After Song Yu left, Gu Shi Fei glanced at Gu Jinzhi who was reciting "Mencius" seriously.

  "Jian sister, write out the prescription you gave to Madame Song, let me take a look." Gu Shifei said suddenly.

  Gu Jinzhi was reciting a book for Old Master to listen, suddenly heard this remark, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, wrote the prescription for Old Master.

  The old man's thoughts were deep and hidden. He had gone to see Mrs. Song, and knowing that Gu Jin's diagnosis of the illness was not wrong, he did not ask about the prescription.

  It wasn't until now that he suddenly wondered what kind of prescription Gu Jin had written.

  "Angelica, Szechwan lovage, lotus leaf..." Gu Jinzhi finished writing and handed it to the old man. The old man looked at it, his eyes narrowing, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

  These pharmacological effects, of course, are all too familiar to the old man.

  Atractylodes macrocephala tonifies the spleen, Cimicifuga foetida lifts and raises yang qi, and Nelumbo nucifera can also treat spleen deficiency diarrhea.

  The medicine is simple, yet each ingredient is targeted at the symptoms.

  The old man didn't speak for a long time.

  "This is called Qing Zhen Tang."

  The old man raised his head, with a hint of smile in his eyes, and said: "And what's your name? Where are you from?"

  This is a record from a Qing Dynasty book that specializes in recording "miscellaneous and difficult diseases", which was originally a folk remedy. Although it is not mainstream, it is very effective.

  Gu Jin had encountered several cases like Mrs. Song's in his previous life as a doctor.

  Not to mention doctors in this era, even in later generations when medical science is so advanced, Western medicine based on scientific principles would easily misdiagnose it as gastrointestinal damage.

  Gu Jin has read a lot of medical books and has been practicing medicine for over 40 years, during which he has cured dozens of cases similar to that of Mrs. Song.

  But at this time, this flavor has not appeared yet.

  "I thought of it myself, there's no source." said Gu Jin.

  The old man fell into another long silence.

  He finally let out a deep sigh: "Medicine is like warfare, it's about strategy not bravery, the value of troops lies in their quality not quantity, and treating illnesses is no exception. Such a simple prescription, even I wouldn't dare to use it lightly. You child..."

  The tone is very complicated.

  Delighted with Gu Jing's rapid and precise learning, yet also lamenting that this innate talent is truly breathtakingly beautiful!

  The ancestral tomb of the Gu family is emitting a wisp of smoke, only then will there be someone to carry on the legacy of the Gu family's scholarship?

  The old man had been holding back a bellyful of stagnant air in his heart, as if he wanted to slowly let it out.

  "You always tell me that in treating diseases, what's important is to make a clear diagnosis and use the right medicine. Use as little as possible. It's like using troops: a large but disorganized army is of no use." said Gu Jinzhou.

  The old man burst out laughing.

  He hasn't laughed so heartily in a long time.

  That noon, he stayed with Gu Jin to have lunch together. The two of them talked about medical books for an entire afternoon, discussing famous doctors who left their names in history, each expressing their own views.

  Mr. Gu felt a sense of comfort and relief as if he had met someone who truly understood him.

  He had three sons, either untalented or unwilling to study medicine. The Gu family's ancestors made a living by peddling medicinal herbs in the alleys, and the old man was always worried that their family skills would decline, which often left him depressed.

  Until now, his heart has finally put down, and he is also less resentful of his sons. None of them are willing to learn medicine, so the heavens have compensated the Gu family by giving them a Gu Jinzhi?

  This grandson of his is a rare talent that can only be encountered once in a thousand years! Give him ten more sons who are willing to study medicine, and the old man wouldn't trade them for anything!

  What more could one ask for?

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  Song Pan'er returned from her mother's home, it was already late afternoon.

  She asked her maid as usual what Gu Jin had done today.

  Learning that Old Master had kept Gu Jin for dinner, and then discussed academic issues, he smiled and asked Song's mother to take out the account book again.

  I'm in a good mood, and calculating is also smooth, it will be done in two quarters of an hour.

  After closing the account book, Song Pan'er said: "In another ten or so days, it will be Dragon Boat Festival... Let's see if there are any more colorful fabrics to make two sets of clothes for Jin sister and Huan brother, to wear during the festival."

