My years as a menswear boss

"This is the last treatment." Jiqiu said softly. Anais was lying in front of her with a row of needles inserted into her body.

"I didn't expect it to end so soon." Anais rolled her eyes, she no longer needed a white cloth to cover her face, and she didn't change her expression when faced with a pile of fine silver needles on her body.

Twenty minutes later, Jiqiu pulled out the needle, "Even so, you should pay attention to your body and don't drink too much and stay up late. I don't want you to become my patient again."

Anais sat up and stretched her neck, her voice was hoarse, "Hiss—my waist is a little sore."

"It's normal for your back to be sore when you maintain a posture for a long time." Ji Qiushou said, taking the last opportunity to ask what she wanted to ask, "Ma'am, is there anyone in your social circle who suffers from romantic disease?" people?"

Anais lowered her head and thought for a while before giving the answer, "Not currently, but I have a former lover who suffered from this disease recently, and he has been bragging about it for a long time."

In the early nineteenth century, tuberculosis was highly beautified and given a mysterious veil, and became a trend pursued by nobles in the European upper class.

Because people suffering from tuberculosis are thin and pale, and their complexion is slightly flushed due to tuberculosis poisoning, romanticists believe that this is a symbol of beauty.

Seeing the young doctor frowning, the woman asked anxiously, "Is that disease difficult to cure?"

"There is no hope of cure at present. After being infected, we can only wait for death slowly. In addition to the false names brought to it by the world, it is actually a more serious infectious disease than the plague. It is mainly transmitted through breath and saliva. Even if you don't have sex with a patient, you can get it."

Jiqiu replied with a serious expression, she changed a pair of gloves for herself, "Madam, don't think about betting your life."

The trace of unwillingness in Anais's heart completely dissipated, and she quickly made a promise, "I will definitely cherish life!"

In her mind, she wondered frantically whether the lovers she had dated had symptoms of tuberculosis.

Seeing that Anais turned pale with fright, Jiqiu said comfortingly, "Don't worry, I checked for you. You are in good health and have not been infected."

"That's good." Anais finally let go of what she raised, and she summoned Jenny who was waiting at the door.

Jenny came in with a silver-plated tray on which there was a row of Louis opened, "Dr. Goetty, this is the consultation fee and remuneration."

Jiqiu hesitated for a moment, "It seems a bit much."

She estimated it with the naked eye, it was about fifty louis, and the consultation fee she had originally ordered was ten louis.

After all, acupuncture is mainly to test the level of the doctor, and there is no need to pay extra.

"The extra money is to thank you for chatting with me these days, which is a very novel experience."

Anais fiddled with the newly dyed red nails on her fingers, and she looked in a good mood, "If you need my help, please don't be polite. Although the cure is easy for you, I have a new life. The rest of my life You will no longer be troubled by stubborn diseases.”

"This is what I should do as a doctor." Jiqiu still only took away the first ten louis. "Thank you very much for your approval. If possible, I hope that Madam can introduce more patients to me."

Seeing the determined expression of the young man, Anais sighed, "Doctor Goetti, I know I can't change your mind."

Jiqiu smiled and did not answer, she stood up and bowed to Anais and left.

Margaret's novel was polarized in society, and men felt that the heroine, Dorothy, was inferior and unworthy of being a countess.

The ladies and ladies circulated the finished novels to each other in private, and they were all moved by the sweet love between Earl Vanua and Dorothy in the book.

As the author of the novel, Margaret inevitably suffered some criticism, and the air pressure in her home was very low for several days.

"Sir, please persuade Miss." The housekeeper Louise said nervously, she was very worried about Margaret who had locked herself in the study all morning.

Jiqiu unhurriedly put down the newspaper in his hand, there was a reviewer criticizing Margaret's novel to nothing, and it happened to be seen by Margaret in the morning, "Then I will go to the study to see her. "

She has been in several worlds, and other people's remarks will not affect her in any way.

But Margaret was different. It was the first time she faced those bad reviews directly, which shocked her heart a lot.

Jiqiu walked a stack of chocolate puffs from the kitchen, then knocked on the wooden door of the study, "Margaret, may I come in?"

After a long time, Margaret's muffled voice came from inside, "Is that you, Adrian?"

"It's me." Jiqiu opened the door and walked in. Margaret was frantically touching the tears on her face.

"I brought your favorite chocolate puff." She flattered and brought the dessert to the table in the study.

Margaret picked up one and bit down hard, "I think you like it!"

"It seems to be." Ji Qiu also picked up one and ate it. She saw Margaret's half-written reply on the table, "Are you writing to your readers?"

