Jiang Shuyue wrote a total of two prescriptions for regulating the body, one to soothe the mind and help sleep, and the other to replenish qi and blood.
Seeing that Jiang Shuyue could write well and explained her condition accurately, Mrs. Zhen dispelled her doubts.
Many years ago, when the eldest granddaughter was not yet married, the old lady asked her granddaughter to learn how to host a banquet. At that time, she clearly remembered that Miss Jiang came to the banquet.
Her appearance was charming and graceful. Among the many noble ladies, she was particularly eye-catching.
But Miss Jiang is a boudoir girl who naturally knows how to play music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but her exquisite medical skills cannot be faked.
And that big house is worth a lot of money. If she were a girl from Shangshu Mansion, she wouldn't be able to afford that big house even if she sold all the belongings in Shangshu Mansion.
Seeing Jiang Shuyue put down her pen and ink, grandma picked up the prescription and blew it gently.
The real old lady put away her thoughts and said with a smile: "I would like to ask, how old is Miss Jiang? Is her family around?"
"Thank you, madam, for your concern. My daughter is already in her twenties, and her family is still in Yannan for the time being."
Jiang Shuyue deliberately kept her age vague so that the real old lady would not be able to figure it out.
The old lady was really worried when she asked such an abrupt question to a girl during their first meeting.
Seeing Jiang Shuyue's generous reply, Mrs. Zhen praised with a smile on her lips: "It's not easy for a girl to have such great medical skills at such a young age."
Jiang Shuyue gave some more instructions and left.
Madam Zhen knew that it would be difficult to persuade her to stay because she had to go to the medical clinic, so she asked her to go to the warehouse and pick out a high-quality Yunwuqiao as a return gift.
Jiang Shuyue couldn't refuse it, so she had to accept it.
Mammy watched the real housekeeper send the person out of the courtyard, and said with a smile: "This girl is not bad, she looks like a fairy, has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and treats illnesses and saves people. It's a pity that she is three years older than Master Sun."
"Jing Xiuxu is eighteen years old, how can he be three years older? As the saying goes, if a female junior holds gold bricks, I think it is good for a female to be older."
Mammy bowed and smiled: "What the old lady said is that she just doesn't know who is in the girl's family, whether they are working as officials or doing business."
The really old lady was confident, "Don't be in a hurry, there will be plenty of time to understand in the future."
If her wife hadn't praised Jiang Shuyue for her talent, how could she have bothered to ask so many questions?
The scholarly family has always believed that a person can be judged by words. After meeting a real person, the real old lady finally understood why her wife and grandson were full of praise for this girl.
Jiang Shuyue and Qiu Ju returned to the house, and Qiu Ju handed the return gift from Madam Zhen to Lan'er.
Gao Mu drove the carriage to take the two of them to the hospital.
After getting on the carriage, Qiu Ju said happily: "Miss, the real old lady's eyes were shining when she looked at you just now. Could it be that she wants to come to propose marriage?"
Jiang Shuyue smiled slyly, "Yeah! If she comes to propose marriage, I will promise you out."
"Ahem..."
Hearing Gao Mu's cough, Jiang Shuyue opened the curtain and asked, "Gao Mu, have you caught a cold? I'll grab you some medicine and go home to drink it later."
"Thank you for your concern, Miss. I just have a discomfort in my throat."
"If your throat doesn't feel good, you may have caught a cold."
Jiang Shuyue's occupational disease recurred again. When Gao Mu sent her and Qiu Ju to the hospital, she personally grabbed a pair of decoctions for Gao Mu to take back.
Time flies, Jiang Shuyue is busy day and night.
One night, she went into space to research prescriptions as usual. When she passed by the spiritual soil, she discovered that she had randomly broken off a few bags of tender corn.
The whole field of tender corn was piled aside.
Her mind immediately thought of boiled corn on the cob and roasted corn.
