"Sister, do you know how to do medicine?" Zhao LAN asked in surprise.
We should know that nowadays women are learning needlework, cooking, housekeeper and director, and few women will learn medical skills.
For one thing, it's too hard to learn medical skills. Even from primary school, it will take more than ten or twenty years to officially graduate.
When a woman is young and perishable, she usually gets married early. When she gets married, she has to serve her husband as well as her father-in-law. There are a lot of things at home and abroad. How can she spare time to learn these?
Second, women have always been in the backyard of the boudoir, even if they succeed in medicine, no one is willing to let women appear in public to help the world.
"I just know a little bit. My master is really powerful! I don't know if you've ever heard of honeysuckle, the daughter of the medical sage? "
Du Qiaoyun's face is full of pride when he mentions sun Lonicera.
In her heart, she is the real master.
It's true Kung Fu that people rely on to cure and save people. Unlike her, she only learned half a skill, and all of them cheat by relying on little stones.
"Sun Jindong? Your master is actually sun Nindong? Have you ever met an old doctor? "
Zhao LAN heard Du Qiaoyun mention sun nintendon, also said that it was her master, suddenly surprised.
Her illness was a weakness from her mother's womb, a congenital deficiency.
Although not as serious illness can not afford, but always easily sick, it is really annoying!
Her father had searched for famous doctors for her, but they were helpless.
Later, a doctor told them that maybe he could find a way to cure them.
But the sage of medicine has disappeared for many years, and no one can find him. On the contrary, he has a daughter named sun Nindong who has inherited his mantle. This woman always dresses up in men's clothes and practices medicine all over the world to save people.
Hearing Du Qiaoyun say that her master is the daughter of a medical saint, not only Zhao LAN is happy, but also her servant girl is very happy. Looking at Du Qiaoyun, her eyes are gentle.
If she can really cure the disease of her young lady, she is willing to be a cow and a horse for her.
When Du Qiaoyun heard Zhao Lan's words, he shook his head with regret and said, "I haven't met the old doctor either. Even my master taught me for some time, and then he said that he had to leave first.
But although I'm not good at learning, I can't cure any difficult and miscellaneous diseases, but I can still take care of your body. "
Hearing that Du Qiaoyun said that she had never met the doctor, Zhao Lan was quite disappointed, and didn't even pay attention to what Du Qiaoyun said.
On the contrary, the maid heard Du Qiaoyun saying that she could take care of her young lady, and her face could not help showing a trace of anger.
This girl Du just doesn't know the heaven and the earth!
She can't count how many famous doctors the master has hired for the young lady these years. Even the imperial doctor and the master have asked the emperor's grace to see the young lady ill.
No one of so many famous doctors can take good care of the young lady. She is a primary school student who has only studied medicine for a few days. She probably can't even feel her pulse yet. She dare to say that she can cure the weak disease of the young lady in her family. She just doesn't know what to say!
Not only does Mo Zhu not believe that Du Qiaoyun can cure Zhao Lan's illness, but also Zhao LAN doesn't believe it. Therefore, she doesn't accept Du Qiaoyun's words for her. Instead, she opens up the topic without any trace.
"How long has sister Du been here? Are you still used to the life here? If my sister is short of food and clothing, just send someone to tell me, so that I can send someone to send it to you! "