Chapter 63: A Minor Illness

  Wen Jun Ge's people came to invite him, and Chen Jing quickly put on his clothes and followed them out the door without any delay. Therefore, he arrived at Wen Jun Ge before Ni Da Fu.

  Chen Jiong had already fallen asleep, but Wanjun Building was still full of music and dance, with strong wine and warm candlelight.

  Qionglanju is also brightly lit.

  The bedroom on the second floor smells strange. The fragrance of sandalwood is mixed with foul odor and corruption, a bit pungent.

  Xī Wén clutched her chest in pain, her face as pale as paper.

  Wan Niang's face was filled with painful expressions.

  Chen Jiong stepped forward and first exchanged greetings with Wen Niang, then said: "Let me take her pulse..."

  Wan Niang said thank you: "Thank you." Chen Jing arrived so quickly, Wan Niang was a little surprised, she thought it would be Doctor Nie who arrived first.

  Chen Jiong sat down on the embroidered stool in front of Xiwen's bed and began to take her pulse.

  Sorrowful tongue and weak pulse is an acute disease.

  After confirming that there was no other reason, it was just an acute stomachache and vomiting, Chen Jing also let out a sigh of relief. He said to Xi Wen who was lying down in pain: "Get up and walk around, don't lie flat."

  Wan Niang was taken aback and said: "She's in so much pain..."

  She had just vomited and was rolling around the bed in pain, but Chen Jing wouldn't let her rest, instead telling her to get up, which left Wan Niang perplexed.

  "The more I lie down, the more painful it is." Chen Jing's tone was affirmative as he looked at Yuanniang, "Yuanniang, do you believe me?"

  Wan Niang was speechless.

  She trusted Chen Jing, otherwise she wouldn't have called him over in the middle of the night. However, Chen Jing's words were indeed somewhat at odds with Wan Niang's views.

  After a pause, Wan Niang said: "Really."

  She then ordered her maid to help Wen Xiang up.

  Xī wén téng de yì shēn lěng hàn, tuǐ jiǎo fā ruǎn. Ràng tā qǐlái zǒu dòng, jiǎn zhí yào mìng. Kěshì dàifū de huà, háishì yào tīng de.

  "Why must I get up and move around?" Xi Wen sat up, waiting for her maid to help her put on shoes, she asked Chen Jing.

  She really didn't want to get up.

  It was originally painful, and it hurts even more when standing up, with dizziness and blurred vision, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

  She bit her lip and endured the discomfort.

  "You're not sick, you just overindulged tonight and ate too much. Your stomach is overloaded, can't digest the food properly, leading to an imbalance of stomach energy, which rose up and caused vomiting." Chen Jing explained, "Originally, there was gastric juice in the stomach."

  "Stomach fluid can repair the stomach gas on its own. When you lie down, the stomach fluid flows back up and cannot stay in the stomach, so it doesn't get nourished, and the stomach hurts. Now let's have you stand up, walk slowly, and let the stomach fluid flow back into the stomach to nourish it. Slowly but surely, the pain will go away."

  She stared at him in surprise, she had never heard of such a thing.

  She didn't quite understand what gastric juice was either.

  But Chen Jiong said so, Xiwen listened and did it.

  She was supported by her maid, walking slowly in the inner and outer rooms. Because it was very painful, she could hardly stand still, but gritted her teeth and kept walking.

  "Miss, would you like to take a rest?" The maid asked with concern as she saw her mistress's temples were beaded with sweat.

  Xī Wén shook his head: "No need..."

  The maid thought her mistress and mother were really strange, listening to the nonsense of young Chen. Not to mention others, Chen's request for the mistress to get up and walk was enough to torment people.

  If it were a renowned and respected doctor, the patient would not suffer. All good doctors instruct their patients to rest in bed, but Mr. Chen told him to get up and move around.

  The little maid followed behind, also not daring to question, supporting Xi Wen as they slowly walked in and out of the house.

  In the courtyard, Chen Xuan and Wan Niang talked about Xi Wen's illness.

