Chapter 33 Who says women are inferior to men?

Jiang Shuyue had sharp hearing, and she quickly determined the location of the sound.

"Quick, it's right in front."

Jiang Shuyue trotted a few steps and pushed open the door, and saw an old man with gray hair lying on the desk, and there was some vomit on the ground.

The old man was listless and saw the visitor.

He said weakly: "Quick...quickly call the doctor of the academy."

As the door was pushed open, the unpleasant smell spread.

The official covered his nose with his sleeve: "Help him out of the house."

Su Huairen put the medicine bucket in his hand under the eaves, and hurriedly stepped forward to pull up one of the headmaster's arms and put it on his shoulder.

The official saw that Su Huairen was struggling to help, so he stepped forward to lend a hand.

Jiang Shuyue quickly moved a chair and placed it under the eaves.

The headmaster was placed outside the house.

The headmaster saw the official, and saw that the rest of the people were all unfamiliar faces.

Just as he was about to ask, the official said, "Food poisoning has occurred in the academy. This is the doctor."

Jiang Shuyue took out a teacup from the desk, and Su Huairen picked up the wooden barrel to pour medicine.

"Sir, I'm sorry." Before the headmaster came to his senses, Su Huairen pinched the headmaster's jaw with one hand.

With a "gulp" sound, a cup of medicine was poured down.

The unpleasant smell of medicine, the nauseating bitter taste.

The headmaster leaned forward and squatted under the eaves and vomited all over the sky.

"Sir, in order to buy time, you and my uncle will help the headmaster to the corridor of the school."

Jiang Shuyue saw that the headmaster had vomited bile, and he must have eaten little because of his old age.

"Yes, Yue girl, go to the front to see how the scholars are doing, and leave the headmaster here to me." Su Huairen didn't care that the headmaster's clothes were stained with filth, and helped the headmaster to the front.

Jiang Shuyue thought that the laxative should be ready.

She said and walked forward quickly.

"My son! What's wrong with you?"

"The child is vomiting and having diarrhea. He has a stomachache! Arrest those bastards in the kitchen. They are trying to kill my son!"

Jiang Shuyue just walked out of the backyard and heard shouting and cursing in front of her, wailing and crying.

Jiang Shuyue took a few quick steps and saw many women in the school room and on the corridor holding scholars and wailing.

It turned out that the parents of the scholars came after hearing the noise.

"Stop yelling! Help feed the medicine quickly. If you delay any longer, it will really kill your son." Su Jin shuttled through the crowd with a medicine bucket.

The cooks were afraid that they would be beheaded if someone died, so they all carried bamboo baskets to distribute bowls to everyone and urged everyone to help feed the medicine.

The officials were dizzy from the smell at the scene.

I saw an official covering his nose with his sleeve, directing the other officials to fetch water to wash the vomit on the ground.

The doctors and the parents of the scholars worked together and quickly poured the laxatives down.

Jiang Shuyue came out, and Su Jin hurriedly greeted her: "Sister, the second dose of medicine has been fed, when will the third dose be given?"

Jiang Shuyue glanced at the chaotic scene, and asked instead: "Are there any unconscious patients?"

"No, the scholars who fell unconscious at the beginning were fed emetics, and now they are all awake, but they are all limp on the desk."

"Well, after the laxative is taken, the scholars will have diarrhea in half a quarter of an hour, and quickly ask the officials to find a way."

Su Jin asked again: "When will the second dose of medicine be given?"

Jiang Shuyue said calmly: "No hurry, distribute the medicine in a quarter of an hour, and still give each person half a bowl."

When the officials heard that the scholars would have diarrhea in a while, they immediately felt like they were facing a great enemy.

"Hurry, hurry to the toilet!"

An official threw away the bucket in his hand and shouted loudly: "Hurry and send them to the toilet, they are about to poop on themselves."

Some scholars have recovered some spirits, perhaps vaguely feeling the changes in their stomachs, and hurriedly covered their stomachs and stumbled to the toilet.

"Sir, there are not enough toilets and toilets." An official ran back.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a "Puff!" sound.

Then, the sound became more and more.

The smell in the air became richer.

Jiang Shuyue looked over the railing and saw that the scholars were ashamed, and some simply covered their faces and squatted on the ground.

Jiang Shuyue: "..." It turns out that the ancients knew to cover their faces when they encountered embarrassing things.

If there was a hole in the ground at this moment, those scholars would get in without hesitation.

Jiang Shuyue turned her head and silently said in her heart: "Don't look at anything indecent."

The leading official looked back and saw Jiang Shuyue standing by the wall, and walked over quickly: "Miss, what medicine did you give them? Why are they all having diarrhea?"

The academy was in a mess. Seeing the filth flowing on the ground where the scholars were squatting, the official was miserable.

Jiang Shuyue said calmly: "It's not enough to induce vomiting. We have to let them pull out the urine that has already reached their intestines, so as to ensure that the danger is minimized."

Jiang Shuyue said and looked back at the place where the headmaster had just appeared. At this time, the headmaster's figure had long disappeared. I guess his uncle helped him to the toilet.

If the headmaster did that in front of people, I guess he would be so ashamed and angry that he would bite his tongue to commit suicide.

"I'll go to the front hall to avoid it. You ask someone to prepare hot water and clean clothes. It's not all out of danger now."

Watching Jiang Shuyue walk to the front hall, the official wanted to cry but had no tears. What's going on!

……

Yannan Palace

After Xiao Jingzhao heard the report, he quickly said to Xiang Yang and Xiang Song: "Students, they are the pillars of the country. Quickly send a doctor to come with me to check."

"Master, the government office has already found dozens of doctors." Xiang Yang had just returned from the government office. He did not say that he had proposed this decision to the government office.

Xiang Yang was honest and loyal to Xiao Jingzhao. As long as the master was happy, he did not care about fame and fortune.

Xiao Jingzhao waved his hand: "You must also bring the doctor from the palace."

Xiao Jingzhao was not willing to believe in the medical skills of the doctors outside. If someone was more capable than the doctor from the palace, he would not rack his brains for his elder brother's illness.

"Your Majesty, wait a moment, I will go right away." Seeing Xiang Song and Xiang Yang take the order and leave, Xiao Jingzhao strode out.

...

In the academy.

The front hall was filled with the smell of Chinese medicine.

After the scholars finished, with the help of the doctors and officials, the scholars washed off the dirt and changed into clean clothes.

The officials did not care whose clothes were whose. They took out all the clean clothes they saw and asked everyone to change into them.

The scholars were pale, and they lifted their sleeves and sniffed as they walked.

Everyone felt that the stench was still lingering in their noses.

"Don't waste time, go to the front hall and let the doctor feel your pulse, and drink the medicine while you are at it."

The officials were all military generals, and they had lost their patience when they saw the delicate appearance of the scholars, and they couldn't help but urge them.

At this time, in the front hall, the headmaster was sitting in the first seat, and he had changed into clean clothes.

He held the armrests on both sides of the chair with both hands, trying to straighten his back.

Jiang Shuyue was sitting in front of an eight-immortal table, and there were several old doctors sitting side by side with her.

Seeing that scholars were coming one after another, Jiang Shuyue raised her eyes slightly: "Come here, feel your pulse one by one, if there is nothing wrong, take the decoction for a few days and you will be fine."

Seeing Jiang Shuyue calmly and methodically arranging the doctors in the hall, the headmaster looked admiring.

The headmaster couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart.

Who said women are inferior to men?

This woman is worth many men.