Marry a powerful minister and remain a widow?I’m done with the book-wearing female role!

After lying down, covered with a thick quilt, Jiang Yuzhu successfully entered the role.

After pretending to be sick for several days, Jiang Yuzhu successfully cheated. Not only did she pretend to be sick with makeup, she also had a secret weapon.

Her constitution is particularly sensitive to Salvia miltiorrhiza and Codonopsis pilosula. As long as she drinks a little, her heartbeat will increase, which is enough to change her pulse.

The doctor came to check the pulse and noticed something, but he couldn't give a solution.

Ningxiang went out again, and a quarter of an hour later she brought in a young man in his twenties.

The young man has an upright appearance and an overly serious expression. He seems to frown frequently and has heavy "Sichuan" lines between his eyebrows.

"Mr. Yan, my wife has been ill for a few days. She has seen several doctors and taken several prescriptions, but she has not gotten better."

Ningxiang secretly looked at Yan Langzhong and felt that this person was very difficult to talk to.

Just now at the concierge, Dr. Yan checked the concierge's pulse and gave him free plaster to treat Lao Han's legs. Only then did Ningxiang find out that he had some background and that he was the young master of Jishi Hall.

After introducing the basic situation, Ningxiang came to the inner room to report the news: "Madam, Doctor Yan is not an easy person!"

There are over a hundred Jishitangs in Daqi, which are both medical clinics and selling medicinal materials. Their business is for wealthy families.

I heard that the doctors in Jishitang all have a few brushes, and the medicine can cure the disease.

In the capital, Jiang Yuzhu passed by several times and heard that most high-ranking families went to Jishi Hall to seek medical advice.

There was a sound of footsteps at the door, and Yan Lin quickly entered the room carrying the medicine box, bringing with him a gust of wind.

Hongxiu and Hongjin followed closely behind, staring eagerly in front of the bed.

Faced with the two men's anti-thief eyes, the other doctors felt somewhat uncomfortable. Most of them expressed that they could not feel comfortable diagnosing the pulse, and they tried to push them away in disguise.

Yan Lin sat on the chair next to the bed as if no one was around.

Next, Jiang Yuzhu stretched out a hand, Yan Lin closed his eyes and put his hand on it, but there was no movement.

After a while, just when Jiang Yuzhu couldn't lie still, Yan Lin opened his eyes, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Mr. Yan, my wife's illness..."

Ningxiang stepped forward hesitantly and handed out pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

According to the procedure, after the pulse diagnosis is completed, the doctor will first say a few nonsense jargon, then prescribe a prescription and end the consultation.

Yan Lin waved his hand, took out a handkerchief from the medicine box, handed it over and said, "Mrs. Spotted.”

Jiang Yuzhu slowly opened her eyes and stared at the handkerchief with slight hesitation.

Yan Lin leaned back on his chair, with a condescending look on his face and a hint of scrutiny, and simply pointed out: "Why is Mrs. Xie pretending to be sick?"

The pulse beating fast is just an illusion.

After a person runs or jumps, his pulse will beat faster than usual.

Jiang Yuzhu has good qi and blood. It can be seen that she uses medicinal foods to nourish her daily, and there is nothing wrong with her.

Beside the bed, there was a faint smell of alcohol.

Jiang Yuzhu was helped by the maid to sit up. She smelled the source of the wine and asked, "Is this handkerchief soaked in wine?"

Yan Lin nodded solemnly and explained: "It is originally used to disinfect wounds. Since Mrs. Xie has no external injuries, she will use it to cleanse her face."

Although the added water and wine are irritating, it can effectively remove the lead powder on the face and wipe it clean.

Jiang Yuzhu: "..."

So Yan Lin uses alcohol-like water and wine as makeup remover?I know a lot.

It can be seen that Yan Lin is not a temptation, but has real ability.

Jiang Yuzhu wiped off the makeup on her face. There was no need to beat around the bush: "Mr. Yan, I have some reasons for pretending to be sick. I hope you will keep it a secret."

