability to change his face and wanted to laugh at him, but he held it back and still played the role of an excellent and honest doctor conscientiously. (End of chapter)