Chapter 74: Healing

  Chen Jiong took advantage of the accumulated experience in treating apoplexy and controlled Yang Daisou's condition, without aggravating it.

  However, after four consecutive days of medication and acupuncture, the patient's headache did not improve at all.

  The people of the Yang family looked at Chen Jing with a few suspicious eyes.

  "How come there's still no improvement?" The Yang family would ask Chen Jing from time to time.

  Chen Jiong replied: "It can't be rushed, this illness needs to come slowly."

  Yang Zhi Zhou was displeased and said to the Yang family members: "What's the hurry?"

  He scolded them like this, and from then on, no one in the Yang family dared to ask any more questions.

  It wasn't until the fifth day that Yang Daizhou said: "Not so painful..."

  His headache was worse at night. By the fifth day, his nighttime pain wasn't so bad, and he managed to get a decent sleep, feeling somewhat better.

  The Yang family was overjoyed and thanked Chen Jing.

  Chen Jiong revised the Bu Yang Huan Wu Tang by reducing the amount of raw Astragalus from 8 liang to 1.5 liang.

  Acupuncture is also no longer needling the head, only needling the four limbs. He still uses the even supplementing and draining technique, taking Zu San Li, Waiguan, Taichong, Hegu and other points, all of which are bilateral points, retaining the needle for a moment.

  This time's medicine and acupuncture treatment lasted for five days again.

  By the tenth day, Yang Dazhou's headache had improved even more. Although it still affected normal speech and sleep, it was no longer so unbearable.

  His legs are still stiff. For things like going to the toilet or taking a bath, he needs to get out of bed. From lying down to walking to the bathroom, his leg joints ache incessantly.

  "For now, don't get up, just rest in bed." Chen Jing said.

  On the twelfth day, when Yang Dazhou got up to go to the toilet, his legs were no longer so sore.

  My headache has improved a lot.

  Chen Jiong re-prescribed the medicine for him. On the basis of Bu Yang Huan Wu Tang, the raw Astragalus membranaceus was reduced from the original eight taels to the current five maces, and added some spleen-invigorating medicines.

  Continue acupuncture as before.

  This is the third time I've changed my prescription.

  This time the prescription is mild and effective, but it takes a long time to work. By the 20th day, Yang Dazhou's headache had disappeared, only occasionally occurring for a short while without affecting his daily life. However, he still felt slightly dizzy and had insomnia. His right limbs were agile, but his left hand and foot movements were still somewhat inconvenient.

  Chen Jiong's treatment plan remains unchanged.

  Finally, on the twenty-fifth day, Yang Dazhou's headache and dizziness disappeared, and his left limbs were able to move freely.

  This illness will be completely cured.

  After nearly a month, Chen Jiong finally cured this patient with mild cerebral hemorrhage.

  The Yang family was grateful to him and asked him to stay for a few more days.

  Chen Jiong wanted to go home quickly and tried to make an excuse.

  Yang Zhi Zhou said: "In a few more days, I will also return to Wangxian County. Let's travel together and take care of each other on the way."

  Chen Jing thought that Yang Zhi Zhou's carriage should be spacious and comfortable. The Yang family sent him back in a separate carriage, which was not necessarily as good as Yang Zhi Zhou's own carriage. The carriage was uncomfortable, and his bones would be scattered all over the place on the way, and going home was also a suffering trip.

  It's not that he's being pretentious. In ancient times, many things he could adapt to, but the only thing he couldn't accept was a long-distance horse-drawn carriage.

  "Alright." Chen Jing replied.

  He also wants to wait until Yang Dajiang's illness stabilizes a bit, so as not to relapse.

  On the evening of July 20, a heavy rain fell. The eaves dripped with raindrops like falling pearls, large and crystal clear, rolling down one after another, pattering loudly.

  Outside the courtyard, there is a tall and majestic Chinese parasol tree. It's in full bloom now, with delicate yellow flowers covering its branches. After being battered by heavy rain, the soft fragrance of fallen petals fills the ground, like silk brocade spread all over the floor.

  Chen Jiong stood at the door, looking at the rain coming down in torrents, thinking that it would be difficult to stop for a while. He hadn't had dinner yet, and from his living quarters to the flower hall where he ate, there was quite a distance.

