Doctor Hu went out and was not busy talking about Mr. Zong's condition. He held his waist and lamented repeatedly, "My waist, my old waist."
Bafang hurriedly stepped forward to help him. He, Zong Shouqing, also asked people to move out the cushioned chairs.
Doctor Hu sat down slowly, and the first thing he said was: "I have something to say to Mr. Meng."
Although Zong Shouqing was worried about his father's condition, he still gave him Meng Changqing and Doctor Hu made room, "I'm going to serve father in the room."
Seeing Zong Shouqing enter, Meng Changqing was about to ask if she had anything to say alone now, when she saw Doctor Hu extending his arms towards her. Take action.
"What do you mean?" Meng Changqing didn't understand.
"Diagnostic fee, money! One hundred taels of silver! Give it to me now."
Meng Changqing said with a smile: "One hundred taels of silver can cure my master's illness. This money must be given."
"Stop it! You have also studied medicine. After all, medicine and stone are not elixirs. There are always things that cannot be reached. These one hundred taels are just for me to check your pulse." Doctor Hu was determined to accept the money, otherwise he would really be sorry for his waist and Crotch, thighs.
Meng Changqing was really not happy about giving money. She said: "I don't have a hundred taels with me, so why don't I write an IOU and give it to you when I get back to Beishan County."
Doctor Hu pointed at her, "You don't have it with you, does the Meng Mansion not have it yet? Ask Bafang to get it."
Meng Changqing turned around twice, "Okay, Bafang will go back to Uncle Dai to get the money."
Watching Bafang leave the courtyard, Doctor Hu stood up holding on to the armrests of his chair, "Let's go, I have to go in and talk to Mr. Zong about Mr. Zong." "
In the room, Doctor Hu turned over the prescriptions prescribed by the imperial doctor before and said: "Master Zong's illness is ultimately a gastrointestinal problem. The imperial doctor must have told you this. Yes.
The prescriptions prescribed by the imperial doctors may seem different, but they are all appropriate to the severity of the condition at that time. ”
Zong Shouqing asked: "It's just a gastrointestinal problem, why is the disease so serious?"
From this sentence alone, Dr. Hu knew that Mr. Zong had no understanding of related diseases before, "Zong Sir, to give you an example that you can understand, a small wound on the sole of the foot can kill a person, let alone a problem in the body."
Doctor Hu lowered his voice, "Mr. Zong. After all, I am getting older and my intestines The stomach is not as good as that of a mature person, and the teeth are not as good as before. Even if you serve me carefully, you can't avoid the old man's single preference in diet.
I am not polite in my words, and my medical skills are not very good. Mr. Zong just listens to some words.
No matter what kind of decoction is put into the stomach, it will hurt the stomach to some extent. Even if these medicines are added with stomach-nourishing herbs, the effect will be extremely limited.
Such a disease can only be tolerated no matter what age it occurs. "
Zong Ruwen said: "Doctor Hu's last words are exactly what several imperial doctors said. "
Meng Changqing immediately asked Dr. Hu, "Is there any way to improve the symptoms? "
"The prescriptions and dietary supplements given by the imperial doctor are very good. According to the pulse record, Master Zong's condition is already recovering. ”
When Dr. Hu said this, Zong Ruwen’s solemn expression did not improve.
Dr. Hu also noticed this, "However, I have another set of massage methods that can help Mr. Zong recover."
After Dr. Hu finished speaking, he entered the inner room to help Mr. Zong. Ruwen massaged and asked the boy who served Zong Ruwen to learn from her side.
Seeing that Dr. Hu was not in front of him, Zong Shouqing pulled Meng Changqing out of the door and asked in a low voice: "Have you met anyone in private since Dr. Hu arrived in Beijing?"
Meng Changqing asked directly. : "Do you think Mr. Zong's illness is something strange?" Zong Shouqing said: "There is nothing I can't say to you. That's what I'm worried about."
Meng Changqing said this, "Although Dr. Hu has a weird temper, he is an upright man. He is not afraid of power or greedy for money. His family is not in danger."
Zong Shouqing looked into the distance. , "Ever since my father became ill, he has been diagnosed and treated by doctors in the government. However, his condition became more serious after two or three days. I suspected that his medical skills were not good, so I invited several doctors in the city. The diagnoses and medicines they prescribed were The prescription is almost the same.
I was worried, so I went to the palace to ask the emperor for a visit.
I have been taking the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor for a while, but it still doesn’t feel better. "
“So you think of Dr. Hu?” Meng Changqing said, “Doctor Hu is not in the capital. Even if there is any conspiracy, you have to wait until he shows up and send someone to contact him before you can get Dr. Hu to surrender.
I escorted Dr. Hu here, and I didn't come into contact with any suspicious people on the way.
Do you doubt that I want to harm Master too? "
Zong Shouqing immediately said: "I have never had such doubts. I know the time when the letter from Meng Mansion was sent. Counting the days, you had to travel day and night to get to Zong Mansion today.
Your respect for my father is absolutely unadulterated. "
"Then who do you suspect is going to attack Mr. Zong? "Meng Changqing asked.
Zong Shouqing shook his head.
Meng Changqing felt that he was trapped in the vortex of conspiracy he had spun, and said angrily: "No one in the government or the public knows about Mr. Zong's virtuous reputation. Although he has a high official title, he has no real power in his hands, and he never does anything. Whose backer, who would attack such a person? "
Zong Shouqing explained: "I am worried about my father? Kiss yourself..."
Meng Changqing looked at Zong Shouqing in surprise, and asked in confusion: "Why are you so worried?"
Zong Shouqing did not dare to meet Meng Changqing's eyes. , "You also know that when a father and a son are in power at the same time, either their official positions are not high, or one is high and the other is low."
Meng Changqing sighed, "Do you think Master is making way for you? Mr. Zong, you are mistaken!
Master has been with His Majesty for decades, how could he not understand His Majesty? Today, Your Majesty appoints people based on merit. With your talents, how could you If you are not allowed to be used by Your Majesty, why would you ask Master to use such means to pave your way to success?
In a few years, when the master resigns, your position will definitely be promoted.
Besides, how old is your child? How can Mr. Zong be willing to leave this family behind?"
< br>Zong Shouqing lowered his head and said with a wry smile: "As a son, I don't know him as well as you, as an apprentice."
"You just can't see clearly when you are in it."
"So, my father is really sick and old." His voice became softer and softer, and Meng Changqing almost couldn't hear the last two words.
Meng Changqing said, "Everyone will grow old."
The two stood in the corridor, silent for a long time.
The door behind them was knocked three times from the inside. Meng Changqing and Zong Shouqing turned around at the same time, and saw the servant of the Zongfu coming out. He said with an embarrassed look on his face, "The old man asked, are you two outside?" What are you mumbling about? It’s buzzing like a mosquito quarreling with flies.”
"Dr. Hu, is the massage over?" Zong Shouqing asked.
"Not yet." The boy replied respectfully, "Doctor Hu said that his waist was weak, so he lay down on the master's footrest without moving twice. Doctor Hu asked Mr. Meng to go in and massage." End of chapter)