"Whether you old men listen is up to you. Anyway, my words have been brought to the forefront of whether you want to learn or not. Could it be that you old men are still afraid that your medical skills are not as good as that of a little girl?"
The head of the Taiyuan Hospital sat in a high position and looked coldly at the people below, not even wanting to raise his eyelids.
The hospital has not even improved its medical skills for so many years. The little princes and princesses in the palace could die if they caught a cold, but the superiors didn't blame them. If we really start talking about this, they will all die. head.
The imperial doctors sitting below heard that the capital of the hospital was willing to study with him. No matter how much they were reluctant, they had no choice but to suppress this tone.
Not long after, a group of imperial doctors came to the village where Zhan Qingyue often treated patients.
This village is close to a small river, and there is heavy fog in winter. Mushrooms can grow on the quilts and mattresses at home if they are not aired frequently.
Although the entire village is not rich, it is not that poor.
It's just that because there is less land, it is poorer than the neighboring villages.
There are many intractable diseases in this village that have not yet been completely cured.
In the recent short period of time, Zhan Qingyue will stay in this village called Hedong.
The imperial doctors were waiting next to Zhan Qingyue, waiting for her to arrange tasks.
Many people had reluctance written all over their faces, so they almost just dropped their picks and left.
Although this group of people was arranged by King Cheng, if they wanted to just obey Zhan Qingyue, they couldn't get over it.
"Doctor Zhan, we all came from a big hospital. Are we just going to give these mud-legged people a chance to catch a cold?"
An imperial doctor with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks and dressed in gorgeous clothes shouted at Zhan Qingyue.
Zhan Qingyue raised her eyelids and glanced at him.
"Yes, that's right. Since we have said that we are sending doctors to the countryside, we naturally have to treat the villagers."
The imperial doctor was obviously dissatisfied, and just as he was about to reply, he heard Zhan Qingyue say coldly: "If you can take care of all the minor illnesses of these villagers, they will thank you."
"Of course, if you have the ability, you can take care of all those difficult and complicated diseases, that would be great."
The imperial doctor who called out groaned and reluctantly sat back on the table where he was treating patients.
The discerning servant next to him immediately presented exquisite tea sets and poured steaming tea.
The imperial doctor drank tea proudly and waited for the arrival of the villagers.
Finally, a villager came. His face was pale and he was gasping for air when he said a word.
But the imperial doctor shouted to the villager very impatiently: "What's wrong with you? What disease do you want to see?"
Looking at the performance of the imperial doctor, Zhan Qingyue's face darkened and the corners of her mouth were pursed tightly.
Before she could speak, a woman next to her suddenly covered her face with a handkerchief and burst into tears.
The young man guarding her next to her hugged her shoulders and comforted her in a low voice: "Mother, don't be afraid, isn't it just that the medicine is expensive? I have a lot of strength, and I will go to the city to carry the big bag when I get back soon. Go ahead, you can still make twenty cash a day, you will always be able to afford this medicine."
Zhan Qingyue's expression turned ugly as she listened to the words of the two young couples. These imperial doctors were really rich and stinky.
It's just tens of taels of medicine money. They really treat these villagers like wool.
Zhan Qingyue stood up and was about to ask, but she never thought that the imperial doctor seemed to be watching the fun and not taking it too seriously, putting his own joy above the pain of others.
I saw him, with a calm expression, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip of the fragrant Biluochun.
Then he looked at the young couple in front of him with contempt.
"Then I'm afraid you won't be able to wait until her illness is cured. With your ability to carry a large bag worth tens of dollars a day, I'm afraid it will take decades. As for your wife's illness, just one dose of medicine every day will cure her. It takes a month of continuous eating.”
It's a good thing he didn't say this. As soon as he said this, the faces of the two young couples turned even paler.
The little woman held the young man's hand tightly, her eyes were red and her face was full of tears.
"Husband, we don't need treatment, let's not get treatment, okay? If I die, I will die. If I trouble you again and owe some debts, what will happen to our children?"
With a gloomy look on Zhan Qingyue's face, she walked quickly towards the two young couples.
"Doctor Zhang, what disease do they have? They need to spend so much money!"
Doctor Zhang rolled his eyes at her arrogantly and said lightly: "Postpartum metrorrhagia, and working so hard all day long, I won't be able to live long without good medicine."
Zhan Qingyue glared at Doctor Zhang fiercely, as if a dog couldn't spit out ivory from its mouth.
Zhan Qingyue was too lazy to talk nonsense to him and directly touched the little woman's hand.
"It's not postpartum metrorrhagia, it's because the placenta hasn't come out yet."
While talking, Zhan Qingyue took out a silver needle and stabbed the woman a few times.
The woman suddenly felt a lot lighter, and she didn't wait to say thank you.
Zhan Qingyue led her into a clean room next to her.
When the two came out again, Zhan Qingyue had also prepared the medicine.
"You have to give your wife a good confinement period. You need to pay for it once a day. You have to eat three pays first."
Several people gathered together and looked at the little woman carefully, their expressions clearly getting worse.
Several imperial doctors disagreed, and they despised Zhan Qingyue more and more in their hearts.
The next day, the stall where they were treating patients had just been set up. The young man from yesterday came again, but this time, he came to thank Zhan Qingyue.
"Doctor Zhan, I really want to thank you this time. Otherwise, I don't know what to do. My wife said after she went back that she no longer bleeds. She felt much better when she woke up this morning, and even her milk was flowing. Got it."
Several other doctors couldn't believe their ears when they heard this.
A postpartum metrorrhagia was caused by retained placenta. I didn’t know what Zhan Qingyue had done. It was cured overnight.
Many imperial doctors admired Zhan Qingyue and were sincerely convinced.
But there are still a few thorns in the side. Zhan Qingyue is not pleasing to the eye, always looking for trouble, and coming to ask about things in the operating room from time to time.
On this day, after they asked about the operating room, they started talking behind their backs.
"There are still a few days left before the operating room can be built. After it is built, our group will take the credit. She only takes the moon. What can she do if she is the county head? The power of one person is always We won’t be forced to go three times.”
They all nodded in agreement.
In the afternoon, when Han Yiyun drove the carriage to pick up Zhan Qingyue, he suddenly saw that the eyes of these imperial doctors were wrong.
On the way back, he deliberately mentioned this matter.
"Yueyue, I see something strange about those imperial doctors. You should be more careful. I'm worried that they will come to seize the credit of the operating room."
Zhan Qingyue pursed her lips. Although she had been prepared for it for a long time, it was really difficult to deal with it openly.
