Zhang's illness came on suddenly, but after a short sleep in the bedroom, her complexion, sclera turned yellow, and she had fever the next day.

At first, she didn't notice it herself. She thought she had been tired recently and didn't have a good rest, so her body was weak and weak. At midnight, Lu Zhao saw that she was still awake at this point. He went to the master bedroom and knocked on the door. He was alone.

The child couldn't answer the question, so he hurriedly called Lu Zhihang to check.

Although Mrs. Zhang is not Lu Zhihang's biological mother, she has taken good care of him since time travel and took over Lu Zhi's body. Lu Zhihang returned the favor to Mrs. Zhang.

At this moment, he was shocked to hear that his mother fell ill and turned yellow all over. Lu Zhihang made a guess in his heart, and immediately took three steps and two steps at a time, entered Zhang's bedroom, looked around, and stopped at the woman lying on the bed.

On the body.

His usually kind eyes were stained with yellow, his face was also yellow, his expression was depressed and irritable, and his body was not only yellow, but also very unlucky.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Lu Zhihang lightly touched Zhang's forehead with the back of his hand. The temperature on the back of his hand burned him, and he frowned and said seriously.

"Zhihang, my mother's body is weak and tight right now, her stomach is stuffy and her abdomen is distended, and she just wants to rest for a while." Seeing her son coming, Mrs. Zhang managed to cheer up and answered a few words.

Lu Zhihang's expression became more serious when he heard this. He subconsciously put his middle finger and index finger on Zhang's wrist and took a pulse. The pulse was like a bead running on a disk and beating very fast. He released his hand and pinched the quilt for Zhang.

Slow down your voice as much as possible and say warmly: "Then you go to sleep for a while, I'll call the doctor, and we'll just take some medicine and we'll be fine."

Zhang's, this is the evil of dampness and heat, which spreads from the outside to the inside. I'm afraid it's a problem with the liver and gallbladder. The cause is expected to be caused by diet. Last night, Zhang had a rare big fish and meat. In order to save face, Zhang made some greasy and irritating food.

There are many, and there are traces of severe acute jaundice.

The disease was coming with force and should not be underestimated. Without any delay, he summoned Lu Zhao to wait on Mrs. Zhang, and then went to the home of the only doctor in the village. The doctor's surname was Zhong. He only ate food from the Lu family last night, so he didn't dare to

After many excuses, I heard that Mr. Zhang was ill, so I packed my medical bag and hurried over.

Dr. Zhong washed his hands and put the things he brought on the table in the bedroom one by one. Then he sat next to the bed, opened Mrs. Zhang's eyes that were about to close with his calloused hands, looked at them and then looked at the tongue coating.

, seeing that the tongue was red and the coating was yellow, dry and greasy, I had a preliminary diagnosis. I checked Zhang's pulse and asked immediately: "Is there anorexia and yellow urine?"

"Yes..." Mrs. Zhang nodded and said tiredly.

After getting the answer, Dr. Zhong felt relieved and immediately said to the only scholar in the village: "Lu Xiucai, don't be anxious. When I write a prescription, you can send someone to the pharmacy to get it. Take it three times a day, one prescription each."

Can."

"Thank you very much, Doctor Zhong." Lu Zhihang thanked him with his hands in hand, feeling slightly relieved.

He himself didn't know how to treat the disease, but now he was Lu Zhi, a bookworm who studied hard and had never read a medical book. He could only call in doctors repeatedly, not wanting to arouse Mr. Zhang's suspicion. However, after this incident, Lu Zhihang

Suddenly, I felt that it was necessary to start getting in touch with medical books as Lu Zhi, just in case of emergencies.

"Madam, when the doctor opens the pharmacy, I will go to the town to get some medicine. I will be fine after drinking the medicine." Lu Zhao saw Zhang's gloomy expression and walked to the bedside to comfort him.

Lu Zhihang was preparing paper and ink, waiting for Dr. Zhong to write the prescription. He noticed Lu Zhao's actions from the corner of his eye, and a smile flashed in his eyes. This boy did not hurt him in vain.

However, the good mood he had just been warmed up by Lu Zhao was immediately ruined by Dr. Zhong.

I saw an old man who was over half a year old holding a pen and writing on the paper, and the names and measurements of the medicines appeared on the paper.

It looked like that. People who didn't understand it would only feel professional and full of expectation. However, Lu Zhihang's brows wrinkled as Dr. Zhong's prescription became more and more perfect, until the last stroke was made and the other party put the brush back.

There seems to be no intention to add anything more to the pen holder.

"Doctor Zhong, is this done?" Lu Zhihang picked up the prescription on the table and looked it up and down. He stared for a moment and couldn't find the medicinal ingredients he wanted, so he questioned.

"Of course." Dr. Zhong patted his chest, and seeing Lu Xiucai's expression was different, he added: "I have been treating diseases for decades, and I can't make mistakes. Although Mr. Lu is a scholar, he specializes in medicine.

You still have to listen to the doctor when you are sick."

"Doctor, what do you think if you add some wormwood to this recipe?" Seeing that Doctor Zhong didn't mean to deal with him, Lu Zhihang guessed that the doctor might not be a good scholar, so he tried to remind him.

