Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 368
"No matter how much money I have paid, call your best doctor over here, and you goblins, go away!"

"I'm sorry sir, according to the regulations of our hospital, you must register first for diagnosis and treatment!"

"Fuck your mother! Get out of here!"

With a slap across the face, Song Qingshu felt a bit of a headache when he heard it. He came down from the third floor and looked at the little nurses who were in a mess. He quickly separated from the crowd and squeezed to the front.

"What happened?"

"Dean, this, this patient..."

Needless to say, Song Qingshu already understood that he still knew the nurse who was beaten, her name was Xie Qiong, and she was a very enthusiastic little girl among these nurses, and asked Fu Shan to impart some knowledge of first aid medicine, which she learned well. It is also the most positive, but it is good now, half of that cute little face is swollen. At the front desk, there is a muscular guy with a height of 1.8 meters. There are still a few scars on his face, but he is covered with cloth Covering his nose, he was roaring furiously at the moment.

"You are a doctor! Hurry up and give me a medical consultation! Also, get rid of these troublesome goblins!"

"Dean, I'm going to find Dr. Zhao!"

Covering half of her face, Xie Qiong's tears were rolling in her eyes, but she suppressed her grievances, saluted Song Qingshu, and turned around to guide the patient.

Not only the teachings they received, but every nurse really cherished the opportunity Song Qingshu gave. They were sold to Yangzhou by human traffickers, and then sold out exclusively. Old and decrepit, living a life of coldness, and some of the unlucky ones will be sold to brothels after their decrepitude, and their fate is even more miserable.

But whether you work as a nurse in Song Qingshu's hospital, as a claim adjuster in an insurance company, or even as a waiter on a ship, you are all paid, which is on par with most of Jiaduobao's wages. If you do well, you will get a promotion. There will be more jobs, and they are relatively free in person. Song Qingshu promised that after ten years of work, he would allow them to choose the person they like to start a family. Whether they continue to work or go home to raise their husbands and children, the choice is up to them .

It is conceivable how precious this era is to these poor women who can control their own destiny.

But before Xie Qiong could go out, Song Qingshu grabbed her by the shoulder suddenly.

"There's no need to go to Dr. Zhao, I'll come and see this patient!"

"Are you a doctor? Don't your mother fool me, and if you don't call the doctor out to me, I will burn down this ghost restaurant of yours!" Looking at Song Qingshu suspiciously, this guy is still clamoring desperately, who knows Song Qingshu came to him with a smile, but suddenly he punched out.

Song Qingshu has learned boxing and kicking from old man Xing, and these years he has used it as a life-saving skill, and he dare not let it go, even though he is not big, this fist is very powerful, that person actually came directly in the air. Spin, fly out more than one meter.

"I see your illness and you deserve a beating, come on, give me a beating!"

I really didn't expect that medical troubles existed in ancient times. Fortunately, this hospital opened on the first day, and I was sitting in the town in person, and there were soldiers beside me. After punching blood, Song Qingshu still couldn't understand his hatred. He gave an order, Shi Lang waited for a few The soldiers who hadn't seen it for a long time rushed forward immediately, and they went up with electric cannons and flying feet, and the man who beat him hummed.

However, Shi Lang, who has always been brave and brave, suddenly backed away with a bluff, as if he had met a plague god, and even brought a few soldiers from the first division of Anqing to the side, unable to dodge.

This is a bit of a shame, Song Qingshu was a little annoyed immediately, but before he could scold him, Shi Lang was already frightened and threw his fists and hurriedly said to him.

"Marshal, hurry up and wash your hands! This man, this man is really sick, he has a willow disease!"

Willow disease?Song Qingshu, who hadn't recovered from his senses, looked over in astonishment. In the next second, he really felt that his bones were a little numb. A huge sore grew on the strong man's nose, and there was a spot on his forehead, which looked extremely terrifying. After a good beating, pus and blood flowed out of him, which was even more disgusting, and more importantly, Song Qingshu recognized this disease.

Syphilis!
Song Qingshu, a later generation, has seen a documentary about Jack the Ripper, in which the London prostitutes murdered by the Ripper were all infected with syphilis. He used to see such scars so that he couldn't eat, so how could he not remember clearly.

This disease was brought back to Europe by Columbus from the New World of America. With the trade, it was introduced to China and Japan. The germs are transmitted through sex and blood. Once infected, the first is facial ulceration, and then insanity. Later, the germs invade the bones and the whole body People are rickety, and the virus damages the brain. People are like rabies and bite everyone at sight, turning into lunatics. Now that his fist is full of blood from this germ, how can Song Qingshu not panic?
"Hurry up and throw him out! Xie Qiong, quickly bring me penicillin! The sooner the better!"

The hospital opened its first business, but it ended with the patient being thrown out. The money was not earned, and it was not easy to allocate it after spending a lot of money. Several bottles of purified penicillin were wasted, all of which were given to Song Qingshu and a few relatives. Bing washed his hands, the fist didn't scrape his skin, but after shaking his hand for a few times, which probably wiped out even the bacteria, Song Qingshu still felt terrified, like a caterpillar crawling behind his back.

After wearing a mask for several days, fortunately there was no headache or fever, otherwise Song Qingshu himself would have been scared to death, but as time passed, he gradually forgot about this tingling thing.

