manynovel Chapter 392: Searching for Medicine at Yunyang Pavilion
Chapter 392: Searching for Medicine at Yunyang Pavilion
"I don't know if it was over there who did it, but you are to blame for the way the master has become now!"
Kong wiped away her tears and looked at Jiang Youzhen with hatred in her eyes.
If it weren't for Jiang Youzhen, the master wouldn't have become like this. They would just live a dull life, the master would be a teacher for the rest of his life, and the daughter would find a good family in the future. Not as good as the best, but better than the worst, and life would go on like this.
But now they are involved in the court, and their originally peaceful life has been disrupted. And all this is because of Jiang Youzhen.
"The reason is still unknown, and there is no guarantee that the teacher was poisoned. If it was really because of me, I would definitely take on the responsibility of taking care of the whole family and find a famous doctor for the teacher. I would not leave it alone.
Although I know this cannot bring back anything, this is the best way to make up for it.”
Jiang Youzhen also felt very uncomfortable. This was the saying "I didn't kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren died because of me"!
Although the person behind the scenes was hateful, she could understand Qian's mentality of taking her anger out on others, but she had not expected it to be like this before. She could only say that things are unpredictable.
Kong had a sullen face, while Qian Ru beside her didn't dare to breathe.
"Please have a good rest, Master's wife. Leave the rest to me!" Jiang Youzhen said, bowed, and turned to leave the main room.
After Jiang Youzhen left, Kong collapsed on the armchair. She knew she was taking her anger out on him, but as long as she thought that the master became like this because of Jiang Youzhen, she could not forgive him.
She is not a saint, and she really cannot have no grudge against Jiang Youzhen.
Jiang Youzhen returned to the flower hall and found Jiang Fugui and his wife still waiting there.
"Son! How is your teacher? I heard he woke up. Can we go visit him?"
As soon as Shen saw Jiang Youzhen coming in, she came forward and asked anxiously.
Jiang Youzhen was a little tired at first, but when he heard Shen's concern, his heart warmed.
"The teacher has woken up, but this is what a stroke is like. He cannot recover at the moment. This house is in a mess. You and dad go back first. I will stay and take care of the teacher. I have to take care of some things."
Jiang Fugui saw that Jiang Youzhen looked unhappy, and hurriedly said, "Hey! Then your mother and I won't make things worse. Don't worry about the family, we will take good care of it. You can ask for leave from the government school for the next two days and stay in the government to help."
"I haven't asked clearly yet. Let's go visit him!" Shen was very worried, but she felt a little uneasy about leaving Jiang Youzhen alone.
"Okay! I believe Xiao Lang will handle it. We will only cause trouble if we stay here. Let's go back first!"
Jiang Fugui grabbed Shen. His daughter's face was obviously not right, and if they stayed, they would distract her.
"Look at me! It's noon, Dad and Mom, have you eaten? I'll ask the kitchen to prepare some food." Jiang Youzhen suddenly remembered that it was getting late. They had not eaten yet and had ignored Shen and the others.
"We are going back now, so why don't we go back home to eat. How can the Qian family have the energy to prepare meals at this time? It will be quick to go back, and it will be more comfortable to eat at home." Jiang Fugui quickly refused.
"Okay!" Jiang Youzhen thought of Kong's attitude and agreed.
"If we don't go to see it, then should we give some gifts? After all, it would be impolite to come here empty-handed, right?" Shen suddenly thought of this.
"No need, I will have someone prepare it. You don't have any precious herbs, so I will prepare it myself."
After Jiang Youzhen finished speaking, he ordered his men to harness the carriage and let Jiang Fugui and the others go back first.
"Qing Lang, has the doctor you asked arrived?" Jiang Youzhen turned to look at Qing Lang and asked.
"Master, they are here! There are five of them in total, all of them are doctors with some reputation in the city."
"Take him to the bedroom and let them take his pulse alone." Jiang Youzhen nodded.
Soon the doctors were brought to the bedroom, but after careful diagnosis, they all came to the same conclusion as the previous doctor.
Jiang Youzhen frowned. It was now certain that Qian Chongen had been poisoned, but so far, no doctor had been able to see any clues and all had diagnosed it as a stroke.
"Huh? That's not right?" The last doctor was a street doctor. He didn't have a clinic, but lived in the south city. People nearby thought he had excellent medical skills, so they recommended him.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Youzhen was somewhat delighted and asked immediately.
"I, Lu, have traveled extensively for so many years. What kind of difficult and complicated diseases have I not seen? This pulse is not right! It did sound like hyperactivity of liver yang just now, but after careful analysis, I don't think it is the case."
The doctor's hair and beard were already gray. He stroked his beard, pondered for a long time, and then put his fingers on Qian Chongen's wrist again.
Everyone in the room dared not breathe, and after a long time, the old doctor finally let go of his hand.
His eyes widened as he said confidently, "It's probably not a stroke, it's poisoning. Tell me about the patient's condition and see if I can find any clues."
A glimmer of hope suddenly ignited in the hearts of the Kong family and the others. Since the diagnosis was poisoning, perhaps this old doctor had a way to save Qian Chongen.
“There was nothing unusual in the past few days. Although I had a few arguments with grandpa, he didn’t take it to heart afterwards. He didn’t suffer a stroke!
The master is usually in good health. He had a serious illness more than ten years ago. After he recovered, I took good care of him. He has not had even a headache or fever in these years. I took good care of him. "
Mrs. Kong was a little anxious, and her eyes were full of hope as she looked at the old doctor.
The old doctor stroked his beard and said, "Usually there are symptoms before a stroke, but you said there are none. It suddenly became like this, so you must have taken poison.
This poison is extremely powerful and can kill people, but I don’t know if it was because the dosage was not enough or because the master was in good health, but he didn’t die, but had a stroke instead.”
This old doctor is quite capable. Jiang Youzhen immediately handed over the yellow paper wrapped in a handkerchief.
"It was found in the kitchen. It looks like a medicine bag. But it has been soaked by water. I don't know if it can still be identified."
The doctor quickly took it, took a look, smelled it, and finally shook his head helplessly.
"It is impossible to tell, even if a great immortal came."
In fact, Jiang Youzhen had been mentally prepared for a long time. After all, this life did not have the high-tech equipment like in the previous life, and it was impossible to do any tests.
"Do you think there is an antidote for this poison?" Jiang Youzhen continued to ask.
The old doctor shook his head. "The poison has been acting up for too long. I don't think it will work. But if you have found the poison, you can try it. It might work."
As he spoke, he suddenly thought of something and said, "Young Master, why don't you go to Yunyang Pavilion and ask? They will get you any strange and bizarre things there. Even if they don't have it, they will accept various rewards. As long as you can afford it, they will do their best to help you find it."
Jiang Youzhen nodded, but she ignored it.
"Thank you for letting me know. I'll be there right away." Jiang Youzhen thanked him repeatedly, turned around and left the house.
Kong wanted to call her, but in the end she didn't say a word.
"Huh? This young master is really impatient. Even if there is such a miraculous medicine, it would cost at least several hundred taels, or at most several thousand taels. If he goes like this, I'm afraid he won't even get the medicine." The old doctor sighed and shook his head.