Married a proud husband after farming

Chapter 55 The Color of Contempt
"Dizziness," said Doctor Zhou with a guilty expression on his face, "it's all my fault for my inexperienced medical skills. I need to trouble you to make a trip in the middle of the night."

"Doctor Zhou, you are being polite. It is the duty of a doctor to save people and treat diseases."

The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and then they arrived at Dongyuan. From a distance, they could see Old Man Su holding his forehead, with a look of pain on his face.

"My lord, the doctor is here."

Steward Su is an old man in the Su residence, who has served the old man for most of his life. Even though the old man has resigned from office and lived in seclusion, he still can't change his name. In his heart, old man Su is still the lord of the imperial court with outstanding character.

Grandpa Su raised his head, and the girl in front of him smiled quietly, she looked only fourteen or fifteen years old, for some reason, she found it believable.

"There is a Lao girl."

Rong Jiu sat down beside Mr. Su, put his fingers on his wrist, felt his pulse, and said, "Mr. Feng is invaded by evil spirits, and the blood is blocked by the cold, so that the veins are blocked. Coupled with fatigue and worry, the blood qi The loss caused the wind vertigo, as long as the needle is pricked on the top of the head, a little bleeding will be fine."

As soon as Guanshi Zhao heard that he was going to put a needle on the old man's head, he immediately became anxious, and scolded: "You are a country girl, and you are not a doctor, how can you put a needle on the old man's head at will?"

Rong Jiu glared at him: "What's wrong with a country girl, can't a country girl be a doctor?"

"You!" Zhao Guanshi blushed from being choked.

Rong Jiu suddenly asked, "Do you have a lung deficiency?"

Zhao Guanshi was stunned, she had neither a pulse nor a question about his symptoms, but she was able to know about his persistent illnesses for many years.

Manager Zhao gave Rong Jiu a complicated look: "You, how do you know?"

"Your complexion is pale, and you are unable to breathe. Are you panting and short of breath after coughing twice?"

Zhao Guanshi was completely stunned, Rong Jiu said: "Two or two ginseng, add a tael of burnt antler glue, grind it into powder, mix it with mint soup, take it for a month, and it will naturally be effective."

"It seems that this little girl is indeed quite capable." Old Master Su's eyes lighted up, and he said with a smile, "Get the needle."

Rong Jiu nodded, with a solemn look on his face: "The silver needles are pierced into the Baihui and Naohu acupoints to dispel the cold and evil wind."

As she performed the needles and explained, Dr. Zhou knew that she had the intention to teach, and she paid special attention to it.

There was also a hint of admiration in Mr. Su's eyes, only Guanshi Zhao was both anxious and anxious.

The old man's wind-dizzy disease has been a chronic disease for many years, and even the imperial doctor is helpless. Can this little girl really be cured?

Rong Jiu's needles flew like flying, and continued: "Then puncture along Yintang, Taiyang, Fengchi and other acupoints, bleeding slightly."

After finishing the needle, Rong Jiu asked, "Old man, what do you think?"

Mr. Su showed joy on his face: "It doesn't hurt anymore, the little girl is really powerful."

Guanshi Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, cupped his hands and said to Rong Jiu: "I was so offended just now, please forgive Zhao, Miss."

"Forget it, you are also eager to protect the Lord."

"What a funny little girl." Old Master Su smiled heartily and asked Guanshi Zhao to get the consultation fee.

Rong Jiu took a look, then looked away, almost blinded by the white silver.

Seeing that she was unmoved, Mr. Su thought it was not enough, so he ordered Manager Zhao to get another 100 taels.

Rong Jiu said: "The old man misunderstood."

Grandpa Su was stunned for a moment: "No money?"

Rong Jiu shook his head: "No."

Old Master Su's gaze suddenly deepened: "Is there something you need to ask for?"

As expected of a person who has been a tutor, he has a deep demeanor, a pair of sharp eyes with a hint of light, and he can see into the bottom of a person's heart at a glance.

Rong Jiu smiled and said: "I do have something to ask, and I hope the old man can agree."

"In this world, there are not many things I can't do. As long as it's not a crime, the old man can promise you. Tell me, what's the matter?"

(End of this chapter)