Unfortunately, Lu Zhihang's reminder had no effect at all. Dr. Zhong looked confused and wondered: "What kind of medicine is this wormwood? I have been practicing medicine for decades and I have never heard of it. Lu Xiucai, you can't read this book randomly.

So as not to mislead others."

"..." Lu Zhihang's mouth twitched, and after being kindly reminded and educated, he finally gave up on Dr. Zhong, and decided to ask Lu Zhao to make his own prescriptions when taking medicine.

He was dissatisfied with every aspect of Dr. Zhong's prescription. It also lacked Artemisia wormwood, which is extremely effective in protecting the liver and reducing jaundice. This was exactly what Zhang needed at this time.

"I'm just being presumptuous. This is the consultation fee." Lu Zhihang didn't intend to explain too much to Dr. Zhong. There was a generation gap between the two of them. No matter how much they argued, it was useless. He settled the bill according to the consultation fee agreed upon when he came and let the other party leave on his own.

That’s it.

Doctor Zhong accepted the consultation fee, his face was full of joy, and he smiled and said: "Thank you, Lu Xiucai."

Of course, the emergence of the medicine Yinchen later made Dr. Zhong realize that he had missed something, and his intestines were filled with regret. Unfortunately, that was all a thing for the future. At that time, Lu Xiucai was no longer a scholar, he became him.

How can an unattainable high official teach medical skills?

"Sir, it's not too late now, so I'll hurry up and grab the medicine first." After bidding farewell to Dr. Zhong, Lu Zhao said hurriedly, fearing that he might delay Zhang's condition.

Lu Zhihang glanced at Mr. Zhang who had fallen asleep, then leaned into Lu Zhao's ear and lowered his voice and said, "Wait here for a moment, and I will give you the prescription later."

He was worried that Lu Zhao was talking nonsense and Mrs. Zhang would accidentally overhear it. He was also worried that the other party would be like Dr. Zhong, thinking that he was unskilled in medicine and would not dare to prepare the medicine according to his own prescription, which was why he was like this.

After giving instructions to Lu Zhao, Lu Zhihang returned to his bedroom with the prescription and wrote a new prescription. The content was completely different from what Dr. Zhong had written. When the ink was half dry, he handed it to the young man along with the money and told him to come back early.

, pay attention to safety on the road.

Mrs. Zhang has not had breakfast today. Due to her condition, she has no appetite for anything except drinking water. Lu Zhihang was worried that she would not be able to hold on, so after coaxing her for a while, he fed her some liquid food to cushion her stomach.

At this time, no one in the Lu family could take care of Mrs. Zhang except him. Lu Zhihang did not dare to leave, so he took the scroll and sat by the bed to read it, so that he could provide it to Mr. Zhang as soon as possible when he was in need.

"If your father knew that you were so promising now...he would have closed his eyes." Zhang was half asleep, half awake, looking up at Qing Juan's profile as Lu Zhihang was reading, and sighed.

"Now is just the beginning. We will have to take the provincial examination in the future. The journey is long. You have to accompany me and take care of yourself." Lu Zhihang saw that Mrs. Zhang was feeling a little energetic, so he chatted with her.

At that time, Lu Zhao, who had hired Zhang Lao'er from the village, had just arrived in Yangjiang Town. He carefully carried the prescription in his arms and rushed in when he saw the medical clinic. According to Zhang Lao'er, the size of this medical clinic was several square meters.

The biggest one in the city. If you want to get bigger, you can only go to the county town.

"Sir, would you like to see a doctor or get medicine?" The waiter who was sitting in the hospital and getting medicine saw Lu Zhao, a child, and asked with a smile.

"Grab the medicine. Please give me ten medicines according to this recipe." Lu Zhao handed the well-protected medicine prescription to the man, his little face full of eagerness.

The clerk didn't dare to delay any longer, so he took the prescription and looked at it carefully. He was about to say that these medicinal materials are available in the store and he can get them right away. His eyes suddenly stopped at the name of the medicine named Yinchen, as if

Thinking, he frowned.

"What's the difference?" Lu Zhao asked anxiously when he saw this.

"Uh... maybe I'm not good at studying. Wait a moment, sir." The clerk couldn't recognize what kind of medicine this was, and he didn't think it was a problem with the prescription. He thought that he had just entered this medical clinic and had not yet reached the stage of making house calls.

, it’s up to him to decide whether he can do it or not. He can just ask an old doctor in the medical clinic to check it out. After all, some medicines have many other names, and he is not familiar with it.

After a while, the clerk came out with the prescription in hand, with a troubled expression on his face, and said sarcastically: "Sir, did you write the prescription wrong?"

"Wrong writing? It shouldn't be possible." Lu Zhao recalled it. The young master had discussed this prescription with the doctor. If there was a wrong writing, he should have discovered it.

"Since there is no mistake in writing, which quack doctor prescribed it?" The clerk frowned.

Lu Zhao was stunned for a moment, wondering why the waiter said that, and asked, "Why did you say that?"

"I've asked my doctor. Historically, medical books have never recorded a medicinal herb named Yinchen. If it's not written incorrectly, there's something wrong with this prescription." The clerk said angrily, and hurriedly told Lu Zhao the truth. This guest
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