Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 225 Pay attention to

Hearing this, Lin Wenxuan felt more relieved, and his smile grew wider: "Thank you for being willing to be my first acupuncture patient."

"As long as I come to you for acupuncture in the future, you can put me first in line. You know I'm very busy."

Lin Wenxuan nodded vigorously.

Chef Wang smiled, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Young man, you are becoming more and more capable. Your master has a successor!"

Lin Wenxuan smiled modestly, and Doctor Ma beside him also said that he still had a lot to learn and it was still a long way to go before he could become a master.

Several people were talking to each other lively and nonstop. Song Ying thought that he still had to give acupuncture to someone in the afternoon. If he didn't go to eat, the patient would be here soon, so he took the silver needle and left.

Entering the pharmacy, she had just put the silver needles into the pot to boil when Lin Wenxuan came over: "Thank you very much for helping me today, otherwise, I don't know how long it would take before I dared to give the injections."

When Chef Wang said he wanted to come again next time, he actually had the idea of backing out.

If he backed out then, he would probably still be too scared to give the injection the next time he tried. What's more, Chef Wang probably wouldn't dare to let him try again next time.

"As you said, we are fellow disciples, so we should help each other. We can't be so polite." Song Ying smiled. "Besides, to be honest, you have always helped me more. This is just a small repayment."

Initially, it was Lin Wenxuan who was willing to teach her how to identify herbs, which gave her the opportunity to collect herbs and make money. Later, it was he who recommended herself to Dr. Lin, so that she could become his apprentice and study medicine.

"Yes, yes, we are from the same school, and it is only natural for us to help each other." Lin Wenxuan also smiled. Having overcome a great obstacle, he felt more relaxed than ever before.

"By the way, Senior Brother, I want to buy a set of silver needles. Do you know where to buy them?"

Now she is somewhat famous among the small vendors in Qingshui County and can barely be considered a doctor. If she is a doctor, how come she has no food to eat?

"The silver needles used by our doctors are not made casually. They are not sold in the county. We have to prepare the materials and drawings ourselves and ask specialized and experienced craftsmen to make them."

Song Ying exclaimed "Ah", a little surprised, then she remembered that she couldn't find medical books in the bookstore, and felt a little relieved.

Medical skills are a skill passed down from master to apprentice orally, and the specific things used in medicine are also mastered by the doctors.

"Then I will go back and study the sizes of each needle." Although she gives acupuncture to people every day, she can't really tell how long and thick each needle is, she only knows roughly.

For example, the triangular needle is also called the sharp needle, and the tip of the needle is triangular; the round needle has an oval tip; the chisel needle is like an arrowhead; the beryllium needle is like a sword; the tip of the spear needle is blunt and round; the long needle is relatively long, and the tip of the large needle is like a stick, which is somewhat similar to the sharp needle; the fine needle has a straight and smooth needle body; the round needle is shaped like a horsetail, and the tip is round and sharp.

"No need to study, my aunt and master have the blueprints. When we get to the twelfth lunar month and have some free time, we can go find a craftsman to make the silver needles for us."

"I should be free in the twelfth lunar month, but senior brother, don't you still have to prescribe medicine? Can you be free?" Song Ying expressed his doubt. The twelfth lunar month is colder than the winter month, and there will probably be more patients suffering from colds at that time.

For those who already have minor or major ailments, not only will their condition be aggravated in severe cold weather, but they will also be more likely to contract other diseases.

"Definitely. People are most taboo in the twelfth month and the first month of the lunar year. Unless it is absolutely necessary, they will not see a doctor or take medicine.

It is to seek a good omen, hoping that the new year will not only start peacefully without illness or disaster, but also end smoothly.

There are also some people who are very particular about taking medicine, so they will buy the medicine and boil it directly in our clinic, and then go back after taking it.”

"It can be like this!" Song Ying was stunned.

Lin Wenxuan nodded, and suddenly thought of something, and reminded: "By the way, when you go to visit relatives during the Chinese New Year this year, it's best to ask them in advance if they mind. We are doctors, and some people think that meeting a doctor during the Chinese New Year is a bad omen."

Song Ying: “…”

Meeting a doctor means it is a bad omen, so you should not see a doctor when you are sick. If you are weak and the omen is not good, you will die.

She rolled her eyes, thinking that she was stupid for caring about people saying that she was an orphan and it was unlucky. In the eyes of these people, everything in the world could have a bad meaning.

"Wait, those people are making medicine in our clinic, so how can we have free time? Shouldn't we be busier?"

"Don't worry, we just lend them the clinic to make medicine. They have to make the medicine themselves, and even the firewood and pots have to be obtained by themselves."

Song Ying rolled his eyes and said jokingly, "Firewood and wealth sound similar. When they bring firewood from home, don't they worry about taking out all the wealth in the house?"

“Some people buy their firewood directly from the street because they are worried.”

Song Ying: “…”

In the following days, Song Ying gave acupuncture to female patients, while Lin Wenxuan was responsible for male patients. When he had free time, Song Ying also followed Lin Wenxuan to learn how to prepare medicine. They were so busy that they had no time to rest. Gradually, Lin Wenxuan rarely went to Shen Mansion to practice with the acupuncture bronze man.

Busy days always pass quickly, and in the blink of an eye it is already the twelfth lunar month.

The situation was exactly as Lin Wenxuan had said. No one came to them for acupuncture anymore, and fewer and fewer patients came to the clinic for treatment. One after another, some people began to boil medicine in the clinic, from morning to night.

Song Ying and the other two were all doctors. They didn't mind the smell of the medicine and asked some people to boil it in the house. They even saved the trouble of using a charcoal basin.

That day, at 3 p.m., Song Ying packed up and prepared to return to Shen Mansion.

Although the Shen Mansion doesn't pay her wages now, she lives in the Shen Mansion after all. She didn't mention it when she was busy before, but now that she has some free time, she has to show her appreciation.

Therefore, as soon as the number of patients decreased, she asked Doctor Ma for permission to go back to Shen Mansion at noon to take care of the medicinal food, and go back early in the afternoon.

Lin Wenxuan reminded: "Don't forget, we will meet at the intersection of East Street at the beginning of Si hour tomorrow."

"I remember it, I won't forget it." Song Ying waved his hand, "You take care of my uncle, let him go to bed early tonight, and I will write the pulse case tomorrow."

Doctor Ma, who had just come out of the clinic, felt warm in his heart when he heard this, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise a little. He thought to himself that girls are more considerate than boys after all.

Song Ying returned to the Shen Mansion and went to the small kitchen immediately. Chuntao had already taken out all the food and medicinal materials. Apart from her, the only other person in the small kitchen was the fifth lady, Shen Wanting.

Song Ying was a little surprised. As the weather got colder, Shen Wanting and her two sisters arrived at the kitchen later and later. Sometimes, they would arrive late only after Chuntao had prepared the medicinal food and brought it to Ninghui Hall.