Su Ruotang stepped forward slowly and looked at the woman, "There is no worse situation than now, why not give it a try? A dead horse can be treated as a live doctor, and it can still have a glimmer of life."
The woman looked at her blankly and murmured, "Can you save Bao'er?"
Then, she knelt down with her child in her arms and said, "Miss, please save my child. I am willing to work as a cow or a horse to repay you."
The man glanced at the angry child in her arms and knelt down, "Miss, please give it a try."
Su Ruotang turned slightly to avoid the two kneeling down, and said calmly: "Get up first."
Then, she looked at Dr. Changfeng and said, "Doctor Changfeng, please use the medicine shop."
Changfeng took a deep look at her and nodded, "Miss, please come in."
The girl in front of her was wearing a plain white dress, with a graceful figure and a cool and stunning look.
The hoarse voice was inexplicably convincing.
The couple quickly placed the child on the couch in the medicine store.
Su Ruoxi took off her hat and placed it on the table beside her, and her green-white fingertips fell on the child's wrist.
At the same time, he opened his eyes and mouth and took a closer look.
Withdrawing her hand, Su Ruoxi wrote a prescription and handed it to the pharmacy apprentice, "Fry the medicine as soon as possible. Make sure there is no mistake in the dosage of the medicine."
As she spoke, she used her sleeves to cover herself and took out the silver needle from the medical space.
Qingwan looked at the silver needle that appeared in her hand, feeling a little confused.
The lady's dress was worn by her as a servant.
The lady didn't have any silver needles at that time, so why did she suddenly turn out to have several silver needles now?
Could it be that you got it from Shopkeeper Feng just now?
Seeing that his young lady was about to give someone an injection, Qingwan said hurriedly: "Miss..."
If you stick acupuncture on yourself at the wrong acupuncture point, are you sure you won't stab someone directly to death?
She didn't say the next words, but her eyes said everything.
Su Ruotang placed a needle directly on the child and coughed lightly, "I have a sense of propriety."
Her sleeves flew up, but in the blink of an eye, the acupuncture points on the child's chest were covered with silver needles.
After the last injection, Su Ruotang could no longer suppress the itch in her throat. She turned her head to cover her lips and kept coughing.
Qing Wan quickly supported her, and just as he was about to speak, an old hand held a porcelain cup and handed it to Su Ruotang.
"Miss, drink some water."
Su Ruotang coughed badly, took the porcelain cup and said intermittently: "Many... many thanks..."
Her peach blossom eyes, which were always moist, became misty due to coughing, and the ends of her eyes oozed a gorgeous rouge color from her white skin.
When he looks at people like this, he has a cool and bright aura.
Everyone around was immediately stunned.
Even Dr. Changfeng was stunned for a few breaths. After reacting, he looked away in embarrassment.
At this moment, the pharmacy apprentice came over with medicine.
"Miss, the medicine is ready."
Su Ruoxi took a sip of tea, barely suppressed the itching in her throat, and said hoarsely: "Give me the medicine, be careful not to touch the silver needle."
Seeing the medicine begin to take effect, Su Ruoxi quickly took out the silver needle.
As the silver needles were removed one by one, the bruises on the child's face gradually faded.
The couple was overjoyed.
The last silver needle was removed, and the unconscious child screamed in pain.
Then, he tilted his head and spit out "Wow".
"Bao'er!" The woman's face froze with joy and she exclaimed. She quickly turned the child over and patted his back to prevent him from choking on the vomit.
"Miss, what's going on?" The man turned to look at Su Ruotang.
Su Ruotang glanced at the woman approvingly: "For food poisoning, induce vomiting first. Most of the toxins can be vomited out, and then you can use medicine to nurse yourself back to health."
"But inducing vomiting is only suitable for the immediate period of poisoning."
Purple berry toxin is not difficult to cure, but the difficulty is that no doctor in ancient times knew how to induce vomiting.
Hearing Su Ruotang's words, Changfeng's eyes suddenly lit up.
Inducing vomiting... was actually a method they had never thought of.
In the past, when doctors treated patients with food poisoning, they always thought of detoxification and never thought of asking the poisoned person to vomit out the poisonous food.
After the child vomited, the bruises on his face completely faded and his face became pale.
Although he hasn't woken up yet, his breathing is obviously much harder.
Su Ruoxi took his pulse again: "You sent it in time. Most of the toxins have been spit out. I will give you two more prescriptions. Follow the prescriptions and take good care of him for a few days and he will be fine."
The woman carefully picked up the child: "Thank you, miss. We live in a village not far outside the city. Miss, if necessary, you can send someone to find us at any time."
The man also cupped his hands and said: "Miss saved Bao'er, which is equivalent to saving the lives of our whole family. Whatever the lady orders, Shang Cong will go through fire and water without hesitation!"
