Transmigrated into a female county magistrate during a famine, leading her country to prosperity

As the sun was about to set, a sun shower began to fall from the sky.

Pedestrians could not avoid it and raised their sleeves to cover themselves, while vendors packed up their stalls in a panic.

The lantern vendor was in a panic and complained, "This is so weird! The sun hasn't even set yet and it's raining for no reason. How ridiculous!"

"absurd?"

A passerby stopped and waved his sleeves, saying, "Sun showers are a good omen, implying good things are going to happen. Just wait, the rain will stop soon."

The vendor waved his sleeves to chase him away, "It turns out that you didn't make the lantern, how can you not feel sorry for it!"

The pedestrian touched his nose and walked away in shame.

That's true. He didn't care and looked happy regardless of wind or rain. But if he were the hawker, how could he smile?

Shen Zheng stood at the door of the clinic, watching the raindrops fall to the ground and then evaporate quickly.

"Xiao Yuan, this place is not far from Yu's house. Go check around there first to see if there is an inn. The closer the better. If there is an inn that looks good, book two rooms for the old man and Qianzhi."

Xiao Yuan bowed and left respectfully.

In his opinion, the adults' action was just a kind gesture, and he didn't think much about it.

The rain gradually stopped, and a rainbow gradually appeared on the opposite side of the setting sun. It showed several colors and looked very beautiful.

"Hey! The rain has stopped!"

"Look over there! What's that over there!"

"Mother! Mother—the fairy is coming down to earth, come and see!"

The people who had just been rushing to take shelter from the rain flocked to the streets, looking up at the long rainbow.

"It's Fei Ni! Fei Ni! Our Liuyang Mansion must have been chosen by the immortals, and blessed with good fortune!"

As soon as these words were spoken, a large number of people knelt down in the street.

"Immortal, please bless my husband to return safely."

"Fairy, please bless my mother to recover from her serious illness and have good health..."

"Fairy, please bless me to make a fortune tonight, and fill my house with gold and silver!"

"Immortal..."

Shen Zheng turned and went into the house amid everyone's sincere wishes.

Feng Qianzhi was biting the tip of a pen and writing and drawing on the lower volume.

Shen Zheng saw that she was writing very attentively and thought that she knew a lot of words, but who would have thought when she took a closer look.

——What a bunch of earthworms and mantises, with very few words in between.

Feng Qianzhi felt Shen Zheng's breath approaching, her face turned red, and she subconsciously turned the booklet over and folded it on her knees.

Shen Zheng smiled and asked her, "How many characters can Qianzhi write?"

Feng Qianzhi picked at the torn knee fabric and said shyly, "I basically know the names of simple medicinal herbs. I learned them under the stick of my master. But if I want to write them down, it's still a little difficult..."

Shen Zheng nodded and asked her, "Do you want to learn to read and write? That way, if you want to be a doctor in the future, you can overcome the obstacles. Your master can also read and write, right?"

Feng Qianzhi looked at her and nodded blankly, "I want to learn."

Shen Zheng consciously took the first step of the revolution and touched her head, "Good girl, sister will teach you."

"cough--"

The old doctor next to him coughed lightly and said with a sidelong glance: "As a girl, if you really want to learn medicine, you can only become a female doctor and check the bodies of the women in the inner house. Otherwise, if you encounter a male patient, it will be very inconvenient. What will you do?"

Feng Qianzhi frowned. Her master had never said such words to her.

Shen Zheng frowned slightly and asked the old doctor:

"If you encounter a female patient, will you refuse to treat her?"

The old doctor shook his head and said, "I have never refused to see a patient. It's just that sometimes I can't see the patient's true condition, so I can only prescribe a general prescription and then improve it according to the patient's condition."

Feng Qianzhi also frowned and asked him:

"Wouldn't that delay the treatment and make the patient spend more money?"

The old doctor didn't notice anything unusual. "If you want to cure the disease, there is no other way. This is not a rule I set."

Shen Zheng lowered her head and thought.

This is a typical case of the limitations of the times, where each doctor has his own reasons. Some doctors follow this rule and are unwilling to see the patient more even if the patient is willing.

However, some patients are influenced by the times and are unwilling to have too much physical contact with doctors.

The old doctor in front of me has both.

Shen Zheng knew that arguing with him was meaningless. If she wanted to change his mindset, she had to do it. So she just said, "For a doctor, the patient is the most important thing."

On the contrary, Feng Qianzhi felt that it was unfair for the women and went up to pull the old doctor's beard.

"You old doctor, you have no medical ethics! Sometimes the patient's life is hanging by a thread, are you still concerned about whether it's a boy or a girl? It's a waste of time to open such a big clinic!"

"Eh eh eh——"

The old doctor was so frightened by her that he dodged back and almost sprained his waist.

"You are such a rude girl, I don't want to argue with you any more."

"I'm too lazy to talk to you, you pedantic!"

While the two were arguing, a light cough was heard from the small couch.

Feng Qianzhi immediately turned around and rushed over, gently shaking her master's arm and asked, "Master, are you awake?"

The person on the couch closed his eyes and did not answer. Instead, the old doctor's face turned red with shock and he almost choked.

"What! That medicine is actually an antidote?! Let me see, let me see!"

Feng Qianzhi protected the person behind him and said, "I won't let you see it!"

"Oh my - you little girl, you just argued for a few words, come on, let me see!"

The old man's eyes passed over the top of her head and saw that the person on the couch's complexion was gradually returning to normal and his chest was rising and falling strongly.

Shen Zheng and Fang Ziyan also surrounded them. The person on the couch slowly opened his eyes. When he saw so many people in front of him, confusion flashed in his eyes.

The first thing he asked Feng Qianzhi when he raised his hand was, "Have you memorized it?"

"Oh oh oh-"

Upon hearing this, Feng Qianzhi quickly glanced out the window, picked up the booklet, and wrote on it in his own unique language: At exactly 10:00 p.m., Master woke up an hour and a half after taking the medicine. He was relatively clear-headed, could recognize people, and could speak.

After she finished taking notes, she placed her fingers on her master's wrist and began to take his pulse.

After the examination, please note: a narrow pulse that is deep and slightly slow indicates insufficient Yang Qi and requires warming the Yang and strengthening the spleen.

The old doctor was confused as he watched from behind her, and asked curiously, "Little girl, are you taking the pulse?"

Feng Qianzhi said "hmm", and the old doctor asked again: "You can take the pulse? Then what do you remember? Can you let me try it?"

"No."

Feng Qianzhi put away the booklet and said, "We can't afford to pay for the pulse diagnosis. When Master gets better, I will check how much money I owe you. If I don't have enough, I will go to collect herbs and sell them to you, or I can help grind herbs and sweep the floor in the clinic. I will never let you suffer any loss."

Only then did the old doctor realize that the people in front of him were not from the same group.

He stroked his beard and said, "Just borrow the couch for you to lie down on. I won't charge you for the consultation, but you have to let me give... Is this your master? Take his pulse."

Feng Qianzhi looked at the person on the couch awkwardly, and only made way when he nodded.

Upon seeing this, the old doctor immediately squeezed over and anxiously touched the wrist of the person on the couch.