Chapter 812

The first thing Zi An said when he woke up was to ask, "Where's Lao Qi?"

Qin Zhou quickly said: "Don't worry, he is not dead."

Zian let out a long breath of relief.

"Although he didn't die, he didn't live well, and he hasn't woken up yet." Ah Jing said honestly from the side.

Zi An raised his heart that had just been let go, rolled his eyes, and almost fainted.

Qin Zhou scolded angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? Ask the doctor to go down and prescribe the medicine, and you can make the medicine yourself."

Ah Jing felt wronged, but he didn't dare to disobey Qin Zhou's order, so he led Wu Yanzu down.

After leaving the door, Wu Yanzu asked, "Your Excellency said just now, how much is the reward?"

"If Madam recovers, I will give you a reward of ten or eight taels. If you still cure the master, I will give you twice as much."

Wu Yanzu was overjoyed, "Really?"

Twelve or eight, how many symptoms does he have to look at, the officials are generous in their actions.

With money as encouragement, after Wu Yanzu prescribed the medicine for Zian, he devoted all his attention to Murong Jie's injury, hoping to earn more taels of silver.

It's no wonder Wu Yanzu, now, the monthly salary of a disgraceful maid is only seven or eight taels of silver. He walks the streets and alleys to treat people's illnesses. To cure a disease, not counting the medical fee, it is only about fifty cents. For those who are stingy or poor, giving 20 Wen is enough to buy ten steamed buns.

The barefoot doctor is different from the doctor who sits in the hall and runs a medical clinic. The income is meager, which is not a tenth of that of others.

Therefore, if poor people get sick, they don't all have the money to go to a doctor, at most they ask a barefoot doctor to treat them.

Barefoot doctors who have just entered the profession may not necessarily have excellent medical skills, but they have more clinical experience than sitting doctors. To a certain extent, their medical skills are even better than sitting doctors.

Although Zian woke up, he was still in a bad mood, and Qin Zhou didn't talk nonsense, he just explained things to her.

I saw her on the official road and rescued her, then Ah Jing took people to the Dragon King Temple, and when he went to the Dragon King Temple, everyone except Brother Murong Jie was burned to death.

After King Nanhuai brought it back, he asked a doctor to treat him. He didn't die, but he woke up. Now he is also offering decoction and is locked in a prison.

As for Murong Jie, he hasn't woken up yet, and the revolving doctors all said that he couldn't cure it, but this barefoot doctor Wu Yanzu said he was somewhat sure.

In fact, Wu Yanzu didn't say that he was somewhat sure, but Qin Zhou deliberately said so in order to make Zi An feel at ease.

After hearing Qin Zhou's words, Zian said that he wanted to see Murong Jie.

Qin Zhou persuaded, "Your injuries are serious, and you cannot move for now. Even if you see him, what can you do?"

Zi'an said anxiously: "Don't forget that I am also a doctor."

Qin Zhou thought about it, and said, "Lie down first, I'll ask someone to prepare and carry you there."

When the magistrate heard that Zian had woken up, he felt a little relieved, at least the female bandit would no longer force him to find a doctor.

He counted with his fingers, and the people from the Zhaozhou Guard camp were almost here.

After the rescuers were dispatched, he also became a little tougher when speaking to Qin Zhou.

However, he also secretly suspected that these thieves only hijacked the Yamen, but did not go out to burn, kill and loot.

However, hijacking the yamen is a heinous crime, it is a problem with the court, and it is a traitor.

Qin Zhou ordered him to prepare his shoulders. Although he was a little bit stiffer, he didn't dare to disobey Qin Zhou's words.

It was only a few steps for the two of them to carry Zi'an, but Zi'an was not good at walking, even if he went out of the door, he couldn't walk, so he had to be carried over.

Qin Zhou entered the room first, and lifted the curtain to let Zian in.

Zian saw Murong Jie on the bed at a glance, lifeless, and before she got close, she felt a wave of decadence dissipating.

