For three consecutive days.
Lin Miao conducted regular diagnoses at the Convenient dical Diagnosis Point, and the patients were almost always full each day. He hadn’t considered adding more slots, as this number and pace were just right.
He wasn’t in a rush for ti, nor did he want to compete with the other two who had applied for the "Path to Sagehood" trial, even though there was a ranking involved.
Yet the significance of this ranking wasn’t substantial.
As long as one passed and obtained the "National Selection" Physician Order, the court’s rewards were the sa.
There was an ergency case once, a little girl had a high fever. Lin Miao applied acupuncture and the double effect of Xiao Chai Hu Tang.
After administering two doses, the child’s fever subsided, pulling her directly back from the brink of death.
If things had gone as usual, this child might have faced a grim fate, and the mother was endlessly grateful, kneeling and kowtowing to Lin Miao. Prior to this, there had been similar cases, handled by Physician Shen from Anning Hall, where the dication was ineffective, and the child didn’t survive much longer.
In the past, such occurrences of child mortality were commonplace. Although the parents grieved, they couldn’t bla the physicians.
After all, physicians aid to save lives, and the death of a patient provided no benefit to them.
The issue was that in the past, everyone thought physicians were of similar standards, and seeing any one of them was equivalent.
Now things were different.
The difference between skilled and average dical practitioners was evident, especially for those who had consulted Lin Miao, each of whom, if not fully recovered, showed significant improvent, and this spread through word-of-mouth.
The reputation of Mr. Lin’s skillful hands grew increasingly prominent, with a hint of fa.
The Convenient dical Diagnosis Point at Xiuyue Square not only attracted local residents but also those from other areas who ca seeking treatnt.
With more patients co all sorts of people.
"Mr. Lin, are you married? If not, I have plenty of lovely young ladies here. Whatever type you fancy, I can find them for you..."
Today’s patient was a "matchmaker," as commonly known: a marriage broker. She ca for treatnt but didn’t forget her job, attempting to matchmake for Lin Miao right in front of his senior sister, effortlessly listing available girls and their ages.
Around fifty years old, experiencing early nopause, hot flashes, night sweats, dizziness, tinnitus, palpitations, insomnia. This is a typical case of nopausal syndro.
Generally believed to be caused by kidney yin and yang deficiencies. Sotis both yin and yang are deficient, treatable with nourishing the kidneys, softening the liver, clearing heart fire, mainly replenishing kidney yin, soothing the liver and regulating qi, calming the heart, and extinguishing fire.
Prescription: Er Xian Tang. The primary herbs are Xian Mao and Xian Ling Pi (Epidium), supplented with Ba Ji Tian, Dang Gui, Huang Bai, Zhi Mu, etc., with additional herbs added as needed based on the patient’s condition.
"Junior brother, are you married? Do you have soone you fancy?" After the matchmaker left, Sun Youwei asked with flushed cheeks, lightly biting her lip.
"Senior sister, you’ve learned to joke already. Surely you know whether I’m married or not?" Lin Miao chuckled, noticing his senior sister’s personality becoming more lively and cheerful. Previously, she was ill, facing life’s uncertainties, which inevitably brought down her spirits. Nowadays, under his care, her condition has greatly improved, showing no signs of relapse. Without burdens, her mood naturally brightened.
He sincerely hoped Sun Youwei could find happiness. At nineteen years old, in his world, this was still the age for academic pursuits, carefree and without concerns for the future.
"How would I know? Tell ?" Sun Youwei asked with a mischievous gleam in her eye.
"If you’re really curious, I’ll tell you in your room tonight," Lin Miao laughed slyly, "Next patient."
"Pah, I won’t do that!"
Sun Youwei imdiately lowered her head, a hint of blush flashed across her face. Alone, at night, the junior brother was becoming more and more audacious.
Father, how did you never realize that the junior brother’s previous honesty was all a facade, at his core, he’s a troublemaking rascal!
The next patient was a man in his fifties, limping, with evident mobility issues.
"Uncle, where exactly do you feel unwell?" Lin Miao took the registration slip and placed it in the holder aside, then asked warmly.
"My foot hurts, I can’t bear any weight on it."
"Let see your foot." Lin Miao stood up, bent down, and rolled up the old man’s trouser leg. In such cold weather, the old man wore only thin shoes, his feet were red from the cold. Clearly, he lacked cotton shoes, or he wouldn’t be wearing thin ones out.
"Uncle, have you injured your ankle before?" Lin Miao imdiately noticed the swollen, misshapen ankle after a brief examination.
"Yes, last autumn, I was working on a beam and got knocked by it. I didn’t think much of it and continued working. But the next day, it was unbearable. I saw a physician, took dicine, improved sowhat, but then resud work for two months, and the pain beca too severe..."
"Healing bones and tendons requires a hundred days, even if it doesn’t ache, a period of recuperation is necessary. You’ve started working too soon, and the ankle’s misshapen condition is challenging to deal with." Lin Miao sighed; doctors aren’t miracle workers. If patients delay treatnt, physicians have limited options.
"What should I do, Mr. Lin? I’m the only breadwinner in the family." The man beca anxious.
"Uncle, if you trust , I could perform a minor surgery, remove bone fragnts, realign your bones, and you’ll need half a year to recuperate. It won’t guarantee restoration to its original state, but it’ll have minimal deviation." Lin Miao said.
"Half a year, but how will my family survive during this ti?"
"There’s no alternative. Even without surgery, you can’t work in your current state. If it worsens, this leg may beco useless."
"Mr. Lin, are you trying to scare ?"
