Chapter 27: Healing the Sick

Jiang Yishi turned back to Hubby Master again and said shyly, “Seeing Meng Shizi for the first time, I’m a little nervous.”

Old Master snapped at Meng Zhimo, “Look at you, with your cold face, you’re scaring other little girls.”

He smiled more kindly at Jiang Yishi, his voice as gentle and gentle as he could put it, “That brat has always been like that, thinking that everyone owes him, don’t be afraid. Little Miss Jiang, take a look at his eyes, can they be cured?”

Meng Ruimo cupped his fists and bowed, “Miss Jiang would rather exchange her family heirlooms in order to learn how to cure her eyes, Mister Meng can’t thank you enough.”

Meng Ruimo walked over to the chair opposite Jiang Yishi and sat down, looking at Jiang Yishi. Being criticized by the old master for scaring the little girl with his bad attitude, he could only force himself to smile, and when he really couldn’t, he tried his best to ease his facial expression and loosen his frown.

The old country lord’s body sidled up to Meng Zhimo. Jiang Yishi also got up and came in front of Meng Ruimo, silently chanting in her heart: relax, stabilize, never let anyone see the signs.

She bent down to look into Meng Zhimo’s eyes.

Jiang Yishi first covered his right eye with her hand, an inch away from his eye, and asked what she could see with her left eye. Then she covered his left eye with her hand and asked what she could see with her right eye. And then ask him to look in front of the window in direct sunlight, and so on and so forth.

Close up with those eyes, only Jiang Yishi knew how much perseverance she used to suppress the excitement in her heart. Nonetheless, her emotions still weren’t exactly calm. Fortunately, Meng Zhimo’s eyes couldn’t see well, so she adjusted the angle of her standing again to prevent the old duke from seeing her face.

The first time he was in such close contact with a girl, being able to smell the warm fragrance of her body, as well as vaguely seeing her snow-white skin and deep dark eyes, made Meng Zhimo’s heart beat too fast. He noticed that those almond eyes were dark and moist, and finally realized why people like to describe a girl’s beautiful eyes as watery or watery……. Meng Zhimo’s face flushed even more, and his eyes couldn’t help but soften.

Only when that face finally left the distance did Meng Zhimo secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Jiang Yishi checked Chu Meng Ruimo’s eyesight and looked at his tongue before asking about the condition of his head, such as how he fell, whether he was dizzy or not, and whether he was in pain. Finally sat down to cut his pulse, cut the left cut hand right hand, more than a quarter of an hour before letting go.

The old Duke asked, “Little girl, how is it?”

Meng Zhimo’s eyes also looked at Jiang Yishi, although he didn’t ask a question, his tightly pursed lips still gave away his nervousness.

Jiang Yishi said, “There’s nothing wrong with Meng Shizi’s eyes, the injury is indeed in his brain. If the method taught by my master is correct, I am 80% sure. However, let’s say the ugly words up front, it’s my first time treating a disease, and not every doctor can guarantee to cure the disease ……”

Meng Zhimo said, “Until yesterday, there have been hundreds of imperial doctors, doctors for my treatment, are not cured. Miss Jiang don’t worry about the treatment, it’s not that your skill is not good enough to cure me, but my eye disease is not cured by medicine and stone.”

The old Duke also waved his bushel-like hand, “Little girl don’t be afraid, it’s not your fault if you can’t be cured. Say, if it can be cured, roughly how long will it take.”

Jiang Yishi deliberated, “If it is my master’s treatment, perhaps it will be much faster. Me,” she pursed her lips in embarrassment, “for my eyesight to improve, it’s as fast as two months, and as slow as half a year. A complete cure would take at least a year. Moreover, it is not always possible to restore the vision to what it was before the blindness. The means include taking medicine, administering needles, moxibustion, and medicinal baths ……”

Meng Zhimo’s tense face relaxed, his lips finally hung with joy, saying, “This is already much better than expected, when will the treatment begin?”

