The Prime Minister’s Darling-Chapter 469 - 238 Fierce Milk (First Update)
Chapter 469: 238 Fierce Milk (First Update)
Chapter 469: 238 Fierce Milk (First Update)
Jiang Shi’s recovery was astonishingly good, and Gu Jiao was preparing to perform one last surgery on him. This was just a minor surgery, after which he could rest assuredly and would no longer need the knife.
Gu Jiao had just put on sterile gloves when the wife of Prince Yu brought her son to the door.
To disguise her identity, the wife of Prince Yu wore the dress of an ordinary noblewoman, and her pearl hairpins were casually placed, with only two or three pieces; yet even these few items were considered extremely valuable by the common folk.
Liao Quan personally received her.
Liao Quan was observant, noticing that the lady’s complexion was ruddy and she did not appear to be unwell at all. Instead, it was her child, around ten years old, who looked pale and coughed softly from time to time.
He asked, “Is the young master here to see a doctor?”
A servant stepped forward, blocking him from his own young master.
How could common folk be allowed to speak with a princess from Liang Country?
Liang Country’s status was higher than that of Zhan Country, making the princess from Liang naturally more prestigious than the princess from Zhan.
Not to mention a mere owner of a Medical Hall, even a court-appointed official might not have the privilege to speak directly with the princess.
“Mother…” Minmin, feeling uncomfortable, tugged at the wife of Prince Yu’s sleeve, leaning weakly against her.
The wife of Prince Yu, too preoccupied to speak with Liao Quan, soothed her son by touching his forehead, “Don’t be afraid, we’re at the Medical Hall now. A doctor will treat you very soon.”
Liao Quan fidgeted with his nose, sensing that the visitor was not easy to deal with.
Having run the Medical Hall for many years and seen all sorts of people, he was naturally not ruffled by this disdain.
He politely looked at the servant and asked, “What seems to be the matter with the young master? Tell me the symptoms, so I can recommend a suitable doctor.”
“Who is the most skilled doctor here?” the servant asked bluntly.
Clearly, that would be Gu Jiao!
But Gu Jiao was currently performing surgery on Jiang Shi and couldn’t come.
Besides, since the child’s condition seemed not to be an emergency, Liao Quan thought for a moment and called Doctor Song, “Doctor Song, please take a look at this young master.”
Doctor Song said to the wife of Prince Yu and her son, “Please come this way.”
“You are the best doctor in the Medical Hall?” the servant looked at him skeptically, “You look quite young, barely twenty, right? Can’t your Medical Hall afford a more experienced senior doctor? How did your Medical Hall earn its reputation?”
In the eyes of most people, a doctor’s skill is often associated with their age, with older doctors deemed more experienced. However, those who had seen Gu Jiao knew this wasn’t necessarily the case.
Gu Jiao was the youngest doctor in the Medical Hall, yet no one disputed her medical skill.
Doctor Song, now in an awkward position with the patient, wasn’t as smooth as Liao Quan and simply said, “I usually treat children more often and am quite experienced in this area. However, if you say the most skilled, indeed I do not rank first. But Miss Gu right now is busy. If you’re not in a hurry, you could wait in the Grand Hall.”
The servant was about to lose his temper, thinking nobody not even the emperor of Liang Country would dare to neglect our princess, and here you are, a mere civilian doctor, getting too big for your boots!
“Step back,” commanded the wife of Prince Yu.
The servant: “…Yes.”
“How much longer will that take?” the wife of Prince Yu asked Doctor Song.
Doctor Song replied, “It will be soon, just a minor surgery. It will be finished shortly.”
The wife of Prince Yu nodded, “Alright, I’ll wait.”
The servant muttered quietly, “Your Highness…”
The wife of Prince Yu gave him a look that said to keep quiet.
The servant fell silent.
Gu Jiao didn’t keep the wife of Prince Yu waiting too long, and appeared a quarter and a half later.
Upon seeing that it was a fifteen-year-old girl, the wife of Prince Yu realized that the earlier doctor was indeed talking about Miss Gu, not Doctor Gu.
But still… she was very young.
Gu Jiao was accustomed to such questioning gazes and confidently led them into the Consulting Room, and first took the child’s pulse, then picked a clean tongue depressor from a jar on the table.
“Open your mouth.”
Minmin had never been examined this way and was a bit scared.
The wife of Prince Yu also looked at Gu Jiao oddly.
Gu Jiao explained, “This won’t hurt, I just need to press down your tongue to see your throat.”
Reassured by her words, the wife of Prince Yu encouraged her son, “Be good, listen to the doctor.”
As a child, Gu Jiao didn’t like being checked with a tongue depressor herself, since pressing too hard made her uncomfortable. Her movements were quick and gentle, and Minmin hardly felt uncomfortable before she had already removed the depressor.
The tonsils were a bit swollen.
Gu Jiao then took out a stethoscope, hooked it around her ears and said, “Open your clothes.”
The wife of Prince Yu had never seen such odd equipment and the checkup method, but assumed it was a unique practice of this Medical Hall, without overthinking it.
She went to open her son’s clothes but he grabbed her wrist, “Men and women should not touch! I will not undress in front of her!”
