Yun Jiao took the pulse as she asked, "Is there any fever?"
Though Chief Qian did not quite trust Yun Jiao, he still replied, "A few days ago, my body felt cold and then hot; after taking the old man’s medicine, the fever subsided, but I’m still in unbearable pain."
After taking the pulse, Yun Jiao continued, "Please stick out your tongue for me to see."
Chief Qian stuck out his tongue; the tongue was red, and the coating was white.
Yun Jiao stood up, "Can you turn around? Let me look at the sore on your back."
Chief Qian’s neck was in severe pain, preventing him from turning, so he turned his entire body instead.
Yun Jiao looked and saw the sore was only slightly smaller than an egg; the area around it was red and swollen, the inflammation had spread far, even to the back of his ear.
When touched, it felt hard.
Yun Jiao pondered for a moment, first giving Ah Tie a handful of Copper Coins and then whispering a few words in his ear, upon which Ah Tie quickly dashed out.
Then Yun Jiao began to write a prescription.
Doctor Liu and Manager Wang stood nearby observing.
Though Doctor Liu called Yun Jiao a miracle doctor, he did not quite believe in Yun Jiao’s medical skills; he simply wanted to pass the trouble of Chief Qian onto Yun Jiao.
Yun Jiao finished writing the prescription and handed it to Manager Wang, who took a look, and it only contained three doses of medicine.
Could three doses cure it? He glanced at Yun Jiao, feeling uneasy, as he took the prescription to the counter to retrieve the medicine.
Yun Jiao said to Chief Qian, "This sore, commonly known as matching sore, is caused by obstructed heat and toxin, and congestion of the vital energy and blood."
"Later, I’ll prepare some ointment for you, and you must apply it at least twice a day."
Chief Qian turned stiffly, glaring at Yun Jiao, "I don’t want to hear your nonsense, just tell me how long it’ll take for your medicine to work."
Seeing him glare, ready to strike at any moment, Yun Jiao had no choice but to say, "Three days."
It’s known that a real doctor wouldn’t make sweeping promises like curing all illnesses or guaranteeing recovery.
Each patient’s constitution differs, and conditions can change at any time.
Doctors, like fortune-tellers, typically speak ambiguously.
Yet, Yun Jiao felt she had to say it now.
Chief Qian, upon hearing this, was pleased but then questioned again, "Really, only three days?"
Yun Jiao glanced at Manager Wang who was retrieving the medicine, "How about this, if you finish the medicine and apply the ointment on time, and you’re not better in three days, feel free to smash the shop."
Manager Wang, personally collecting the medicine at the counter, twitched the corners of his mouth and looked at Yun Jiao with resentment.
Three days was an overstatement from Yun Jiao; she estimated it would be about two days.
However, she always remained cautious, never making overly firm promises.
Besides, this was Manager Wang’s shop, not hers, hehe.
Chief Qian’s skepticism towards Yun Jiao was not completely dispelled, but since Doctor Liu and Manager Wang both vouched for her as a miracle doctor, he felt he should give it a try.
The main issue was that there were no good doctors in the small county; Doctor Liu was the most skilled now, and without Yun Jiao, there was no alternative.
Manager Wang had finished collecting the medicine, and Ah Tie returned carrying a bundle wrapped in lotus leaves.
Yun Jiao took the package from Ah Tie, "Manager Wang, where’s the mortar? Bring a clean mortar; I need to make ointment."
Manager Wang quickly called to the staff, "Bring a clean mortar."
Doctor Liu couldn’t help but glance over at Yun Jiao.
He was very curious about the ointment Yun Jiao was about to prepare.
Earlier, he looked at Yun Jiao’s prescription, which contained all heat-clearing and abscess-dispersing herbs.
It’s just that he never thought of this combination.
Now, he was even more curious about the ointment Yun Jiao was going to make.