The unlucky guy was reborn as a lucky girl from a farm

"Doctor Niu, a patient has been brought in, go and take a look."

Ni'er was a little confused. Her master was taking the patient's pulse, so why did he ask her to go?

"The patient was very emotionally unstable and kept yelling. She insisted that two doctors take her pulse together, which would be more accurate. She believed that she was not sick and should not stay here."

Putting down the work in her hands, Nier frowned. It seemed that this patient was very difficult to treat. Even her master's medical skills were not reliable. It would be difficult to treat him.

The yamen runner looked at Ni'er with some concern, "You should know this patient."

Nier's heart skipped a beat. Among the people she knew, only grandma could do such a thing.

It can’t be that she is the one. There will be a lot more trouble in the future.

I looked at the bailiff, waiting for his next words, feeling a little nervous, hoping that it was not the person I thought it was.

"She is an old lady. I heard from others that she is your relative."

Nier's heart was completely sank. It was indeed her grandmother. How could she be so lingering? She followed her wherever she went. But there was no need to be afraid. After all, she was a patient with a broken leg. Besides, with her master around, she didn't have to see her often.

She probably doesn't want to see herself either.

When the old lady opened her eyes, she couldn't tell what was wrong. She felt that everything had changed. The position of the tent was also different from before. She felt a little dazed for a moment.

Could it be that I remembered it wrong, or someone moved the tent while I was sleeping? They really have nothing to do. That's right, they are just a bunch of people with nothing to do after eating, so they are not idle.

When he was thirsty, he opened his mouth and called out, "Big brother's wife, drink some water."

But I didn't hear any footsteps, and no water was handed to me. I turned around and saw that they were all strangers. The eldest and second brothers were not there, and Fugui and Manguan were not there. I wondered where all the people had gone.

The frightened old lady rubbed her eyes, thinking she had seen it wrong. Could it be that these people took advantage of her sleeping and threw her into a place where she was unfamiliar with? That couldn't be possible.

I was stunned for a moment, and forced myself to calm down. I looked around again. It seemed that there were a few familiar faces. Weren't they infected with the disease and taken away? Why did I see them here?

Could it be that I am dead and this is the underworld?

The more I thought about it, the more scared I became. My head felt like it was going to explode and my mouth was terribly thirsty. But no one came over, so I shouted again.

"anyone there?"

The old lady was so frightened and shocked that she completely ignored her physical discomfort and made a very sharp sound.

When the bailiff heard someone shouting here, he went over to take a look.

"Ma'am, if you need anything, just tell me."

He grabbed the bailiff's arm and asked, "Where is this?"

The bailiff didn't expect that a patient could still have so much strength.

"Don't be afraid, old lady. You just have a fever and are sick. The doctor will be here soon. This is where the patients stay. You were unconscious just now, so we carried you here."

When he heard the word "sick", he was frightened and cold sweat broke out on his back. It meant that he had contracted the disease and was about to die. This was impossible. He was arguing with others just now and was full of confidence. How could he have contracted the disease?

The eldest and second sons were so unfilial that they just let them carry them away without even saying goodbye. This is what their own sons would do. And as for the two daughters-in-law, no one knew what they did for a living. They felt really aggrieved, but it was not easy to vent their anger in front of the yamen runners.

"Am I sick? I'm not sick. I want to go back."

The bailiff saw that the old lady might be a little confused. Confused people have unusually great strength and are difficult to communicate with, so he sighed silently.

"You have a high fever. Take a good rest. The doctor will be here soon."

The old lady realized that having a high fever meant that she had contracted the disease. Why did she have to be infected?

When I came back to my senses and felt my body, I found that I was really feeling very uncomfortable. I felt weak and powerless, my head was dizzy, and I also felt a little nauseous.

Could it be that I really have contracted the disease? No, I can't let the doctor come. If it's confirmed, I'll have to stay here for a long time. What if I can't go out? Even if I just caught a cold, I might be infected with the disease.

"I'm really not sick. I'm fine."

The bailiff pressed the old lady directly onto the stretcher and told her not to move anymore. It was incredible that a sick person could have so much strength. If she broke her legs again, he would not be able to take the responsibility.

"You have no say. You have to see a doctor first."

The old lady had no choice but to stare at the sky in despair, motionless.

Zhao Jincheng came running over with a medicine box on his back, and the old lady quickly put her hands under her body, as if to prevent him from feeling her pulse and diagnosing her illness.

Zhao Jincheng had been to the old lady's house several times and knew that none of the family members were easy to get along with, so he was mentally prepared.

"Old lady, please stretch out your hand so we can feel your pulse."

"No, I'm not sick."

"If you are not sick, I will let you go after taking your pulse. It is better to be healthy, and it can also save medicine."

The old lady rolled her eyes at Zhao Jincheng, and suddenly felt pain in her eyes and half of her head, and she couldn't help frowning.

The bailiff came forward and said, "Old lady, please stretch out your hand. If you are really sick, you must take medicine as soon as possible, otherwise it will be difficult to recover."

The old lady turned her head away, not wanting to see their faces.

But what the bailiff said makes sense. If you are sick, you will get better faster if you take medicine early.

With great reluctance, he took his hands out from under his body.

"Doctor Zhao, you must feel the pulse carefully and make sure there are no mistakes."

It was the first time that the yamen runner saw someone talking to Doctor Zhao like this. It was also because he had a good temper, otherwise, if someone had a bad temper, he would have simply stopped taking her pulse.

Zhao Jincheng simply replied, "Yeah."

As expected, she was infected with the disease. In fact, if she had a high fever at this time, she would basically not be able to escape. Besides, she was old and her health was not as good as that of young people.

The hand that took the pulse left after a while, as the pulse was too familiar.

"You are indeed infected with the plague. I will prescribe some medicine for you to take."

The old lady couldn't bear to hear such words. She was so scared that her head hurt even more. She pressed one hand on her temple and rubbed it hard, hoping to relieve the headache.

"No, doctor, you didn't feel my pulse properly. You just felt it and confirmed that I was sick. Please take the trouble to feel it again."

The bailiff looked at Doctor Zhao's face, which was still the same as usual, without any change. Doctors hated being questioned about their medical skills, so they generally would not see her if such a question occurred.

Doctor Zhao is truly an extraordinary person as he has been able to endure until now.

Don't bother with the old lady, "Then let me feel your pulse again."

The old lady stretched out her hand tremblingly.

Zhao Jincheng concentrated and calmed himself, and took the old lady's pulse. In fact, the result would be the same no matter what, so he had to pretend to appease the old lady.