Chapter 12: Wan Niang

  "What's wrong with him?" several people asked in unison.

  Chen Jiong lost his smile.

  Later, he felt a little surprised: Chen Qi and others did not understand medicine, it was okay if they didn't know, but how could Gong Zhili, who claimed to be the divine doctor of Mingzhou, also not know what disease Meng Yan had?

  Meng Yan's complexion was pale, his nose was slightly dark, and his cheeks had an abnormal flush. This was a very typical facial appearance, and Chen Jing could estimate his illness without taking his pulse or looking at his tongue coating.

  Chen Qianguo could estimate about 80-90%, and Gong Zhi, among these old men, could at least see 30-40%. How come he seemed to be completely ignorant, even more surprised than Chen Qi and the others?

  A doubt arose in her mind, and Chen Xuan's thoughts turned slightly.

  Chen Jing had worked in the hospital in his previous life. Although he was young, as a member of a noble family, he was already an expert. Every day, he diagnosed no less than thirty cases. In nearly ten years of practice, Chen Jing had seen at least 700,000 to 800,000 cases.

  The hospital where he is located is the best Chinese medicine hospital in Kyoto. His patients are from all over the country who come to seek medical treatment. Therefore, the families of his patients are people from different places.

  In traditional Chinese medicine, the flow of energy is also taken into account. Different climates and geographical environments can lead to "different causes for the same disease, different diseases from the same cause".

  Those cases accumulated rich experience for Chen Jing.

  Now, for most cases, he doesn't need to take the pulse, just by looking at the face, he can tell about 70-80%, because his foundation is solid and his experience is rich. Of course, to make a final diagnosis, still need to take the pulse and look at the tongue coating, then it's safe.

  However, the doctors of this era lived in seclusion, and the patients were all from the same place. Many cases they had not seen before. The medical examination was also expensive, and under the circumstances where food and clothing could not be fully supplied, ordinary people who came to ask for diagnosis were mostly critically ill. In wealthy families, men were fine when seeing a doctor, but women had to be examined behind a curtain.

  Various conditions are limited, and in the early days of medicine, knowledge accumulation is not enough. The medical skills of doctors like Gong Zhili may be superior compared to those of the same era.

  But in Chen Jie's case, it seems very thin.

  Chen Jiong could easily see the symptoms, but Gong Zhi was clueless. Chen Jiong thought carefully and understood as well.

  "Just a minor illness." Chen Jing smiled and didn't say it directly.

  Meng Yanju was even more ostentatious than Chen Qi. He used a folding fan, the pendant of which was a piece of jade, that jade was crystal clear and heavy with value, it's not cheap, Meng's family should be very rich, their status is higher than Chen's family.

  Meng Yanju's illness needs to be treated morning and night.

  Since the doctors of this era can't see through it, Chen Jing temporarily doesn't plan to exchange and sharpen with them.

  He wanted to make money from Meng Yanju through that illness.

  Chen Jie is very short of money.

  "What minor illness?" Gong Zhili continued to ask.

  Others heard Chen Jie say a little illness and knew it was an excuse. They didn't force Chen Jie to say more, and even if they did, they wouldn't understand much anyway.

  Only Gong Zhi knew, he was dying to know.

  "You're also a doctor, can't you see it yourself?" Sun Shiyi glanced at Gong Zhili and asked lightly.

  Sun Shiyi followed Chen Qi and Huang Lanzhen to Ma Zhangtai, buying smiles with a thousand pieces of gold, but he still had a few points of pride in his bones.

  Just now Chen Jing's attitude towards Meng Yanju made Sun Shiyin appreciate it endlessly, and he felt relieved. His heart was filled with good feelings for Chen Jing.

  As for Gong Zhili, Huang Lankui gave him thirty taels of silver and invited him to Wangxian County, which was a huge sum. Sun Shiyi and Huang Lankui accompanied him with smiles and treated him kindly, but Gong Zhili always had an arrogant and impatient face.

  Sun Shiyi was very displeased with this old man.

  Now, seeing the old man losing his composure, Sun Shiyi seized the opportunity and calmly stepped forward to kick him.

  His foot was accurate and ruthless, Gong Zhi's face turned bright red.

  "Alas, didn't you realize?" Chen Qi furrowed his brow, coming back to his senses from his joyful state, seeing Gong Zhi's embarrassed expression, he couldn't help but ask.

  He is not going to tread on Guo Shi's toes.

  Chen Jiong that kid, just read a few medical books, can diagnose the disease accurately, scared Meng Yan away, you Gong Zhili claimed to be the Mingzhou divine doctor, how could you not see it?

  How can your medical skills cure Xiwen's illness?

  Chen Qi's mind was all on Xiwen girl, and he had a sense of distrust towards Gong Zhi.

  Gong Zhi's face turned red with shame and anger.