Since ancient times, it was customary for males and females over seven years of age to be seated separately, and he was nearly ten, a grown man!
Gu Jiao fiercely looked at him, “You have to undress either way.”
Absolutely ruffian-like!
Minmin: “…”
At the Medical Hall, who wouldn’t listen to the doctor? Minmin’s clothes were successfully removed and, utterly humiliated, watched someone use a strange device to listen to her front and back.
He felt as if his entire body had been touched.
How shameful!
“Pneumonia.”
Gu Jiao gave her diagnosis.
“Is it serious?” the consort of Prince Yu asked worriedly.
Gu Jiao took off her stethoscope, “Mild pneumonia, not too serious, just take some medicine for now.”
The consort of Prince Yu frowned, “But he has been coughing for over ten days.”
Did she mean to say that coughing for more than ten days was not serious?
Gu Jiao understood, but she couldn’t dishonestly say her son was seriously ill, which could potentially be life-threatening. This pneumonia would be considered serious in the ancient times, but in her time, it was nothing much.
She had anti-inflammatory drugs.
Gu Jiao said, “It slowly infected the lungs, now you must start taking medicine seriously.”
Otherwise, they’d have to administer an IV, which Gu Jiao didn’t mention.
Gu Jiao stamped the written prescription and handed it to the consort of Prince Yu, “Go to the counter to pay, and they will give you the medicine shortly.”
The consort of Prince Yu took the prescription, somewhat skeptically, and left.
Although this young girl seemed to possess the aura of an experienced doctor, she couldn’t quite trust her to cure her son’s illness so readily.
The consort of Prince Yu left with her son.
Gu Jiao opened the first aid kit, only to find it contained children’s cough syrup.
These were drugs independently developed by the Research Institute, safer and more effective than similar types available on the market, though, of course, also several times more expensive.
She gradually noticed a problem—the first aid kit only contained things from the Research Institute, none from the market.
Did this mean she could only use products from the Research Institute?
Or perhaps, anything from the Research Institute could be utilized by her?
So far, the first aid kit only contained drugs and simple surgical consumables needed; no equipment had shown up yet, otherwise, she’d be able to perform surgery on Gu Yan.
Gu Jiao packed the anti-inflammatory drugs and the cough syrup into ceramics bottles, and provided a 10 milliliters spoon, “The syrup thrice a day, one spoon each time. The pills twice a day, two pills each time. Take after meals.”
She paused, checking the sky, “You can take one dose now, have you eaten anything?”
The remark woke the consort of Prince Yu from her reverie, as she had been so focused on her son’s sickness that she even forgot to give him breakfast.
Of course, it wasn’t that she hadn’t prepared anything; it’s that Minmin didn’t want to eat initially and decided to eat later.
But shortly they rode the carriage to the Medical Hall; with all the running around, it was nearly noon and the child hadn’t even had a sip of water.
The consort of Prince Yu looked guiltily at her son, “Are you terribly hungry? It’s all mother’s fault, forgetting you haven’t had breakfast.”
Being sick, Minmin didn’t feel hungry.
Yet the consort of Prince Yu didn’t want to delay and gave up the thought of going back immediately. Returning home where no one would be, the prince was certainly still arguing with Zhan Country’s ministers in the Imperial Palace at this time.
The consort of Prince Yu took her son back to the room in the Medical Hall, instructed the eunuch to buy some tasty snacks and, finding out that the Medical Hall had its cooks, gave some silver for the cooks to prepare some meals.
After eating, Minmin took his medicine and fell asleep.
The consort of Prince Yu let him sleep without disturbance.
Unknowingly, it had become afternoon.
The Guozijian preschool had finished, and Liao Quan went to pick up Little Clean Sky and took him to the Medical Hall. Afterward, Liao Quan went to Qinghe Academy to pick up Gu Yan and Gu Xiaoshun to go to Master Lu’s house to study.
Little Clean Sky squatted in the sand of the Medical Hall’s backyard, teaching Little Jiang Li how to write with a bamboo stick.
“Jiang, this is your ‘Jiang’, and this one is ‘Li’.”
“How should I write my brother’s name?”
“Jiang is the same for you, ‘Shi’ is like this.” Little Clean Sky wrote a big ‘Shi’ in the sand.
Originally, there was no sandy area in the backyard; it was Gu Jiao who had arranged for some sand so Little Clean Sky could play.
Little Jiang Li carefully wrote her brother’s name.
Her brother’s name was simple and she finished quickly, but hers was difficult.
Little Clean Sky was a smart kid but not an experienced teacher; although he often checked Gu Yan’s and Gu Xiaoshun’s homework, he usually got frustrated halfway through his teachings.
Teaching Little Jiang Li was no different.
Little Jiang Li just couldn’t learn, and he turned into a little pufferfish again.
He was a gentlemanly pufferfish who couldn’t blow up at a little girl, so he ran alone behind a big tree to sulk.
“Ah! This is driving me crazy!”
The consort of Prince Yu went to the kitchen and on her way back to the room saw a little munchkin under a tree flailing wildly!
The little munchkin was extremely adorable, with a round head, rosy cheeks, eyes both black and shiny, with long, curled eyelashes, and his little fists flailing wildly in a tantrum, it was hard not to chuckle.
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