Jiang Wan glanced over and saw a familiar face among the old men.
Doctor Quan, the one who treated Lin Tingyu with her earlier, it seems that Su County Magistrate has found "miracle doctors" from dozens of miles around.
"Calm down first and listen to me. Madam Song's medical skills are very powerful."
Before Jiang Wan could speak, Doctor Quan excitedly boasted about her greatness to the other old men.
Others looked at Jiang Wan with suspicion, "Old Quan, don't tease us."
"Yes, how old does this little girl look like? Even if she started studying in her mother's womb, she would only have been studying for more than ten years."
"What a nonsense. What are you doing by letting a little girl come in?"
"..."
Everyone looked questioning, but Jiang Wan calmly moved out the Sixth Prince and Mr. Chu.
"I was sent here by Mr. Chu and the Sixth Prince."
"That's right." Pan Hongyan, who had vomited a lot of meat and vegetables, finally recovered, "Doctor Jiang has treated my family.
My family sent such a miracle doctor to help everyone deal with smallpox. "
"Miracle doctor?"
Dr. Jiang, another old man with a white beard beside Dr. Quan, mocked:
"Could it be that Dr. Jiang is from Yaowang Valley?"
Only the people from Yaowang Valley have this confidence.
"no."
There was some impatience in Jiang Wan's eyes, and she simply counterattacked: "You have this time to discuss whether I am a miracle doctor.
It would be better to spend more time on the patient, maybe you can find a cure. "
The words were so arrogant that Doctor Jiang's beard almost stood up with anger, and he looked at Doctor Quan.
"Old Quan, is this the outstanding young man you call?"
"Lao Jiang, don't be angry first. It's normal for capable people to have a temper."
Doctor Quan didn't think anything was wrong, especially when he found Jiang Wan going straight to a patient, his eyes immediately lit up.
"Lao Jiang, you guys are busy first, I'll go take a look."
Doctor Quan followed Jiang Wan excitedly, causing the other doctors to shake their heads.
"I'm afraid this old Quan is old and confused."
"Yeah, let's study quickly how powerful a little girl can be."
"I don't know if we can still go out, ugh!"
"..."
Song Jiuyuan stared dimly at those who didn't trust Jiang Wan, rubbing his fingertips gently with his fingertips.
Suddenly he turned his attention to Jiang Wan not far away, and a touch of warmth appeared in his eyes.
At this time, Jiang Wan had already arrived in front of the patient with the pustule, and the patient's breath was already very weak.
His organs were failing and his body was bleeding to varying degrees. Even if Jiang Wan came over, he could only open his eyelids weakly, his lips trembled slightly, but there was no movement.
Jiang Wan frowned and quickly put on disposable white gloves. As for the explanation, we will talk about it later.
This scene fell into the eyes of several old doctors, and they couldn't help but frown. At this moment, they were no longer in the mood to persuade her.
"Doctor Jiang, do you need my help?"
Doctor Quan wisely did not expose Jiang Wan's identity as an exile, but was very active in helping.
Jiang Wan glanced at the unprotected Doctor Quan and reminded: "Doctor Quan, you'd better take some precautions.
As a doctor, you should know that smallpox is spread through the respiratory tract and contact, so you are giving away your head at a loss. "
Doctor Quan:...
The words didn't sound nice, but they were indeed the truth. He looked at the scarf Jiang Wan wore in front of him, feeling confused in his heart.
"Is this useful?"
"It's better than doing nothing."
Jiang Wan didn't look at him. The silver needle flipped on her fingertips and quickly landed on the patient.
She had just observed that this person was the most serious patient in the yard. Smallpox usually only worsens three or four days after the symptoms of infection appear.
The Sixth Prince ran fast. Smallpox was actually still in its early stages, so not many people died. Of course, the bodies had been burned on the spot.
Doctor Quan was reluctant to leave, and his eyes fell unblinkingly on the place where Jiang Wan placed the needle.
Her technique was quick and accurate, and the man who had just been covered in pustules and was dying could breathe more steadily.
“Really relieved!”
Doctor Quan danced excitedly, and it was Pan Hongyan who handed him a newly made mask, and he put it on.
But his exclamation had already attracted the doctors who were researching, and several of them trotted over eagerly.
At a glance, he saw a man sleeping on the ground with long breathing.
Jiang Wan's silver needle relieved his pain, and he actually fell asleep at this moment.
"Can it really be relieved?"
Doctor Jiang stood behind Jiang Wan and the others in confusion, with confusion in his eyes.
In addition to him, several other doctors also stood there with their eyes widened and studied in disbelief.
"It's weird, it's weird, it turns out that the needle can be injected like this."
"Why didn't I think of that?"
"Isn't it you, Lao Quan, who taught her?"
"..."
The still questioning voices were completely ignored by Jiang Wan, who was taking the pulse of the patient next to her.
Doctor Quan on the other side spat and defended, "If I had such a method, how could I hide it until now and say it out now?
I’ve told you that Dr. Jiang is very powerful, but you don’t believe it.
I think with her here, the smallpox will be solved sooner or later. By the way, you should protect yourself like me..."
Before Dr. Quan could finish his bragging words, his eyelids twitched slightly and he fell to the ground in a daze.
Fortunately, I didn't faint, but my breathing was very rapid and I couldn't speak completely.
"Old Quan!"
"It's over, Lao Quan must have been tricked!"
"..."
"Step aside!"
Jiang Wan quickly squeezed in, placed her fingertips on Doctor Quan's pulse through the scarf, and frowned slightly.
"Yes, he did contract smallpox."
After speaking, she looked at Pan Hongyan who was at a loss and said, "Mr. Pan, go get me a pen and paper."
"good."
Pan Hongyan was so frightened that his face turned slightly pale, and he was not as calm as Song Jiuyuan sitting next to him.
Jiang Wan inserted a silver needle, and Doctor Quan's breathing became easier. He was still in the mood to comfort everyone.
"Lao Jiang, don't worry. With Doctor Jiang, I can't die."
He was very confident in Jiang Wan, and the eyes of everyone looking at Jiang Wan changed again and again.
There are doubts, disbelief and expectations.
"Dr. Jiang, here is the pen and paper."
Pan Hongyan trotted over with a pen and paper, but Jiang Wan didn't pick it up. Instead, he said to Song Jiuyuan beside him.
"I told you to remember."
"good."
Song Jiuyuan took the pen and paper and laid it flat on Pan Hongyan's back, while Jiang Wan had already started reading.
"Three cents for Adenophora, two cents for Polygonatum odoratum, one cent for raw licorice, one cent and five cents for winter mulberry leaves...
Take this prescription and prepare the medicine. Five cups of water will be boiled into two cups for everyone to drink. "
"Sandwort and Ophiopogon japonicus soup?"
It was obvious that Dr. Jiang’s medical skills were pretty good, and Jiang Wan had no intention of hiding anything, so she said directly:
"You can drink this during the pustule stage. As for those of you who are in the early stage of rash, you can drink some Sangju drink to prevent it."
When saying this, Jiang Wan said to Song Jiuyuan: "Mulberry leaves are two cents and five cents, forsythia is one cent and five cents... Two cups of water are boiled to the ratio of one cup of water.
I would also like to trouble Mr. Pan to work harder so that all the brothers outside can drink a bowl. "
