After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

"The young master has had a high fever since yesterday and it hasn't subsided. The palace has called in the imperial physician, but he said the young master is too weak to take any medicine."

"Doctor Fang is a disciple of the great doctor Zhou. I hope you will do me the honor of visiting my house."

Butler Jin looks to be in his fifties, a spirited old man, but he has good vision.

I don’t know whether it was the words “miracle doctor” or “talented disciple” that made Fang Nanzhi so happy.

In addition, she was already feeling guilty and suspected that she had implicated Jin Yunting, so she agreed immediately.

Fang Nanzhi picked up the medicine box and left. It was Uncle Yuan who drove the car today.

An Mei was injured and could not protect Fang Nanzhi, so he was replaced.

Butler Jin refused to get in the carriage and just sat on the shaft.

Fang Nanzhi felt it was inconvenient to talk like this, so he opened the car curtain, sat outside, and asked directly.

"What caused your young master's fever?"

"The imperial physician said it was some kind of throat infection."

Butler Jin smiled apologetically. The imperial physician's words were too professional for him to remember.

Fang Nanzhi understood that it was still the problem of inhaling too much smoke, but for an ordinary person it would just cause a sore throat and discomfort for a few days.

Jin Yunting was too weak, and any slight change in his posture affected his entire body, causing him to develop a high fever.

He has a sore throat and is weak, so the right medicine to use is very important.

Fang Nanzhi thought about it and asked directly: "Why did your young master enter the fire scene yesterday?"

Of course, Butler Jin knew about this. When the young master was brought back yesterday, the servant beside him was immediately called in for questioning by the head of the family.

The servant said that when the young master saw the teahouse on fire, he rushed in without caring and was almost injured by the assassin.

The secret guard showed up, and the young master took advantage of the opportunity to run in. He couldn't stop him, so he could only follow him.

After the young master went in, he kept calling Fang Nanzhi, but he didn't call for long because the smoke was too thick and the fire was raging, and the young master had difficulty breathing.

The servant was frightened and wanted to take the young master out, but a beam fell and he pushed the young master away and was crushed himself.

I don't know how the young master fell into a coma.

In other words, Jin Yunting really went there to save Fang Nanzhi.

Butler Jin didn't know what kind of relationship there was between Doctor Fang and his young master, but he knew that the young master was not the kind of person who would disregard his health and put himself in danger out of passion.

With the young master's health, if he was always willing to help others and stand up for justice, he would probably be dead long ago.

Butler Jin tried to be as tactful as possible so as not to be misunderstood as seeking revenge or something like that.

Of course Fang Nanzhi understood, and at this moment, she felt really guilty.

I didn’t like Jin Yunting very much before, but now I admire him a little more.

How many people in this world can take promises so seriously?

When they arrived at the Jin Mansion, the housekeeper led the way and they entered Jin Yunting's yard without any obstruction.

There were many people sitting or standing in the yard, all of them with frowns and worried looks. There was also a beautiful woman who was crying quietly, wiping her tears with a handkerchief from time to time.

Fang Nanzhi recognized the two people and was about to bow when the head of the Jin family asked her to go see Yun Ting first.

Fang Nanzhi didn't bother to be polite and went into the house carrying the medicine box.

She knew the imperial physician guarding the room, Imperial Physician Wei, an experienced and experienced old imperial physician.

He raised his hand and signaled Fang Nanzhi to take his pulse first.

Fang Nanzhi took out the pulse pillow, quickly got into the state, and listened to the pulse for a while.

She washed her hands again and lifted Jin Yunting's eyelids to take a look.

The maids in the room were shocked. This young lady was too bold.

After the examination, she and Doctor Wei went to discuss the matter.

"The patient has a high fever and won't go away. Miss Fang, could you give him acupuncture?"

Doctor Wei knew that the little girl responded well to acupuncture.

Fang Nanzhi shook his head: "Acupuncture takes too long to work. I see he has a high fever and is barely conscious. I'd better give him some medicine."

