"Senior Sister, tea."
Usually, this task was done by Xia Zhu, but now that Xia Zhu has gone to Yongning Hall, this job could only be done by Lin Miao.
It was possible to call Ling Yu’Er to help, but doing so would delay her studies and martial arts training.
"Last night, did Liuli leave?" Sun Youwei picked up the teacup, blew on the floating tea leaves, found it too hot to drink, and put it back down.
"Yes, Liuli has been with us for so long, I have to give her an explanation, I can’t just pretend not to know anything." Lin Miao nodded, "Senior Sister, you know the situation too."
"Take it easy, I won’t stop you with Liuli or Shi Yin, but for anyone else wanting to join in, I don’t have that much leniency." Sun Youwei said, even though she’s not officially the main wife yet, the concubines are coming in one after another. It’s not out of jealousy; it’s about the future. Even if these won love you, who would willingly miss out on even a little bit of care and attention?
Your body might be as strong as iron, but you can’t withstand it. Historically, those with nurous wives and concubines lived to an old age?
Indulging excessively at a young age, who’s going to feel sorry when your health fails in the future?
"I’ll listen to you, Senior Sister. By the way, how did your talk with Shen Haidong go yesterday?" Lin Miao asked before the diagnosis started, as he didn’t get ti to ask yesterday.
"He guessed it and isn’t willing to let go. After all, years of emotions can’t be put down just because you want to." Sun Youwei sighed. She understood Shen Haidong; if soone ca to her now and offered her compensation to give up Lin Miao, she wouldn’t agree either.
Of course, her situation is different from Shen Haidong’s. She and Lin Miao have mutual feelings, moving toward each other, but Shen Haidong has been the only one in love all along.
"Understandable, but if he persists in this, it’s not good for either of them. Letting go is the best for everyone." Lin Miao said, "Xia Zhu feels only familial love for Shen Haidong, not romantic love."
"And you, how much love do you have for , and how much kinship?" Sun Youwei suddenly asked.
"Three parts love, seven parts kin," Lin Miao thought for a mont and said.
"Why can’t it be seven parts love and three parts kin?" Sun Youwei said with so displeasure.
"We grew up together. Even if there’s no romantic love, the kinship is unbreakable and inseparable. As for love, it’s rooted in our kinship; it’s kinship first, then love. So it’s seven parts kin, three parts love." Lin Miao explained.
"And with Liuli and the others?"
"Like, without repulsion, at most one part love, two parts kin, not even ten." Lin Miao objectively analyzed.
"What about Sister Miaoxue?"
"With her, it’s a bit more, two parts love, three parts kin, a total of five."
"And Lianxin and Liansuo?"
"One part kin, one part love. Senior Sister, are you planning to rank us in your mind?" Lin Miao asked.
"No, I just want you to know what kind of feelings you truly have for us." Sun Youwei bit her lip and said.
"These feelings are not fixed; they only represent the current state of emotional relationships. Senior Sister, we should get to work now." Lin Miao reminded her.
"Oh, understood."
Outside, Lien Yurou started calling numbers.
As the first patient entered the consultation room, a day of dical consultations began.
After asking about the situation, examining the tongue coating, checking the pulse, and finally palpating, the entire process took about the ti to drink half a cup of tea.
After writing the prescription, it was handed to Sun Youwei to review, stamp, and collect the consultation fee, then the patient left with the prescription.
One after another.
Many of the morning patients had diarrhea from eating spoiled food. In the hot sumr weather, food spoils easily and is hard to preserve. No one wants to waste anything, so even if it spoils a little, people don’t want to throw it away.
Eating it leads to diarrhea, and in severe cases, dehydration.
Stopping the diarrhea and rehydrating is naturally the symptomatic treatnt.
Lin Miao found high-grade clay in Longchuan Canyon, which is the raw material for producing Mongolian Stone Dispersant. It is very effective in stopping diarrhea.
It also works on viral diarrhea, adsorbing toxins and bacteria in the digestive tract, covering and protecting the mucous mbrane.
The use of soil to treat ailnts really opened Guan Biyun’s eyes. Of course, the clay isn’t to be eaten arbitrarily; consuming too much isn’t good either.
It needs to be ground into a fine powder, then dissolved in hot water, with a maximum of one qian per dose, and at least six hours must pass before the next dose.
Too much can also obstruct the intestines, causing constipation.
One small packet at a ti is very effective.
Of course, it’s not a cure-all. For so types of functional or habitual diarrhea, its effects are limited, and the dicine needs to be prescribed based on the diagnosis.
Mongolian Stone Dispersant only stops the diarrhea; it doesn’t treat the underlying condition. Patients still need to take dicine as needed.
A morning session with thirty patients finished quickly, taking no more than one and a half hours in total, averaging half a cup of tea’s ti per patient.
This efficiency is about the sa as before.
"We have ti, so let’s go back and have our al at ho. Don’t let it be delivered. We can have lunch and then take a nap at ho." Lin Miao saw it was still early and suggested directly.
"Sounds good."
Just as they were about to tidy up and leave, an elder rushed in. Lien Yurou couldn’t stop him in ti, and he barged directly into the consultation room.
