Lin Yanyan went out early in the morning and went to Shuntian Mansion first. He learned that the murderer was basically locked, Guo Yongli, the guard commander of Dinghuai Gate. However, Xiao Qian decided not to alert the snake and continue to investigate, to figure out what the people of Beidi wanted to do when they smuggled saltpeter in, and then unplugged the nail that Beidi's inserted in Dasheng in one fell swoop.

Lin Yanyan let out a long sigh, and then she will look at Xiao Qian, who can do her own thing with peace of mind.

Then Lin Yanyan went to Yuqingtang.

She was worried that she had come too early, so Wang Yiren might still be sleeping at home, but when she went in and asked, the guy immediately enthusiastically led her to the back hall.

Wang Yiren obviously dressed up carefully today, with her eyebrows lightly sweeping, fragrant powder applied to the face, and lip-only rouge. She changed the doctor's light blue long gown and a simple style. She wore a light purple long skirt with a long dress of yarn, graceful and graceful.

Lin Yanyan watched Wang Yiren wash and make tea, her white wrists condensed with frost and snow, and her ten fingers were as delicate as jade onions. She was truly a pair of extremely beautiful hands, and every movement was pleasing to the eye.

"Doctor Wang is well versed in tea ceremony." Lin Yanyan commented pertinently.

Wang Yiren smiled gently: "I don't know what tea the young master likes to drink, I'm going to prepare for it next time."

Lin Yanyan smiled slightly: "I don't care so much. When I look at tea drinkers, I drink tea with my friends even if it's a bad quality tea worth 200 yuan per pound. I can drink tea when I'm thirsty, and even a cup of white water will feel sweet."

Wang Yiren smiled: "Young Master's words are very wonderful. Drinking tea is originally about the mood, but I don't know how your young master is feeling at this moment?"

Lin Yanyan figured out the mood this character should have when he met with a woman alone for the first time, and was a pretty beautiful woman, and then said, "I'm a little nervous."

"Why are you nervous? I don't eat people?" Wang Yiren joked. She was very gentle today, okay? She has never been gentle before.

But... looking at his slightly cramped look, could it be that this is his first time meeting with a woman alone? Does he have such a little love for her? If he really likes her, what should she do? He must not let him continue to follow the Tenth Highness and bury talents. He can ask his father to arrange a position for him in the Medical Department. If he has great medical skills, it will be easy to enter the Imperial Hospital. In the future, there may be a chance to take over the position of the court... At the very least, it is also great to help her manage Yu Qingtang... Anyway, since his father has no son, Qingyu Tang will still be left to his son-in-law in the future.

Lin Yanyan didn't expect that Wang Yiren would arrange her future life path when she was nervous.

"Zhen was afraid that the issue that Dr. Wang would discuss later was too profound, so Zhen couldn't answer, which disappointed Dr. Wang." Lin Yanyan said humbly.

Wang Yiren was secretly happy: He really cares about her opinion!

"How could it be? It's just a case to discuss together." Wang Yiren's tone was softer and his eyes were gentler. He unconsciously showed warmth in his gentleness, and his beautiful eyes were like autumn water.

"Doctor Wang, please speak."

"I have a patient who often has chest tightness and shortness of breath, palpitations, especially when the climate is suddenly cold or infected with wind and cold, the condition will worsen. Heartache is like twisting, pain is shattered, and the pain is over the spine, and the breath is difficult to lie down. Seeing that her tongue coating is thin and white, and her pulse is deep and tight, I diagnosed her with cold heart pulse disease. She used Zhishi Sua Bai Guizhi Decoction combined with Danggui Si Ni Decoction to add and subtract the prescription, which seemed to have little effect. What does your master think?"

Lin Yanyan pondered and said, "Cold-condensing heart and pulse syndrome is caused by the body's yang deficiency, yin-cold stagnation, and qi and blood numbness. Your prescription is prescribed well, but as for why the effect is minimal... it may be due to inappropriate addition and subtraction, or it may be that there are other problems in the patient's body. The same disease and the same prescriptions have different effects from person to person. I have not seen patients, so it is hard to say."

Wang Yiren thought: "If you can see the patient, are you sure of treatment?"

Lin Yanyan couldn't help but think that the doctors in the Imperial Hospital usually only accompanied the Imperial Hospital to the clinic, acting as assistants, and were responsible for the medication, and had no right to prescribe prescriptions for the big shots, but what Wang Yiren just said was that the diagnosis she gave was the prescription she prescribed...

Maybe it was not her patient, but her father's.

"I dare to ask Dr. Wang, what age is this patient?"

"Age 70." Wang Yiren was not worried that Mr. Zhen would think of the Queen Mother. The Imperial Hospital was not only responsible for the health of the nobles in the palace, but also for treating the princes and nobles. Who is not an old man in his seventies?

"He is so old!" Lin Yanyan looked puzzled and secretly inferred: The only noble man of this age in the palace who can get a doctor in person should be the Queen Mother!

In this way, she probably knew what the problem was. The empress dowager was noble in her status. She dared not to give heavy medicine. She did not seek merit, but to seek nothing wrong. Of course, she did not rule out other possibilities, but this was certain.

"Can you take me to see this patient?"

Wang Yiren thought about it. The palace guards were very strict, but there was still a way to go in. Then change into the doctor's clothes and go with his father.

So, Wang Yiren nodded.

Lin Yanyan hesitated that going to the palace to see the empress dowager is of great importance. She is now using Zhen Ri'an's identity to investigate the case with Xiao Qian, which was tacitly agreed by Xiao Qian and Lord Ji, but once her identity showed her face in front of the empress dowager, the merits of curing the empress dowager were from the royal court. If it cannot be cured, the responsibility will be her. Maybe a charge of deceiving the emperor will fall on her, and she doesn't want to be beheaded again.

No, she can't agree easily, she has to think about it carefully.

"Let's do this, I'm quite busy recently. Why don't you take the patient's cases to me and I'll analyze it again."

"Miss, it's not good, a patient fainted." The pharmacist rushed in anxiously and reported without even bothering to knock on the door.

Wang Yiren's face changed slightly: "Go and take a look."

Lin Yanyan also followed.

The fainted patient had been carried to the bed in the clinic. He was an old man in his fifties. However, when he saw his face turned pale, he touched his hands and feet and was cold. Lin Yanyan took his pulse.

Wang Yiren was asking the doctor in the hall: "What's going on?"

The doctor in the hall said, "The patient came to the doctor for treatment because of his depression. After asking a few questions, he fell to his head before he could take his pulse."

"Do you have a silver needle? Hurry up and take the silver needle. The patient will sputum and turbidity, the chest yang will be lost, the qi will be blocked, and the meridians will be blocked, causing chest tightness and fainting. The pulse is already very weak and very dangerous." Lin Yanyan spoke quickly.

Wang Yiren was busy asking someone to get the silver needle.

Lin Yanyan got the silver needle and quickly applied acupuncture at the patient's Neiguan, Xinyu, Sanyinjiao and other acupoints.

Wang Yiren was a little confused when he saw him calmly and calmly rescue him.

She came from a medical family and was used to all kinds of first aid since she was a child. Even though she knew that people would definitely be rescued, she still couldn't help but be worried. But today, facing such a critical situation, she was not worried at all, and she had inexplicable trust and peace of mind for him.

Perhaps it was because of his calmness and calmness that he could think of a treatment method at the first time, or perhaps it was because of his skillful silver needle technique, which was stable and accurate in inserting needles, lifting, twisting, and rubbing needles in a moderate manner. According to her, there are only a handful of doctors in the capital who have reached his level of silver needle technique.
Chapter completed!