Xiao Lingchuan stepped out of the shadows, and raised his hand to cover Li Haitang with a piece of clothing. People who practice martial arts have sharp ears and eyes, and can wake up at the slightest disturbance.
"Are you awake or awake?"
The night wind was cold in late autumn, and Li Haitang tightened her clothes. She rembered that she still had a ticket to the private room of Fuxiang Tea House.
"Woke up."
Xiao Lingchuan's answer was stern. Seeing Li Haitang staring at him, the cold lines softened a little, "Jin Hu is still sleeping."
In late autumn, the curtain is high and the night sky is full of stars. Neither of them knew what to say, so they stood under the eaves to blow the cold wind together.
There were frequent sighs in the room, Li Haitang finally couldn't help it, and asked in a low voice, "Chun Niang, I know a little bit about dicine, can I co in and see my brother-in-law?"
"Sister."
There were footsteps in the room, and a mont later, the door opened. Chun Niang looked haggard, her eyes were bloodshot, and she looked ten years older in an instant. She shook her head, "The doctor said, your brother-in-law's illness is contagious."
"Is it consumption?"
Li Haitang probed, if it was tuberculosis, he had to check the patient's pulse himself. Traditional Chinese dicine pays attention to the combination of observation, hearing, questioning, and four diagnostic thods, and adjusts the prescription according to the severity of the disease.
She was only half a fool, but there was nothing she could do about consumption, at least not let it develop.
"Sister, how do you know?"
Chunniang was puzzled, she didn't seem to have ntioned her husband's illness, only that she was bedridden.
"Guess."
Cough and hemoptysis are usually caused by inflammation of the lungs. Chun Niang also said that it is contagious, so it should be tuberculosis.
"This disease is contagious, I don't want to..."
Chunniang basically had no hope. It was said that in Daqi, only genius doctors could treat all kinds of intractable diseases.
"Just make so preparations."
The most important thing in Chun Niang's house was fabrics. Li Haitang quickly made gloves and masks with needles and threads. She and Xiao Lingchuan entered the inner room together.
From the beginning to the end, Xiao Lingchuan was very silent, and did not raise any doubts about her extra dical skills.
"Low-grade fever, coughing up blood, possible pulmonary complications."
Li Haitang tested the patient's temperature and pulse, which was completely different from the usual style and beca rigorous. If I read correctly, Chunniang's husband has reached the advanced stage of tuberculosis.
"Haitang, your brother-in-law still..."
Chunniang wiped away her tears. Since the previous period, her man had been coughing up blood continuously. The doctor was helpless and asked her to prepare for the funeral. Because of this, her tears were all dried up.
"Haitang, we have been in the border town for more than ten years, and this is the first ti I've heard that Chunniang has made sisters."
Chunniang's man is called He Fang. He didn't ntion his illness, but greeted Li Haitang. He was prepared and accepted the fact. a psychological preparation.
He Fang was exhausted, said a few words, and fell into a coma again.
Li Haitang withdrew, frowned, and kept silent. At present, she is only half sure. The main reason is that she doesn't know if the few herbs she needs can be found in this era.
He Fang lives in the main house, which is usually ventilated and kept dry. The house has to be disinfected with wormwood and other things, and the clothes to be changed must be exposed to the sun. She read the prescription given by the doctor, and it is quite satisfactory. It is a few flavors to clear away heat. Herbs for detoxification.
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