Good Fortune Arrives at the Door of a Rural Doctor's Daughter

  At this moment, Pingge on the kang had a severe cough, his small face turned red, almost vomiting out bile. Originally he was already running a high fever, and now because of the severe cough, his face became even redder, just like a fully cooked shrimp!

  Wang's mother rushed over, supporting him, tears streaming down her face. "My poor son, how did you get this strange illness? It must have been transmitted by the Liu family's child. Wait, I'll go find the Liu family and demand justice."

  One sentence made Fu Qiu Lian's mouth twitch, your son is about to die, the illness is getting heavier and heavier, you don't think of a way to invite a doctor, but instead go to settle accounts with others?

  Take another look, the few people in the Wang family next door are standing by with red eyes, Wang Pingfu is squatting at the door with his head in his arms. Even if it's his own wife who invited Lian Qing and a few others to come in, he didn't even raise an eyebrow to take a look. In his opinion, this son of his is simply incurable.

  A hypochondriac and a spendthrift.

  Wang Lao Die crouched in a corner of the house, silently smoking his dry tobacco pipe. Amidst the mist and fog, he let out a long sigh, "Third child, just take a look for me. If you can manage it, that's his fate. If not... if it really doesn't work out, I'll understand, and it won't be your fault..."

  "Brother, I..." Lian Qing originally wanted to say that the kid from Liu's family wasn't raised by him, and he didn't want his own wife to take the blame, what does his own wife know?

  This is a matter of life and death.

  If it's cured, then that's fine. If not, people will remember the hatred for a lifetime. But as soon as Qing's words had just come out, before they had even fallen to the ground, Fu Qiu Lian had already hastily and quickly cut him off, "Uncle, if you trust me, just listen to me, let me try?"

  "Who?"

  "Sister."

  The suspicious words came from Wang Lao's mouth, and the one who shouted "Sister" was Fu Zhanqiang. He was both shocked and angry - this was a matter of life and death, how could it be taken lightly? But he couldn't bear to blame his own sister, so he turned around and glared fiercely at Lian Qing - it's all this kid's fault!

  Got it, Lian Qing waved her hand and lay down again, indicating that she would be shot again. Fu Qiulian clearly understood her brother's thoughts, but she was not the real Fu Qiulian, and besides, her past life was a professional, and her professional ethics made her unable to say no.

  "Brother, let me try, I won't mess it up. Just the other day, I even saved the grandson of the Li family, brother you don't believe can ask husband is what I said."

  Is it really true? What kind of illness can my own sister cure, isn't this just nonsense? Is even Qing also being taken advantage of by her? Fu Zhan's eyes, filled with doubt and a hint of accusation, looked towards Lian Qing, only to see Lian Qing nodding his head with a bitter smile. "It's true, the Liu family's child had chickenpox, and it was my wife who cured him. And previously, Chen Dage's child drowned, but it was also my wife who saved him."

  Is it really all true?

  Can my sister cure diseases?

  Before he could even process what was happening, Fu Qiulian had already quickly and urgently called out to the Wang family's servants, "Hurry up and get him changed into some dry clothes. Also, bring a wet cloth to put on his forehead to cool him down. Oh, and be careful not to touch those scratched wounds on his body or they'll become infected."

  Watching Wang busy doing things according to her words, she saw Ping Ge coughing again, his small face red with anger and annoyance. "You don't understand medicine, you don't even know to ask a doctor for help. This child's illness is clearly being delayed by you people. If it's late another half day, it will definitely become pneumonia." If it really becomes pneumonia, I'm afraid it will be a bit tricky even for her.

  It's not that she can't cure it, but a clever woman can't cook without rice.

  Only has medical skills, no medicine and no equipment!

  "Big sister, is Pingge still doing well?" Wang's eyes were fixed on her, full of pleading, "Big sister, my child and Maodou's child aren't suffering from the same illness, are they? Why is it that following your previous method, their condition is getting worse and worse?"

  Fu Qiu Lian looked at Wang Shi, who had a face that didn't know what was wrong and was still very wronged, rubbed her brow, "Wang family's sister-in-law, your child is not having chickenpox, this is urticaria."