She was afraid that if the fever lasted too long, Jin Yunting's brain would be damaged.

"But his throat..."

"My master taught me how to use two kinds of medicine plasters. One is applied to the forehead to reduce fever, and the other is applied to the throat to reduce swelling and relieve pain." Fang Nanzhi already had a plan in mind.

Doctor Wei was surprised, and thought that Mr. Zhou resigned from his official position and returned to his hometown to enjoy a peaceful life and teach his disciples.

I didn’t expect that medical skills are still improving and people are starting to think about using plasters?

"Oh? How long does it take for the effect to take effect?"

"I'm not sure about the fever-reducing patch, but the swelling-reducing and pain-relieving patch should work pretty quickly."

Once the swelling subsided, Jin Yunting was able to swallow the medicine.

Doctor Wei did not doubt it and immediately wrote a prescription for reducing fever and showed it to Fang Nanzhi.

This is the custom. When two people treat a disease together, you always have to let people know your treatment methods.

After reading it, Fang Nanzhi memorized it silently. She thought this prescription was particularly good and was no worse than the one her master treasured in his medical collection.

The Imperial Medical Service is indeed full of hidden talents, and President Zhou was right to ask her to be humble.

Anyway, Fang Nanzhi felt that in terms of medical skills and strength, she could not compare with Doctor Wei.

But her advantage is that she has many ways to treat diseases.

Because she not only learned from Mr. Zhou, but also from systematic medical books, and discussed with Mr. Zhou when she didn't understand.

The two worked together, Fang Nanzhi applied the plaster, and Doctor Wei personally prepared and boiled the medicine.

When he brought the medicine, I checked and found that the swelling-reducing and pain-relieving patch had indeed taken effect.

He was amazed in his heart, but did not show it on his face, and personally fed the medicine to Jin Yunting.

After the medicine was taken, it didn't take long for Jin Yunting's fever to subside. I don't know if it was because of the effectiveness of the medicine or the effect of combining it with the fever-reducing patch, but it did.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly relaxed.

Fang Nanzhi and Doctor Wei finally let go of their worries. They both sighed and looked at each other. Then, the two of them, one big and one small, smiled.

"Doctor Fang's plasters are truly exquisite."

"It's not as good as your ability to prescribe medicine, Doctor Wei."

The two of them praised each other and said together: "Next time, let's come to the Imperial Hospital to exchange ideas?"

Hey.

The two doctors' eyebrows moved and they were very happy.

In fact, the imperial physicians in the Imperial Medical Bureau were very conservative in the past and only taught medical skills to their own sons and nephews.

But after a medical exchange meeting held by Fang Nanzhi, Doctor Xing and others felt that the previous wave was about to be washed onto the beach.

Doctor Xing is so cunning that he specially looked for someone in the Imperial Hospital who used to have a good relationship with Mr. Zhou.

Let him visit Zhou's house and ask some questions under the pretext of visiting an old friend.

How did he teach his apprentice? How come he is so much better than theirs?

It is possible that Mr. Zhou is unaware of the Imperial Hospital's intrigues, but he is old and open-minded, and he may be influenced by his young apprentice.

My young apprentice always said that raising the status of doctors is not something that can be done by one person alone.

A scholar can govern a country not only because he is knowledgeable and wise, but also because there are many scholars in the world. Although they may fight with each other, they are united in external affairs and jointly safeguard the interests of the scholars.

Fang Nanzhi always grumbled that once there were as many doctors as scholars, the status of medicine might be different.

So Mr. Zhou pretended not to know the truth and told the truth to his old friend.

The apprentice is good. Firstly, she is very talented and learns things quickly. Secondly, Fang Nanzhi dares to ask questions and communicate. She can learn the medical skills of several doctors in Jishiditang in Huainan Prefecture.

You know, even the owner of Jishidiang can't do it.

Doctor Xing was young, confident, and willing to listen to advice. Later, he took the imperial examination and taught not only his own apprentices but also other people's apprentices. It didn't take long for him to find that his apprentices were indeed making faster progress than before.