Dingbei Hou's doctor brother

In the medicine decoction room, Lin Yi soaked and boiled the herbs, waving a cattail leaf fan quickly, and the flames shot up quickly.

Soon, boiling steam gushed out from the gap in the medicine jar.

Taking advantage of the break in decocting the medicine, he went to the small kitchen next door to steal some snacks.

As soon as he stepped through the door, a man came out quickly and bumped into his shoulder.

There is an unwritten rule in the Imperial Hospital, or you could say a habit: just before leaving for work, some people would quietly sneak into the small kitchen to get something to eat.

Lin Yi thought it was another person who came to steal food like him, and subconsciously pulled the person back.

In a flash, a deathly pale face, slightly lighter than a ghost face, appeared before his eyes. He was so startled that he immediately exclaimed "Hey" and asked the person with the tilted head and side profile.

"Who are you? What are you doing here so stealthily?"

The man was wearing official uniform and kept twisting his face without saying a word. Lin Yi immediately became alert.

"You little thief, you sneaked into the Imperial Hospital and poisoned us, you want to put the blame on us, right? Come on, go to the Imperial Prison and confess the truth."

When the man heard that he was going to be imprisoned, he immediately panicked and said hurriedly, "Master Lin, it's me, Lu Ziqing."

"Lu Ziqing?" Lin Yi turned around and took a closer look. "You...really, what's that on your face?"

He quickly scraped his fingers across the white face, twisted it gently and smelled it.

It doesn't look like rouge or powder, but more like... flour.

"Why are you putting flour on your face?"

"me……"

Lu Ziqing turned his face away and hesitated, and Lin Yi approached him with a complicated expression.

"Could it be... Is this some special fetish of yours?"

Lu Ziqing sighed lightly and said unnaturally: "I went out to deliver medicine and accidentally bumped into the door frame and fell down. I couldn't face people, so..."

Originally, he wanted to use flour to imitate women applying rouge, just to cover up the appearance naturally, but he didn't expect to apply too much and end up looking like a ghost.

Lin Yi said "Oh", and seeing that his half-dead appearance was very funny, he said with a smile: "Then you should use some ice, what's the point of applying flour?"

"Isn't it gone?" Lu Ziqing said awkwardly, "Master Lin, please stop laughing. I still have to hurry to do things."

work?

Lin Yi's smile fell as he turned around and went to the cooking room, with Lu Ziqing following behind him.

Sure enough, the medicine spilled out and put out the fire.

Lin Yi closed his eyes, slapped his forehead, and said with a scratching mouth: "It's over again."

The word "again" expresses both regret and annoyance.

Because he had been studying this prescription for a long time, but either the combination of medicines was inappropriate or he was delayed by other things, and when he finally had time to cook it, it was still a mess.

Seeing him cleaning up the mess in an anxious manner, Lu Ziqing approached him and asked.

"Master Lin, what's wrong? Can I help you?"

Lin Yi was depressed and said without thinking: "Alas, you..."

The word "itinerant doctor" almost came out of his mouth. He looked over and sighed.

"Actually, it's my fiancée. She was once ill, and after she recovered, her appearance was no longer the same. She was depressed all day long, so I wanted to research a beauty recipe, but the results weren't very good, and I couldn't figure out what went wrong."

The Imperial Medical Service is divided into thirteen departments, including general medicine, minor medicine, gynecology, acupuncture, etc. It is not an ordinary person to be able to pass the entrance examination to the Imperial Medical Service.

Lin Yi specializes in general and minor prescriptions, but has little knowledge of gynecology, so his research and development of prescriptions is not satisfactory.

"Lord Lin's kindness and wisdom are truly admirable. I wonder if you could lend me the recipe?" Lu Ziqing said.

Lin Yi took out the prescription from his arms and handed it to him, then put away the medicine jars.

Lu Ziqing spread out the paper and pondered it with his lips moving slightly.

"Master Lin's prescription is generally fine, but it's too tonic. It's very effective for people with both Qi and blood deficiency and a heavy cold. However, if you have excessive dampness and heat in your body, and it's summer now, using this prescription will only have the opposite effect."

Summer? Hot?

Lin Yi's hand suddenly stopped, and his mind seemed to have opened up.

Previously, I was only concerned about how to prepare medicine, and my mind was focused on the functions of the medicinal materials, but I ignored the season and the physical condition of the person using the medicine.

I was so impatient and hot-headed that I ruined a prescription.

He looked up at Lu Ziqing and asked, "Do you understand women's methods? Then tell me how to adjust it?"

Lu Ziqing said: "You can remove the ginseng, rehmannia root, and cinnamon at the end, add white peony root, and finally add licorice to adjust the medicinal properties, and take them at intervals."

He thought for a moment, "For women, it would be better to take it after menstruation, just in time to replenish the blood loss."

Lin Yi took the prescription and considered it with some doubt.

Folk doctors are not trained in formal medicine, and their medical practice and medication are often disorganized. They also like to use strong drugs and prefer small prescriptions.

He didn't expect that this person could actually understand his prescriptions, and the corrections he made were all based on standardized combinations, without any mistakes, and were just the right amount of succinct.

With such judgment ability in prescribing and prescribing medicine, if he didn't know him, he would almost think that this person was graduated from a regular institution.

Lin Yi looked at Lu Ziqing and asked, "Is it that simple?"

Lu Ziqing nodded and said, "However, this prescription should be used with caution by those with Yin deficiency and excessive fire. I don't know what the constitution of Lord Lin's fiancée is, so I should adjust the prescription accordingly."

Lin Yi lowered his eyes and thought, "Well, write a few more prescriptions according to your ideas, and I will use them at my discretion."