Su Ruotang's eyes fell on the middle finger of the man's right hand, looking at the thick calluses on it, and said thoughtfully: "Have you read the book?"
The woman's conversation and behavior were not like a village woman, and Shang Cong's elegant face was not like an Orion.
Hearing this, Shang Cong was stunned for a moment, looked at his wife, and nodded, "Well, I know a few words."
"Can you settle accounts?"
"meeting."
"Okay, come find me here tomorrow."
"Yes." Shang Cong agreed and left with his wife and children.
After Shang Cong and his wife left, the crowd burst into warm applause.
"Mom, is she a fairy?" came the innocent voice of a three or four year old girl.
"Well, she is a fairy, a fairy who saves people and saves the world."
"She is a beautiful person with a kind heart. It is incredible that she is so young and yet has such superb medical skills."
"If my mother had met her earlier, she might not have passed away."
Listening to the people's discussions, Su Ruotang lowered his eyes.
A fairy who saves people and saves the world...
In her previous life, more people called her the ghost doctor and witch.
Just because she saves people, it all depends on her mood.
Good people will save, and so will bad people.
The inn opposite Xinglin Drug Store.
"Mo Lalan, your wife is worth marrying!" Fu Beixian sat by the window and sighed with emotion, waving the folding fan.
Opposite him, Mo Rongyan's slender fingers were caressing the blue and white porcelain tea cup. The rising mist blurred his dignified and elegant face, making it impossible to see his emotions.
As if remembering something, Fu Beixian closed the folding fan suddenly, looked at Mo Ronyan, and asked word by word: "Can she cure the cold poison?"
Mo Rongyan paused while stroking the tea cup. His white fingers and the green tea cup merged into an indescribable picture.
He raised his eyes and looked out the window, his brows as pale as green hills, revealing an indifference and alienation that made it difficult to approach.
After a while, he slowly spoke, his voice cold and moist, "I don't know."
Fu Beixian pursed his lips and stared out the window.
For three years, he searched for famous doctors, but still could not find a way to cure the cold poison.
Could it be that his cousin, who was so talented and beautiful, could only die from the pain of cold poison...
Just when he was thinking a lot, Mo Ronyan stood up and walked out.
"Hey, where are you going?"
"Go home and sleep."
Fu Beixian: "..."
As expected of you, Mo Lalan, when your life is at stake, you still put sleep first.
This mentality has to be accepted.
Xinglin Pharmacy.
Changfeng looked at her with a complicated expression: "Miss, can you take a moment to speak?"
His wife passed away ten years ago. The young lady listened to Zhang's mother and daughter and broke off all contact with him.
He had little contact with the young lady, and he only met the young lady when he secretly followed Qingwan to the Prime Minister's Mansion to see her when she was seriously ill.
But in his impression, the young lady had thick bangs and wore a gray-black veil.
He only knew that the world said that the young lady was ugly, but now it seemed that the young lady was completely different from the rumors.
So much so that he didn't recognize the young lady immediately.
Su Ruotang nodded, supported his weak body with his lightly held hands, and walked towards the backyard with the strong wind.
Fortunately, the backyard was not far away. Su Ruotang was gently helped to sit down. She covered her lips and kept coughing, smiling secretly in her heart.
This body is really weak. If he takes a few more steps, he might faint.
Changfeng looked at her worriedly: "Miss, your body..."
Su Ruotang used his sleeve to cover up, took out a dried cephalosporin and swallowed it. After the coughing subsided, he whispered: "Uncle, are you willing to believe me?"
Hearing this long-lost uncle's voice, Changfeng's eyes heated up and he looked at her distressedly, "Miss, if it weren't for Madam back then, I would have starved to death on the street.
In the past ten years, I have maintained this pharmacy, hoping that one day, the lady can take over. "
Speaking of this, he smiled bitterly and said, "Unfortunately, I don't know how to run a business. The drug store is losing money day by day. I'm afraid it will close down soon."
Su Ruotang pressed his painful temples: "Xinglin Pharmacy will not close down."
Dongqi focuses on business, and she does not want her destiny to be controlled by the imperial power.
These shops left by the original owner's mother were the cornerstones for her to establish her own power.
Only those with sufficient economic power in their hands are qualified to negotiate terms with the imperial power and can control their own destiny in their own hands.
People are most afraid of death. From emperors to ordinary people, they are not willing to offend officials easily.
Especially doctors with superb medical skills.
And medical skills were her biggest trump card in the final negotiation with the imperial power.
The girl sitting on the chair has a slender body, as elegant as water, but makes people feel inexplicably reassured.
Changfeng hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but ask: "Miss, are you still refusing to accept the silver taels of medicinal materials sent by Tan Mansion?"