"Yes, they are all asking me why I haven't published the next chapter." Margaret wiped the chocolate sauce on her hands with a handkerchief, "But now I am affected by those comments without any inspiration, sitting in front of the typewriter The brain is empty."

"I've been sitting here for two hours and just had to write back to my readers for a change of heart."

"You don't have to take those people's comments to heart. They are all writers who are at the same time as you. They basically use the guise of criticizing Dorothy to cover up that their writing level is not as good as yours."

Jiqiu quickly solved all the chocolate puffs, and she carefully analyzed the pen names of those critics for Margaret, "... as long as you observe carefully, you will find that his words and sentences are exactly the same as "XXX" .If you take him to heart, it proves that his little trick has succeeded."

Margaret's mood finally cleared up, "Thank you, Adrian, after your analysis, I feel much better now! I won't let him succeed!"

Jiqiu was relieved to see Margaret cheer up again.

After Anais recovered, she promoted Jiqiu among the people she knew, and attracted many people seeking medical treatment, most of whom were fireworks girls.

Jiqiu took off the stethoscope hanging from his ear, and then checked the skin condition of the patient in front of him, "Is it only on the hands?"

Sitting in front of her was a young girl with a red rash on her hand, and the surrounding skin was about to rot.

The girl's cheeks were very red, she shook her head, "My outer thighs have grown a little, and here."

"Miss Chloe, can I take a look?" Jiqiu asked patiently as she watched the girl clutch her chest.

Chloe hesitated for a moment, but slowly unbuttoned her chest, revealing a piece of pus-oozing skin tissue.

Jiqiu frowned. This situation was a bit tricky for her. Most of the diseases carried by the girls she treated these days were sexually transmitted diseases, and Chloe was infected with gonorrhea.

The medical book she got had no prescriptions for the treatment of gonorrhea. Everything had to be started from scratch, and if the patient was not treated in time, it would become more and more serious.

Chloe looked at the young doctor with a dignified expression, she shook Jiqiu's gloved hand tremblingly, "Doctor, can I still be saved?"

"Don't be too anxious, I will do my best to heal you." Mood is a part of the disease, Jiqiu does not want to bring too much pressure to the patient, she does not want to make a decision in advance, as long as it is not the end, she will Do your best to save the patient.

Chloe's tears were like broken pearls. She was full of fear for the future, as if grasping at the only straw, "Help me, doctor. I am willing to give you all my money!"

Jiqiu gently helped her get dressed, and coaxed, "I will, you are my patient."

Chloe was introduced to her by Anais, and she learned of Chloe's life experience from her charming courtesan.

Chloe was born in a fisherman's family in the port of Marseille. His father died in a storm while fishing, and his mother died of a cold due to overwork.

Chloe had to take her young brother and sister to Paris to join her aunt. Unfortunately, what she didn't expect was that the originally kind and amiable aunt had become a pimp. Seeing Chloe's handsome appearance, she didn't want to waste her money. Chloe's good looks even coaxed and tricked her into becoming a prostitute.

During a pick-up, Chloe becomes infected, and her pimp aunt throws Chloe and her younger siblings out of the house after she can't get money from her.

"I've seen people with her disease when I was 20 years old." Anais waited for Chloe to leave before coming out from the secret door on the other side. She leaned lazily by the door, Holding a slender red coral pipe in his hand, "At that time, I was still an ordinary (female) girl, drowning in a bunch of beautiful girls, and she was the most famous courtesan in Paris.

She is like a rose, which blooms dazzlingly and withers after no one cares about it.Those men ran away after she fell ill, and she died alone on the bed. After her death, all her belongings were put up for auction. "

"I have never seen a doctor who can cure this evil disease."

Anais didn't know what was wrong with Chloe at first, thinking it was just some minor ailment like a headache.

After all, these people always drink a lot of alcohol with all kinds of men, and headaches are inevitable.

But after hearing Jiqiu and Chloe talking behind the door, she didn't want the youth to be contaminated.

She watched the young man grow from an unknown little doctor to a well-known doctor now. The death of a patient could easily wipe away Jiqiu's accumulated reputation.

"I'm a doctor, and it's my duty to treat illnesses." Jiqiu could see what Anais was thinking, "Chloe is only 16 years old, she should have a great time, if she died at such a young age , that was a very heartbreaking thing.”

Anais saw the faint sunshine outside the window refracted behind the young man, as if shrouded in holy light, she smiled self-deprecatingly, "So what, she's just a prostitute."

'Death is death, who will feel sorry for us? ' she said to herself in her mind.

Jiqiu raised her head and interrupted the self-deprecating words of Anais with disapproval, "Madam, in my eyes, there is no distinction between high and low patients, all patients are equal. (Women's branch) is fine, as long as they are my patients, I will try my best to make them healthy."