"Where is uncomfortable?" Mu Qiuxue smiled slightly and said softly.

"I...I..." The woman stammered for a long time, but she didn't say anything about her.

Mu Qiuxue was stunned, turned her head and nodded at Xihua. The latter smiled gently and helped the woman walk to the chair beside her.

"Next"

...

After four or five patients were diagnosed, Xihua accompanied the woman to sit in front of Mu Qiuxue again.

Xihua leaned over and said in Mu Qiuxue's ear for a while. After hearing this, Mu Qiuxue glanced at the woman without a trace.

The woman's face became redder and redder as if she felt Mu Qiuxue's gaze.

From Xihua's words, Mu Qiuxue finally knew the woman's condition. It turned out that when she came to Hong every month, her lower abdomen was always spastic and painful. Moreover, she was married as a wife and had no children three years ago. Her husband hated her very much and clamored to take a concubine to her husband. Her mother had taken her to see a doctor before, but the medicine didn't work. This time, because she heard that the miracle doctor's medical skills were very exquisite, she came over with a try.

After hearing this, Mu Qiuxue understood that this was infertility caused by dysmenorrhea. She smiled at the woman and said, "Give me your hand."

"Where...what hand?" The woman raised her head, looked at Mu Qiuxue with a red face, and lowered her head again.

"Give me both." Mu Qiuxue pointed to the woman's hands and smiled.

The woman slowly placed her hands on the table.

Mu Qiuxue placed her hand on her wrist and treated it carefully. After a while, she moved to the other hand.

"My doctor, will my health be better?" The woman looked at Mu Qiuxue carefully, afraid that she would hear the word "No" from him.

Mu Qiuxue smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, those who have ambition will succeed, your wish will come true."

"Really?" The woman's eyes were filled with joy, with a little tears, probably excited.

Mu Qiuxue ordered a little, took a pen and wrote the prescription on rice paper, and handed the prescription to the woman, saying, "When it hurts, cook a bowl of brown sugar ginger water and drink it until it doesn't hurt, so you don't need to drink it. It has the effect of relieved pain. Take this prescription back and boil it for two hours, take it three times a day, drink it for ten days, then pour it out, and then decoct it again, and you will know the result in a month."

The woman held the prescription in both hands, with tears in her eyes, "Thank you, thank you, the miracle doctor."

Mu Qiuxue waved her hand and continued, "Remember, eat less spicy and cold food and eat more beef and mutton in the future. Your body is cold. Keep your body warm first and your wish will come true."

"Yes." The woman nodded, bowed her head to Mu Qiuxue, and then left.

"Young master, can her illness really be cured?" Xihua looked at the woman's back as she left, and felt very melancholy. This is the fate of a woman. She will get married when she grows up and then have children. If she can't give birth, she has to watch her husband marry another woman, and then watch them beloved and love, and the family is happy. She is alone, squatting in a corner or staying alone in the empty room from now on.

"What? Don't you believe in your young master?" Mu Qiuxue folded her hands and frowned.

"No, no." Xihua waved his hand quickly, hugged Mu Qiuxue's arm, and said with a pleasing smile, "I just don't believe in myself, and I can't help but believe in my young master. She is a god-like figure in my heart!"

Mu Qiuxue knocked Xihua's forehead and raised her eyebrows and said, "Your young master is a human, not a god."

After the words were finished, she ignored her and continued to see a doctor.

Yiqin and Siqi were covering their mouths and laughing secretly.

After everyone left after watching it, Mu Qiuxue stood up and loosened her shins. Yiqin and Xihua, Siqi and the other two stood aside, knocking on their backs, rubbing their shoulders, and making tea.

The shopkeeper on the medicine shop next to him was envious. This miracle doctor Wuchen was really blessed. There were three beauties serving him. It would be great if he had such a blessing. But a woman's face suddenly appeared in his mind, his body trembled, and he shook his head. Forget it, he didn't have this blessing, otherwise it would be strange if the tigress didn't eat him.

After a while, Mu Qiuxue signaled Xihua to count today's silver, then walked to the shopkeeper's side, and said with a smile, "Shopkeeper, thank you for today." He took the fifty taels of silver handed over by Xihua, put it in the shopkeeper's hands, and continued, "This is fifty taels of silver, as today's expense."

Hearing this, the shopkeeper quickly refused, "I said that where is the miracle doctor? It is my honor to come to my pharmacy. Moreover, I saw it today. You didn't want some poor people's money at all, but you just wanted some rich people's money. This made me admire this. This is your hard-earned money, how can I ask for it!"

Mu Qiuxue smiled faintly, "You deserve it, accept it!"

"this..."

"Shopkeeper, just accept it!"

"Yes, if you don't accept it, my son will be angry."

"yes..."

Yiqin and the other two also advised.

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment and hurriedly took the money, "Thank you, the miracle doctor."

After the shopkeeper took the silver, Mu Qiuxue smiled and turned away. Yiqin and the other two nodded to the shopkeeper and hurriedly followed.

After Mu Qiuxue and the other two left the medicine shop, they were strolling on the street.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way..."

A loud noise sounded, awakening the four people who were looking at the books.

Mu Qiuxue and the other two looked for their reputation, and a carriage was running over in a hurry in the distance.

"Get out of here, get out of here..."

"Whose carriage is this? It's actually rushing around the street!" Siqi stared at the carriage and shouted angrily.

"No." Yiqin stared at the carriage with her eyes tightly, "Young master, there is something wrong with that horse."

"Ah..." Yiqin had just finished speaking, a scream came from the carriage that was getting closer and closer.

Mu Qiuxue frowned slightly, and she could see that the horse seemed a little crazy, not listening to the coachman, and not caring about the pain of the whip hitting her body.

"Little Ya..." A scream interrupted Mu Qiuxue's thoughts and her heart tightened.

A little girl was standing in the middle of the street, playing with the windmill in her hand, while the carriage was rushing over quickly.

"Yiqin, take the child away and I will stabilize the carriage." After saying that, Mu Qiuxue's figure flashed, and her figure was gone.

When Mu Qiuxue's words fell, Yiqin also jumped out, landed beside the little girl, quickly picked her up and left there.
Chapter completed!