  If you go out in the rain, even if you wear a raincoat and hat, and hold an umbrella, you will still get half of your body wet.

  He wasn't very hungry and didn't want to go eat. But he was a guest, if he didn't go, the Yang family wouldn't start dinner either, instead they would wait for him.

  Just then, the gate of the small courtyard creaked open with a knock.

  The little servant went to open the door.

  Yang Zhi Zhou walked in. Behind him, three young servants followed, each carrying two food boxes.

  The dinner delivery has arrived.

  Chen Jiong couldn't help but smile.

  He stood at the door and welcomed Yang Zhi Chou in, smiling: "It's such a big rain, it must be hard on you, sir. Are you here to deliver my dinner?"

  "Yes." Yang Zhi Zhou smiled. Although he held an umbrella, he still wore a raincoat. After taking off the raincoat, the straight hem of his clothes was still wet from the rain.

  "Thank you." Chen Jing said.

  He didn't say anything polite like "just have the young servant deliver it, why did you come yourself" and so on. The servants carried six food boxes, which should be enough for more than one person to eat.

  Yang Zhi Zhou was afraid that there were some words he wanted to discuss with Chen Jing alone, so he sent rice and the two teams sat down to talk, saying some private words.

  The young servants came in and took out the wine and dishes from the food box, filling a whole table.

  Yang Zhi Zhou also had the young servant put a clean, plain white robe under the food box, and then go inside to change out of these wet clothes before coming back out.

  There were fifteen or sixteen dishes on the table, with the main courses being roasted mutton, sliced sheep's head, mutton broth, and orange-flavored crab. The other dishes included braised duck in soy sauce, deep-fried fish, and so on, mostly meat dishes.

  Chen Jiong and others invited Yang Zhiyou to take his seat first.

  Yang Zhi Zhou sat down and invited Chen Xing to sit as well.

  Chen Jiong sat down at the next seat.

  The servants had filtered the wine and all withdrew.

  "I won't drink, old sir, you drink yourself, I'll watch." said Chen Jiong.

  He stayed at Yang's home for almost a month, and everyone knew he didn't drink alcohol.

  Yang Zhi Zhou didn't plan on letting him drink either, he just poured a cup for him and smiled: "Then you watch, let's just say we're drinking together."

  "It's all right," said Chen Jing.

  No outsiders present, Chen Jiong didn't mince words with Yang Zhi Zhou: "Old sir, this orange crab is cold in nature. At your age, it's better not to eat such cold-natured dishes, I'll take it!"

  Then he moved the whole bowl in front of himself.

  Yang Zhi Zhou's smile and tears are both fake.

  "You're gluttonous and still dare to lecture me, you're really shameless!" Yang Zhi Zhou scolded with a smile.

  "If you think about it in a good way, I call it being honest and there's something to be gained from it." said Chen Jing.

  Yang Zhi Zhou couldn't help but smile. From the first day he met Chen Jing, this kid was not like other young people Yang Zhi Zhou knew.

  Thinking of his superb medical skills and chess skills, Yang Zhi Zhou couldn't help but feel a deep respect for him.

  He came today, not to ask about Chen Jing's medical skills.

  Yang Zhi Zhou took a small sip of wine and then said: "Today it's raining, coincidentally there's nothing to do, come and have a heart-to-heart talk with little friend."

  I'm afraid it's about his identity background.

  Chen Jiong had been in Mingzhou for so many days, although he hadn't asked actively and no one had told him. However, by carefully observing, he could also know that Yang Zhi Zhou used to be a high-ranking official.

  "Oh." Chen Jing replied, "You speak."

  "Why don't you ask?" Yang Zhi Zhou said. Upon careful reflection, since getting to know Chen Xing, he had asked about Chen's family, but Chen never spoke much about it.

  He knew Yang Zhiou's surname, and nothing else was ever asked.

  "What's the matter?" Chen Jiong smiled and said, "I'm a person who can't remember too many things, nor do I have any high-flying thoughts. When it comes to making friends, I value fate more. Mr. Lao and I have a predestined relationship, that's our friendship; as for the rest, you say it, I'll listen; if you don't say it, I won't ask."

  Yang Zhi Zhou paused for a moment and thought: Such a young child is so perceptive about worldly affairs!

  "However, I have one more thing to ask." Chen Jing said.

