The rise of the poor

Chapter 2282 Shh, keep your voice down

Luo Longwen slept for more than a day and felt much better. Although his broken ribs were still hurting, at least he could sleep, right?

He's a miracle doctor.

"You two go and invite the miracle doctor over to give me a second opinion. Then, prepare some food for me; I'm feeling really hungry."

Luo Longwen rubbed his rumbling stomach and gave instructions to his two lackeys.

Of course I'm hungry. I've been sleeping for a whole day and night without drinking a drop of water.

One of the two lackeys went to prepare food for Luo Longwen, while the other went to invite Ah San to come for a follow-up visit.

When the captain heard that Luo Longwen had woken up, he sent someone to deliver a sumptuous meal that had been prepared in advance to Luo Longwen's room. He then came with Ah San and two lackeys to pay their respects, kneeling down to greet him.

"No need, no need. Doctor Wang, please come and take a look at me. I feel much better after a nap, but my ribs are still hurting. Please help me, Doctor Wang." Luo Longwen waved his hand and beckoned Ah San to come forward and examine him again to see why his ribs were still hurting.

When the captain and Ah San heard Luo Longwen mention the words "miracle doctor," they exchanged a knowing smile, immediately straightened their backs, and felt much more confident.

They've already called him a miracle doctor, so to what extent is he recognized? What is there to be afraid of?

“Sir, please don’t worry, let me examine you with observation, auscultation, inquiry and palpation.” Ah San stepped forward leisurely. He had prepared in advance, and his words were standard medical terminology.

Ah San came to Luo Longwen's bedside, pretended to take Luo Longwen's pulse, and then asked Luo Longwen to open his mouth and stick out his tongue. He looked at the tongue coating and said some professional-sounding but actually nonsensical things such as "the tongue coating is white, indicating internal deficiency and excessive yin, which is also damaged. It is necessary to calm the qi and blood and strengthen the roots and bones..."

"How so? Please explain in simple terms, Dr. Wang." Luo Longwen found it very professional, but he didn't understand it at all and was completely confused, so he couldn't help but ask.

Ah San stroked his nonexistent beard, tapped the bed frame lightly with his fingers, and slowly said, "To put it simply, Master, your injury from the slap is recovering, but it will take time. You should know that no one in this world becomes fat in one bite; you have to eat one bite at a time."

Luo Longwen nodded. "The divine doctor is right. One must eat one bite at a time. I was being too attached to appearances. According to the divine doctor, my bruise is healing. Is the healing going well?"

"Excellent, excellent indeed. The master truly lives up to his reputation as a noble person blessed with great fortune; his recovery is even better than I expected." Ah San patted his chest repeatedly to assure him, and then continued, "After taking the medicine, the master was able to rest well, which gave his body time to heal and recover. It's like two armies fighting a battle; after the army wins, it takes time to reclaim lost territory, restore the population, and resume farming."

"It's easy to understand, makes sense, and makes a lot of sense." Luo Longwen and his two lackeys nodded repeatedly and praised Ah San's analogy.

"So what's the next step in the treatment?" Luo Longwen was particularly concerned about this.

Ah San stroked his chin with his right hand and said confidently, "Don't worry, sir. I'll get you another dose of medicine. Take the medicine, get some rest, and your body will naturally recover."

"Alright, alright, alright, then we'll have to rely on Doctor Wang." Luo Longwen felt relieved upon hearing this.

"Master, please have some food first. I'll go get your medicine and prepare it. You can take your medicine after you've finished eating," Ah San said, clasping his hands in a fist salute.

Luo Longwen nodded, "Alright, thank you for your hard work, Doctor Wang. You two should also go and help the doctor."

Two lackeys followed Ah San out to get medicine, while the captain and his men laid out the food they had prepared to the table and invited Luo Longwen to eat.

Luo Longwen glanced at the food on the table. In addition to seafood, there was chicken, duck, fish and meat, and even some vegetables, which was rare. He turned to the captain and nodded slightly. "If this meal were on the shore, I wouldn't even look at it. But you've put a lot of thought into it on the ship."

"I apologize for any shortcomings in our hospitality, sir." The captain clasped his hands in gratitude.

Luo Longwen waved his hand, indicating that the captain could leave. He picked up his chopsticks and began to eat eagerly, wolfing down his food. He hadn't eaten for a day and a night, so it was no wonder he was hungry.

The two lackeys followed Ah San to his bedside with practiced ease. Just like last time, Ah San opened the prepared medicinal herbs and grabbed some.

Without blinking or thinking, the Indian man grabbed a handful of herbs.

The two lackeys blinked, then exchanged a glance, both seeing the doubt in each other's eyes. They then looked at Ah San and asked, "Isn't this strange, miracle doctor?"

When Ah San suddenly heard the word "something's not right," his heart skipped a beat. Feeling guilty, his voice trembled slightly as he tried to sound calm, "What's wrong?"

"Miracle doctor, you didn't have this scorpion herb last time, did you?! And this herb doesn't seem to have been there either. Also, there are several more herbs this time than last time, right? They're all medicines for the master, so why is there such a big difference?" The two lackeys pointed at the herbs Ah San had prepared and asked questions.

Upon hearing this, Ah San coughed a few times, chuckled, and bought himself a few seconds to think. He was a seasoned veteran; he quickly came up with an excuse. He stroked his chin, shook his head, and said, "You don't understand. A patient's condition changes every day. As doctors, we need to adjust our treatment and medication according to the patient's daily condition. The master's condition today is quite different from last time; he's already starting to recover. I adjusted the medication based on his condition today, so the herbs are different from last time. Do you understand?"

After listening, the two lackeys were stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly gave Ah San a thumbs up, their faces full of admiration, and said, "As expected of a miracle doctor, you are really amazing. You prescribed the medicine well and spoke well. We understood."

Ah San wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his heart pounding back down, and chuckled, "Hehe, it's good that you understand, it's good that you understand."

I grabbed the medicine randomly both times, so of course it was different. How could I possibly remember? Luckily, you guys weren't smart enough to let me get away with it.

I've learned my lesson this time. I'll remember the prescription carefully and try to get it almost right next time.

Ah San thought silently and tried hard to memorize the medicinal herbs.

After preparing the medicine, Ah San started decocting it.

As Ah San was still figuring out how to put the sleeping potion into the medicine jar, two lackeys' voices rang in his ears, "Dr. Wang, shouldn't we add your family's secret family medicine?"

"Shh, keep your voice down." Ah San put his finger to his lips, gesturing to the two of them.

"Understood, understood, we need to keep a low profile." The two lackeys looked smug.

So, the two lackeys watched with smug expressions as Ah San carefully took out a small paper packet from his pocket and cautiously poured it into the medicine jar.

After pouring, all three of them smiled. (End of Chapter)