  "Without feeling the pulse and looking at the tongue coating, how can you know what disease it is?" Chen Jiong smiled and said to Chen Qi and Sun Shiyi, "I'm also faking it. My fake qigong is the best, right, Seventh Brother?"

  Chen Qi suddenly thought of the last time San Shu was also deceived by Chen Jing.

  Is it really that easy for people?

  "Mr. Gong, I'm afraid we still have to rely on you regarding Miss Wen...". Chen Qi's expression changed immediately after hearing Chen Jing's words, and he apologized to Gong Zhi with a smile.

  Xiang Qiqi at home is such a domineering person. As a result, in order to cherish the text, he actually took the initiative to apologize to Gong Zhili and make amends, this deep feeling...

  Gong Zhi's face relaxed slightly, and the atmosphere also eased up a bit. He looked at Chen Xuan with gratitude.

  "It's nothing." Gong Zhi left the way and finally got through this embarrassing situation. However, his expression changed to cold and annoyed, and he became quieter.

  Everyone's interest in drinking was completely lost after Meng Yan and his gang stirred things up.

  Like a lan, there is no more peaceful mood of stroking the piano, and several times the melody was wrong.

  This made Chen Qi even more annoyed.

  Anxious in his heart, Chen Qi saw Wen Niang and became restless.

  At the time of 3 o'clock in the afternoon, the sun's shadow moved westward and happened to shine into the boudoir. A pot of begonia placed on the windowsill was bathed in warm sunlight, its gorgeous petals dyed a dazzling golden color. The light and shadow had a brief overlap, it turned out that a sparrow flew across, landing on the apricot tree branch, swaying gently.

  "A bit hungry..." Huang Lanqing suddenly spoke up in the silent room.

  In this era, people only eat two meals a day. Now it's four o'clock in the afternoon, almost time for dinner, and Huang Lankui, a 16- or 17-year-old boy, is not used to being hungry.

  As soon as he mentioned it, Chen Qi and Chen Jing also felt empty in their stomachs.

  "Seventh Young Master, how many of you will be staying here for dinner? If so, I'll go and instruct the servants." said Ruan Lan.

  Chen Qi was about to respond when he heard a knock at the door.

  As if going out and opening the door.

  A turtle slave dressed in brocade came. He was born with a smile, his eyebrows and eyes curved, and he said to Chen Qi: "Master Chen Qi, Madam Wan invites you few to Qionglan House for a talk."

  Wan Jun Ge occupies a relatively large area of land and has a waterside pavilion inside.

  Qionglou Residence is Xiweng's boudoir, a two-story small building built in the back garden of Wanjun Pavilion, facing the water.

  Chen Qi suddenly stood up, with joy on his face that he couldn't hide.

  "I'm going right away." Chen Qi hastily said.

  Then he gave Huang Lanqing a wink.

  Huang Lanqing understood and gave the turtle slave a five-tael silver ingot.

  The turtle slave hid without a trace in his sleeve and smiled, leading the way forward.

  Chen Qi and others went downstairs, walked through two long corridors, and arrived at the back garden; The small path in the back garden was paved with colorful stones. On both sides of the road, big red lanterns were hung, and before nightfall, the lanterns stood quietly; Behind the lamp post, there were neatly built flower beds, filled with various bright flowers, deep red and lush intertwined.

  Fragrant scent wafts through the air.

  Along the path, at the end of it, there was a semi-circular archway.

  As soon as you enter the archway, there is a two-person-high oil-colored wall shadow. The oil color of the wall shadow is bright and delicate, and it is a picture of a weak willow in Jiangnan water town, vividly depicted, and faintly heard the sound of gurgling water.

  Beyond the wall's shadow is the residence of the beautiful orchid.

  Qionglouju is a two-story small building with black tiles and white walls, simple and clean, without any dust.

  Chen Qi's first visit to Qiong Lan Ju, he was also astonished when he saw the small building. He had thought that Qiong Lan Ju would be luxurious and magnificent, with fragrant wood for beams and jade inlaid doors.

  Who would have thought that Qionglanju was so simple and unadorned?

  A few people came in.

  Three spacious halls were filled with many chairs and already crowded with people.

  Meng Yanju and his party were also present.

  Chen Qi entered and was led by Gui Nu to sit down in the southwest corner of the hall, separated from Meng Yanju.

  Then two more groups of people came in.

  Not seeing Lao Zhai's mother-in-law.

  After waiting for a while, footsteps came from the stairs on the second floor.

  The house suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes were cast towards the stairs.

  A slender figure appeared at the turn of the stairs. She was wearing a large red gold-embroidered jacket, a moon-white lace skirt, and a long skirt trailing on the ground.

  She is Wan Niang, the owner of this Wan Jun Ge.

  The maiden's thick black hair was coiled up, and she had combed a high cloud-like bun. On the cloud-shaped hairpiece, two bright red agate earrings with golden threads were inserted, shining brightly; her neck was slender and white as jade; her lips were crimson and moist, with a subtle and elegant charm. If it weren't for the faint fine lines at the corners of her eyes, revealing the traces of age, she would truly be an absolutely beautiful woman.

