The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 815: He’s not very good

Zi An's first sentence when she woke up was to ask, "Where's the seventh?"

Qin Zhou said quickly: "Don't worry, he is not dead."

Zi An let out a long sigh of relief.

"Although he didn't die, he didn't live well, and he hasn't woken up yet." A Jing said honestly.

Zi An had just put down her heart and lifted it up again, her eyes rolled and she almost fainted.

Qin Zhou angrily scolded: "What nonsense? Please go down and prescribe the medicine, and you will make the medicine yourself."

A Jing was so wronged, but he didn't dare to disobey Qin Zhou's order, so he led Wu Yanzu down.

Out of the door, Wu Yanzu asked, "Master Fang Cai said how much is the reward?"

"If the madam gets better, I will reward you with 12 or 80 taels. If you still heal the master, I will double the amount."

Wu Yanzu was overjoyed, "Really?"

Twelve eight taels, how many diseases he has to see, the officials of the official family are generous.

With money as encouragement, Wu Yanzu focused on Murong Jie's injury after prescribing medicine for Zian, but asked for more money. It's no wonder Wu Yanzu, now, the money of a big maid with a face is only seven or eight coins. He walks the streets and alleys, treating people's illnesses, curing a disease, not counting the cost of medicine, it is only about fifty cents , it would be generous to give fifty cents. If you are stingy or poor, give two.

Ten pennies are enough to buy ten buns.

The barefoot doctor is different from the doctor who runs a medical clinic. The income is meager, and it is not as good as one-tenth of other people's.

Therefore, if the poor people get sick, they don't have the money to go to the doctor.

A barefoot doctor who has just entered the profession may not necessarily have superb medical skills, but he has more clinical experience than a sitting doctor, and to a certain extent, his medical skills are even better than a sitting doctor.

Although Zi An woke up, she was still in a bad mood. Qin Zhou didn't talk nonsense, he just explained things to her.

Saw her on the official road and rescued her. Then A Jing took people to the Dragon King Temple, and went to the Dragon King Temple. Except for the Murong Jie brothers, the rest of the people were burned to death.

After King Nan Huai brought it back, he asked the doctor to treat him, but he didn't die, but he woke up. Now he is also offering the soup and medicine, and he is locked in prison.

As for Murong Jie, he hasn't woken up yet, and the doctors like a revolving lantern all say that he can't be cured, but this doctor Wu Yanzu's bare feet said he is somewhat sure.

Actually, Wu Yanzu didn't say that he was certain, but Qin Zhou deliberately said so in order to reassure Zi'an.

Zi An listened to Qin Zhou's words and said that he wanted to see Murong Jie.

Qin Zhou persuaded him, "Your injury is very serious and you can't move for the time being. What can you do if you see him?"

Zi An anxiously said, "Don't forget that I am also a doctor."

Qin Zhou thought about it too, and said: "You lie down first, I will ask someone to prepare, and carry you over."

The prefect heard that Zi'an had woken up, and felt a little relieved. At least the female thief would no longer force him to find a doctor.

He counted with his fingers crossed that the people from the Zhaozhou Guard Camp were almost here.

Since the rescue soldiers were sent out, he has become a little tougher with Qin Zhou.

However, he also secretly suspected that these thieves just hijacked the yamen, but did not go out to burn, kill and loot.

However, hijacking the yamen is a heinous crime, and it is a traitor to the court.

Qin Zhou instructed him to prepare his shoulders. Although he was a little tougher, he didn't dare to disobey Qin Zhou's words.

The two of them carried Zi'an over, but it was only a few steps, but Zi'an couldn't walk, even if he went out the door, he couldn't walk, so he had to carry him over.

Qin Zhou took the lead in the room and lifted the curtain to let Zi An come in.

Zi An saw Murong Jie on the bed at a glance, and she was lethargic. Before she got close, she felt a breath of decadence dissipate.

She is a military doctor, and most of the people she has dealt with in the past are injured people. Over time, she has developed a keen intuition, which is felt by severely injured patients.

Qin Zhou helped the child down, she sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at Murong Jie's pale face, which was so pale that there was no blood at all. The stubble had grown out, and it covered the chin and the upper part of the lips, which was indescribable haggard and vicissitudes .

He was breathing very weakly, and Zian held his pulse, which was also very weak, almost inaudible.

His injury is serious.

Then Wu Yanzu was also present, thinking that Zi'an was here to see him, but he did not expect to diagnose his pulse, so he asked, "Madam, do you also know medical skills?"

"Yeah!" Zian looked up at him and nodded, "You are the doctor who saved me, right? I haven't thanked you yet."

"No thanks, doctor, it's my duty." Wu Yanzu said shyly, this lady is too polite, she doesn't have the indifference and arrogance of an official lady at all.

Zi An untied Murong Jie's clothes, looked at his wound, saw the sword wound on his chest, she couldn't help taking a breath, and tears fell directly.

"Do you have a needle?" she asked Wu Yanzu.

Just now I heard Qin Zhou say that this doctor knows acupuncture and moxibustion, so he must be carrying an acupuncture bag with him.

"Yes, you will?" Wu Yanzu asked.

"I know a little bit!"

Wu Yanzu took out the needle package and hesitated for a while, "It's just that this master's injury is very serious, so it's not easy to give the needle casually. You can use it at your discretion."

Qin Zhou took his needle bag and handed it to Zian, and asked Murong Jie's injury, "How is it?"

Seeing that Zi'an was uncomfortable, she felt uncomfortable, hoping that Murong Jie would be fine.

Take out the handkerchief and wipe away the tears for Zian.

Zian lowered his head, hiding the pain in his eyes, "I'll give him acupuncture first, and then prescribe medicine."

Wu Yanzu was slightly surprised, she really knew acupuncture?

Seeing that Zi'an is more skilled in acupoint selection and acupuncture than himself, he is a little worried, afraid that he will not be able to earn the doctor's consultation fee.

After applying acupuncture to stimulate the acupoints, Zian prescribed a prescription and handed it to Qin Zhou, "Help me get someone to pick up the medicine, two sets a day, and this prescription will be taken for three days."

"Okay!" Qin Zhou took it and handed it to the prefect, "Do you hear what you did?"

The prefect took over the prescription with a sullen look on his face. He was an official of the imperial court, but he was pointed at him like a slave.

He wanted to refute a few words, but seeing that Qin Zhou's eyes were cold, he had to bow his head and go out.

As soon as I went out, I saw the yamen rushing over, "Sir!"

The prefect swept over coldly, "What's the matter?"

"The people from Zhaozhou are here." The yamen said in a low voice.

The prefect looked ecstatic, "Really?"

"It's true, I've already arrived in Qingzhou, and now I'm coming to the yamen." The yamen said.

The prefect slammed the prescription on the ground, "Okay, it's just right, watching how arrogant the bandits are!"

He raised his hand, "Let's go, go meet me."

Zi An was sitting beside Murong Jie's bed, and she didn't want to go back.

Qin Zhou worriedly said: "You are also a wounded person, how can you sit here? Go back and rest."

Zian's nose was blocked badly, and his nasal voice was heavy: "I can't make up my mind when I go back, why don't I stay with him here, Qin Zhou, I'm fine, I know my body by myself."

Qin Zhou knew that their husband and wife were deeply in love, and even if he asked her to go back, he would be worried, so he might as well ask her to stay here.

After thinking about it, she said: "Well, I will ask someone to put an extra bed in the room, and you can stay in this room as well."

"Thank you!" Zi An said gratefully. Qin Zhou stood up, "Don't say these polite words in the future."