In October, a big event happened in the capital, which even caused considerable fluctuations in Nanzhili. Qian Qianyi, the leader of Donglin who was negotiating with Song Qingshu a few days ago, was imprisoned!

This matter also involves party struggles. The political struggles during the Tianqi years were almost all hand-to-hand combat between the Eunuch Party and the Donglin Party. In Kansai, when Emperor Apocalypse first came to the throne, Donglin contributed a lot in the case of moving the palace, and naturally gained a great political advantage. Zhao Nanxing, Yang Lian, Zuo Guangdou and other leaders of Donglin successively held high positions. But the Donglin Party is too ugly to use their words to say that the crowd is full of power. Naturally, the mediocrity will fall. Who is the mediocrity?Qi Chuzhe party officials.

The Qi, Chu, and Zhejiang parties who were excluded from the center were naturally unwilling. At this time, Wei Zhongxian stood up and became a banner against Donglin, and all parties naturally posted it. Method.

Wen Tiren belonged to the Zhejiang Party. Although in the three-year party struggle in Chongzhen, he won a complete victory, beat Qian Qianyi away, and kicked Zhou Yanru down, but for Qian Qianyi who was still active in Nanzhili, Wen Tiren was always the same. Don't worry, this time I will instruct a teacher named Zhang Hanru to slander Qian Qianyi and his student Qu Shixu to run amok in the countryside, invade the people's fields, and even slander the court full of resentment.

To be honest, lawlessness and encroachment on people's fields may be true. Qian Qianyi is a big landlord in Suzhou, and his family has some resources. He is different from Ruan Dacheng who is in business. He despises business. Where did he get his money? Qian Qianyi's collection of books But claiming to have surpassed Ouchi, he even offered Song Qingshu 200 taels for the Song version of "Book of the Two Hans", which is second only to "Book of the Two Hans" and he doesn't know how many orphan copies there are. Where did the money come from?
However, this was too common among scholar-bureaucrats at that time. In Dong Lin's eyes, it was a frame-up by treacherous ministers!

Purple Mountain Villa.

Even if it is located in the south of the Yangtze River, it will be quite cold at this time of October. Fortunately, Song Qingshu's Bieyuan was built after a small villa, with more than a dozen heating pipes spreading the heat from several coal stoves throughout the entire two-story building. , even though the Nanjing Imperial Palace is a bit cold, his other garden is warm and even a bit stuffy.

Ding ding dong dong musical instruments are flying in the transparent hall in the middle of the small building. A dark and weird table is placed on the right side of the hall. Sitting in front and pressing it hard, this thing is actually a piano.

In later generations, in Song Qingshu's impression, almost a piano can support a piece of music, but these days, let alone Daming, the piano has just appeared in Europe, and those famous pianists such as Mozart, Beethoven, etc. have not yet been born. , it is more difficult for him than later generations to get a piano.

Fortunately, although the Jesuits who came with Tang Ruowang did not show much in Western medicine, one of them, a missionary named Plante, was particularly fond of musical instruments. The information he provided, when they came to China in the early years, they had contributed An early piano was given to the emperor, but it was too bulky and no one knew how to use it, so it was hidden in the Forbidden Palace in Nanjing.

Stealing tributes from the palace was probably only a bold guy like Song Qingshu who dared to do it. After many twists and turns, this thing was surnamed Song, and Gu Hengbo and Qiaoyan gradually figured out the rhythm of this thing.

On the other side of the leather sofa where Song Qingshu was sitting, Yu'er and a dozen other top-notch girls were sweating, dancing fiercely to the sound of Qiaoyan's piano.

Unlike most of the light songs and dances in this era, the dance Song Qingshu asked them to rehearse is the kind of hot dance with a strong sense of rhythm in later generations. It feels a bit like a Korean girl group. Some of these girls have bound feet. How can they adapt to it? I jumped and fell down a lot, and I was sweating even more this time.

Just when Song Qingshu was frowning impatiently, a cold wind suddenly blew in outside the door, Xuan Ruan ran in like a spring breeze with a big beard and a treacherous old face flushed.

"Haha, handsome, what a happy event! Old Ghost Qian was captured by Jinyi Wei Tiqi, locked in a prison car and escorted to Nanjing! Damn, these old ghosts have been displeased with us for a long time, this time Qian Qianyi probably This bastard is destined to go, but not to return!"

I don't know how much ridicule Qian Qianyi received, but Ruan Dacheng really turned around and sang like a serf, completely blocking the little girls, and said dancing in front of Song Qing's writing.

"That idiot Zhang Pu still has the face to write to the old man, asking the old man to help rescue him, bah, he blinded his dog eyes, Marshal, this is a great opportunity to get rid of Qian Qian with the help of the chief assistant Mr. Wen Yep, then Donglin will face a reshuffle, we have to plan ahead quickly, and attack those Yangzhou salt merchants, so as to save those bastards who are full and have nothing to do.

After all, Song Qingshu was a little satisfied with the rehearsal of "Blue and White Porcelain" this time. Before the rehearsal was over, he was disturbed by Ruan's beard. Seeing him jumping up and down, Song Qingshu couldn't help shaking his head helplessly.

"If the heavens want to make them perish, they must first make them crazy. Mr. Ruan, this is a way of benevolent death. Do you still want to follow me?"

(End of this chapter)