My years as a menswear boss

"You've recovered, just pay attention to maintenance." Jiqiu gave Christine a final checkup.

Christine obediently followed Jiqiu's instructions. She had almost no sequelae, and was even a little fatter than when she was healthy. "Can I get back into shape?"

Jiqiu saw Christine pinching the flesh on her shoulder in frustration, "You are at the healthiest weight now, there is no need to be anxious about your figure."

In fact, she felt that Christine was still underweight. In order not to put pressure on the patient, she tactfully persuaded, "People who are too thin are prone to get sick. Getting sick is a very painful thing, isn't it?"

Then she took out a round tin box from her pocket, "This is the ointment for removing scars, I believe it will help you."

Christine took it and opened it. Inside was a flower-white paste, exuding a herbal fragrance, "It smells very comfortable."

"I put dried rose petals in it to neutralize the bitterness of the medicinal materials. The thin brown unidentified matter on it is the debris left by my grinding herbs. It's not a dirty thing, please feel free to use it."

Jiqiu tidied up the medicine box at hand, and she sorted all kinds of medical equipment into categories like painting utensils.

"I have a friend who feels unwell recently, can you please take a look at her?"

Christine closed the lid, she thought of the way the young man wanted to repay, "Don't worry, she's not suffering from a sudden illness, it's just that she feels uncomfortable for a few days every month and wants to die. This is an old problem, you don't need to worry Regarding the issue of medical fees, even if the treatment is not good, you will not be blamed."

"I have to see the patient to diagnose her illness." Jiqiu recorded the patient's identity information with a pen and paper in her hand. She speculated that it was a menstrual problem.

"San Noreo Street, 58, Anais Petit. I will write to her today and tell her about it," said Christine.

"Okay, I'll call at eleven o'clock tomorrow morning."

Christine looked at the young man, and finally said what she wanted to say, "Dr. Goetti, my friend already has a regular lover."

Jiqiu raised her eyebrows in surprise, she understood the meaning of Christine's words, "I won't have any other feelings with patients, I'm just an ordinary doctor."

"I don't doubt you, doctor." There was a trace of regret in Christine's heart. She didn't want to let her peers see the young man. "My friend is the most famous courtesan in Paris. There are very few men who won't fall in love with her. She is more Your sister is five years older, and before Marguerite was famous, she was already in the upper class of Paris."

"Thank you for your advice. I will pay attention to my words and deeds so that no one will feel rude."

Jiqiu tidied up her brown suit, changed a pair of gloves, carried the medicine box on her back and said goodbye, "Miss Christine, it's time for me to leave. I hope that the next time we meet, I won't act like a patient."

Christine looked at the figure of the young man leaving, her heart was empty, and it was not until Jenny brought a bowl of bone soup that she was relieved.

'I'm so stupid, since I don't want to meet as a doctor and a patient, then I will appear by Mr. Goetti's side as a friend. ' she thought encouragingly.

Jiqiu stepped into the carriage home, listing the relationship map surrounding Margaret in her mind. She met her sister's colleagues and former guests. None of these people had symptoms of tuberculosis. Then Margaret Who is the tuberculosis infection from?

Will this Anaïs Pettit bring her a clue.The status of people that the top courtesans come into contact with will become higher and higher, and they are very likely to be infected with tuberculosis by them.

After returning home, Margaret walked towards Jiqiu excitedly, "Adrian, I have found a new way out!"

"Oh? Let's hear it." Jiqiu handed over the medicine box and coat to the servant beside her, and she went to the common sink in the corridor to wash her hands.

Margaret followed Jiqiu, "I want to publish a novel."

"Are you a writer?" Jiqiu wiped the water from his hands with a dry towel, "Which aspect do you want to write about?"

"I want to write a love story." Margaret blinked, she already had the outline of the novel in her mind.

'love?Sure enough, France would die for love. Jiqiu thought to herself, but she still gave Margaret a general guidance based on her previous experience in writing novels.

"First of all, you have to choose a very eye-catching title, which makes people want to read it. It is best to stand out, and to avoid the secrets of the nobility. If you still want to write, you can use Pseudonym, hide your vest."

"Finally, do you know that I have the honor to be your first reader?"

Margaret listened carefully to what Jiqiu said, and she nodded immediately, "I will let you be the first person to read the novel, and it would be best if you could give me some advice!"

"Of course, I will try my best to put forward useful suggestions." Jiqiu sat on the sofa and drank a large glass of cold water that had been left to dry.

Since she became a doctor, she fell in love with boiled water, and even inexplicably developed a slight obsession with cleanliness, and paid great attention to all aspects of hygiene.