"Uncle, we bear no grievances; treating you doesn’t profit . Why would I do such a thing?" Lin Miao replied, "Moreover, I have no shortage of patients, and don’t need to insist on performing this surgery on you, wouldn’t you say?"
"I’ll consider it, I need to discuss it at ho, alright?"
"Alright, but even if we proceed with surgery, we need to reduce the swelling first. I’ll prescribe you dication to take, check back in three days if the swelling subsides, and the follow-up consultation will be free." Lin Miao said.
"Thank you, Mr. Lin."
Lin Miao had just examined the old man; his ankle seed to have a fracture initially, nothing too serious. However, he was too eager to get back to work, engaging in strenuous labor, which led to a secondary injury. The fracture shifted, and bone fragnts were pushed out.
A minor injury turned into a major one.
"Junior Brother, can this uncle’s injury be operated on?"
"Yes, this is an orthopedic surgery, simpler than internal surgery. If Senior Sister wishes to learn, I can teach you."
"Junior Brother, how do you know everything? My father can’t teach you anything like this. Do you have a master outside?" Sun Youwei asked.
"Senior Sister, we’re together every day. Wouldn’t you know if I had a master outside?" Lin Miao replied, "I’ve awakened my innate wisdom, suddenly becoming enlightened, just getting smarter."
"Junior Brother, don’t trick your Senior Sister."
"Senior Sister, why would I deceive you? It’s indeed like this," Lin Miao said seriously. In a certain sense, traveling through ti and rebirth is akin to awakening innate wisdom; now two people’s mories have rged into one, with no discomfort."
"Oh, you’ve co?" The next patient was soone Lin Miao had seen before, a woman suffering from "Yin Ulcer Poisonous Joint."
She looked much better today, clearly responding to the dication, and ca for a follow-up.
"Mr. Lin, thank you. Without you, I wouldn’t know how to live the rest of my life..." The woman imdiately drew out a handkerchief, unable to stop her tears.
"Alright, extend your hand; let check your pulse," Lin Miao calmly instructed.
"Your pulse is much better. You need to continue taking dicine for a period. Don’t be anxious, relax; as long as I haven’t said the condition is incurable, it’s not a big problem," Lin Miao smiled, saying, "Senior Sister, you should also check her pulse."
While Senior Sister was checking her pulse, Lin Miao had already prepared a prescription.
"Mr. Lin, I have so sisters who feel unwell but don’t want others to know. Can they co here for treatnt?"
"Of course, there’s no problem. Anyone can co here as long as they follow the rules and wait for their turn," Lin Miao laughed, "Moreover, protecting patient privacy is also part of our professional dical ethics."
"Great, then I’ll go back and tell them," the woman took the prescription and hurriedly left.
"Junior Brother, is this woman hiding her identity, doing that kind of business?" Sun Youwei asked, innocent and kind but not naive. Plus, her ho was next to Huaye Tower, a place like that; she naturally understood a bit more, especially since she was now friends with Shi Yin and Liuli.
"See but don’t speak; protecting patient privacy is our responsibility as physicians," Lin Miao said.
"Mm." Sun Youwei nodded, standing up and saying, "I’ll go change with Xia Zhu and also check on Supervisor Shi."
"Go ahead," Lin Miao nodded. Supervisor Shi was quite good, with high dical skills, especially in dicinal material preparation, and shared common ground with Sun Youwei, who grew up with herbs. Being both won, she felt more at ease.
...
In the evening, after the small study session, Si Miaoxue pushed open the secret door, having clearly been waiting there.
Actually, Lin Miao intended to expand the space within the secret passageway and construct an underground space for practice.
He had already begun preparing.
And finding a place to dispose of the excess excavated soil was crucial.
This residence wasn’t his yet; even if he put effort into refining it, it might end up benefiting the owner.
Thus, buying this house was the first step.
Then he could start renovations, mixing the soil from the secret passage with the debris from house alterations, disposing of it unnoticed.
"Mr. Lin, the past three days have been silent outside. Shanglin Temple hasn’t stirred, nor the Marquis Lingyang’s Mansion. Don’t you find this calm a bit eerie?" Si Miaoxue gracefully stepped forward.
"Has there been any news from Mr. Xue?"
"Apparently, he’s alive; it’s said that the Marquis Lingyang’s wife invited Ye Shengyuan from Shengyuan Hall for daily consultations, likely to heal Mr. Xue."
"What about the person trailing Mr. Xue, who’s pinned the bla on us, any updates?"
"No idea. There are Green Blade Sect people inside the Marquis Lingyang’s Mansion. Previously, I didn’t pay much attention there, so there’s no one infiltrated; it’s hard to know what’s going on inside," Si Miaoxue shook her head.
"Isn’t Mr. Pei a frequent guest at Huaye Tower? You can gather information from him," Lin Miao said, "Isn’t he buddies with Mr. Xue?"
"Do you even need to say it? But Mr. Pei is always accompanying Mr. Xue, and hardly cos alone. I can’t force him here, can I?"
"Spread the word quietly that Miss Shi Yin is preparing for marriage," Lin Miao thought for a mont and instructed.
"Mr. Lin, you didn’t develop feelings for Shi Yin, did you? She’s still young; wait a couple of years before settling down, isn’t that better?"
"I’m using this as bait for Mr. Pei; if he doesn’t co, how can we find out about the Marquis Lingyang’s Mansion?"
"You’d better think it over; Shi Yin may seem innocent on the surface, but she might be concealing her true thoughts," Si Miaoxue said.
Innocence from a place like Qin Lou, if truly innocent, she’d have been devoured with not even bones left.
"Are you going to talk to her, or shall I?"
"You..., never mind, I’ll handle it," Si Miaoxue blinked, suddenly thinking of sothing, and quickly changed her mind.
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