Jiang Yishi said, “Today, I brought silver needles, moxibustion strips and medicine. Start acupuncture and changing the medicine once every three days, drink the medicine four times a day, and take a medicinal bath once a day. If the situation improves, the time can be adjusted ……”

Jiang Yishi hesitantly asked the Meng family’s grandchildren again to make sure not to tell the truth about her curing Meng Shizi’s eye disease. One was that she might not be able to cure it, the other was that she didn’t want people to know that she worshipped the “remnants of the former dynasty” as her teacher, and the third was that she was a girl, and she was afraid that learning medicine from a man in the middle of the night might tarnish her reputation.

Meng’s grandchildren agreed, the girl’s kindness is appreciated, how could it harm her.

Moreover, Meng Ruimo is also not willing to his eye disease may be able to cure the matter immediately spread out. Some things are better done without the knowledge of others.

A few people discussed, need to cure the morning Meng Ruimo disguise disguise oxcart to go to Hu Zhuang. If there are guests in Huzhuang who are not good at receiving Meng Ruimo, Jiang Yishi will come over …….

Jiang Yishi asked someone to call Sister Wu in, silver needle and medicine are in her place.

Meng Ruimo also called Meng Lianshan, Meng Gaoshan and Meng Qingshan in, these three are his personal soldiers and long followers, who will transport him to and from the doctor’s office and serve him medicinal baths in the future.

Jiang Yishi administered needles and moxibustion to Meng Zhimo, and gave them the internal and external medicines she had already bought, explaining how to take them and the medicinal baths.

Jiang Yishi first took out the prepared medicines and replaced them with a few and had them decocted. Again, she had Meng Zhimo go and crawl on the spoils and started to do acupuncture on his head, neck and feet.

When she couldn’t see Meng Zhimo’s face, Jiang Yishi was less nervous.

For some reason, she wasn’t afraid of Elder Duke Meng, who was feared by everyone, but she was afraid to look into those eyes that had appeared countless times in her dreams. Those eyes were hollow and lifeless, but also filled with helplessness and resilience, making her feel pity and want to shed tears.

Looking at those eyes from a close distance, her heart was always difficult to calm down.

After the treatment, it was already the end of the afternoon, Jiang Yishi thanked the Meng family grandchildren for staying for dinner and got up to say goodbye. In fact, she is very willing to spend more time with their grandchildren, talk more, but just do not dare, afraid of the heart of the old man found.

When she left, the old Duke of China said that in the next morning, he would let someone distribute a triangular flower, and specifically send a woman to plant it in the Huzhuang. He also said, “The old man is lonely here, and wants to follow his grandson to your home, or Jiang little girl to my home.”

Jiang Yishi smiled and agreed.

Meng Zhimo got up and cupped his fists and thanked Jiang Yishi.

As soon as Jiang Yishi left, Elder Duke Meng sank his face and scolded Meng Rimo, “A delicate little girl came here to treat you, why are you so vicious? If you have a better attitude, they won’t even dare to eat at this late hour.”

Meng Zhimo said he was wronged, “Grandfather, I’m not vicious.”

The old man growled, “If you’re not vicious, can people be afraid of you? If you’re like this, you won’t be able to find a good daughter-in-law even after your eyes are healed.”

Sitting on the mule cart, Jiang Yishi closed her eyes, at the moment her back undershirt was covered in sweat.

Even after two lifetimes, she still remembered clearly the scene that made her ashamed and filled her with hate.

She had just married into the Meng family a little over two months ago, and it was a day in mid-April.

The sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly, and the Duke Cheng’s residence was hosting a peony banquet, to which the royal relatives and famous families of the capital were widely invited.

On all such occasions, Mrs. Meng was unwilling to allow the disgraced Jiang Yishi to participate. On the pretext that she was sick, she was not allowed to leave the courtyard.