Died In Infancy! My Wife Is Actually A Villain

"The doctors from Zhu's Medical Center are here too!!"

"Brother, I just came to Kyoto not long ago. Is this Zhu's Medical Center famous?"

"It's not just famous! Everyone who lives in Kyoto knows about Zhu's Medical Clinic."

"Back then, the late emperor suddenly suffered from a hidden illness and became terminally ill. All the imperial doctors in the palace were helpless. In desperation, the imperial court could only recruit famous doctors from all over the country to save the late emperor's life. Among them was Zhu Tongwen, a doctor from Zhu's Medical Center. At that time, he only relied on his Thirteen needles from the ghost hand rescued the late emperor from the gate of hell. Since then, Zhu's Medical Clinic has become famous in Kyoto. The late emperor even praised him as the "miraculous doctor with ghost hands" and gave him a golden order, but Even though it is in person, Your Majesty."

"That's it! I've heard of the name of the Miracle Doctor with Ghost Hands, but I didn't expect that he also came from the Zhu Family Medical Center."

"Zhu's Medical Center has a high reputation in Kyoto. If this doctor is willing to help with the diagnosis, he will surely be able to give both parties a fair explanation."

Seeing the fat man walking into the store, the surrounding diners couldn't help but start talking.

Jiang Heyan took a look at the fat man. She had indeed heard about Zhu's Medical Center, and the clothes he wore were the same ones only available at Zhu's Medical Center.

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Heyan said: "Okay, then let's ask Dr. Zhu to check him carefully."

She is very confident in the hygiene of her store and there cannot be any unclean things.

Zhu's Medical Clinic has a good reputation in Kyoto. If he treats patients, no one will suspect that he has done something wrong.

When the time comes, we will know the exact truth once we try it.

"Haha, no problem."

The fat man smiled kindly at Jiang Heyan, then slowly walked towards the old woman, and whispered: "Madam, I am a doctor from Zhu's Medical Center. You should have heard of Zhu's Medical Center! If you If you believe in our medical clinic, let me examine your son to find out the specific cause."

The old woman raised her eyes and stared at the fat man. After hesitating for a moment, she said pitifully: "I trust the old lady of Zhu's Medical Center. Doctor, my son is going to trouble you. You must seek justice for the old lady."

"Uh-huh."

The fat man nodded, then walked up to the unconscious man, gently pressed his right hand on his wrist, and felt his pulse...

At this time, Jiang Anran stepped towards Jiang Heyan, leaned forward slightly, and reminded her in her ear: "This doctor is fake."

Jiang Heyan subconsciously looked at Jiang Anran, narrowed her eyes slightly, and said softly: "How do you judge?"

Jiang Anran whispered: "Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to looking, smelling, asking, and feeling. Look first, then smell, then ask, and finally feel the pulse. This is the most basic rule for a doctor to seek medical treatment. This doctor does not listen or check the patient's condition. Just take the pulse directly, obviously he is not good at medical skills, or he is just a beginner."

Jiang Heyan asked: "What if the other party's medical skills are extremely superb, and the cause of the disease can be found just by taking the pulse?"

Jiang Anran shook his head, "Taking the pulse is the most important thing to check the internal organs. It is impossible to trace the cause of the disease because of the ups and downs of qi and blood and the trend of evil and righteousness."

"Okay, I get it."

Jiang Heyan responded in a low voice, then raised her eyes to look at the so-called Doctor Zhu.

"Everyone give way, everyone give way, and let the little old man come in and join in the fun."

There was a sudden noise at the door of the store, and an old man with white hair squeezed in from the crowd.

He was wearing a yellow linen robe with many stains on his clothes. His white hair covered his head like a chicken coop, and he looked very slovenly.

"Where did the beggar come from! Can you please stop crowding?"

"Damn, it stinks so much. This old guy hasn't had a bath in how many days."

"Go away quickly, don't get my new clothes dirty."

The diners on both sides immediately moved out of the way, their eyes full of disgust, and they were even afraid of being touched by each other.

"Ouch, why is this man lying on the ground? He can't be dead!"

Facing the abuse from the people around him, the old man didn't pay any attention. Instead, he looked at the unconscious middle-aged man on the ground with curiosity.

"This old man!"

Jiang Anran was shocked when she saw the old man entering the store.

Isn't this old man the same one who gave her medical skills last time? !

Seeing the old man who had come to cause trouble, a hint of displeasure flashed across the face of the short, fat man who was taking his pulse. Then he withdrew his right hand and slowly stood up.

"Everyone, the specific situation has been checked below."

"The reason why this man is in this condition is because he consumed a large amount of Turtle Shell Powder. Now his condition is quite serious, and his internal organs and heart vessels have been damaged..."

There is a black turtle in the North Island. Its shell is ground into powder and can be used as a spice. It tastes very good.

In the past, many restaurants in the north used this spice to enhance the reputation of the store.

The name of this spice is Guijiasan.

But later someone discovered that this spice has a certain degree of toxicity. Long-term consumption can cause visceral failure, intestinal discomfort, and in severe cases, death.

After that, Zhou Dynasty issued a ban strictly prohibiting this spice from entering the market and harming the people.

"What! He took the poison from Guijiasan."

"Isn't this a banned spice? How could it appear in Kyoto?"

"I asked why the hot pot restaurant tastes so good. It turns out that it uses spices like turtle powder."

"Damn, give me your money back! If I get sick from something, I will definitely destroy your store's sign!"

As soon as this was said, all the diners were shocked, and some even started to become irritable.

"Quiet, everyone!"

Seeing that the situation was out of control, Jiang Heyan shouted coldly and glanced at everyone. The diners present immediately became much quieter, no longer as impatient and angry as before.

Seeing this, Jiang Heyan said: "I can assure you that our store has never used spices such as turtle powder. If you don't believe it, you can go to the kitchen to check at any time."

"Who knows if you will hide the tortoise shells loosely."

"That's right! If you dare to use something like this, which is expressly prohibited in the Great Zhou Dynasty, you must have a strong background behind it."

"If people from Zhu's Medical Center hadn't come forward this time, we might still be kept in the dark."

The diners in the store were not willing to buy Jiang Heyan's explanation.

Jiang Anran on the side frowned and looked at the short and fat man with a cold expression.

She had never heard of Guijiasan at all. It was completely false and deliberately smeared.

She finally understands.

This so-called Dr. Zhu was probably an accomplice of the old woman and came to the store deliberately to stir up trouble.

And relying on the reputation of Zhu's Medical Clinic, this group of diners are obviously more willing to believe what Dr. Zhu says.

I have to say that the opponent made this move very well.

"Even if you are poisoned by Guijiasan, it shouldn't be so serious! This heart is so weak that I feel like I'm about to die..."

Looking at the unconscious man on the ground, the old man squatted in front of him, first rolled his eyelids and checked his pupils, then pressed his mouth and looked at his tongue, and finally checked his pulse.

Seeing the old man looking at the unconscious man, the short and fat man couldn't help but remind him: "Old man, if you don't know medical skills, don't make trouble here!"