"Mr. Lin, please co quickly and take a look, my daughter-in-law is having a difficult childbirth..." The old man clasped his hands together in plea, beads of sweat covering his forehead as he spoke.
"Difficult childbirth, where is she?" Lin Miao’s expression changed instantly upon hearing this. "Did you hire a midwife?"
"We did, but the midwife said the baby’s position is wrong and she can’t correct it. She’s too afraid to proceed with the delivery," the old man explained.
"Senior sister, bring the dicine box and co with ." Lin Miao didn’t hesitate; this was a matter of saving a life, and not a mont could be wasted. Since they had sought him out, he couldn’t refuse.
"Alright," Sun Youwei quickly fetched the dicine box, packing the necessary drugs and instrunts. She even grabbed extra hemostatic cotton, just to be safe.
"Mr. Lin, let co along too. I’d like to observe and gain so experience," Lien Yurou also spoke up.
"Fine, having more people ans more help, but you must act according to my instructions and not take any unauthorized actions," Lin Miao reminded her.
"Understood."
The old man’s ho was quite far, three streets away. Fortunately, this wasn’t the forr Sun Youwei, otherwise, she wouldn’t have had the stamina to run there.
And then there was Lien Yurou, who, despite having so martial arts base, wasn’t very diligent, which made her skills quite diocre.
However, her stamina was decent, probably due to often helping her master, Guan Biyun, which was indeed ti and energy-consuming work.
Without good stamina, one really couldn’t handle this job.
The old man’s household was already in chaos; his daughter-in-law was about to give birth, but his son wasn’t ho. Upon inquiry, it was revealed that his son, who worked as a guard, had unfortunately passed away two months ago.
The old man’s wife was at ho, but she was in poor health, bedridden. The daughter-in-law, with her big belly, still had to take care of her mother-in-law.
Though the escort agency had given so condolences money, much of it had been spent on the mother-in-law’s dical treatnt and dicines. After paying off old debts, there was very little left.
The family was already struggling.
The child, when born, would be one without a father.
In the delivery room, there were only the pregnant woman and the midwife. The pregnant woman was drenched in sweat, her hair sticking to her face. She had exhausted all her strength but couldn’t give birth to the child in her belly.
The midwife told her that the baby’s position was wrong, and despite using various thods, it was to no avail; the baby just wouldn’t co out.
If it didn’t co out soon, both the baby and she would lose their lives.
It was the pregnant woman who tearfully begged her father-in-law to seek out Lin Miao; she had sohow heard the tale of Lin Miao successfully delivering a pair of twins and believed only he could save her and the child now.
The father-in-law was actually a bit reluctant because calling a physician, especially a male one, for delivery made him uncomfortable, since that would an his daughter-in-law’s body would be seen by a man other than her husband.
But in the face of his daughter-in-law’s pleas, with his son gone, what mattered if anyone saw? Besides, being seen was different from anything inappropriate happening...
With his son dead, if the daughter-in-law remarried, given the family’s conditions, they wouldn’t likely be able to stop her. But if they could at least leave an heir in the family, why not?
So, the father-in-law finally agreed to seek out Lin Miao.
"Senior sister, have the elder sign the consent form," Lin Miao instructed Sun Youwei, acknowledging the high risks involved in deliveries, unable to guarantee the safety of both the mother and the child, "Tell him, when it cos to the critical mont, I’ll prioritize the mother."
"Yes, junior brother."
"Yurou, prepare honey water, brown sugar water, make sure they are warm, and also prepare so warm saline," Lin Miao instructed. "And the midwife there, since you’ve taken their money, go to the kitchen and boil so hot water."
"Alright, Mr. Lin," the midwife quickly agreed, running out nimbly. Without her role in the delivery, boiling water was an easy, no-responsibility task.
Lin Miao put on a hat and sleeves, and if necessary, he would also wear gloves made of sheep intestines. With no other choice, he’d have to step in if it ca to the critical point.
First, he checked the pulse and observed the condition of the pregnant woman, then reached out to feel her belly, tapping it gently.
Severe pregnancy-related ascites. The family didn’t understand the severity and had delayed until the term. Lin Miao frowned slightly, realizing the trouble was not minor.
The pulse was large and floating, indicating the fetus was likely a boy.
No matter what, the child had to be delivered first. As for the pregnant woman’s ascites, treatnt could co afterward; that wasn’t a major issue.
The imdiate danger was how to deliver the child.
The pregnant woman’s abdon was filled with fluid, making it difficult to determine the baby’s position inside the mother, complicating any attempt to correct the fetal position.
The simplest and most effective solution was a cesarean section, but the current conditions wouldn’t allow it. Once the abdon was cut, infection could severely threaten the mother’s life.
This woman’s labor was already a step through the Ghost Gate, adding another step could seriously risk the frail body’s ability to endure.
Sotis the decision wasn’t about choosing between the mother or child; saving even one would be fortunate.
Modern dical conditions allow ultrasound to explore the situation inside the mother’s womb. If only there were another thod for rapidly correcting the fetal position.
Internal energy, martial artists’ internal energy, could do that.
But the use and control of internal energy within the human body had never been tested, and this was a forbidden area of life.
Lin Miao thought for a while; if it weren’t for the ascites, he wouldn’t take such risks. Right now, he had no choice but to try.
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