She picked up a few corn seeds and put them into the spiritual soil. Corn should have been sold at the market this season. Due to the long drought, farmers were almost out of food, and there was no tender corn to sell.
Jiang Shuyue thought of the breeding speed of meat rabbits, and she walked towards the grassland.
The time in the space was ten times longer than outside. There were more than double the number of rabbits running around on the ground than in the previous few days.
Looking at the snow-white meat rabbit, she had a bold idea.
But now the time has not come, and she has to endure it a little longer.
The dawn was just ahead, and she was in a happy mood. That night, Jiang Shuyue broke through the bottleneck and came up with a prescription to restrain the epidemic and cold.
She immediately copied a copy of each of the three prescriptions, wrote down the symptoms and usage details, and finally attached a letter.
After packing everything, she slept in the space.
I left the space in the morning and after washing, it was still dawn.
In the garden, a sound broke through the air, and two figures were seen flying up and down, as fast as lightning.
Hearing the footsteps, Gao Mu and Cangyun sheathed their swords.
"Good morning, miss." The two of them jumped up and landed not far away from Jiang Shuyue, clasping hands.
"Which one of you will send this letter to Yannan and deliver it to the Crown Prince? The content is very important. The sooner the better."
Cangyun took a step forward: "Miss, I have contact with the prince's people, and I will deliver it to them immediately."
Before midnight, Cangyun handed the letter to Xiao Jingzhao's contact person in the capital.
After sending the letter, Jiang Shuyue's heart dropped.
Seeing that the flood season is approaching, the clear sky does not mean that it will rain.
One day, after Jiang Shuyue had just sent away the patients in the hospital, a woman who looked like a housekeeper walked into the hospital.
Seeing Jiang Shuyue, the housekeeper was slightly startled, and then bowed respectfully.
He said straight to the point: "I am a servant of Mr. Du Zhong and Du's family. I wonder if the girl can come to see a doctor?"
Du Zhong, the Qing family of Dali Temple.
Jiang Shuyue pretended not to know and nodded slightly, "You can go to see a doctor, but the fee is slightly higher."
"No problem, as long as the girl is willing to go, the medical fee is not a problem." The woman said, taking the opportunity to look at Jiang Shuyue again.
Jiang Shuyue asked about his condition.
It turned out that Miss Du had a loss of appetite and refused to eat. Mrs. Du was anxious and sent the housekeeper to come and ask her to have a look.
Qiu Ju followed Jiang Shuyue into the Du family's carriage carrying the medicine box on her back.
After entering Du Mansion, I followed my mother-in-law to an exquisite courtyard.
After the maid under the porch reported it, a clear voice came from the room, "Please ask the female doctor to come in quickly."
Judging from the sound, he was full of energy and did not sound like a sick person.
Entering the room, Jiang Shuyue's eyes lit up.
The woman's brows are burning, her appearance is delicate and charming, and her smoky gauze makes her look elegant and noble.
She leaned lazily on the couch, her figure was weak, her neck was as slender and white as a swan, her wrists were like snow, and her whole person was indescribably gentle and gentle.
"Sister Jiang."
When the woman saw the person coming clearly, she suddenly sat upright.
The girl sitting on the small couch is none other than Du Yutong, who is engaged to Mr. Wei San.
Jiang Shuyue smiled lightly, "Miss Du is really right, my surname is Jiang."
Du Yutong: "..." It's so similar.
Du Yutong was three years younger than Jiang Shuyue. Seeing that Jiang Shuyue behaved generously and was not as coy as a boudoir girl, she hesitated when she looked at the beauty mark on her bright face, thinking what a coincidence that there were such similar people in the world.
"The girl seems to be in good spirits and doesn't seem to be sick."
"Shh!"
Du Yutong glanced at the door and made a silent gesture.
After making sure that there was only the maid in her room outside the door, she said, "Miss Jiang, can you write me a diagnosis prescription for a terminal illness?"
