Chapter 384

In the early morning, the Guanghua temple was steamed in the mist. There were no pilgrims flocking in and there were no monks ringing the bell in the morning class. It looked like a fairyland.

The people standing among them have the feeling of not knowing where they are for a time, and they also have the feeling of being immortal.

A bitter cry broke the silence. The cry was sharp, just like being tortured. People couldn't help hearing it.

Chen Qixiu's feeling of immortality disappeared instantly.

"It's starting again." He said to himself, "fairyland becomes hell."

After this cry began, a series of cries rang out, the older child's howling and the child's scream instantly shrouded the whole Guanghua temple. Rao, who had listened to Chen Qi for several days, still couldn't stand it and hurriedly plugged his ears with a cloth ball.

The voice of the back hall is even louder. Not only the children are crying, but also the adults are crying.

On the three beds in the room lie three children of different ages. Although there are only three children, there are more than a dozen people standing in the room, which is crowded and cramped.

Four or five people stood in front of each bed, three pressing the children, and two doctors were busy.

There was a strong smell of medicine and wine in the room.

Miss Jun was also among them, covering her mouth and nose. She looked attentively and wiped the wound on the child with a piece of cotton cloth. On the other side, a doctor was also doing such a thing. Beside them was a medicine bowl filled with black medicine juice, which also exuded a strong smell of wine.

Every time the cotton cloth dipped in the medicine fell on the sore surface, the cry of the pressed child was raised, and the body twisted violently. The three adults could hardly press it, which showed how severe the pain was.

"No cure, no cure."

Finally, a woman's cry of collapse rang out in the room. She frantically pushed away the doctor around the bed, rushed over, hugged the child and cried loudly.

"We are not cured. We might as well die for such a crime."

Miss Jun was pushed aside and another doctor stood aside. Everyone didn't speak but looked at the woman.

This is not the first time.

The collapse and crying here did not affect the other two beds. Although the family there had already been full of tears, they were still biting their teeth and pressing their children. The two doctors still firmly and mercilessly rubbed the cotton wool on the patient's sore face, and the cry was higher than one.

In this cry, the woman in front of the bed here gradually exhausted her strength. She looked at the child with her mouth open and breathing rapidly in her arms. She looked at the broken, swollen and purulent sore face on his body. The child's face was red and black, and she could not see the original face.

The woman reached out and caressed the child's face.

Although acne mostly occurs in children, adults can also be infected, but they are not so critical. In addition, the incidence of acne is terrible. Except their parents, others really don't dare to approach, not to mention such face-to-face touching.

The child has acne, and even the family are afraid to avoid it. Without a doctor, they can only be trapped in a room waiting to die.

Now someone has treated him, and someone is willing to try.

The woman raised her hand and wiped her tears. She sat up straight and pressed the child's shoulder.

"Well, doctor, please." She said in a hoarse voice.

The two men who stood aside also came forward and pressed the child again. The child was already familiar with the action and immediately howled.

Children are children. They don't know the pain of life and the sadness of death.

Miss Jun and the doctor did not speak and continued to repeat their previous actions.

Compared with the ghosts crying and wolves howling here like purgatory, the other row of rooms are quieter, but it is not easy.

"Sanniu, drink quickly, and then drink." A woman holding a child with her eyes closed seemed to feel that she was half a child. She cried and urged, and handed the medicine bowl in her hand to his mouth.

The child didn't move.

"Fuck, pour it down." Said the man next to him.

The woman picked up the child again and filled the medicine bowl. The child still swallowed consciously, but he was weak and convulsed.

The woman cried even more when she saw it.

The doctor came over and looked at the medicine bowl.

"Take the medicine after an hour." He exhorted and took out a bowl. Unlike the crying room over there, there was no strong smell of wine, but a trace of sweetness.

This medicine bowl contains honey.

The doctor dipped a cotton cloth with honey and wiped it on the sore surface of the child. This did not cause the child to cry, because the stimulation of honey was very weak, or because the child here was dying and ignorant.

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"I can't bear to hear that. It's like the North Guangsi temple." Said a doctor, his face full of discontent and sympathy.

"The people at the foot of the mountain were scared away and had nightmares." The other followed.

"Is it so terrible to cure acne?" Jiang Youshu frowned and said, "how did she treat it?"

The doctors looked at each other.

"How else can she treat it? Honey hemp method. She has to go so much honey and cohosh. Naturally, it's used like this." Said a doctor.

"And a lot of wine." Another doctor added.

"Wine is used to ward off evil spirits." Another doctor said.

Liquor and white ash are often used here to bury dead patients so as not to spread disease and evil again. This is also what they often use.

Everyone nodded.

"Are many people dead?" Jiang Youshu noticed this and asked.

"There should be a lot." Said a doctor.

Jiang Youshu frowned.

"What do you mean should?" The doctor asked, "did you hear him go to the temple before?"

The imperial doctors looked at each other and looked a little chatty.

"Sir, you don't know yet." They said.

Since Miss Jun provoked the royal guards to come to Taihai hospital that day, although Jiang Youshu didn't let everyone complain, he took sick leave home and rested for two days.

In this way, it is also evidence in the future, and it seems to be patient and evasive.

"Lu Qianhu is also in Guanghua temple. No unauthorized people are allowed in and out." A doctor said, "we don't even allow people to enter the car where we send medicine. Someone in them came out to pick up the car."

Therefore, they can only guess what is going on in the temple by listening.

Lu yunqi took people there? Jiang Youshu frowns. Is he so free?

Of course, he's not so free. It's the consistent style of royal guards to close the area and prohibit it. The outside doesn't know the specific situation inside. He can add it at will when he is convicted in the future.

Jiang Youshu nodded. It must be so.

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"Miss, sit down quickly. The water will be ready. You have something to eat first."

Liu er said anxiously around Miss Jun.

Miss Jun was really tired, so she sat casually on the futon under the corridor.

Liu'er brought another bowl of ginseng soup.

"Is this our home or..." asked Miss Jun.

Liu Er smiled.

"Of course it's too hospital." She said, "the emperor said that the medicinal materials can be used freely. Chen Qi asked for some ginseng and pilose antler by the way, so that the young ladies and doctors can make up their bodies. Chen Qi said that this is also a cure."

Miss Jun smiled and suddenly looked in the same direction. Liu Er also looked at it and immediately pulled down her face.

Under the small hanging flower gate stood Lu yunqi. He looked at Miss Jun with both hands.

"This man is really annoying. Why did he come again?" Liu er said.

"He didn't mean to be ordered by the emperor to martial law Guanghua temple." Miss Jun said, drooping her eyes and slowly drinking ginseng soup, and her eyebrows still frowned.

This man is really haunted.

On that day, one action and one sentence had such a great effect.

Big ones are annoying.

Sometimes she can't control her temper and wants to shout at him. Don't look at me like that.

The sight that fell on her suddenly moved away, and at the same time, there was a sound of footsteps. Miss Jun looked up and saw that Lu yunqi seemed to have been knocked away by someone for a few steps. She stood in the yard and stood under the hanging flower door again.

Zhu Zan.

Why is he here?

Miss Jun looked at him and couldn't help smiling.

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The ancient acne treatment method comes from the records in the prescription for saving the dead behind the elbow by Ge Hong of the Jin Dynasty.