Su Ruotang was startled and asked in confusion: "The medicinal materials sent by Tan Mansion?"
"In the first few years after my wife passed away, Xinglin Pharmacy was able to treat many people with the help of medicinal materials and silver sent by Tanfu.
Later... Later, you and Tanfu had a falling out. Miss Su came to the drugstore and said that you asked her to bring me a message. She was not allowed to accept medicinal materials and silver from Tanfu in the future, otherwise you would close the drugstore. "
Su Ruotang pinched his eyebrows with a headache: "Keep it."
Using the silver medicinal materials from Tan Mansion to treat people can be regarded as doing a good deed for Tan Mansion.
She asked Mo Rongyan to borrow shopkeeper Feng instead of directly asking for help from Tan Mansion, because she did not want to drag Tan Mansion into these whirlpools.
After all, Tan Mansion has become a big tree now.
After leaving Xinglin Pharmacy, Su Ruotang's dizziness became more and more severe, and her breath was filled with hot breath.
"Miss, why don't we go back to the drug store and have a rest?" Qing Wan supported her, her face full of worry.
Su Ruotang's breath was filled with hot breath. She raised her hand and pressed her temples hard. Just when she was about to speak, a carriage stopped in front of her.
Shen Shi jumped off the carriage: "Miss Su Er, please get in the carriage."
Qingwan stopped in front of Su Ruotang warily: "Who are you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a wrist with excellent wrist bones lifted the curtain of the car.
Mo Ronyan was sitting in the carriage, looking pampered and dignified.
The light golden light penetrated through the opened car curtain, which perfectly made his bones look as warm and delicate as the finest mutton-fat white jade.
His eyebrows are clear and gentle, like an immortal who does not eat the fireworks of the world.
Qingwan's eyes widened and she stammered, "Third...the third prince..."
His eyes were like gurgling water, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his clear voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, "Miss Su Er."
Su Ruotang lowered his eyes and blessed his body obediently, "I have met the third prince."
Mo Ronyan is very similar to her.
Everyone wears a mask in front of them.
She is good at pretending to be well-behaved and harmless, while he is good at pretending to be gentle and harmless.
Mo Ronyan looked at her well-behaved appearance and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Miss Su Er, you really impress me."
Su Ruotang pulled the arm gently and said in a low voice: "I have something to discuss with the third prince, you go back first."
After saying this, she held onto the carriage and got into the carriage.
Inside the carriage, a light sandalwood incense was burning.
Su Ruotang leaned against the car wall, drowsy.
"Miss Su Er, how confident are you that you can get your mother's dowry back?" At this moment, Mo Ronyan suddenly spoke, his expression cold, no longer as warm and friendly as before.
Su Ruotang's groggy mind reacted for a moment, and then he said hoarsely: "Seven or eight points."
After saying that, she opened her eyes and looked at Mo Ronyan, and discussed: "Your Highness, you see, we both have a common enemy. The enemy of an enemy is a friend. It's not too much for friends to help each other, right?"
Mo Rongyan held a porcelain bottle with his fingertips and played with it. His thin lips smiled unchanged, and he was gentle and gentle. However, the words that overflowed made Su Ruotang want to silence him.
"Miss Su Er and I are not familiar with each other, so we can't be friends."
Su Ruotang's eyes widened: "You still marry me if we don't know each other?"
Mo Rongyan raised his eyes and said calmly: "Well, I won't live long anyway. With Miss Su Er as my companion, I won't be lonely on the road to hell."
Su Ruotang: "..."
If he met him on the road to hell, she would definitely kick him down the Guiwei River.
Taking a deep breath, Su Ruotang spoke as gently as possible, "Your Highness, you asked me to get in the car just to tell me that I need to be buried with you after you die, right?"
Mo Ronyan picked out a little ointment with his fingertips, and the faint scent of medicine mixed with incense filled the carriage.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the milky white ointment on his fingertips, "Miss Su Er, I can ask Shopkeeper Feng to help you, but I want to ask you for something."
"What?" Su Ruotang suddenly felt wary in his heart.
Mo Rongyan raised his eyes, looked at Su Ruotang, and said word by word: "A pill that can cure hundreds of poisons."
When Su Ruotang heard this, his pupils shrank slightly, "I don't have such a thing."
Antidote pills are extremely complex and precious pills to refine, and she only has two pills in her medical space.
But it can only detoxify most poisons, and difficult poisons like cold poison cannot be detoxified.
After finishing her words, she raised her voice and said, "Stop the car."
The carriage is still moving.
Su Ruotang's eyes darkened, and he raised the car curtain and prepared to jump out of the car, when Mo Rongyan's cold voice without any emotion came.
"The Tanfu tree attracts the wind, and the queen has set her sights on Tanfu."