Reluctantly holding out five fingers, Jiang Yuzhu gritted her teeth. She was willing to pay 500 taels of silver as hush money.

Yan Lin shook his head, his expression calm and calm: "Thank you, Madam, the money is not needed."

As a doctor, you have the responsibility to keep your patients confidential.

Although Jiang Yuzhu was not considered a patient, Yan Lin did not need to be a big talker.

I just arrived in the border town last night and heard the shopkeeper of Jishitang saying that Yan Lin didn't even have breakfast, so he went straight to Jiang Yuzhu's house.

I thought I was encountering a difficult and complicated disease, but my trip turned out to be in vain.

"Ningxiang, give Dr. Yan the medical fees!"

How can any of the doctors in Jishitang be blind to money?It's just nice to say.

Jiang Yuzhu asked Ningxiang to send money, but Yan Lin refused again.

The two refused, and Jiang Yuzhu became more and more interested and asked: "Mr. Yan, other doctors who diagnose and treat me are frightened by the speed of my heartbeat. Why can you expose it so easily?"

Yan Lin didn't hide anything and pointed to the small bowl placed outside.

"Mrs. Xie, I have a keen sense of smell. I smelled the smell of salvia when I entered the room. Everything is just speculation."

First, it was diagnosed that Jiang Yuzhu had no symptoms, and then based on the speed of her heartbeat and the salvia water in the room, it was guessed that she had a sensitive constitution.

Jiang Yuzhu rubbed her forehead. It's a pity that people like Yan Lin don't go to the Yamen to investigate the case. He's so sharp, he's a dog!

"Mr. Yan, to be honest, I know a thing or two about trauma. We might as well talk about it if we have the opportunity."

In the camp in the north of the city, there were not many doctors who could perform surgeries, and there was an urgent need for manpower with skilled medical skills.

Yan Linlu's hands made Jiang Yuzhu decide.

If you take people under your command, you will have multiple helpers.

"Mrs. Xie..."

Yan Lin was about to refuse when a red carp's roar came from the door.

"Madam, Liang An insists on chopping firewood. His hand is injured. The wound is a bit deep. I think it will need stitches!"

Speaking of which, Liang An belongs to Jiang Yuzhu.

Liang'an was injured, and several maids were very anxious. Hong Li pulled Liang'an in.

Hong Li knows how to sew, how can her skills compare to Madam?

Seeing that Liang'an was seriously injured, they still had to trouble Madam to take action.

"It was a small accident..."

Liang An grimaced in pain and glanced down from the corner of his eye, not daring to look at the wound on his hand.

The palm of his hand was injured, and blood was pouring out, dripping onto the wooden floor of the room.

"Bone? It's quite serious. It needs stitches and bandaging!"

Jiang Yuzhu had no intention of complaining about Liang An, so she quickly took the medical kit and stepped forward to check Liang An's wounds.

She had just taken out the mulberry white leather thread when she heard a plop.

"Mr. Yan, you..."

Ningxiang was on one side. She saw Yan Langzhong suddenly turning pale and heading towards his wife. She was worried that Yan Lin wanted to get close to his wife and take advantage, so she took a step forward.

Yan Lin looked very bad, and after Liang An walked in, he broke out in sweat.

With Ningxiang blocking him, Yan Lin fell in the other direction.

Ningxiang couldn't tell what kind of medicine Yan Lin was selling in the gourd. Thinking of her small body, she decisively gave up her support.

As a result, Yan Lin fell hard.

At this scene, several maids in the room were shocked.

Hong Jin twitched the corner of her mouth and asked, "What's wrong with Mr. Yan?"

She had just exposed her wife for pretending to be ill, talking freely, and looking extremely confident. Why did she suddenly collapse to the ground now?

Hongxiu was also very worried and asked suspiciously, "Could it be a case of porcelain?"

What is Mr. Yan looking for? Is it money?

Just now, my wife clearly said that she would give 500 taels as hush money. Is that too little?

Jiang Yuzhu walked around Yan Lin, shook his head and said, "Don't think too much, he just faints from blood."