  "...is caused by food accumulation. Unfortunately, Wen's girl ate greasy things at night. If it was just food accumulation, she wouldn't vomit. But she ate too much and lost harmony in her stomach."

  "Just take some digestive and stomach-soothing medicine, one dose will be enough." Chen Jing said, "From now on, eat light meals and there won't be any problems, Madame Wan doesn't need to worry."

  "What did Mr. Zhong eat for dinner?" asked Yanni curiously.

  Hearing that Xiwen was not seriously ill, but only had stomach pain and vomiting from eating too much, Yuanniang's heart finally put down. Then, she actually noticed these trivial matters.

  "At that time we ate together." Chen Jing said. He didn't need to hide it, otherwise his diagnosis wouldn't be convincing.

  Wan Niang glanced at Xi Wen pacing slowly in the outer room, shook her head helplessly and said: "......So that's how it is. She came back and said she met Mr. Chen, but didn't say anything about eating."

  Chen Jiong smiled.

  After the diagnosis, Wan Niang also believed his words, and Chen Xuan opened a prescription.

  "Crataegus three qian, Aurantii fructus one qian, Allium fistulosum four qian, Citrus reticulata three qian, Calcined tile five qian, Gallus gallus domesticus four qian, Hordeum vulgare three qian, Rhizoma Polygonati odorati three qian"

  Chen Jiong finished writing the prescription and handed it to Wan Niang, saying: "Just take one dose, that's enough. For the next few days, eat more rice porridge and slowly nurse yourself back to health."

  Wan Niang nodded: "Got it, don't worry."

  They were talking and writing prescriptions, while Xiwen, who was pacing back and forth on the other side, had already recovered a lot.

  My stomach doesn't feel as painful and I'm no longer dizzy.

  Xian Wen came in and said with a smile: "I've recovered more than half, it turns out that walking can cure the disease, Master Chen is indeed a superb doctor."

  "It has nothing to do with medical skills." Chen Jiong smiled and said, "Most of the human body is made up of blood and water. The movement of water means life. This is your own credit."

  Regretful words raised eyebrows and smiled lightly.

  She still felt a bit uncomfortable, but was much better than before, and had more energy when speaking.

  The severe stomachache has passed, leaving only a faint dull pain.

  Wan Niang ordered the little maid: "Pour a cup of water for Miss."

  "Don't drink water for now." Chen Jiong chimed in, "Wait until it doesn't hurt at all before drinking again."

  Xiwén and Wǎn Niáng naturally asked about the reason again.

  "...will dilute the gastric juice, and it will turn white in such a short time." Chen Jing said.

  What he said, Wen and Yuanniang listened to were unfamiliar words, but the meaning was clear. They usually didn't often ask doctors to take medicine, so many unknown words, they also saw strange things without suspicion.

  Chen Jiong opened his eyes wide, sat up and adjusted his clothes, saying: "It's getting late, I'll take my leave."

  Wan Niang glanced at Lian Tai, who was already almost ugly from crying.

  "Why don't we just take a short rest here for now and head back when it gets light? It's also tiring to rush back and forth," said Yueniang politely.

  "No need to," said Chen Jiong, "There are no servants in my house. If they know I'm out, my family will definitely leave the door open for me. If I don't go back, they won't be able to sleep soundly all night."

  Xianwen Qing's eyes slightly turned, and her heart rippled with a hint of disturbance: He always thinks for others.

  Are all men like this, or is it just him?

  Xi Wen was a famous courtesan, and her interactions with men were always elegant. We were both refined individuals, I a talented scholar and she a beautiful woman, enjoying leisurely activities like reciting poetry under the moonlight. Neither of us would ever mention mundane household chores or family matters in each other's presence.

  Only Chen Jing.

  If all men were like this, it wouldn't be bad to find one to rely on in the future.

  "Then I won't keep you here for nothing." Before Wenwen could react, Yuanniang was already escorting Chen Xuan downstairs.

  Chen Jiong and Xi Wen bid each other farewell with a bow.

  Regretful parting words.

  The stairs were winding, Wan Niang was wearing a trailing bean green embroidered skirt, walking relatively slowly. Chen Jing walked beside her, supporting her with his arm.