As soon as Lu Ziqing stepped into the office, he was met with inquiring gazes from several imperial doctors. The next moment, their expressions changed to "I see", and they walked past him with a hint of ridicule.

Lu Ziqing took a deep breath, walked to the table and sat down as if nothing had happened. He was about to write when he saw Judge Gou walking towards him with a sullen face.

This man usually looks serious. In Su Chengfeng's words, it's as if everyone owes him money.

It must be bad news coming at this time. His heart skipped a beat. "Could it be because the medicine delivery was delayed?"

"Lu Ziqing."

Lu Ziqing immediately stood up and asked, "What is the matter, Your Excellency?"

Judge Gou said coldly, "I hope you will always be cautious in handling official duties and not be half-hearted. Don't think you can be lazy just because you have a minister's recommendation. If something goes wrong, not only will you lose your head, but others will also be implicated."

Lu Ziqing wanted to explain the delay in delivering the medicine, but he started talking about something else.

"My Lord...what do you mean?"

"I'm just reminding you that since you've joined the Imperial Hospital, you need to be conscientious and responsible in your official duties, so as not to damage the reputation of the Marquis of Dingbei."

After he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and walked out of the office.

Lu Ziqing looked at the figure from behind and murmured, "Liver depression and qi stagnation, kidney deficiency, it's obviously menopausal symptoms."

Writing prescriptions and prescribing medicines is a daily routine for him.

When I followed my master to see patients in the past, he would see the patients, prescribe the medicine, and my senior sister would dispense the medicine. The three of us had a good understanding of each other.

A few moments.

A faint shadow covered the table. Lu Ziqing looked up and saw a young imperial physician standing in front of the table. He quickly stood up to show respect.

"Master Chi."

Chi Musheng is of similar height to Lu Ziqing, but a few years older. He is also a handsome man with delicate features and a refined demeanor.

He smiled and tilted his head to look at the prescriptions on the table.

"I originally thought you were only familiar with the major and minor meridians, as well as acupuncture and moxibustion for treating typhoid fever. I didn't expect you also knew about women's prescriptions? I haven't seen a medical student as knowledgeable in so many disciplines as you in a long time."

"Mr. Chi, thank you for your kind words." Lu Ziqing said.

"Who is this for?"

"It was written for Master Lin."

"Oh?" Chi Musheng smiled, "Is that his fiancée?"

"Ah?" Lu Ziqing was slightly stunned and asked, "Master Chi also knows?"

Chi Musheng restrained his smile and coughed lightly, "I've heard a little bit about it, if there's nothing more to say, you can write it down."

Immediately, he walked towards the door, but stopped after a few steps and walked back.

"Uh... well, when you're working in the palace, you have to be more careful about everything. Diligence is good, but don't be too honest. It's easy to suffer losses. Also..."

Chi Musheng casually placed a small green bottle on the table.

"There's no ice left in the kitchen. Use this to wipe the fingerprints on your face, and they'll disappear quickly."

Lu Ziqing: “…”

Even with her face smeared like this, you can still see it? Is it that obvious?

He remembered the ridicule from the imperial doctors just now and reacted immediately.

"This kind of thing is not new in the Imperial Palace. Be more cautious in the future. I'm leaving."

Although Lu Ziqing had only been in the Imperial Hospital for a short time, he could still clearly see how everyone behaved.

He seldom had contact with Chi Musheng, but he felt that this man was a man of few words, but was meticulous and careful in his work, and was well-liked by the two judges.

And I don't mean to look down on anyone.

The ointment was quite effective. After Lu Ziqing used it for a while, the fingerprints on his face were much less noticeable, leaving only a patch of red.

Even so, Su Chengfeng, who looked rough but was careful at heart, was not fooled.

"What's wrong with your face? It's all red." He held up an umbrella in front of Lu Ziqing. "Your hair is wet too."

Lu Ziqing's skin was pale, and it became more obvious after being beaten and pinched. Even Wu Ji, a carefree and playful boy, could see it.

"Yeah, Brother Lu, why is your face so red?" Wu Ji yawned, tears welling up in his eyes. He smiled and said, "Like a girl with rouge on. And...it looks pretty good."

Lu Ziqing: “…”

Su Chengfeng: "..."

What the hell kind of metaphor is this?

Su Chengfeng frowned and said "tsk", glaring at him sideways, and the big mouth immediately became obedient.

"Ah... I just accidentally bumped into the door frame." Lu Ziqing said vaguely, "It's just a minor injury that will heal by the evening."

Su Chengfeng: "..."

He found that this person always treated him as a fool like Wu Ji. Based on his understanding of this person, the more he said so, the less he believed it.

"Then your technique of ramming the door is quite unique, hitting both sides of the face at the same time."

Su Chengfeng didn't beat around the bush and asked directly, "Did that bastard hit you? And he even let you go out in the rain?"

Lu Ziqing's face was as gloomy as water, and his heart was churning.

He realized that this kid's eyesight was good enough for him to work in the Dali Temple, and it was a waste of his talent to work as a medicine cutter in the Imperial Pharmacy.

"Who is that bastard you're talking about?" Lu Ziqing changed the subject.

Wu Ji jumped out and responded, "Isn't it that Gou Yuanpan?"

Gou Yuanpan?

Lu Ziqing muttered to himself, "Gou Dongxi? Bastard!"

He smiled speechlessly and said, "I'm free."

"It wasn't me who took it, it was Brother Chengfeng who took it."

Wu Ji was following along and telling tales, which immediately caused the main culprit to kick him backwards as usual, but the accomplice had anticipated it and dodged quickly.

The two of them kicked and dodged, splashing mud all over the hem of Lu Ziqing's white clothes.