  The elegant and refined Wan Niang, with a luxurious and gorgeous makeup, wearing a bright and dazzling outfit, with large red and gold colors piled up on her body, yet not making people feel vulgar at all, but rather passionate and fierce, like the lush flowers blooming on the branches of a cotton tree, with a fiery and intense charm.

  Chen Jiong thinks it's beautiful.

  A woman is as pure as water in her youth and elegant and noble in her later years, this is what it means to have lived a life to the fullest.

  She is the mother Chen Jing met on the street yesterday.

  So, the sick Xiwen girl is the "Qing'er" I met yesterday?

  Chen Jiong averted his eyes and didn't stare at Wan Niang.

  "Thank you all." Yuanni walked slowly down the stairs, smiling and bowing to everyone. "My daughter Wenwen is grateful for your help in her misfortune. Thank you all for not giving up on her and seeking medical attention. I thank you all again."

  Everyone stood up and spoke bluntly in unison.

  "...Unfortunately, Wen's illness cannot be delayed any further. Which of you are doctors, please follow me upstairs." Yanni interrupted the crowd's chatter with a smile.

  Chen Jing initially thought that giving Xi Wen medicine and setting up such a grand ceremony at Wenyuan Pavilion was quite an exaggeration.

  Until this moment, he finally understood.

  He smiled slightly: Wan Niang is not only born with a good appearance, but also has a clever mind, and the chess move she made was excellent.

  These people are all her pawns.

  There were about seven doctors present, who all stepped forward a few steps.

  Chen Jiong seized the opportunity and followed Gong Zhi's departure, also joining the group of officials. He had seen through Yuanniang's thoughts and knew that this trip would definitely bring him wealth.

  Wan Niang invited several doctors upstairs.

  When Chen Qi discovered that Chen Jing had sneaked in, Chen Jing's figure had already disappeared around the bend of the stairs. Chen Qi was so angry that he stomped his feet and cursed this rascal for pretending to be a doctor and entering Xi Wen's boudoir without telling him.

  Take me with you!

  As they went upstairs, Wan Niang said: "Everyone please wait a moment, I'll let Xi Wen prepare and then ask for a diagnosis." She left the crowd in the west wing of the second floor and entered the master bedroom.

  The other doctors just discovered Chen Jing.

  "Uh...". Several doctors looked at Chen Jing in confusion.

  Gong Zhi knew Chen Jing was following him, but he deliberately kept quiet to cover for him.

  "This young master, how did you end up following us?" someone said.

  "I am a doctor." Chen Jing replied matter-of-factly.

  Several doctors slightly furrowed their brows.

  There were only two doctors, looking at Chen Jing with caution. One was Gong Zhili and the other was the doctor invited by Meng Yanju.

  "What does this young master do?" Two tall and strong guards on the second floor saw Chen Jing mixed in with the old doctors who were fifty or sixty years old, and knew he was there to cause trouble, so they stepped forward to question him.

  "I am a doctor!" said Chen Jing.

  "Little master, if you want to see Miss Xiwen, it's better to wait until next time. If you write a poem with all your heart and show exceptional talent, maybe Miss Xiwen will take notice of you and grant you an audience. Don't make trouble for now." A doctor advised Chen Jing.

  He thought Chen Jing was also an unlearned and uncultured person who couldn't get what he wanted through polite means, so he resorted to this inferior tactic.

  "Delayed Miss's illness, can you afford it?" Someone was blunt.

  "Nowadays young people are really getting out of hand." Some people echoed in agreement.

  They all recognized that Chen Jiong was trying to take advantage of the chaos to see Xiwen Miss, so they looked down on Chen Jiong's behavior.

  Sneaking around like a thief is indeed despised by others.

  The two guards confirmed that Chen Jiong was indeed causing trouble and stepped forward saying: "Young master, are you leaving by yourself or do we need to ask you to leave?"

  Chen Jiong took two steps back.

  "What's going on?" asked Wen Niang, who happened to be coming out of the master bedroom.

  Wan Niang was slightly stunned when she saw Chen Jing.

  She remembered Chen Jing because Chen Jing wore the same outfit yesterday.

  Yesterday, Chen Jing said that Xi Wen was just slightly unwell.

  After Yuanniang returned, the more she thought about it, the less simple it seemed. At that time, if not for being anxious to save Wen, she shouldn't have rushed back so hastily and didn't bother to ask another question.

  "Is this Mr. Lang?" Yuanniang stepped forward and exchanged greetings with Chen Xuan.

  Everyone else was stunned.

  Several elderly doctors who had spoken disdainfully of Chen Jing felt their faces burning with shame. Let them talk.

  It turned out that this young man knew Wanjuan!

  This is really embarrassing.