  "Ah, what's wrong?"

  Her eyes twitched, she thought for a moment and changed her words. "In other words, your brother Pingge was bitten by an insect, his skin couldn't resist the bite, the insect bit him and caused inflammation, he scratched it and got infected, that's why they all grew one after another all over his body."

  "But he still has a fever—"

  "That's because you gave him a bath and didn't pay attention to keeping warm at night, so he caught a chill! It's wind-cold!" Fu Qiulian glared at the Wang family with an unkind gaze, her small face scrunched up in accusation. "You were right to give him a bath and wipe him down, but you made a mistake by not being careful, letting the child catch a cold, get a fever, and start coughing. That's how this came about. If you delay another day, I reckon it'll turn straight into pneumonia. By then, even if you want to cure it, it'll be hard."

  "What, what to do now?" Wang was scolded by Fu Qiulian and didn't dare say anything else. She looked at Fu Qiulian with a "yes, yes" expression, almost in tears, "What, big sister, what should our child do now?"

  "I'll write a prescription, let's get the medicine for him to take for seven days." After thinking for a moment, Fú Qiūlián decided to use Mahuang Lianqiao Chi Xiaodou Tang. Just as she was looking for a pen to write the prescription, the Wang family looked at Lián Qīngfū and his wife with anxious and sorrowful faces, their faces full of embarrassment.

  Where is their pen and ink?

  "Shall we go home and write?"

  Fu Qiu Lian nodded, in fact she couldn't wait to get out of the Wang house as soon as possible. The atmosphere was too unpleasant and made it hard for her to breathe. If she fainted, she would have to worry about the baby in her belly. As soon as she heard Qing's words, she immediately nodded, "Alright, let's do it your way. Who will go with me to get the prescription?"

  "I'll go." Wang's older brother stood up with a sullen expression, standing behind Fu Qiulian and her husband. "I'll go then. I'll also pick up the medicine on the way back."

  Ignoring Wang's gaze, the eldest brother of the Wang family turned to Fu Qiulian and said, "Are you leaving now?" The group returned to the Fu residence once again. Qing entered the house on her own to fetch a brush, inkstone, and paper. She spread out the paper and picked up the brush, saying, "Tell me, wife, and I'll help you record it."

  "Ephedra 6 grams, Lonicera 9 grams, apricot kernel 9 grams..." Fú Qiūlián's voice was clear and crisp, as if she had recited these things in her heart hundreds of times. At this moment, she spoke quickly without any hesitation, and the speed at which she wrote was also fast. However, Fú Zhǎnqiáng beside her looked suspicious, his eyes narrowing slightly - earlier, those words, if he hadn't misheard, should be the names of Chinese medicines?

  When did your own sister learn all these weird things?

  "Here, Wang Jia Gege, this is the prescription. You take it and give it to Ping Ge to eat." Fu Qiu Lian glanced at the prescription written by Lian Qing, took the pen from Lian Qing's hand, made some slight adjustments in two places, blew on the ink marks, and handed it to Wang Jia Gege. "I added some ingredients to stop coughing and dispel wind-cold. Take it twice a day, decocted in water, and drink it for seven days. His cough should be completely under control by then. You can rest assured."

  "Thank you, Lian Qing brothers, thank you." Wang's eldest brother walked away with a grateful face, holding Fangzi. Fu Qiulian turned her head and saw Fuzhang Qiang looking at her thoughtfully, his face sinking. Her heart skipped a beat, and she forced out a smile, "Brother, why are you looking at me like that? Can't I grow a flower on my face?"

  "When did you learn all this, and how come I didn't know?" Fú Zhǎnqiáng's eyes gleamed brightly as he stared at Fú Qiūlián, his gaze almost making her look away. But she knew clearly that she couldn't show weakness now, so she let out a soft hum, glared back at Fú Zhǎnqiáng with a spoiled and overbearing tone, "You don't see who I am, the sister of whom? Learning this is nothing, treating illnesses is just a small matter. I can do many things, brother. If you want to learn, I'll teach you?"

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