Chapter 23 Wutinghou Mansion

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After breakfast the next day, Xia Qingfeng took a 200-year-old ginseng and took a carriage with Xu Xiaoxiao to the Wuting Marquis Mansion. The driver was Cang Dao. I think Chang Sile told the old lady about the relationship between Xia Qingfeng and Cang Qiyuan yesterday.

Now that he knows that Xia Qingfeng is Cang Qiyuan's savior, he will definitely be convinced of her medical skills. Cang Dao is also the head of Cang Qiyuan's bodyguards, so the Hou Mansion naturally does not dare to neglect him.

Now that there is such a relationship, the previous letter from Shopkeeper Chang is of little use.

Upon arriving at the Hou Mansion, Xia Qingfeng and Xu Xiaoxiao were directly introduced to the inner courtyard. The Hou Mansion is not as magnificent as imagined, and it is not even comparable to the declining Xiping Hou Mansion. But Xia Qingfeng felt the grandeur of this house and its layout. This is what a military commander's mansion should look like.

Entering the inner hall, Xia Qingfeng quickly glanced around. There are no flowers and servants in the Dream of Red Mansions here. Mrs. Hou is leaning on the Arhat bed, with two maids and a nanny beside her. Mrs. Hou is kneeling on the side of the old lady, with hot tea in front of the table. There was only one nanny beside him, and Chang Sile was kneeling on the other side.

Xia Qingfeng and Xu Xiaoxiao quickly stepped forward and saluted: "Xia Qingfeng, a citizen girl, pays homage to the old lady, madam, and second young master."

The old lady hurriedly asked the nun beside her to help the two of them up, and said: "There is no need for those etiquettes. My grandson said that you saved that boy Qiyuan, you are a meritorious person!"

"Now that we have met, how can we not save us? Your Excellency also took great care of us and escorted us all the way, which saved us a lot of trouble." Xia Qingfeng said politely, and handed over the ginseng in his hand.

The maid took the ginseng and handed it to the old lady: "This ginseng is of good quality, it must be at least two hundred years old!" The old lady looked very satisfied.

At this time, Chang Sile stood up and checked: "This ginseng is not only old, but also so fresh." After speaking, he gave Xia Qingfeng a playful look.

Xia Qingfeng coughed and pretended not to see it.

"How much does Madam want to pay for this ginseng?" Chang Sile asked.

"No money, just give it to the old lady."

"Why is this?" Everyone was surprised. Everyone knew about Xia Qingfeng's situation. As a widow, raising a child alone, what she lacked most was money.

"Women of the common people have worshiped the soldiers who guarded the country's borders since they were young. They sacrificed their lives and blood to guard Dayu and protect the people, and they never regretted it until they were wrapped in horse leather.

General Chang Lao, in particular, is a hero I respect. My father once told me that when the Huns invaded that year, General Chang Lao went into battle at the age of sixty and fought against the Huns. He was always at the forefront. When he withdrew his troops, not only his armor, but also the white horse underneath him was covered in blood.

I admire the families of these heroes even more. You gave up your family for the sake of the country. You worry about your husband and your son every day, but you never complain.

I just contributed a little bit of my own efforts, how can I ask for compensation? "

"Good boy!" At this time, the old lady had tears streaming down her face. In that battle with the Huns, Cang Qiyuan's father died for his country, and the old Marquis also suffered many injuries. In addition, due to his old age, he fell ill after returning to Beijing and died within half a year.

At this time, Space Spirit's voice sounded: "Feng'er, thank you!" The tone was a little excited.

"Huh? Why are you thanking me?"

"That's right, thank you!"

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit dull at this time, Chang Sile hurriedly said: "Grandma, we will talk about our daily life later. Let this lady take your pulse first."

"Okay, okay, madam, could you please check my pulse?" Madam Hou stood up quickly and stood by. Xia Qingfeng stepped forward, gently touched his pulse with his hand, and closed his eyes to feel it carefully.

This is the pulse of three eliminations. Influenced by his father, Xia Qingfeng has read many medical books. In "Yizong Jinjian", there is this record about diabetes mellitus: "The pulse of three eliminations occurs when the pulse is large, fine, short and astringent. My hands were shocked."

"Old lady, please open your mouth and let me see your tongue coating." The old lady opened her mouth as instructed.

"The old lady is fine!" Xia Qingfeng already had a rough diagnosis in his mind after looking at it.

"Old madam, do you have frequent urination, excessive urine output, dry mouth, dizziness, soreness in your waist and legs, and lack of fluids?"

"Yes, yes, the dizziness is even worse, and sometimes I can't see clearly."

"Old madam, in addition to the symptoms mentioned before, you also have a red tongue, high intraocular pressure, and blurred vision. Judging from these aspects, you should have diabetes. Judging from your specific symptoms From the looks of it, it should be a case of kidney failure." Xia Qingfeng said firmly.

