The Red Chamber begins with a bastard

Chapter 157
Early the next morning, Jia Huan went to Lin Ruhai's room to say hello. The latter seemed to be in better spirits today. After eating a whole bowl of bird's nest porridge, Lin Daiyu couldn't help but be secretly happy.

"Uncle seems to be in better spirits today. Did you sleep well last night?" Jia Huan asked.

Lin Ruhai smiled and said: "I woke up twice in the middle of the night, but I am indeed more peaceful than before. I'm afraid it's not because of your luck, Huan'er."

When Lin Daiyu heard this, she couldn't help but think to herself that Huan'er had won the title of scholar when he was driving ducks to the shelves, so he was also a very lucky person. Now that he has just arrived, his father's illness has improved, and he may still be able to recover. It's really thanks to him.

Jia Huan glanced at Aunt Zheng who was massaging Lin Ruhai's thighs intentionally or unintentionally, and said with a smile: "As the saying goes, medicine is three parts poison..."

She probably had a guilty conscience. Aunt Zheng's face changed when she heard this. Her massage movements were stagnant for a moment, and then she lowered her head, obviously trying to cover up her gaffe.

Seeing this, Jia Huan confirmed his guess and continued with a smile: "My uncle has been taking medicine non-stop for the past few months, and I'm afraid it may have affected his stomach. No, missing a dose yesterday made him feel better. In my opinion, if you simply stop taking the medicine for a few days and try it, you might get miraculous effects."

Lin Ruhai said thoughtfully, "That makes some sense."

Aunt Zheng was secretly anxious when she heard this, and said jokingly: "When someone is sick, the doctor arranges to take medicine, but Brother Huan advises not to take medicine. What kind of medical skill is this? If you don't need to take medicine when you are sick, what should the doctor do? ?Everyone can live a long life."

Jia Huan said with a smile: "That's the truth. When you are sick, you need to take medicine, but it must be right for the symptom. If the medicine is not right, taking too much will be harmful. My uncle's disease is not cured even if he takes medicine. It can be seen that the medicine is not effective. The prescription is not right for the patient, and if the prescription is not effective, it would be better to stop."

Aunt Zheng smiled and said: "Look, scholars know better. By the way, Brother Huan said yesterday that he would write a prescription for the master and keep the medicine until the disease is cured. I wonder if the prescription has been given?"

Jia Huan nodded and said: "The prescription is available. I will go and grab two doses myself and give them to my uncle. They will be effective immediately."

Aunt Zheng said happily: "Amitabha, if this is true and the master's illness is cured, Auntie, I will burn incense and pray in front of the Buddha every day, and ask the Buddha to bless you, brother Huan, for a long life and all the best."

"Auntie, you are serious. How can Huan'er bear it? Now go to the streets to get medicine." After Jia Huan finished speaking, he told Lin Daiyu not to take the medicine from the original prescription for the time being, and wait until he comes back to cook new medicine.

Lin Daiyu was astute as ever. She had vaguely guessed something at this moment, so she nodded and said, "Brother Huan, go and come back quickly."

So Jia Huan went straight to the street, took Tiehu and Shitou for a walk, and finally came to a medicine shop called Jirentang.

"Young master, should you go to see a doctor or take medicine?" When the waiter from Jirentang saw Jia Huan wearing a scholar's blouse and a square scarf on his head, he did not dare to neglect and greeted him enthusiastically.

In ancient times, medicine shops usually invited doctors to sit in the shop, or they were simply medicine shops opened by doctors themselves. This was the case with Jirentang. The shopkeeper was both the boss and the doctor, and his name was Feng Jiren.

Jia Huan smiled and said, "See a doctor."

The waiter hurriedly took Jia Huan to the cubicle, where he saw an old man with a gray beard taking the patient's pulse. There were three people waiting in line in front of him.

Jia Huan was not in a hurry. He waited for the patients in front to finish their rounds, then sat down in front of the old man and said with a smile: "Hello, Dr. Feng."

Feng Jiren looked Jia Huan up and down. Seeing that he was calm and relaxed, and not looking sick, he couldn't help but wonder: "What's wrong with you, young master?"

Jia Huan glanced around, as if it was difficult to say anything. Feng Jiren's heart moved, and he sent the other patients out, then closed the curtain of the cubicle, and then ordered: "Take off your pants."

"Take off your pants?" Jia Huan was confused and subconsciously covered his belt.

"Nonsense, how can you treat a doctor without taking off your pants?" Feng Jiren said with a straight face: "Doctors are kind-hearted. Even if it is a woman's disease, I have seen many people. You are a man, but you are coy."

Jia Huan couldn't help but laugh and cry. He was afraid that the other party thought that he had a problem with his lower third party and was here to see the men's department. He hurriedly said: "Doctor Feng misunderstood. I am not here to see a doctor."

Feng Jiren was stunned for a moment and said displeasedly: "If you don't want to see a doctor, what are you doing here? Are you just entertaining me?"

Jia Huan took out the traditional Chinese medicine from last night and said politely: "The student just wants to ask Dr. Feng what kind of medicine this is. The consultation fee will be paid for it."

Seeing Jia Huan's respectful attitude and calling himself a student, Feng Jiren couldn't help but look a little brighter. He took the piece of Chinese medicine from Jia Huan's hand and looked at it carefully. He smelled it again and asked, "Has this medicine been boiled?"

Jia Huan nodded, Feng Jiren frowned and said, "The fried Chinese medicine has lost its flavor, and it's hard to tell just by looking at the appearance. I'm afraid I can't help."

Jia Huan took out a piece of silver, estimated to be twenty taels, and placed it gently on the table. He cupped his hands and said sincerely: "This is related to the life of an elder of the student, Dr. Feng."