  "Du Wu" is a custom of Dragon Boat Festival.

  Married women must return to their parents' home by noon and hide from their husbands until evening, a tradition that continues to this day.

  Song Pan'er would take the children back home every year during the Dragon Boat Festival.

  Song's mother smiled and ordered the maids to open the trunks.

  Song Pan'er picked and chose, there were several pieces of silk brought back by her elder brother Song Yu from Suzhou during the New Year's festival, which was said to be a batch for tribute to the capital, with beautiful colors and exquisite weaving.

  "This pinkish-orange one would look good on Jin sister, let's make a jacket for her." Song Pan'er took out a bolt of cloth.

  Then he saw two dark-colored ones and thought for a moment, "If we keep them, they will breed worms! Let the old man and San Ye each make a straight robe."

  In the end, there was only one bolt of red fabric left, enough to make two straight sleeves for Gu Xuan: "This will look good on Brother Xuan."

  "Can't madam make it herself?" Song's mother smiled and said, "There is still the one from Jinling Weaving Bureau last year, do you want to take out a piece for yourself?"

  Song Pan'er's eyes sparkled with excitement: "Go get it and let me take a look."

  Song's mother brought another trunk over.

  She took out a light purple one and compared it with her body, and Song's mother and several maids all flattered her saying it looked good.

  Song Paner's skin is as white as snow, and she looks good in whatever clothes she wears.

  Gu Yanwen returned at this time.

  Seeing that Dong Ci's bed was piled high with fabrics, he asked Song Dang'er: "Making clothes again?" According to the rules of the mansion, spring clothes were only made in March.

  "Hmm!" Song Pan'er smiled sweetly and then compared the dark-colored Su Dou to Gu Yan's body, "This one is for you, doesn't it look good?"

  Gu Yanzheng just smiled and casually said a compliment.

  Song Pan'er told him all the others too.

  Everyone in the family has it except for Honglian and her mother.

  Gu Yan thought of the last time Hong Lian brought Gu Xuan over to pay respects, and how Gu Xuan's sleeve had a torn piece that Hong Lian embroidered with a plum blossom.

  He said: "I won't do it, let Xiu Geer do one."

  The atmosphere in the room suddenly solidified.

  Song Pan'er didn't even think about it, and her face fell.

  Song's mother saw this and secretly gave a signal to the maidservants, letting them quietly withdraw.

  "Didn't I just make spring shirts for them?" Song Tuan'er said coldly, "I made clothes for Jin Jie and Huan Ge for the Dragon Boat Festival, and also made a few for us. It's not a rule... Xiu Ge doesn't need to go out on the Dragon Boat Festival..."

  She was the mistress, Gu Xuan called her mother, but she never treated Gu Xuan as a child.

  Every time she thought of Honglian's betrayal back then, Song Pan'er felt a sharp pain in her heart.

  She didn't give Honglian a hard time, that was her kindness, and she also wanted to provide for the mother and son.

  Not freezing to death and not starving to death is a blessing for them.

  "The day before yesterday, when I was eating, I saw that Xiu Geer's sleeve was torn and had been mended. He is almost ten years old now, has finished his elementary studies, and will be going to clan school. In the future, he'll have to go out and socialize, how can we let him dress so shabbily?"

  Song Paner's heart was filled with anger.

  "Has a piece of the sleeve torn off? Did Old Lady Hong complain to you, saying that the fabric I provided for making clothes is not good?" Song Pan'er suddenly raised her voice.

  Gu Yanzhen was taken aback, subconsciously denying: "No... nothing!" Women's thinking is really strange. He said that Gu Xuanzhi's clothes were torn, how did Song Taner suspect Hong Lian of instigating and reporting?

  These two things have nothing to do with each other, right?

  "What's wrong with Brother Huan's clothes, which one has a torn sleeve?" Song Pan'er shouted loudly, "The same fabric, only Brother Xiu's clothes are torn! We're the young masters of such a family, why would we tear our clothes? Gu Yanjin, what do you mean by this?"

  Gu Yanwen was taken aback.

  What did he say that made Song Tian'er so angry?

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