Song Yi

Chapter 36 The Kid Who Won't Eat

Wuweitang Pharmacy.

Du Wenhao was in the room watching the tiger cub lying in the kennel and sucking milk. The tiger cub was already full, with a round belly, sucking every mouthful.

Du Wenhao was watching it interestingly, when he suddenly heard Wu Cong calling him downstairs: "Mr. Du! Mr. Du!"

Du Wenhao hurried to the window, poked his head out and asked, "What's the matter?"

"A patient has come to see a doctor!"

"Okay, I'll come right away!"

Du Wenhao held the full-fed cub in both hands, put it into the medicine box, locked it with a copper lock, and pulled the door out. Yingzi stood there outside the door, looking inside:

"Mr. Du, what kind of small animals do you keep in your box for medicinal purposes? Can you show me?"

"No! This thing is poisonous, be careful to hurt you!"

Yingzi's face suddenly showed fear: "Is it a poisonous snake?"

"no!"

Yingzi was obviously very afraid of poisonous snakes, but he couldn't think of any other poisonous things that were scary for a while, so he breathed a sigh of relief: "I don't touch the box, so it should be fine?"

Seeing his expression, Yingzi felt a little strange. Looking at his back, his dark and bright eyes blinked.

In the lobby, a woman was holding a child, talking to Lin Qingdai, looking anxiously into the back hall from time to time.Seeing Wu Cong coming in with Du Wenhao, he stood up joyfully holding the child in his arms: "Is the doctor here?"

Lin Qingdai said: "Yes, this is Mr. Du, our newly hired doctor in Wuweitang."

Du Wenhao said: "I'm sorry, I went in for a while because of something. Please sit down, how uncomfortable?"

"My child, please show me."

Seeing that the child was about seven or eight years old, he was hiding in his mother's arms and could not come out. His mother was talking nonsense, so she turned around and took a look at Du Wenhao.

This child was wearing brocade clothes, apparently from a good family background, but he was thin, with a distended abdomen and a sickly face.

After Du Wenhao sat down, he bent down amiably and asked, "Little friend... cough cough cough! Young master, how old are you?"

The child stared at him with blank eyes and said nothing.His mother hurriedly said, "Seven years old, he will soon be eight years old!"

"What's your last name?"

The child remained silent and stared at him.The child's mother helped and said, "My surname is Luo, and my name is Luo Huan."

"Oh, I want to ask about the child's symptoms, don't answer, let the child talk."

"Yes Yes!"

"What's wrong with you?" Du Wenhao asked with an innocent and cute smiling face.

The child still stared at him without speaking.

"Tell uncle, uncle will buy maltose for you to eat, okay?"

Du Wenhao took out two coins and shook them in front of the child, but the child shrank into his mother's arms in fear.

"Then stretch out your little hand and ask uncle to check your pulse and see if there are any bugs in your belly, okay?"

Still a pair of big eyes looked at him motionless.

"Then stick out your tongue and let uncle see, okay? Here, be like uncle! Let uncle see your tongue coating."

Du Wenhao made a grimace, stuck out his tongue, and made a couple of Uh-huh sounds.

Now the child buried his face in his mother's arms and ignored him.

After that, no matter how clever Du Wenhao was, coaxing and deceiving, pretending to be a tiger and a puppy, the child just refused to give him face, not only refused to show his pulse, but also refused to turn his face away.

His mother had no choice but to use force, but before she pulled her hand out, tears came out first, crying loudly, twisting her buttocks and shaking her hands, and finally she just lay down on the ground and rolled around, kicking her feet.

No matter how much his mother coaxed him, he just couldn't afford it.

In the end, his mother had no choice but to lie to him and say that he would go home without seeing a doctor, and the child was picked up by his mother.

Du Wenhao felt that he was a failure, why he couldn't even handle a child, so he had to say with a bitter face:

"He won't let me see it. How do you know what kind of disease he has! Or tell me, what's wrong with the child?"

Then his mother sighed and said:

"He refuses to eat. Chicken, duck and fish are placed in front of him, and he refuses to even take chopsticks. It turns out that he has gained weight, and it started two months ago. No, he is so skinny that the whole family wants to eat. Very impatient!
I took it to Jishitang to show it to Dr. Yan, the apprentice of Qian Shenyi, and prescribed more than ten medicines, but it didn't work.

I heard that although the new sitting doctor of Wuweitang is young, he is very capable. The second grandmother of the county captain is terminally ill, and even Jishitang Qian's doctor can't cure it. Leng cured it for you, so I brought the child to let you look.

