Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

Qin Jingru barely managed to eat half a meal; she had no appetite and couldn't eat anymore, and she kept feeling nauseous and wanting to vomit.

When Lu Banxia saw that Qin Jingru was not feeling well, she took the initiative to do all the housework, and even made Qin Jingru a pot of tea and massaged her back.

Qin Jingru poured herself a cup of tea, took a sip, and realized that her period was several days late this month. But didn't her mother say that if she was really pregnant, she would only experience nausea and vomiting about a month after her period was due?

She's experiencing nausea and vomiting just because her period is a few days late. She's unsure if she's actually pregnant.

If she had known that Wang Feng would check her pulse before he left, she would have done so. She has decided to see a doctor tomorrow.

Thinking that she might be pregnant with Wang Feng's child, she gently touched her belly, revealed a sweet smile, and felt very excited.

......

The next day, early in the morning.

After Qin Jingru and Lu Banxia finished breakfast, the two went out.

Qin Jingru made egg noodles for breakfast, but she still felt nauseous and couldn't finish the bowl.

The two rode only one bicycle. Because they were worried that Qin Jingru would feel uncomfortable, Lu Banxia rode the bicycle with Qin Jingru on the back.

As they walked out of courtyard number 95, Qin Jingru said, "Banxia, ​​let's go to Yong'an Hall near Zhengyangmen to see a traditional Chinese medicine doctor."

"what?"

Lu Banxia asked in surprise, "Sister Jingru, shouldn't we go to Peking Union Medical College Hospital for treatment?"

Qin Jingru shook her head and insisted, "No, Brother Wang Feng told me before that I shouldn't go to a regular hospital for treatment."

"Why?" Lu Banxia asked, puzzled.

"Don't ask anymore, you'll find out later. Also, don't call my name when we're seeing the doctor later."

"Oh, okay."

Qin Jingru had asked Wang Feng before, and the reason was that they had drunk the Ten-Ingredient Tonic Soup and their constitutions were too strong. If the hospital found anything wrong with them, they might be in trouble.

She went to see a doctor at Zhengyangmen, which is farther away, instead of near Nanluoguxiang, because she was worried about this issue.

For safety's sake, it would have been best if she hadn't seen a doctor, but the thought that she might be pregnant with Wang Feng's child made her want to find out.

Before leaving the house, she specially changed into an old dress that she doesn't wear often, and styled her hair differently than usual, all to avoid being recognized.

"Sister Jingru, please get in. We're going to Zhengyangmen now."

"Um."

Qin Jingru sat on the back seat, and Lu Banxia stepped hard on the pedal, and the bicycle headed towards Zhengyangmen.

It took them about twenty minutes to ride their bikes before they finally arrived at Yong'an Hall at Zhengyang Gate.

Yong'an Hall is quite famous in the Zhengyangmen area. I heard that there is an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor there who is particularly good at treating patients. Qin Jingru heard this from the aunties in the kitchen.

Lu Banxia parked her bicycle, and the two arrived at the entrance of Yong'an Hall. At this time, Yong'an Hall was bustling with activity, with long queues of people buying medicine and seeing doctors.

The two arrived at the clinic and lined up. There were more than a dozen people ahead of them, but since they were off work today, they weren't worried about wasting time.

The queuing process is fairly fast, averaging only a few minutes per person, though some may take a little longer, but the longest is less than ten minutes.

After waiting for more than an hour, it was finally Qin Jingru's turn.

Led by an apprentice, Qin Jingru and Lu Banxia arrived at the second-floor medical consultation area.

At this moment, an elderly man with white hair was sitting on the second floor. He was also an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor from Yong'an Hall. When he saw Qin Jingru and her companion come upstairs, he asked directly:

"Who among you is feeling unwell?"

Qin Jingru stepped forward and said, "Sir, I'm not feeling well."

"Sit down, let me take your pulse."

"OK."

Qin Jingru sat opposite the old Chinese medicine doctor and stretched out her snow-white wrist.

The old Chinese medicine doctor stroked his gray beard, placed his index finger on Qin Jingru's pulse, and soon his eyes widened, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

"hiss."

The old Chinese medicine doctor gasped, glancing at Qin Jingru every now and then, as if he felt he had taken the wrong pulse. Unconvinced, he took her pulse again.

He quickly looked incredulous, muttering to himself, "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

"Sir, what's impossible? What happened to my sister?" Lu Banxia asked in confusion.

Qin Jingru frowned and asked, "Sir, what's wrong with me?"

The old Chinese medicine doctor carefully examined Qin Jingru, but he didn't say anything. He took Qin Jingru's pulse again.

He had never seen such a pulse before in his entire medical career; it was truly rare.

After a long while, the old Chinese medicine doctor finally confirmed that he had not misread the pulse. He looked at Qin Jingru with some disbelief and said:

"Young lady, you are very healthy, even unbelievably so. I've practiced medicine my whole life, and I've never seen anyone as healthy as you. But, but..."

"Just what?" Lu Banxia asked hurriedly.

The old Chinese medicine doctor frowned and asked the question that had been bothering him: "Young lady, your qi and blood are so vigorous, far exceeding that of ordinary people. Even some people who have practiced martial arts since childhood are far inferior to you. You...you...sigh!"

The old Chinese medicine doctor still couldn't bring himself to say what was on his mind. The person in front of him had such vigorous energy that he was almost inhuman, comparable to a tiger. He really couldn't bring himself to say it, which made him question his own existence.

"Sir, why are you only saying half of what you mean? What happened to my sister?" Lu Banxia asked hurriedly.

Qin Jingru frowned as well: "Sir, I've been feeling nauseous and wanting to vomit since yesterday. What's wrong with me?"

The old Chinese medicine doctor waved his hand, his tone certain: "Young lady, this isn't an illness, you're pregnant."

"Really?" Qin Jingru asked excitedly.

The old Chinese medicine doctor nodded firmly: "There's no mistake. I, Zhang Shiliang, have practiced medicine all my life, and I would never misdiagnose a pregnancy pulse."

Lu Banxia was incredibly excited to hear that Qin Jingru was pregnant, but she quickly recovered and continued to ask:

"Sir, my sister's period is only a few days late, but she's already experiencing nausea and vomiting. I heard that these symptoms usually only appear after one or two months, right? Could it be that my sister has miscarried or something? Please get her some medicine to help prevent miscarriage."

The traditional Chinese medicine doctor smiled slightly and explained, "The reason why this young lady is experiencing nausea, vomiting, aversion to oily foods, and dizziness so early is because she is experiencing early pregnancy symptoms, which is common in people with sensitive constitutions and rapid hormone increases in their bodies."

Qin Jingru didn't quite understand, and asked again, still worried, "Sir, are you sure you don't need any medication to prevent miscarriage?"

The old Chinese medicine doctor waved his hand speechlessly: "Young lady, with your health, you don't need any pregnancy-stabilizing medicine at all. I guarantee that even if you fell from the second floor right now, you wouldn't be hurt at all!"