Feng Jiren's eyes suddenly lit up, he coughed slightly and said: "It's not a matter of money, it doesn't matter. Doctors are like parents, so I feel free to give it a try."

After speaking, Feng Jiren ordered the waiter to get a bowl of water, wash the piece of Chinese medicine several times, and use a cloth to absorb the water on the surface, and then took out the scissors and cut it into two pieces.

Feng Jiren squinted his old eyes and observed the broken edge of the pill for a while, then put it into his mouth and bit it lightly. His expression changed slightly, and he frowned and said: "This is undoubtedly Aconitum, and it is probably Raw Aconite." Jia Huan asked hurriedly: " What is Aconitum?”

"Aconite is a traditional Chinese medicine that can dispel wind and dampness, warm menstruation, dispel cold and relieve pain. However, it must be processed before it can be used as medicine. Raw aconite is highly toxic if it is not processed. Where did you get this medicine?" Feng Jiren? He looked at Jia Huan with sharp eyes.

Jia Huan's heart sank. As expected, the poisonous woman Diao Nu actually mixed her master's medicine with raw blackberries. She was so cruel!
"How toxic is raw blackberry?" Jia Huan asked hurriedly.

Feng Jiren stroked his beard and said: "The poison of raw blackberry is very serious and can cause death. Such a small piece is not a problem, but if it is taken for a long time, the toxin will accumulate in the body and it will still cause death."

Jia Huan bowed his hands and said, "How to detoxify if raw blackberries are poisoned?"

Feng Jiren muttered: "There is no cure for the poison of raw blackberries. We can only induce vomiting or use laxatives to expel the poison from the body. If it is chronic poisoning for a long time, I'm afraid..."

Jia Huan took out another ingot of silver and placed it on the table. It might weigh twelve ounces.

Feng Jiren suddenly changed his subject and said: "Chronic poisoning of raw blackberries. The toxicity accumulates in the body. It is not easy to remove. It needs to be adjusted and eliminated slowly. I will prescribe six doses of medicine for you to take home and try. Decoct and take it for one day." Two doses, if it works, Master, come back in three days."

Jia Huan quickly thanked him, but the other party only gave medicine, not prescriptions. Apparently he was afraid that others would learn his unique secret recipe, so Jia Huan knew enough not to ask, took six doses of medicine, and prescribed another dose to appetize. The medicine left

Let's say that Jia Huan returned to the Xunyan Censor's Yamen, asked Tiehu and Shitou to wait at the second gate, and went to see Lin Ruhai with the medicine.

When Aunt Zheng saw that Jia Huan had really come back with the medicine, she took the initiative to ask Ying to cook the medicine, so Jia Huan gave her the appetizing Chinese medicine.

Aunt Zheng took the medicine to the kitchen, poured it into the pot and started cooking it. When no one was paying attention, she took out the paper bag from her arms, picked out a small piece of raw blackberry and threw it in. The rest was re-wrapped and put in her pocket. , and all this was seen by a pair of eyes in the dark.

About half an hour later, Aunt Zheng returned to the room with the cooked medicine and said with a smile: "The medicine is ready, it's time for the master to take the medicine."

However, Lin Daiyu did not take over this time, and Aunt Zheng had to sit in front of the bed and feed Lin Ruhai the medicine.

"Master, it's time to take medicine." Aunt Zheng brought the medicine bowl to Lin Ruhai's mouth, but the latter frowned and refused to drink.

Xue Yan reminded: "Auntie, take a bite first and then cook it carefully for me."

After hearing this, Aunt Zheng had to take a small taste with a spoon and said with a smile: "It's not hot, you can drink it." After that, she put the medicine bowl in front of Lin Ruhai.

Lin Ruhai asked, "How does it taste?"

Aunt Zheng was slightly stunned and said with a smile: "The medicine that Brother Huan prescribed this time is really strange. It is just some appetizers such as hawthorn, tangerine peel, and figs. It is sour and sweet. Even the servant wants to drink it."

Lin Ruhai said calmly: "If that's the case, then just drink it all!"

Aunt Zheng froze immediately and said with a smile: "This medicine is for the master, how can I drink it myself?"

"It doesn't matter, just fry it again, drink it quickly!" Lin Ruhai said coldly, his eyes a little sharper.

Aunt Zheng felt something was wrong. Under Lin Ruhai's gaze, her expression gradually changed, and she said calmly: "Master, have you been made angry by me?"

"Drink it quickly, or is the medicine poisoned and you dare not drink it?" Lin Ruhai was probably too excited, and his voice was trembling a little.

Aunt Zheng had a guilty conscience. When she heard this, her hand shook, and the bowl of medicine fell to the ground with a clang. Her face turned pale, and she said with a smile: "Master... what do you mean by this?"

"Come here!" Lin Ruhai shouted, and two maids stepped forward to hold Aunt Zheng, found a paper bag from her body and handed it to Lin Ruhai.

Lin Ruhai handed the paper bag to Jia Huan and said, "Brother Huan, take a look to see if it's like this."

Jia Huan opened the paper package and found about ten tablets of Chinese medicine wrapped inside, so he smelled it and nodded: "Yes, this is Shengwu."

Lin Ruhai was shocked and angry. She pointed at Aunt Zheng and said nothing. The latter had long been so frightened that she collapsed on the ground.

Lin Daiyu was also trembling with anger at this time. She was a vicious woman. If it weren't for Huan'er this time, she would have been afraid that her father would be killed by her, and she would still be kept in the dark.

"It's impossible to guard against a domestic thief. I ask myself, you are treating me well, why do you want to hurt me so cruelly?" Lin Ruhai was so angry that he coughed violently in excitement.

(End of this chapter)