Our family is only this one seedling, if he has something wrong, I..., how can I live..."

"Mom! I'm home! Let's go!" The child kicked in his arms and beat with both hands. Obviously, this child was spoiled and spoiled at home.

"Okay! Go home! I'm sorry, Mr. Du, the child is disobedient. I'll pick him up when he is good!"

"Don't come! Don't come! Don't come again!"

The child twisted his body vigorously, beating his mother's shoulders with two small fists.

"Okay! Don't come! My little ancestor, let's not come. Let's go home."

The woman was holding the child and was about to go out when she suddenly stopped, and saw three people standing at the door, it was the miracle doctor who did not accept money, and his two disciples.

Lin Qingdai hurriedly went up to greet her and said, "Miraculous doctor Qian is here! He is a rare visitor, please sit in the living room of the wing room! Yingzi, pour tea!"

"Thank you, Shopkeeper Lin! Wait first." The money was not accepted, and before entering the living room of the wing, he glanced at the child in the woman's arms, and said with a smile, "Why? The child is disobedient when he is sick?"

The woman laughed and said, "Yes, Doctor Qian."

"What's wrong?"

"I don't eat all the time, and I'm so skinny and skinny. The other doctors saw it, but it didn't improve, so I brought it to Dr. Du to have a look. But the child is disobedient and refuses to see it, oh..."

The money was not accepted, and he smiled and said, "Let me have a look?"

The woman was overjoyed: "That's a good relationship. Last time I took the child and went to your Jishitang to see the doctor. You went to see a doctor. It happened that you went to Fucheng. You were not in the hall. It was Doctor Yan who saw it. Now you are the doctor yourself." It will be fine if you see a doctor for the child.”

"Have you been to the Bitang?" Qian Bushou asked suspiciously, then turned to look at Yan Miaoshou.

Yan Miao said awkwardly: "Master, I was the one who showed this child and prescribed the prescription, but she didn't bring the child back for a follow-up visit, so I don't know if it's right."

"What disease do you see this child? What kind of medicine was prescribed for the child?"

"Tu'er thought that the child had a deficiency of the spleen, so he used a prescription for nourishing qi and invigorating the spleen, adding and subtracting Shenling Baizhu San."

Nodding the money, he cupped his hands and said to Lin Qingdai:

"Shopkeeper Lin, this old man would like to borrow your hall to treat this child, I wonder if it is possible?"

"Okay, Miracle Doctor Qian please go ahead!" Lin Qingdai said with a smile.

Qian Bu Accepted bowed his hands to Du Wenhao and sat down on the long chair beside him. The woman also sat down on the chair with the child in her arms. The child hid in the mother's arms and twisted his body to go home.

The money was not accepted and he was not in a hurry to consult a doctor. He just smiled and stroked his beard and looked at the child, letting him fuss in his mother's arms, observing the child's figure, movement, speech and reaction with his eyes up and down.

The woman kept coaxing and lying to the child to let him see the doctor, but the child just wouldn't listen.The kung fu of making a cup of tea has not stopped.

The money was not accepted, so he asked the woman, "When did the child refuse to eat?"

"About two months ago, there was a banquet at home. There was a dish that the children liked to eat. They ate two large plates in one go. After that, they didn't want to eat anymore, and they gradually lost weight."

"Oh, what kind of medicine did you use?"

"As for the medicine prescribed by Dr. Yan of Ji Shitang, I took more than ten doses, but nothing..., this..., my family saw that he was weak, so they stewed chicken juice for him and fed him ginseng soup, but nothing improved."

"Well, how is the baby sleeping?"

The woman said: "I can't sleep well at night, I sweat a lot, and my palms are hot."

"What about peeing? Okay?"

"Not very good, yellow urine, dry stool. Only once in two or three days.

At this time, there was a sound of clanging at the door, and a peddler selling maltose with a frame on his back yelled and walked past the door. He didn't accept the money and shouted: "Seller of sugar, come in, buy sugar!"

"Come on!" The peddler entered the pharmacy with a smile, put down the basket on his back, and brought out a wooden tray with wheat noodles sprinkled inside, and a large piece of maltose on it, which had been sold for a corner, "How much do you want?" Ah you?"

Qian Bushou smiled and said to the child: "Want to eat candy? Grandpa invites you to eat!"

The child turned his head slowly and glanced at the malt candy in the tray. There was no joy in the eyes of other children. He blankly glanced at the money and hid in his mother's arms.

(End of this chapter)