It is said that Rong Fei has been busy investigating cases in recent days, leaving early in the morning and coming back late or even staying out all night. Yu Qingzhi in the yard next door is addicted to Tai Chi and can't help himself. Ji Rou'er is really bored by herself.
It has been a while since I came to Kyoto, but I only took a quick look at the sights on the first day, so I wanted to go out for a walk and see the bustling scene of Dayan Kyoto.
Xuanwu Hutong is heavily guarded and there are few people around. After exiting Xuanwu Hutong, passing through two narrow alleys, and arriving on a long street running north to south, the atmosphere suddenly changed.
In the book, people crowded around and sweating profusely were used to describe the lively and prosperous scene. However, when Ji Rouer came to the long street, she had a deeper understanding of these two words.
The clothes worn by people in Kyoto are bolder and more colorful than those in remote Fencheng. There are rows of shops at both ends of the long street, and the sounds of shouting and hawking can be heard one after another. The types of goods sold in shops and stalls are even richer, and most of them are things Ji Rouer has never seen or heard of.
This time without Yu Qingzhi accompanying her, Ji Rouer felt less restrained and walked through the crowd like a curious baby, looking around to see how happy she was. I was happily looking around when I saw a large group of people crowded in front of me, and there were quarrels and shouts coming from the crowd.
"Gungun, please don't affect my family's business."
"I beg you, I kneel down and kowtow to you. Please have mercy and save my mother-in-law. There are two nursing babies at home. They cannot live without their mothers. Sir, please have mercy!"
"What we are doing here is a business. It is natural to collect money to treat diseases. You poor guy can't give out the money to save your own mother-in-law, but instead you throw away the money and say that I will not save you even if you die. There is no such truth in the world. If a person If people are as rogue as you, how can I continue to work in this medical clinic?"
"Your Majesty, my mother-in-law has been treated by you for a month. Not to mention money, she even gave you my house. I have already lost everything. You can't just ignore her."
The noise didn't last long before it died down, and the crowd watching the excitement gradually dispersed.
Ji Rouer walked forward curiously and saw a man in his forties kneeling in front of a medical clinic called Qiancaotang and kowtowing. There was also a sallow-faced man lying on the ground beside the man. , A woman whose energy is like a gossamer.
Standing in front of the door of the medical center was a strong man with a strong back and bare chest, looking eagerly at the man who kowtowed. Pedestrians passing by looked at the man with either sympathy or gloating, and so on.
Although Ji Rouer only heard a few words from the outside of the crowd just now, she also understood the general outline of the matter.
It's just that the man's wife was seriously ill and spent all his money but still couldn't be cured. The man was worried that his wife would die, so he prayed to the medical center for free treatment.
Even though this couple is pitiful, the medical center is not wrong. A medical clinic is also a business, and it also needs to make money to feed and support the family.
Ji Rou'er was moved by the man's sobbing and banging kowtow, so she walked to the man's side and spoke softly.
"This eldest brother, please don't be sad. The little girl has studied medicine for several years. If the eldest brother trusts me, can I let the little girl check my sister-in-law's condition?"
"Ah...girl, are you...ok?"
When the man heard this, he turned to look at Ji Rouer, with a look of surprise and suspicion on his face.
The strong man guarding the door of the medical center sneered and glanced at Ji Rouer disdainfully.
"Brother, is there any other way?"
Ji Rouer asked with a smile.
The man was startled. If he had any other way, he wouldn't be so humble and embarrassed here.
If you can't afford the money now, you will definitely not be able to enter the gate of Qiancaotang. In this case, it's better to try your luck and let this girl take a look. Anyway, it's just a look, and it's not bad.
The man suddenly understood and quickly stood up and bowed to Ji Rouer.
"Then...it's my fault, girl."
With the man's permission, Ji Rou'er moved to the woman lying on the ground and squatted down. She brushed away the messy hair that covered the woman's face and carefully observed her complexion and tongue coating. At the same time, she asked the man about his wife. What are the symptoms, what diagnosis did the doctor at Qiancaotang make, what medicinal decoctions were taken, etc.
"I...I don't understand either. My mother-in-law drinks whatever the doctor catches her. She also said it's tuberculosis and she has to take medicine every day to survive, otherwise she will...just..."
The man said and sobbed again.
Hearing the man mention the word tuberculosis, Ji Rouer's face became extremely ugly, but she didn't have an attack immediately. She grabbed the woman's wrist and started to feel her pulse.
After taking the pulse, Ji Rouer already had a plan in her mind. She took out the needle bag she carried with her from her arms, picked out one and pierced the woman's chest and abdomen.
"Hey, hey, hey... Girl, you only talked about seeing a doctor, but you didn't talk about giving acupuncture."
The man became a little anxious when he saw this, and hurriedly tried to stop him.
At this time, the surrounding pedestrians also noticed this, and immediately a circle of people gathered around, pointing and talking.
Ji Rouer's hands were quick, and the silver needle had already penetrated into the woman's body when the man spoke.
The man suddenly became angry and pushed Ji Rouer down.
"Cough cough... cough cough..."
At this time, the woman who was originally out of breath and had fallen into a coma suddenly started coughing continuously, and the cough became more and more severe. She actually used her arms to prop up her body and sat up to continue coughing.
The man ignored Ji Rouer and hurriedly patted his wife on the back.
"Cough cough... cough cough... vomit..."
The woman coughed more and more violently, until she vomited out a large mouthful of yellow, green and red phlegm.