No matter how dirty and messy the outside is, the house she stays in must be clean and fresh, and the toilet must not have a trace of peculiar smell. The bathroom used by the servants has also been installed with an expensive spring-loaded valve toilet on the market, just to reduce smell.

The next day, Jiqiu came to Anais Petit's home at the appointed time, she looked up at the luxurious villa, "Christine is right, there is no need to worry about the consultation fee." '

She straightened her bow tie, explained her purpose to the guard at the gate, and was quickly let through.

She knocked on the door of the villa, and the door was opened. There was a young girl standing behind her. Looking at the handsome young man in front of her, she hesitated, "Excuse me, are you Dr. Goetti?"

"Yes, I am the doctor introduced by Miss Christine." Jiqiu took off his hat and put on a friendly smile.

"I am Susan, Madam's personal maid. Please come with me. She is already waiting in the living room."

Susan let Jiqiu enter the house, she was only surprised at the first glance, and soon returned to her normal look.

Jiqiu followed behind Susan, passing the corridor covered with expensive oil paintings, and she walked into the living room without turning her eyes.

"It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Goetti." Anais was leaning on an oriental table, holding a book in her hand, and her voice sounded like a thrush.

Jiqiu bowed politely, and she saw the top firework girl described by Christine. Even though the woman in front of her was lazily leaning on the soft couch, she still showed her style.

Although her appearance is not as good as Margaret's, she has a unique charm that attracts people to come forward and kiss her.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. Pettit." Jiqiu sat on the chair indicated by her with a flat face, "Is there something wrong with your body?"

Anais gave a glance to the personal maid, who left the living room after receiving the order and closed the door for them.

After confirming that no third person was present, the woman in front of her sat up with effort, "Doctor, can I trust you?"

"Keeping the patient's privacy is the professional ethics of a doctor." Jiqiu unloaded the medicine box on her body, and she comforted the disturbed Anais.

"Hmm...it hurts here." Anais clutched her lower abdomen, her expression a little bit more painful, "I feel like my blood is about to drain."

"I bleed a lot more than other women every month."

"I tried to find another doctor who was convinced that I had a demon living in my stomach and was going to drill a hole in my stomach to release the demon."

"Doctor Goetti, don't you also say that I am inhabited by demons?" Anais looked at the handsome young man pleadingly, as if making a last appeal for help.

Jiqiu smiled reassuringly, "Ma'am, please don't be afraid, there is only one demon in the world, and it has no time to divide and sneak into other people's bodies all day long."

"That doctor is just a black-hearted quack. In their opinion, as long as the disease cannot be cured, it will be blamed on the devil."

Seeing the calm eyes of the young doctor, the fear in Anais' heart finally dissipated, "Then what's wrong with me?"

"Please allow me to check it for you." Jiqiu took out a wrist pillow from the medicine box, "Please put your hands on it."

After hearing this, Anais obediently obeyed. She watched the doctor press his slender fingers on her wrist, and let go after a while.

"It's just some minor ailments. You take a few courses of treatment according to the prescription I gave you, and when you get better, I will treat you with another method."

After taking his pulse, Jiqiu said that the disease Anais suffers from is called metrorrhagia in traditional Chinese medicine, and women in adolescence and menopause are prone to this disease, "By the way, how do you solve the bleeding problem?"

"I asked the maid to fill the tampon with peat moss to prevent it from leaking." Anais relaxed under the young man's nonchalant expression, and very cooperatively talked about the minor problems she encountered during menstruation.

"You can try wrapping strips of cloth with plant ash to make leggings. Change them every three hours during the day, and make them thicker at night."

Jiqiu wrote this proposal on the back of her prescription, and if Anais trusted her enough, she would use acupuncture directly.

But when the quack doctor said it, her acupuncture behavior and belly drilling would be classified as the same.

She can only alleviate this phenomenon until the patient trusts her wholeheartedly before using acupuncture and moxibustion.

"You know quite a lot." It was the first time Anais saw a man discussing women's menstrual issues as if discussing whether the weather was good or not.

"This is my duty." Jiqiu wrote the prescription of the stasis-busting and hemostatic soup and handed it to Anais, "You ask the maid to go to the market to find all these herbs, and finally put the herbs into a casserole filled with cold water to make half a cup Hours, just drink the soup."

"One dose of medicine can be boiled three times, and the next time must be boiled for half an hour longer than the last time."

Anais took the prescription half-believingly. Looking at the strange ingredients on it, she decided to treat it according to the method given by the young doctor. No matter how stupid she was, she would never trust the doctor who drilled a hole in her stomach.