The Lucky Farmgirl
Chapter 1091 - 1070: The Apprentice

Chapter 1091: Chapter 1070: The Apprentice

Manbao was young and plump, her body exceptionally flexible, and her memory was particularly good; she basically remembered everything after practicing once.

After rehearsing several times and confirming that the moves were correct, she went to discuss the patient’s diet with Teacher Mo.

Keke glanced at the time and reminded Manbao, "Host, the latest bedtime you set is approaching. If you don’t sleep now, you might really stop growing taller."

Upon hearing this, Manbao checked the time and quickly gathered up her drafts, bid Teacher Mo across from her farewell, and got ready to go to sleep.

Teacher Mo, knowing she was young and needed sleep, said, "You go ahead. I’ll check for anything missed, and I’ll send you an email later."

Manbao acknowledged.

Teacher Mo thought it was a good idea to correct this topic, so he reminded, "Remember to document the patient’s pulse records and changes well; I might need the data for case studies later."

In his time, cases of such damage caused by natural birth were rare; getting data was almost impossible.

Because few people conceived through internal fertilization to have children anymore.

Manbao acknowledged, logged out of the system, then collapsed onto her bed, hugging her blanket and yawning. She quickly fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, she woke up slightly later than usual, woken up by a knock on the door from Bai Shan.

She got up, changed clothes, and sleepily carried her washbasin out, Bai Shan could tell by her appearance that she had slept late and asked, "What were you doing?"

With half-closed eyes, Manbao followed him to fetch water to wash her face and yawned slightly, "I did nothing much, just made a treatment plan for the Second Madam of the Cheng Family.

Bai Shan knew last night that Manbao had seen patients, and even thought of congratulating her, but now seeing that visiting patients seemed even more tiring than sitting in clinic, he sighed, "Money really isn’t that easy to earn. In the clinic, it takes only about fifteen minutes per patient, but visiting a patient outside means coming back and pondering for a long time."

Manbao thought about it and it indeed made sense. She immediately did not feel the money she earned the day before was too much and nodded deeply in agreement, "You’re right, in that case, I have earned that money rightfully."

Bai Shan: ... It seemed they were talking about the same thing, but not quite the same point.

Manbao washed her face, rinsed her mouth, then went back to the room to tidy her hair. After breakfast, she took the opportunity to check the final email sent by Teacher Mo the previous night and took note of some additional points he provided.

Bai Shan packed up his book basket and seeing that Manbao hadn’t come out yet, he called out, "Manbao, hurry up, we’re going to be late."

Manbao stuffed all her drafts into her medicine chest, responded, and ran out carrying her chest.

Bai Shan and Bai Erlang finally had a chance to have a good look at her medicine chest. "You’ve finally been willing to change to a new medicine chest."

Manbao proudly patted her medicine chest, "The Shopkeeper gave it to me."

Bai Shan looked down, saw the Jishi Hall emblem printed on the side of the chest, and was speechless for a moment, "Giving it to you, he isn’t at a loss."

Manbao also saw it but didn’t mind, "It looks pretty good. I am, after all, an attending doctor at Jishi Hall. The chest is well-made; I asked about it, it costs two taels of silver, more expensive than a cart."

Bai Erlang: "That must be the flat cart your family uses."

"You’ve ridden in a flat cart yourself plenty of times, what’s there to despise now?"

The three of them bickered and joked all the way to Jishi Hall. Manbao jumped off the horse cart, waved goodbye to the two, and entered Jishi Hall with her medicine chest in tow.

Shao had arrived there even earlier and quickly took her medicine chest from her, leading her to the consultation room.

While waiting for patients, Manbao took out the drafts to organize them.

She asked Shao to bring in an extra stool and moved the table out a bit for her to sit beside Manbao, just like she used to sit beside Doctor Ji a long time ago.

She asked, "You know how to take a pulse, right?"

Shao nodded somewhat blankly.

Manbao inquired, "Have you written a prescription before?"

Shao hesitated for a moment before shaking her head, then nodded over and over again, whispering, "I’ve prescribed in secret on my own."

Manbao nodded, "Then later you can sit here. After I check, you should too, then write the prescription. Later, save the prescription, and I can have a look for you."

Shao seemed excited, "But this, this isn’t right..." After all, it’s only my second day on the job as an apprentice. Shouldn’t I be doing rough work under the doctor for the first two years?

Manbao failed to grasp his meaning, looking up to ask, "What’s not good about it?"

Shao shook her head repeatedly, "Nothing, nothing’s wrong, it’s very good."

Manbao nodded and went back to sorting her plans.

Since there was an extra person in the ward, the male patients were alright, but the female patients felt somewhat uneasy.

Manbao knew their concerns, so for cases with private conditions, she’d send Shao away.

Shao also knew to avoid impropriety, but such conditions were, after all, few and far between. Most people who came to see the doctor suffered from coughs, colds, back pain, hand pain, headaches, and all sorts of pains.

After the busy noon rush, Manbao looked at Shao’s prescriptions while eating lunch and pointed out, "You should also write down the pulse diagnoses, so in the future, you can check them against the prescriptions."

Shao agreed.

But since she had seen these patients in the morning, even if she hadn’t written down the pulse diagnoses, she remembered all of them, so she pointed them out one by one.

Shao frantically wrote on the paper by her side, while the shopkeeper and the three doctors at the table were astonished.

Young Manager Zheng came in, carrying a bowl and watched for a long time, then quietly sat next to his father, turning to look at him.

Shopkeeper Zheng came back to his senses and smacked him irritably, scolding, "What are you staring at? Hurry up and eat your meal."

Manbao handed the reviewed prescriptions to Shao, saying, "We’ll talk about the rest on the cart. Go eat first."

Shao quickly took them, stood up to bow to all the doctors, then saluted Manbao and withdrew to have her meal.

He would eat with the clerks; the backyard area was for the doctors to rest and use the small stove.

Once Shao left, Doctor Ding and others lifted their heads to look at Manbao.

Manbao, puzzled, looked up at them, asking, "What?"

Doctor Ding politely wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and asked, "Doctor Zhou Junior, is Zheng Shao a genius?"

Manbao thought about it and shook her head, "Although his talents are average, he is diligent."

That’s what they thought, how could they have been so mistaken?

Doctor Ding continued to inquire, "Is he your apprentice?"

Manbao nodded.

Doctor Ding then asked, "Did he pay you a hefty sum?"

Manbao shook her head.

"Then why are you teaching him to write prescriptions and see patients on the second day?"

Manbao was confused, "He’s an apprentice, isn’t that what he’s supposed to learn from me?"

"...But shouldn’t you first assess his character, get to the bottom of who he is? Without a year or two, can you really see through a person?"

Manbao replied, "A year or two? In that time, how many medical books can one read, how many pulses taken, how many patients seen?"

Just as puzzled, "When I went to Jishi Hall, Doctor Ji had me start on the first day."