MTL - The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor-Chapter 16 Pie 砸 dead (2)

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Yan Yan wrote the prescription and handed it to Qinglan. He said: "White beam powder money, Shijiepu money, let the medicine shop to grind the powder, and use it in the ulceration. Another prescription is the decoction of the decoction, later I will tell you fine."

After doing all this, Yan Yan untied the rough cloth on his hand and took it to the outside of the screen with the evening green. Syphilis is a tough disease. Be very careful. If you are not close to the patient, try not to get close.

At this time, the acolyte led the famous woman to come in.

Yan Yanzhen thought about the method of extracting penicillin. She did not notice that someone came in and sat down on the bench.

"Isn't that a doctor for us to treat? How can you not see someone!" A bright girl.

Late green sees Yan Yan still has no reaction, and quickly reminded: "Mother."

"This is a doctor." The acolyte reached out and gestured.

The woman suddenly became very surprised. In Datang, medical women are not common. They are only found in the palace. They only serve the shackles, and they release less. Even if they go out of the palace, they are good people and they are also privileged. It is almost impossible for the people to see the doctors when they are rushing to receive the government.

"Not a lie!" The bright-eyed woman looked at her face as if she could see the barrier of power.

Yan Yan took back the thoughts, and looked at the people with a faint scent of saponins. The famous females were all sixteen or seven years old, or bright or warm, each had their own merits, but they were all beautiful, but the one was born. A pair of bright eyes of the peach girl, the mouth is a little hot.

For things other than work, Yan Yan has never had extra enthusiasm. "Who is coming first?"

"I am coming." Ming Yan woman saw Yan Yan ignore her words, can not help but be annoyed, put on the skirt, sitting on the opposite side of Yan Yan, reaching out.

"Is it itch and swelling under the yin, and there is no foreign body in the end?" asked Yan Yan.

The woman gave a slight glimpse and asked some questions: "Do you need a diagnosis?"

Yan Yan will transfer her subtle state of income to the bottom of her eyes. If it is not said in the words, according to this kind of unruly sex, how can it not be half-serving softly? "In the past half a month, stop picking up passengers, not to be acquainted with men. ,kiss……"

"What do you mean, I am also infected?" When the woman interrupted Yan Yan, her face was slightly white, staring at Yan Yan. "Are you not retaliating against me?"

Yan Yan helpless, did not say it must be dyed, but since there are symptoms of redness and itching, it is best not to do intercourse, otherwise the results may not be much better than the disease.

"Whether you are infected, according to your symptoms, you can not continue to pick up the passengers, wait for me to ask other people, and then do a detailed inspection." Yan Yan thought, I am afraid that people in the museum will have more or less women, If you don't let the passengers, they will directly break their lives. The result is not acceptable to those who sell for a living. He said: "If I don't get this disease, I won't force you to heal."

Although Yan Yan is not a professional gynaecologist, but in the first five years of her life, she did not take the lesson for the friends in the dormitory. As a matter of fact, many professional gynaecologists are not necessarily more proficient than Yan Yan.

"Han Langjun has a new love lately, isn't the red apricot sister just taking a break?" A girl with a bicolor and chest embroidered skirt next to her, a soft voice.

Bibi girls have to be white, looks like red apricots are so bright, but delicate and gentle, low eyebrows, white net wrist with a white jade bracelet, the overall elegance, even if it is said Such a sharp word also makes people feel that she is not malicious.

"You! The kind of stranger Lang Jun went to the side, I was quiet, hey, fortunately, he saw something different, otherwise today is dead in my room, suffocating." Apricot is a pair of peach blossoms, even if it is Pick up people, don't have a style.

The woman in the Bi skirt is close to the hair on the side, still the appearance of the gentle warmth, whispered: "Apricot sister is cautious, only when I am out of date, listen to what is said, Han Langjun is poisoned... Sister can Don't put yourself in."

The red apricot slammed a few shots, and Huo Di straight up, "Cui Mei, what is your intention!"

Yan Yan looked at the two men and arrogant, did not urge them to diagnose and treat, and even looked at it with gusto. From the two words of Cui Mei's two words, at least I can tell that Han Langjun, who was dead, was not killed. It seems like he was poisoned.

Although this does not matter to her, but in the ancient case of a murder case, it is inevitable to generate some interest.

"I am happy, the art is not sold, and I moved out of the house of Zixu a month ago. Should I have nothing?" Cuimei ignored the red apricot, but turned to Yan Yan to ask about the condition.

If this is the case, it should be no serious problem, Yan Yanfang wants to answer, suddenly saw a sore in the corner of the eyebrows, covered under the fat powder, looming, Yan Yan slightly, said: "What is the sore on your mouth?"

"Oh, the doctor in the library yesterday saw it for the doctor. It was an internal fire. It took a few medications. Now it doesn't hurt." Cui Mei's voice is soft, just like the gentleness of Jiangnan Moon, people can't help but suspect that she Which is the noble woman.

Yan Yan took a look at her. The early symptoms of syphilis on the skin were red small papules, which then quickly ruptured into small red ulcers. As the condition worsened, the number and area of ​​ulcers increased. These symptoms are most likely to occur, in addition to the lower body, as well as the corners of the mouth, fingers, chest and so on.

"In this case, I will not ask more." Yan Yan faintly responded, then began to turn around and asked the last monk.

This little girl is called Ziai, who looks like a living. When she answers her words, she stares at the face slightly and panicks, waiting for the answer.

Under the initial inquiry, only the purple AI has no abnormalities, and the emerald is soft, but it has definitely refused to let Yan Yan diagnose and treat. The red apricot is very cooperative. It was just unfortunate that after the examination, he was diagnosed with syphilis.

"You and Zi Xu have served a man together?" Yan Yan actually wants to ask, who the man is, so deliberately asked such a guiding question.

Sure enough, the red apricot did not disappoint her, trembled: "It is Han Langjun."

Yan Yan frowned, and once again, my heart sighed, and sure enough, the sky would not drop the pie casually. When I first entered the city, I encountered a good opportunity to make money. This opportunity is a bit hot.

"You can save me!" Red Apricot suddenly fluttered at the feet of Yan Yan, crying: "I just disrespected you, I have no eyes, please do not mind, I am a person, always straightforward..."

When she had just opened the curtain, she saw these things, and she couldn’t help but be cold. It’s really a house leaking night rain!

"This time, close the door to cultivate." My mother finished the whole color, walked in slowly and sat in front of Yan Yan. "Can a doctor have a cure for this disease?"

"There is a law, but not everyone applies. I have already opened two sides, you eat first, if the pimples are ulcerated, use the powder to apply." Yan Yan talked, saw the rash of sputum on the finger . When she was in the lane, she had a red rash on her hand but it was not broken. It was almost quickly broken, and it was almost unnecessary to continue checking. "Your hand should not be covered with powder, use powder."

The red apricot looked at her mother's hand stunnedly, but her heart was relieved. She was sick from Zi Xuan. The doctor in the museum was helpless. The mother-in-law only made a fuss about it. Zi Xu also had a sister. She has no love for her loved ones.

"Who is Han Langjun? Can you have a wife?" asked Yan Yan.

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