  "What?" Yang Zhi Zhou's spirit suddenly became alert.

  "Aren't you from Wang County? I've been here for almost a month, and many of your relatives have come to visit. It seems that all the members of your clan are in Mingzhou." Chen Jing said, "Last time you said you were coming to Mingzhou, I thought you were visiting friends. Who would have thought that you were actually returning home?"

  Chen Jiong has very strong observational skills.

  Yang Zhi Zhou shook his head and smiled.

  After half a day, Chen Xuan was only concerned that this was a trivial matter.

  "We were originally from Mingzhou." Yang Zhi said, "When I was young, my father was a small county magistrate in Wangxian County. Our whole family followed him to take office. In the year I turned eight, he passed away due to illness. The salary of a county magistrate was originally low, and my father's illness dragged on for two years, exhausting our family's wealth. We sold our ancestral home and land in Mingzhou, but couldn't recover them. My mother and I stayed in Wangxian County."

  "When I was ten years old, my mother also passed away. There were no close relatives in the family who wanted to take care of me. My third brother was the only son of a distant uncle, and his family was also poor. Thinking that I was after all a descendant of the Yang family, my third brother personally went to Wang County to bring me back. After all, our lives had some similarities, we were both raised by older siblings."

  Yang Dazhou is Yang Zijiang's third brother.

  "...At that time, my third brother had just been married for less than two years and had a big nephew. My third sister-in-law's family was also a poor household with no dowry to support them. With more people eating, the family situation became even more difficult. Unexpectedly, they never complained half a sentence, but still supported me in my studies. I regarded my third brother as my own biological brother."

  "This time you cured San Ge, it's just like curing my father. This kindness, I will repay you. Since we are friends, I should thank you even more." Yang Zhi Zhou said.

  "Oh, if you really can't bear to part with it, just give me some money then." Chen Jing smiled and said, "I thought, you old man must have a lot of money, so give more. The more the better."

  He changed from being called "Yang Zhōu" by the old gentleman to being referred to as "this old man".

  Yang Zhi Zhou originally was sincerely and genuinely moved by him, the atmosphere was a bit serious. Unexpectedly, Chen Jing stirred things up, the atmosphere of gratitude was instantly ruined.

  When it comes to past events, Yang Zhi Zhou's heart feels inexplicably heavy.

  But at this moment, he was no longer heavy, and his eyes widened: "You little rascal, with a body full of copper stench! You dare to ask for money with such a thick face! Your Chen family is still a scholarly family, but you have really lost all face."

  "What's wrong with wanting money? Even a family of scholars needs to eat. How can you get by without any?" Chen Jing said with a smile.

  Yang Zhi Zhou also smiled.

  The friendship between the two seems to have taken another step forward.

  In the past, Yang Zhi Zhou had been a bit wary of Chen Jing, fearing that he would take advantage of his own influence. It wasn't until now that Yang Zhi Zhou was able to completely let go of this worry. Even if Chen Jing really wanted to borrow his influence, Yang Zhi Zhou would be willing to help him.

  Having said that about his identity and background, he has also thoroughly opened up his heart.

  "Is it true?" Yang Zhi Zhou asked again, "Not joking?"

  "No way." Chen Jing said, "It's true that I want money. Anyway, if you don't give me money, you'll still feel guilty in your hearts, but I did save a life! Give me more, don't be stingy. I know your family has money, it can be seen from what you eat and wear!"

  "What's the money for?" Yang Zhi asked again, "Is it for an emergency at home or is there another purpose?"

  "I want to open a pharmacy, but our family doesn't have that much savings." Chen Jiong smiled and said, "So you're short of money, huh?"

  Yang Zhi Zhou suddenly understood.

  He sank into thought for a moment.

  "Then you stay a few more days, I'll make sure that when you go back, you'll have enough money to open your own pharmacy." Yang Zhi Zhou said with a smile.

  Chen Jing raised his head and looked at him for a moment.

  He was the first person to hear Chen Jing say he wanted to open a pharmacy without advising him to reconsider.

  The rain outside gradually stopped, and the house became completely dark. The maids came in to light the lamps.

  After the rain, the sweltering heat has dissipated, and a cool breeze blows gently.

  The moon outside is newly risen, and its gentle light pours in through the doorway.