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Mr. Fu replied: "My surname is Fu. This is my friend, Chu, and he is also a doctor."

Mr. Chang initially thought that the young man standing next to them was a child servant, but he didn't expect that he was also a doctor, so he quickly bowed to him: "Doctor Chu."

Chu Yingying turned her body slightly and replied to him. Mr. Chang stood up and urged: "Can you please help me see Zhu Jing's condition? It seems to be more serious than the previous few days."

Dr. Zhang immediately said, "Let's go and see Mrs. Zun first."

Mr. Chang hurriedly said, "Please, please."

When he entered the main room in the backyard, Chu Yingying first smelled a strong smell of medicine.

As a doctor, she had long been accustomed to the smell of decoction, but she was still a little surprised so much.

Then she walked around the screen and saw the woman lying on the couch. Her face was pale and her face was blue and black, and she was skinny and thin, with her cheeks sunken, making her eyes even more big and she looked quite creepy.

The woman saw someone coming, so she wanted to sit up. A maid next to her hurriedly went up to serve her. Dr. Zhang waved his hand gently and said, "If you are not busy, please rest, Madam."

The woman nodded and said with difficulty: "I'm rude."

"No?" said the inn guy: "It's very deserted. Look, you are the only three of you who stay here now."

When Chu Yingying took her pulse, the woman could not move, and sweat gradually oozed out of her forehead. Soon, she slid down in a string. A maid twisted a handkerchief and wiped it for her. Someone gently sucked it, which was very thoughtful.

Chu Yingying said: "The heart is dry and hot, thirsty and sweating, and the face is barefoot and cold, which is a warm condition."

Chu Yingying observed for a while and suddenly asked, "Did the woman not fall asleep for a long time?"

The pulse was stringy and wide, especially on the right hand, Chu Yingying carefully observed the patient's face and saw that the woman's cheeks were thin and slightly red, as if she was very hot, but May had not arrived yet.

Dr. Zhang: "Then tell me, what direction should I do?"

Mr. Fu shook his head, and Mr. Chang quickly replied: "Yes, Zhu Jing has been unable to fall asleep for three days."

Chu Yingying thought for a while and said, "Although this symptom is warm, it is really yin deficiency, the heart yang is outward and the internal wind is swelling. It is better to use medicines to treat it smoothly. Prepare the right medicine. If you have a thirst, burn iron to quench vinegar to inhale the air, puff the oyster powder to stop sweating, and pound raw aconite and stick it to Yongquan point. As for the medicine you take internally..."

She hesitated for a moment and said, "I have shallow medical skills and dare not speak nonsense. I also asked the two old doctors to discuss it."

Mr. Fu said: "Why is it raining every day in this weather? It has been five or six days in a row, and it looks like a hole in the sky."

Hearing this, Dr. Zhang said unpredictably: "This is not a fever. If it were a fever, it would have been cured long ago. Why should I delay it until today?"

She was a little reluctant to leave her words. Chu Yingying knew that the other party was a bit prejudiced to her. She was nothing more than a woman who was practicing medicine. She was not annoyed. Famous people always had strange tempers, and the other party was Mr. Fu's best friend. No matter what, she could not let Mr. Fu get out of Taiwan.

A few more days later, the weather was very bad, it rained all day long, and it was impossible to even go outside.

However, Mr. Chang couldn't help but urged: "Doctor, please treat Zhujing now?"

He said with a hard sentence. Chu Yingying was not annoyed. She looked back at him and said, "Doctor Zhang, don't worry, I haven't finished speaking yet. Although it's similar to fever, it's not after all, but there is a general direction when taking medicine."

Chu Yingying listened next to her and had to admit that Jiang is still the hottest. The two old doctors practiced medicine more than she is now and have a lot of experience. Chu Yingying listened for a long time and gained something, but suddenly realized that this trip was not in vain.

The inn man said yo and hurriedly said, "Here is here, here."

Finally, we discussed until noon to finalize the prescription. Mr. Chang thanked people for taking the medicine, and enthusiastically tried to keep them for lunch, and then let them go.

Mr. Fu nodded, walked to the embroidered bench in front of the couch and sat down, saying rudely, then pressed his hand on the woman's pulse, and listened carefully to the pulse.

As he was talking, a man suddenly ran in outside the door, drizzled all over and shouted loudly: "Is Dr. Zhang here?"

After leaving Chang Mansion, it was raining heavily outside, and it took an hour to delay Chu Yingying returned to the inn. She handed the letter to the inn and asked him to help him hand it out.

Mr. Fu continued: "Isn't that business a bad thing?"

Almost the next moment, his brow frowned: "Why..."

On the other side, Dr. Zhang was talking to Mr. Fu. After hearing this, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at her. There was a flash of surprise in his expression. He turned to Mr. Fu again and asked with his eyes, what did you say to her?

She hesitated for a moment and said, "It's true that there's something like fever."

In desperation, Dr. Zhang could only gather with Mr. Fu and talked about medical treatment. Mr. Fu called Chu Yingying every time, and Dr. Zhang didn't say anything, and his attitude was much better.

Chu Yingying benefited a lot from listening to the two of them.

Mr. Chang asked anxiously: "Doctor, how about it?"

The inn guy who was packing the table next to him smiled and said, "This is how we are here. It rains heavily every year."

Mr. Fu didn't say anything. After listening to the pulse, he looked at the woman's face. He suddenly stood up and said to Chu Yingying: "Come and take a look."

Upon hearing this, Chu Yingying nodded. Dr. Zhang frowned and wanted to say something. Then he saw that she had already sat down and listened to the patient's pulse. At this time, Chu Yingying also understood why Mr. Fu showed a strange look on his face.

Although he shouldn't have been concerned about this old doctor, the clay man is still of a third of the nature. Even Chu Yingying can't stand it even if he is so despised.

Dr. Zhang and Mr. Fu sat in the room and talked for a long time, and they understood the patient's symptoms clearly and the direction of discussion became clearer and clearer.

Dr. Zhang looked back at her and said nothing. Chu Yingying immediately felt sure in her heart. It seemed that she was right just now.

Dr. Zhang briefly introduced Mr. Fu's identity to the woman and skipped Chu Yingying as usual. Chu Yingying didn't care and just stood by and watched.

Mr. Fu would occasionally ask Chu Yingying what he meant, and Chu Yingying would also give a few simple answers. Doctor Zhang's attitude was a little better, and Chu Yingying was relieved.

On that afternoon, it was very stormy outside. Chu Yingying and Fu Laos sat in the lobby and talked as usual. The wind was howling outside the window, shaking the big trees on the street desperately. The rain washed the eaves and streets, and big bubbles appeared.

Chu Yingying recognized that it was the servant of Chang's mansion at a glance. She suddenly felt nervous. Dr. Zhang stood up and said, "I'm right, what?"

The servant said anxiously: "Doctor Zhang, help me, my wife is in trouble!"

A thunder roared over the sky and exploded above his head. The inn mate was so scared that he shook his rag fell on the table.

The wind and rain outside are still very heavy. The big trees are swaying wildly by the wind, as if they are crazy. The rain is so heavy that they can't get out at all. But at this time, life is at stake, so how can we care about a lot?

The group of three followed the servant, holding an umbrella, and the umbrella could not cover people at all, and the rain almost flew across.

Soon, Chu Yingying's head and face were wet, and her clothes were wet, as did Dr. Zhang and Mr. Fu.