She is a military doctor, and most of the people she dealt with in the past were injured people. Over time, she developed a keen intuition, and seriously injured patients would have this feeling.

Qin Zhou helped her son settle down, and she sat by the bed, looking at Murong Jie's face that was so pale that there was no blood in it, the stubble had grown out, covered his chin and lips with green, indescribably haggard and vicissitudes.

His breathing was very weak, Zian took his pulse, and the pulse was also very weak, barely audible.

His injury is very serious.

Wu Yanzu was also there, thought that Zi'an was here to see him, but he didn't expect to get his pulse, so he asked, "Ma'am, do you also know medical skills?"

"Yeah!" Zian looked up at him and nodded in greeting, "You are the doctor who saved me, right? I haven't thanked you yet."

"No thanks, doctor, it's a matter of duty." Wu Yanzu said coyly, this lady is too polite, not at all the indifference and arrogance of an official wife.

Zi'an unbuttoned Murong Jie's clothes, looked at his wounds, saw the sword wound on his chest, she couldn't help taking a breath, and tears fell directly.

"Do you have a needle?" she asked Wu Yanzu.

Just now I heard Qin Zhou say that this doctor knows acupuncture and moxibustion, so he must carry an acupuncture bag with him.

"Yes, you will?" Wu Yanzu asked.

"Know a thing or two!"

Wu Yanzu took out the needle bag, hesitated for a moment, "It's just that the injury of this master is very serious, so it's not good to give the needle casually, you use it at your own discretion."

Qin Zhou took his needle pack and handed it to Zian, and asked about Murong Jie's injury, "How is it?"

Seeing that Zi'an was suffering, she also felt uncomfortable, and hoped that Murong Jie would be fine.

He took out the handkerchief and wiped away the tears for Zian.

Zian lowered his head, hiding the pain in his eyes, "I'll give him an injection first, and then prescribe the medicine."

Wu Yanzu was slightly surprised, she really knew acupuncture?

Seeing that Zian was more proficient at selecting acupoints and administering needles than himself, he was a little worried, fearing that he would not be able to earn the doctor's consultation fee.

After applying acupuncture to stimulate the acupoints, Zian prescribed a prescription and handed it to Qin Zhou, "Help me ask someone to fetch the medicine, two doses a day, this prescription will be taken for three days."

"Okay!" Qin Zhou took it and handed it to the magistrate, "Have you heard how to do it?"

The magistrate took the prescription with a sullen expression on his face. He was an official ordered by the court, but he was pointed at like a slave.

He wanted to refute a few words, but seeing that Qin Zhou's eyes were already cold, he had no choice but to go out dejectedly with his head down.

As soon as he went out, he saw the yamen servant walking over quickly, "My lord!"

The magistrate swept over coldly, "What's the matter?"

"The people from Zhaozhou have arrived." The yamen servant said in a low voice.

The magistrate's face was ecstatic, "Really?"

"It's absolutely true, I've arrived in Qingzhou, and now I'm coming to the yamen." The yamen servant said.

The magistrate slammed the prescription on the ground, "Okay, it's just in time, let's see how arrogant the group of thieves are!"

He raised his hand, "Go, go to meet him."

Zi'an sat beside Murong Jie's bed, unwilling to go back no matter what.

Qin Zhou worriedly said: "You are also wounded yourself, how can you sit here? Go back and rest."

Zian's nose was blocked badly, and he said in a nasal voice: "I can't calm down when I go back, so it's better to stay with him here, Qin Zhou, I'm fine, I know my body myself."

Qin Zhou knew that their husband and wife were deeply in love, even if he asked her to go back, he would be very worried, so it would be better to ask her here.

After thinking about it, she said: "How about this, I'll ask someone to put an extra bed in the room, and you can stay in this room too."

"Thank you!" Zi'an said gratefully.

Qin Zhou stood up, "Don't say these polite words in the future."