  After leaving Qionglou House, Chen Xiang said to Wanniang, "Xiweng's illness is not serious."

  Wan Niang didn't understand and looked at him.

  Chen Jiong explained even more bluntly: "A minor stomach ailment, you don't have to worry that it will develop into a serious illness, nor do you need to specially invite me."

  He could see that Wanniang and Xiweng had become so fearful of illness that they were like the man who was bitten by a snake in the morning and feared the rope at the well for three years.

  One stomachache, they all feared it would be like last time and drive Wen crazy again, so in the middle of the night they invited Chen Jing over.

  Chen Jiong is not a nominal doctor, he can not go out for a midnight consultation. Wan Niang is a tactful person, if she didn't worry about Xi Wen's complicated illness, she wouldn't disturb Chen Jiong in the middle of the night.

  All minor illnesses develop into major ones due to accumulation and will not occur without a reason.

  They were worried, so Chen Jing explained it clearly to them, lest they themselves be frightened in their hearts and really turn a minor illness into a major one. Mental tension can indeed cause illness.

  "It's really impolite today. You came out to see patients in the middle of the night, this kindness, I, Yuanni, dare not forget." Yuanni understood and smiled, thanking Chen Jing, "Go to my room for a cup of tea before going back?"

  She wants to give Chen Jing a gold diagnosis.

  Last time Wen's illness, Wanniang gave three thousand taels, which was a very large sum of money.

  This time it was just a minor illness, Chen Jing didn't want to take advantage of her again. Wan Niang was a woman who also found it difficult to make money doing business.

  "It's getting late and I'm a bit tired, I'd like to get some rest. Next time if I have the chance, I'll come again to ask Wen Xian to sing." said Chen Jing.

  Everyone understands, no need to elaborate.

  Wan Niang didn't say anything else and sent Chen Jing to the gate.

  A horse carriage had already stopped at the entrance of Wanjun Building.

  Chen Jiong got on the car and left.

  When he arrived home, sure enough his sister-in-law and Qingyun, Li Balang were all awake, talking in the central hall, waiting for him to return.

  Chen Jiong then told them about Xi Wen's affair.

  Big sister listened, frowned and said: "In the future, if Wen girl gets sick, do we have to invite you?" Having treated her illness once, it's better to return the money to them rather than getting into endless trouble.

  "It won't happen again," Chen Jing said, "I've made it clear with Wan Niang today."

  It's already late at night and everyone is yawning continuously.

  Chen Jing returned safely, and they got up and dispersed one by one.

  The next day, Chen Jing still got up early and went to Yuanyuan River to fetch water.

  His elder sister-in-law also woke up and said, "Sleep a little longer. What's the point of working so hard? Today's water is not enough, Qingyun and I will go fetch some. If that's not enough, let Balang go fetch some."

  "It doesn't matter," said Chen Jiong. "I slept a lot this morning, after breakfast I'll take a nap."

  He fetches water to exercise his body. In case something happens, he can't be helpless with no strength at all.

  He had originally planned to get a punching bag, but was afraid that Da Shu and Qing Yun would be shocked. Now, Da Shu can accept him doing anything, Chen Jing's idea of getting a punching bag at home has come up again.

  Having spent twenty days in Yaojiang without exercise, Chen Jing felt that his whole body was not right. Now back home, he would not waste any more time.

  He was very persistent, and his sister-in-law wanted to say something, but Chen Jing had already left.

  After having breakfast, he was preparing to take a nap, but then, someone from Wenyun Building came to invite him again.

  "Is Miss Wen's illness not yet cured?" Chen Jing asked the person who had come to invite him. "Didn't you have a prescription opened yesterday?"

  "The little man doesn't know." said the newcomer.

  "Was it Xiwen who invited me or was it Wan who did?" Chen Jing asked again.

  "It's Miss Xiwen." The newcomer replied.

  That makes sense.

  "Alright." Chen Jiong returned to his room, changed into a different set of clothes, greeted his sister-in-law, and then went to the Wenyun Pavilion.