After traveling through time, I became a thorn in the eyes of the sickly prince

Suddenly remembering something, Mu Xi stopped chewing, "When someone comes to see a doctor later, just say that you sent the ginger soup and steamed buns. You can make up any reason you want."

"You can't do that, sister!" Yunxiang widened her eyes, her gloomy face full of disbelief.

"I don't want people to thank me all the time. Everyone is used to you giving gifts."

Yunxiang hesitated for a while, but seeing Muxi's firm attitude, she agreed, "Okay, let's do as you say."

"Crash!" There was a noise outside the clinic.

Yunxiang's eyes suddenly lit up. She swallowed the last bite of steamed bun and quickly walked out the door.

A man in shackles put down the branch, coughed violently, and trembled all over.

"Sister Yunxiang, I don't have any money. Can you give me some cough medicine? I have a fever today and my throat hurts when I cough. I don't want to die. My wife and children are waiting for me to go back home. Please burn this bundle of branches first. I will pick up some more tomorrow." He said in a flattering tone.

Yunxiang stepped forward and supported the man, "Brother Zhao, what happened to my two sons?" She reached out and opened the door.

"They are fine, they only have superficial injuries. They are just too sad and won't say a word. We asked them to come up but they insisted on staying down there with their father."

Yunxiang helped the man into the clinic and sat on the chair opposite Muxi.

"I'll let the doctor check your pulse later. I've earned a lot more recently, so I made some steamed buns for you and will bring some to my two sons later." After saying that, she looked at Mu Xi. This good sister insisted on being the boss herself.

Mu Xi put on a mask and pushed the pulse pillow over, "Put your hand over here."

Looking at the young doctor, the man looked at Yunxiang in disbelief, moved his lips a few times, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

Yunxiang comforted him, "The doctor sent by the government can't be wrong."

The man then stretched out his arm with relief and placed it on the pulse pillow.

An Muxi felt his pulse and took out his stethoscope, "Unbutton your cotton jacket!"

The man hesitated for a moment, but finally unbuttoned his cotton jacket, revealing his dark undershirt.

Mu Xi listened with a stethoscope for a while, then returned to his chair.

"You have a high fever and pneumonia. If you keep coughing for a few more days, you'll die. Take the decoction for seven days and see how it goes. One dose of the decoction should be boiled into two bowls, twice a day."

When the man heard that he had to drink the medicine for seven days, his face immediately fell, and he buttoned his clothes with trembling hands, "Doctor, I don't have any money."

Yunxiang's eyes flickered and she glanced at Muxi, "Brother Zhao, Sister Yunxiang has some medicine, you drink it first. I met a kind man yesterday and he gave me a lot of money, and I used it to buy herbs."

Mu Xi quickly wrote down the prescription, stood up and walked to the medicine cabinet next door, "Sister, let him drink a bowl of ginger soup and eat a steamed bun." This is a disease caused by hunger. Which young man would get this disease if his body is well nourished.

Open the medicine box and pick up the medicine scale to get the medicine.

Yunxiang opened the basin, took out a hot steamed bun and handed it to the man, then scooped out a bowl of ginger soup from the basin on the stove, "Brother, drink it while it's hot, you will get better soon."

The man looked at the hot steamed bun in his hand, suddenly choked up, and knelt on his knees, "Sister Yunxiang, thank you."

"Hurry up, hurry up, and bring two steamed buns down for my son later."

Mu Xi ignored the man's pleading eyes and continued to prepare the medicine.

"Clatter,"

The sound of iron shackles was heard again from outside the door.

Three ragged men came in, carrying a man with a broken leg. "Sister Yunxiang, quickly get some medicine for Brother Li. I'll leave the silver bracelet with you."

Seeing the man's pale face and bloody legs, Mu Xi immediately walked into the clinic and spread a large middle sheet on the bed.

"Bring him in."

Yunxiang came in holding a jar.

"Sister, here is the disinfectant that Doctor Cui taught me to prepare. It is very effective." After saying that, he turned around to get the medicine box, opened it, and took out the tweezers and cotton cloth inside.

Mu Xi pushed aside the screen that was in the way, took out his medicine box from under the table, opened it, and revealed the sophisticated surgical instruments inside.

Looking at the sharp knives, the three men who walked in couldn't help but look at Mu Xi a little more.

"Lie down, everyone else step aside." Mu Xi put on gloves, picked up tweezers from Yunxiang's medicine box, clamped a piece of cotton cloth, and poured out the disinfectant in the jar. This disinfectant made from ancient Chinese medicine formula is no less effective than modern anti-toxic water.

The two men glanced at Mu Xi's skillful movements and walked out of the clinic.

Yunxiang also left the clinic and closed the door.

After Mu Xi cleaned and stopped the bleeding on Brother Li's leg repeatedly, he found that the wound was very serious. Judging from the degree of swelling, the bone must have been injured.

He put down the tweezers, pinched the kneecap with both hands, and checked it inch by inch. He found that it was broken. "The bone is broken. I will fix it with a board. You can't bear any force for 40 days."

"Doctor, how can I not feel tired? I still have to work." Otherwise, the police would whip him.

Mu Xi raised his head and looked at Brother Li's insincere face. Suddenly he thought of something. "The officials don't care whether you live or die. Remember when the officials sent me to this clinic, they didn't want you to die!"

"Alas," the man sighed, "the county magistrate sits in the yamen and has no idea about what's going on in our mine. Those officials feel uncomfortable if they don't torture us. It's as if they have no happiness. Sometimes they don't even give us food!!!"

"I see. I know someone in the government office. Let's see if we can get him a word in!" Damn it. From ancient times to the present, there are bad guys everywhere. However, these officials in the mine seem to be very similar to the original Prince Duan. Thinking of the little things in the past, he shook his head. They have all changed.

While helping the man fix his legs, more and more prisoners gathered outside the door.

Mushi opened the door.

"Next person!"

Yunxiang immediately brought in an older prisoner.

Two of Li Ge’s friends came in and carried him out of the house.

So, for the whole afternoon, Anmuxi was taking the patient's pulse, cleaning wounds and frostbite, and half of the medicine in the medicine cabinet was used up.

In the afternoon, Murong Yue came to Jixiang Medical Clinic again, holding a large piece of wild boar meat in her hand.

Looking at the fresh meat, Mu Xi almost jumped up.

"Haha, Master, you are so awesome. You actually killed a wild boar!"

Murong Yue put the meat on the counter, "Didn't Xier say that she could eat a whole pig?"

Mu Xi took off his gloves and mask and glanced outside. "No one should be here. I'm going home to eat meat. Sister Yunxiang, this piece of meat is for you. Take care of your body!!!"

Yunxiang walked into the house and took the meat gratefully. "Sister, you are simply a living Bodhisattva. At noon, the brothers drank ginger soup and ate steamed buns, and they all knelt down in gratitude. I felt embarrassed."

"This is my sister's blessing. Let's come back to see the doctor tomorrow." After saying that, he pulled Murong Yue out of the Jixiang Medical Clinic.