I thought to myself, isn't this Bai Song a scholar from a poor family? How did he suddenly become a doctor?
Regardless of whether this passage is true or false, this eloquent statement is really bluffing.
If you don't have some real ability, even if you want to make it up, you won't be able to come up with it in such a short time.
The key point of what he said was all that puzzled Butler Liu. It was simply unbelievable.
"Steward Liu, as long as you follow my instructions and slightly adjust the prescription, your vitality and energy will definitely improve within three days. As for the kidney deficiency, you have to thank the time for slow recovery."
"You...are you really good at healing?"
"Since the doctor hired by the Lin family said it is hopeless, whether it is true or not, let me go and see the head office? It doesn't matter, Butler Liu, that you look down on my brother and sister. I think Miss Lin family grew up under your watch. Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, you will
Don’t want to try it?”
After saying so much, this sentence moved Butler Liu the most.
This year is a critical period for the transition between the imperial examination system and the imperial examination system. The conflict between the gentry and the poor is about to break out on the stage of history.
The contradiction between the poor families and the gentry in various places among the people is getting bigger and bigger, and the contempt and hatred of the gentry towards the poor families has reached an extreme level.
As the chief housekeeper of the Lin Mansion, I watched my young lady grow up. I thought that the young lady should marry a dignitary, but I never thought that the Lin family would recruit a poor man as their son-in-law!
Therefore, Butler Liu's difficulty and harsh treatment in recent days are out of hatred for Han Shi, and also out of his love for the young lady.
Now that the young lady is in danger, if someone can really save the young lady, who will care about her birth?
"Wait a minute, I'll report it to the master."
…
In the main hall of the Lin Mansion Courtyard, the Lin family clan members gathered together to prepare for the funeral of the eldest lady of the Lin family.
It has only been a year since Lin's father-in-law took over the Lin family. The position of the head of the family is unstable. Now the legitimate daughter is about to die of illness. This is not a good sign.
The clan brothers expressed condolences and regrets on the surface, but they had long wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble.
The internal and external troubles here are making people upset. It is a pity that my wife is not considerate and will only shed tears all day long.
Relatives from the collateral clan kept coming and going, crying constantly inside and outside, saying they wanted to see Xiang'er.
In the hall, Lin Ting was rousing himself and arranging various preparations.
Suddenly, I saw Butler Liu walking quickly, entered the hall and said hurriedly: "Master, maybe Miss has a chance of survival."
As soon as these words came out, the hall suddenly became quiet.
Butler Liu continued: "That Bai Song said he could cure the young lady's illness."
"Bai Song? Which Bai Song?"
These two words are still somewhat unfamiliar to the Lin family.
"It's the son-in-law, Bai Song, who made the young lady happy."
"Liu Fu, are you old and confused? How dare you say any nonsense here?" The young man in the hall glanced disdainfully, "There are a lot of things in the house. If you have time, hurry up and buy more paper money."
"Master, what I said is true. That Bai Song really knows medical skills!"
Butler Liu was very serious and told exactly what happened before.
But there were many people present, but they didn't take it seriously.
"What can you do if you are a pariah from a poor family and knows medical skills? Doctors from a hundred miles away have come to see my cousin, but none of them said it can cure her. Now she is preparing for her funeral, how can she still be brought back to life? She is a piece of garbage who has to marry into a wife just to have a meal.
, it’s just a lie I made up because I knew I was going to be buried with him.”
Lin Tingzheng nodded after hearing this, waved his hand and said: "There are many things going on right now, go down and do your own thing."
When Butler Liu thought about it, he also felt that this matter was inappropriate. He thought to himself: Why did he lose his mind and actually believe the lies of a poor boy?
Just as he was about to leave, a low voice came from outside the hall: "Stop!"
It turns out that the mistress is here.
She heard outside that there was a glimmer of hope for her daughter's illness, no matter whether it was true or not, she immediately decided to let Bai Song give it a try.
No one would believe that a young man from a poor family could bring Miss Lin back to life, but no one dared to say an irony when the mistress was heartbroken.
Everyone can only follow Mother Lin's temper. Since Mother Lin wants Bai Song to try, then let's try. Anyway, it won't have any impact on the overall situation.
…
Bai Song was unsure whether Miss Lin's family could be saved.
We have to wait until we meet Miss Lin before we can make a judgment.
He is a doctor, not a military king. If these people really want his life, Bai Song can only capture them without hesitation.
But the matter of time travel is essentially a fight against the sky. Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, we must try our best to fight for it.
Bai Song believed that since God brought him to this era, he would not let him die casually.
Half an hour later, Bai Song was taken to Miss Lin's room. Through a layer of bead curtains, he could only see Miss Lin lying on the bed, wrapped tightly.
They are obviously husband and wife, but they don't even show their faces. The profession of being a son-in-law is really difficult.
"Boy, you'd better mean what you say. If you want to play any tricks, Lin will make your life worse than death."
Lin Tingzheng was a little impatient. He was the head of a prominent family, and it would be humiliating to appear in the same place as a child from a poor family. Moreover, he did not believe that he could heal his daughter.
Everything was designed by this kid to escape.
"Don't say anything, let him have a good look. If you can cure my daughter, I will give you whatever you want."
Mother Lin wept, her voice soft and careful.
"Miss, please reach out," Bai Song said.
On the bed, a small white hand stretched out the curtain. It was exquisitely carved and spotless, like an art treasure that no one dared to touch.
Bai Song carefully handled it and suddenly felt a bit cold, but the skin was as silky as jade, and no pores could be felt when his fingertips touched it, just like a shelled egg.
After half a minute, Bai Song carefully put Miss Lin's hand back on the quilt.
Father Lin asked in a deep voice: "How is the situation?"
When asked the first question, Lin's father frowned, and Lin's mother also trembled. She glanced at her husband excitedly, and then replied: "Yes, yes, yes! Xiang'er was fine yesterday morning, but for some reason she got into trouble in the afternoon.
I'm sick, I won't get up even if I hold it on the bed."
"This is caused by anger and fire attacking the heart, not caused by the epidemic. Miss Lin is already weak. Something must have happened yesterday that made Miss Lin emotional."
"Then...is there any cure?"
Bai Song smiled confidently: "Get a pair of silver needles and only need half an hour of acupuncture and physical therapy. Miss Lin can save her life."
Hearing this, Mother Lin covered her face and cried, and agreed in a low voice to leave the room to deliver the message.
Father Lin suppressed his heart palpitations and asked attentively: "Are you sure you can do it?"
"Since I got married, my life has been tied to Miss Lin. Naturally, I won't do anything random. Can I just wait for half an hour?"
In a short time, the news spread that the son-in-law of a poor family could heal the young lady.
If the young lady had not needed to be quarantined, it is estimated that the entire family would have gathered outside the young lady's boudoir courtyard.
There was a lot of discussion in the Lin family, everyone said that the mistress was ill and rushed to the doctor, and she actually believed the lies of a poor son-in-law.
The Lin family members gathered in the living room, begging the gods for blessings, but secretly sneering in their hearts.
If a son-in-law from a poor family can cure illnesses, save people, and bring people back to life, then how about those children from aristocratic families who can all ascend to immortality?