NOVPUB76: Chapter 47 Outpatient Visit_2
76 -47 Outpatient Visit_2
Lady Lu’s face was neither cold nor warm.
Hearing what Ran Yan had said, she indifferently stated, “Wife, follow me.”
Lady Lu was a direct descendant of the prestigious Qi family, and the blood aunt of Qi Liuniang.
Coming from a noble background and given that Ran Yan had recently become more prominent, surpassing Qi Liuniang, she naturally disliked her and even looked down upon her internally.
Wasn’t she just imitating Liuniang’s icy demeanor?
Liuniang’s fame as an ice beauty wasn’t new—it was a unique aura emanating from her very bones, not something just anyone could feign!
As for medical skills, Lady Qi was even more disdainful.
Such a young age, a blind cat finding a dead rat, saving two people, and then hailed as highly skilled in medicine?
If her medical skills were truly so remarkable, why had they not been recognized earlier?
Ultimately, Lady Qi was convinced that Ran Yan, unwilling to be neglected by the Ran Family, was flaunting her expertise in medicine merely to attract the Ran Family’s attention.
Lu Hongchao felt dissatisfied with his wife’s attitude but could not express his anger, for she had the backing of a powerful family.
Lady Qi’s attitude was just lukewarm and did nothing excessive, hence Ran Yan did not take it to heart and followed them to the Lady’s bedroom.
The bedroom was small, with only a few of the decision-makers and their wives entering.
The room was filled with a faint sour stench mixed with the scent of herbal medicine and sandalwood, making it increasingly unbearable.
Several ladies held their breath, glancing sideways at Ran Yan.
The smell of a rotting corpse, let alone such a minor odor, was naturally nothing to Ran Yan, her eyes not showing even a slight change of color.
“Could someone explain the situation in more detail?” asked Ran Yan.
Lu Hongchao immediately answered, “Mother has been vomiting continuously for over a month, often with abdominal pain, diarrhea, and high fever.
After taking medicine, the fever subsides, but a few days after stopping the medicine, the fever returns.
Neither acupuncture nor medication has been able to stop the vomiting and diarrhea.
The other day, her eyes suddenly started bleeding, blood-red in color.”
Ran Yan nodded and said, “I will take a look at Lady.”
Lu Hongchao was naturally very agreeable, but since Ran Yan was an unmarried wife, it was naturally inappropriate for him to accompany her inside, so he gestured to Lady Qi.
Lady Qi, whether out of dislike for Ran Yan or because she found the smell of the inner chamber unpleasant, slightly frowned but still pulled back the curtain, sparingly uttering one word, “Please.”
Ran Yan entered the inner chamber, followed by Lady Qi and a few other female relatives.
Ran Yan took off her mask and handed it to the Maid beside her, sitting down next to the bed with a disregard for others.
The old Lady Cui’s complexion was colorless and withered, her hair full of silver threads.
Although she was still conscious, her expression was listless.
Seeing someone enter, she merely slightly moved her eyelids and then half-closed her eyes, which were covered in blood.
Ever since Ran Yan had taken off her mask, Lady Qi had been staring at her, sizing her up several times, a flash of amazement passing through her eyes.
All this time, Lady Qi had only heard about Ran Yan from Qi Liuniang, how she imitated Liuniang’s haughty coldness.
Upon meeting her today, she was not as expected; she had a chilling effect similar to Qi Liuniang, who seemed like an untouchable goddess high above, whereas Ran Yan resembled the dark night that wraps around one, not easily judged as superior or inferior.
“Go prepare some hot water and a handkerchief,” Ran Yan said while putting her hand on Lady’s pulse.
Lady Qi slightly raised her hand, signaling the Maid behind her to go and prepare.
“Lady, I will treat you later, which can relieve your vomiting and abdominal pain.
However, it will require you to undress, please forgive me,” Ran Yan first sought the opinion of Old Lady Cui.
Old Lady Cui weakly lifted her eyelids, a glimmer of hope arising in her dull eyes.
Had it not been for her late husband’s dying request, Old Lady Cui would have long sought a dose of poison to end it all.
Suffering from vomiting and retching for over a month, even a robust young person couldn’t bear it, let alone an old woman!
Ran Yan saw Old Lady Cui’s gaze and pressed several acupuncture points with appropriate force.
Suddenly, the maid prepared hot water and brought it over.
Ran Yan rolled up her sleeves, moistened the handkerchief in the hot water, wrung it out, and applied it to Old Lady Cui’s eyes, speaking in a soothing voice, “This should relieve your eye ailment, please rest for a while.”
Ran Yan instructed the Maid to change the handkerchief for the Lady whenever necessary.
Using this time, she took some paper and a pen, wrote down two prescriptions, and handed them to Lady Qi, “The Lady has inherent deficiencies, with a weak spleen and stomach.
Slight dietary missteps can trigger vomiting and diarrhea.
For the next couple of days, cease solid food intake and consume only liquid food, such as rice soup, lotus root starch, and almond cream, six or seven times a day.
Do not consume oily foods, meat, or overly sour or sweet foods until the diarrhea stops.”
Lady Qi was slightly surprised.
Usually, when doctors examined patients, they would use a lot of professional jargon which was hard to understand, but Ran Yan’s explanations were extremely simple and easy to grasp.
People outside the curtain clearly heard Ran Yan’s words.
Lu Hongchao, unable to see inside, couldn’t help but ask, “Is there a prescription?”
No one inside answered right away, but moments later, a Maid handed out Ran Yan’s prescriptions.
Lu Hongchao, having some knowledge of medical principles, felt upon examining them that although he had never seen these prescriptions before, they were incredibly ordinary and of a mild nature with nothing aggressive, which made him wonder, could this really work?
As if aware of his concerns, Ran Yan spoke out, “The Lady is overly frail.
I will use scrape therapy later to alleviate her vomiting and diarrhea, then use one prescription to reduce fever, followed by another to stabilize her condition.”
“Scrape therapy?”
The crowd looked at each other; they had never heard of this term before.
However, each doctor has their closely guarded prescriptions and treatments, so they refrained from asking further.
Lu Hongchao further inquired, “What about the eye ailment?”
“Excessive vomiting caused subconjunctival hemorrhage, which typically heals on its own.
A warm compress can alleviate the symptoms, and if it doesn’t heal after the vomiting stops, I will prescribe another medicine,” explained Ran Yan.
In traditional medicine, terms were often shrouded in mystery, but she specifically mentioned “subconjunctival hemorrhage” so that even if people didn’t understand, as long as they knew it was not serious, they wouldn’t inquire further.
As expected, no one raised any objections.
Ran Yan began to prepare for the scrape therapy.
As it required the Lady to undress, only Lady Qi stayed behind, and the rest were asked to leave the area beyond the curtain.
Two Maids assisted the Lady in removing her clothes.
Ran Yan was about to get up with oil in hand from the medicine box when she overheard a lady whispering outside the curtain, “Is this Ran Shiqi?
She doesn’t seem like it.
Back at my mother’s home, I often saw her playing with Yin Si Niang, and she was never like this back then.”
The voice was very low, but the room was quite silent.
Ran Yan, with her excellent hearing, caught every word clearly.
Yin Si Niang, Yin Wanwan?