Except for Xia Qingfeng and Xu Xiaoxiao, everyone else in the room frowned. The imperial doctor previously diagnosed diabetes, but diabetes is difficult to treat. It can only be treated slowly, and then other diseases will increase. , and finally died

"It's okay, it's okay. I have lived for such a long time and have enjoyed all the glory and wealth I deserve. It's time to go find the old man." The old lady said nonchalantly.

"Don't think like this, mother, we will definitely find a way." Madam Hou quickly comforted her, then looked at Xia Qingfeng and said, "Madam, do you have any cure?" Chang Sile also looked at Xia Qingfeng eagerly.

"Can I take a drop of blood from your finger?" After saying that, Xia Qingfeng took out a blood glucose meter from the space with her mind.

As soon as the old lady stretched out her finger, Xia Qingfeng used the cover of her long sleeves to quickly use the blood glucose meter to take a drop of blood from the old lady's finger, and then quickly put it into the space to check the old lady's blood sugar level with her mind.

The blood sugar level is 16. "Old lady, how long have you had breakfast now?"

The nanny on the side quickly stepped forward and replied, "It's been about an hour."

Xia Qingfeng thought: Well, the blood sugar level reached 16 two hours after the meal. The old man should have type 2 diabetes. The best treatment plan is to control the diet, inject insulin, and cooperate with acupuncture treatment.

This insulin needs to be used for a long time. Her hospital has ultra-long-acting insulin, which only requires one injection per week. But Xia Qingfeng is in trouble, how to explain to them the source of these injections.

Just when Xia Qingfeng was in trouble, Space Spirit spoke: "Feng'er, there is no need to worry, as long as you keep the servants away, everyone else is trustworthy, but it doesn't matter. The old lady has experienced many things, and she knows how to protect you. .”

"Hey, if you say that, I feel relieved." Xia Qingfeng doesn't like twists and turns the most, so straight-forward ones are best.

So, when everyone thought there was no hope, Xia Qingfeng said: "I do have a way. If the old lady can do as I say, there will be no problem in dying."

Everyone looked surprised after hearing this.

"My treatment method is an exclusive secret recipe. I also ask the old lady to send you back."

The old lady waved her hand, and the servants left one after another. Xia Qingfeng pretended to take out the insulin from the backpack, but actually took it out of the space.

"What is this?" The old lady looked at the thing in Xia Qingfeng's hand curiously. Before taking it out, Xia Qingfeng removed the outer packaging. Xia Qingfeng felt that she should give the injection without leaving the capital, so that she could observe it at any time and make other plans if she left.

"This is called 'insulin'. It is a special medicine for treating diabetes mellitus. I will give the old lady an injection first. Don't worry, old lady, it will just feel the same as a silver needle prick. There will be no danger." After Sile also avoided the injection, he gave the old lady an injection.

This little bit of pain was nothing to the old lady who practiced martial arts. It felt like it was over as soon as she was stabbed.

The old lady asked curiously: "Is this the end?"

"Yeah!" Xia Qingfeng liked the old lady's character very much. She was straightforward, neat and not pretentious at all. "Next, you can ask the doctor at home to do auxiliary acupuncture treatment, and you must pay attention to your diet. I will write down what to avoid in a while, and I will write you some medicinal diet recipes, and I will slowly adjust it for you. .”

"Okay, okay! Madam, rest first. I will accompany this girl to the side hall to write." Madam Hou also relaxed a lot at this time.

"If you want to go to the side hall, ask the maid to get pen and ink. I'm not tired at all," he said, greeting Xu Xiaoxiao, who had always behaved himself, and said: "Little girl, come here quickly, come to Grandma Grandma."

Xu Xiaoxiao walked over obediently, saluted and said hello: "Hello, grandma!"

This made the old lady very curious. Although his eldest grandson was married, the two younger ones were boys, so they were better off as daughters, soft and cute.

She fed the pastries on the table to Xu Xiaoxiao. Xu Xiaoxiao was not polite and opened her mouth to bite. These pastries were freshly steamed and very delicate. She had been craving for them for a long time.

Soon, Xia Qingfeng finished writing it. The old lady took it and looked at it, and she curled her lips. Why can't she eat the rice? Should we eat less meat? Not even pastries or fruits? Seeing this, the old lady looked at the cake in her hand that was half filled with Xu Xiaoxiao, and stuffed it into her mouth with a "ouch".

Xu Xiaoxiao...I still want to eat...

Mrs. Hou didn't even notice. She quickly stuffed Xu Xiaoxiao with another piece of pastry and asked the servants to remove the plate.

"You can eat apples, but... you can't eat too many." There are too few types of ancient fruits. After removing the inedible ones, only apples are left.