After coughing up thick phlegm, the woman made a sound of relief and opened her eyes that had been closed.
"Hey! I'm awake."
A passerby said in surprise.
Upon hearing this, the man quickly turned to his wife, and sure enough he saw that his wife had woken up, looking around with somewhat dazed eyes, and murmured a question.
"Where is this place and why are people looking at me?"
"How does it feel? It feels better."
The man didn't care to answer his wife and asked about her condition urgently.
"My body feels much lighter, my breathing becomes easier, and my mind is no longer confused."
The woman let out a deep breath, her face became visibly rosy, and she answered clearly.
"God bless! God bless!"
The man knelt down with his hands clasped and kowtowed to thank God.
"You are such an ignorant man. It was obviously that little girl who rescued you, my wife. Why don't you thank others? Instead, you thank God. I have never seen God prescribe medicine or give injections to your wife before."
"If we don't say that pitiful people must be hateful, these ignorant people deserve to die."
The crowd of onlookers couldn't stand the man's behavior, and they all criticized and sarcastically said.
The man then came back to his senses and remembered that he had just pushed the little girl down in a hurry. His face turned red with embarrassment and he quickly turned around to help Ji Rouer.
Ji Rou'er had already stood up on her own, avoiding the man's hands that were reaching out to help her. She went to the woman's side to check her physical signs, and asked how she felt now and where she felt uncomfortable. After a few questions, she didn't care. Take a look at your palms, which are sore from the gravel on the ground.
Fortunately, the skin was not broken and the pain gradually subsided. Ji Rouer dusted off the dust on her skirt and then asked the man.
"Sister-in-law, has she ever had a febrile disease?"
"Yes, I had a febrile illness a month ago, and my whole body burned red, and I almost died from the burn. Later, the woman next door told me to wrap myself in a quilt to cover the sweat, and I survived. But within a few days, I got sick again. Why is our family so miserable now that we have this even more fatal tuberculosis disease?"
The man felt ashamed to face Ji Rou'er, lowered his head and kept silent, but the woman, who was feeling much better, replied.
"That's it. Sister-in-law, there is no need to worry. You don't have tuberculosis at all. It's just that you didn't handle it properly when you had a febrile illness before. The Yang fire accumulated in the lungs and the qi orifices were blocked by phlegm, which led to coma. You will have a febrile illness next time. Don't force yourself to cover your sweat again. You are lucky this time, otherwise you will really die."
Ji Rouer said with seriousness and sincerity.
"Sister, am I cured of this disease?"
the woman asked with a beaming face.
"It can't be that easy. I just used acupuncture to clear the Qi orifices, but the Yang fire accumulated in the lungs has not dissipated. I will give you a prescription. You can go back and take the medicine according to the prescription. You will be cured in three to five days."
After that, Ji Rouer dictated the prescription to the woman.
"This...how do you remember the names of these many medicines?"
Women are in trouble.
"Get out of the way, I have a pen and paper here, girl, you can write it down."
An old Taoist priest who was setting up a fortune-telling stall on the street squeezed through the crowd and invited Ji Rouer to write prescriptions at his stall.
Ji Rouer bowed to the old Taoist Yingying to express her gratitude, then went to the stall to write down the prescription and gave it to the woman, along with some instructions.
The woman was now able to stand up on her own and walk slowly. She learned from the crowd of onlookers what her man had done before. She was so angry that she almost fainted again and pointed at the man and cursed.
"You're a piece of shit who's been stabbed a thousand times. The girl was kind enough to save me, but instead of thanking me, you pushed her around so hard."
After scolding him, he grabbed the man's ear and pulled it in front of Ji Rou'er, asking him to kneel down and kowtow to apologize.
The man didn't hesitate. Without saying anything, he knelt down and kowtowed.
Ji Rouer quickly stepped aside to avoid it.
"Sister..."
The woman held Ji Rouer's hand, her face full of guilt, but she hesitated to speak.
"Sister-in-law, don't mind. I told you I'm just helping and don't charge any fees."
The considerate Ji Rouer guessed the woman's thoughts and spoke to comfort her.
After thanking her profusely, the woman took the prescription and left by pulling her husband's ear.
Ji Rouer looked at the backs of the two and smiled slightly, and when she was about to leave, a little beggar suddenly rushed out from the crowd.
The little beggar rushed to Ji Rou'er without saying a word. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
Ji Rouer didn't care about the little beggar's dirty body and asked softly on his shoulder.
"Do you also want to see a doctor?"
"Abba, Ababa, Abba..."
The little beggar nodded repeatedly, making strange and meaningless noises from his mouth, and gestured at Ji Rouer with both hands.
Only then did Ji Rouer see that the little beggar had only half of his tongue left in his mouth. He turned out to be mute.
When she was practicing medicine in Fencheng, Ji Rouer had come into contact with deaf-mute people and knew some simple sign language. She used sign language to ask the little beggar whether he wanted to see a doctor himself or to treat others.
When the little beggar saw that Ji Rouer could actually sign language, he burst into tears of joy and couldn't stop his tears.
While crying, she answered in sign language that her sister had been stung by a scorpion. Then she stood up and jumped outside the crowd waving, shouting "Abba, Abba, Ababa."
There was a commotion in the crowd, and they soon made way for a passage, and saw another little beggar running over carrying a little girl with a bumpy head and messy hair.
Ji Rouer's eyes instantly became a little dazed.
