Ning Jiayin wanted to make some more moisturizer and lip balm during her free time these days. After all, autumn is here, and the smell of Mid-Autumn Festival is getting stronger in the air.
When she had an idea, she took Chunni and Dingxiang to buy ingredients. Since Baicaotang belonged to King Jin, for the sake of safety, it was better to be cautious. Based on the principle of being close, Ning Jiayin chose to go to the West Market.
Although the West Market is not as busy as the city, it is still quite lively. Ning Jiayin went to the stalls first to take a look. Sanbian and Liu Jiang were busy. When he saw his young lady dressed in Tsing Yi, she grinned and continued working. Ning Jiayin just smiled and thought to herself: "It would be great if she could have a shop." There is a shop and there are people, and she wants to bring the old godmother from her previous life here, so it shouldn't be considered an infringement here.
She turned to Chuni and said, "When they go back today, go and send a message to them all to pay attention to see if there is a suitable shop."
After hearing what the lady said, Chuni asked: "Miss, are they all asking?"
"Yes, everyone asked, you have to have a shop. It's autumn soon. It's very cold when setting up a stall outside, but it's much better in a shop."
Chuni's heart warmed up after hearing this, the young lady was kind-hearted.
The master and the servant walked into a drugstore in Jishitang. The drugstore was not big but very clean. However, the painful moans coming from inside made it a bit creepy.
Ning Jiayin asked the medicine boy: "Brother, what happened to the people inside?"
The medicine boy was packing medicine. Hearing this, he sighed without looking up: "My stomach hurts."
Ning Jiayin was hesitating whether to go and take a look. Suddenly, a child's cry came closer and closer. The wailing cry was mixed with the anxious voice of a woman: "Doctor, doctor...! Following the sound, a man in his thirties rushed in. The woman shouted anxiously: "Doctor, doctor, look at this child quickly. What's wrong with this child?" "Following behind was a little woman with tears in her eyes. She looked to be less than twenty years old, and then a man in his thirties came in.
A thin old man about fifty years old walked out of the house quickly. The woman saw him and hurriedly greeted him: "Doctor Pan, look at why this child keeps crying?"
Ning Jiayin then saw a child in her arms, wrapped in a thick blanket.
Ning Jiayin frowned. How could he wrap himself up in such a thick blanket on such a day? Heat stroke can kill people.
The old man, Dr. Pan, calmed down at this time. Because the child was crying loudly, he also raised his voice: "What's going on?" While asking, he picked up the child's hand and began to diagnose the pulse.
I don’t know if the woman heard it or not. She kept looking at the child with her eyes and shaking her body in an attempt to make the child stop crying.
Doctor Pan waved his hand to signal her to sit down so that he could feel her pulse.
The little woman next to her didn't bother wiping her tears and stepped forward to reply: "The child has a slight fever. My mother-in-law said that it would be fine if he covered his face and sweated. However, the child kept crying and the fever did not go away."
Ning Jiayin's occupational disease recurred again. If she had been in modern times, she would have pulled off the blanket long ago. But this was in ancient times, and being simple and rough would not work. She walked towards the woman holding the child: "Hurry up and take off the blanket from the child." Come down, this will stifle him."
Probably the child's cry was too loud and the woman didn't hear it. Chuni raised her voice and said loudly: "Take off the child's blanket quickly, it will suffocate him."
Now the woman heard it, she turned her head and said viciously: "You're such a nosy person."
Ning Jiayin became more and more anxious when she saw that the woman did not listen to her advice and that the child was sweating profusely and crying with his eyes closed.
As she moved to get the child's blanket, she shouted to the doctor: "Doctor Pan, please ask her to take off the child's blanket. If she takes more time, the child will have problems."
Instead, the woman hugged the child tighter and her eyes became fiercer. The man next to her also stepped forward and grabbed Ning Jiayin. When Chuni saw the man grabbing her lady, how could she be willing? She grabbed the man's arm.
Seeing that the situation was getting chaotic, Ning Jiayin immediately let go. If this continued, his child would be hopeless, and he would have to rely on them and find someone to take the blame for his sorrow.
When Chunni saw her young lady let go, she also let go of the man's hand and glared at the man fiercely. Your young lady is the one you can touch.
Ning Jiayin went to the medicine cabinet and asked the medicine boy to find paper and pen to write a prescription for Huoxiang Zhengqi. She asked the medicine boy if he knew how to boil the medicine, so she asked the medicine boy to grab the medicine and take it to the backyard for others to boil it first. The medicine boy prepared a bowl of cold water with salt and waited for the opportunity to use these things. He silently prayed in his heart that he would be able to use them.
The child's cries were getting smaller and smaller, as if he might faint. It could be seen that Madam was very anxious, and so was Ning Jiayin.
When I looked up, I saw a straight and upright figure appearing at the door of the drugstore. His black hair was tied up high, his facial features were exquisite, and his whole body exuded dignity and pride. Who else could he be if he wasn't the King of Jin?
When King Jin saw that it was really Ning Jiayin, his eyes as deep as a cold pool showed a hint of warmth: "Why are you here?"
Ning Jiayin quickly explained the situation: "The original intention was to prepare some medicine, but now something unexpected happened."
"Accident?"
Seeing King Jin asking about Ning Jiayin, he quickly pointed to the opposite side: "The child has a fever, and the family wrapped him in a big blanket. He cried so much that his life may be in danger soon, and the family refused to take the blanket away."
When King Jin turned his head, he saw a doctor sitting there steadily, giving the child an injection. It could be seen that he was a dedicated doctor.
With a solemn look on her face, she could see the little woman next to her nervously holding her hands together and praying in her mouth.
Seeing that the doctor's face was getting worse and worse, the woman asked eagerly: "How is the doctor? Doctor, please think of a solution quickly."
The doctor shook his head: "I'll prescribe a medicine first and see the effect." Chunni handed the young lady's prescription to Dr. Pan: "Do you think this prescription is suitable?"
King Jin walked up to his wife with a look and said, "Take off the child's blanket!"
"Who are you, by the way..." When I looked up and saw a man in brocade clothes holding a sword in his hand, he swallowed the word "what" forcibly, and then slowly untied it in the other person's eyes as deep as cold stars. He took the child's blanket and slowly took it off, and the man next to him quickly took it.
After taking off the blanket, Ning Jiayin saw that the child was about eight or nine months old, white and fat, and his whole body looked like it had been fished out of water.
Ning Jiayin whispered to King Jin: "It may not be possible to save them." After all, many heat stroke patients were not treated every summer in the previous life. Now the medical conditions are so poor, she can't guarantee it.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything!"
Ning Jiayin felt relaxed instantly. With a big backer, she was no longer afraid.
The doctor surnamed Pan took the prescription and was no longer as steady as before. He stood up suddenly and almost turned over the ink in front of him, with a look of surprise on his face: "Brother, where did this prescription come from?"
