"Mr. Huang, please treat the child in this way." When Mrs. Chen heard what Chen Zhong and Dai Yilan said, she agreed to Zhu Youlang for treatment of her son.

However, his expression was not respectful. Judging from the meaning, he still didn't believe Zhu Youlang very much.

Seeing her like this, the nobility in her blood and the pride in her bones made Zhu Youlang feel angry and said to himself: "Who are you? Isn't you the wife of the Minister of War? She is so arrogant?"

"Madam, I'm sorry, Huang is a little ignorant and dare not show his bad luck. Please ask Gao Ming. Butler Chen, Miss Alan, Huang has something to do, so I'll say goodbye!" Zhu Youlang finished speaking lightly, bowed to Chen Zhong and Dai Yilan, turned around and left.

Although he tried his best to suppress his anger, the yellow expression on his face had already told everyone very clearly: He, Huang, was angry and stopped serving him.

"This, Mr. Huang, why are you angry? Your face is so ugly? Hey, don't leave. Why did you leave before you can treat the young master?" Dai Yilan was puzzled and took a few steps, blocking Zhu Youlang's way.

Zhu Youlang looked at Dai Yilan's confused look and felt funny: "This girl is so kind-hearted and straight."

Thinking of his straight heart, he remembered the joke he made with his friend Wang Chen in his previous life: "Wang Chen, you are straight heart, you can see the chair when you open your mouth."

Thinking of this, the corner of my mouth curled and a smile appeared.

"Madam, you can't let Mr. Huang go..." Chen Zhong knelt on the ground and begged.

Mrs. Chen didn’t expect that Zhu Youlang was so decisive. She was the wife of the Shangshu. She just gave her a look. You, a son of a wealthy gentry from another country, dared to be so disrespectful? What do you want me to beg you?

When I think of my son's life hanging on the line, it seems that this young man seems to be a capable person. This is not the time to treat the qi.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Chen pressed her unhappiness and stood up and bowed to Zhu Youlangfu: "Mr. Huang, I was worried about my child just now, so I said nothing, so I would like to blame him."

Zhu Youlang turned his body sideways and did not receive her gift.

"Mr. Huang, please do not hesitate to treat the children. No matter whether they are well treated or not, the Chen family will receive a considerable medical fee." Mrs. Chen continued.

If it were only the previous one, Zhu Youlang would be ready to forgive her. After all, she was worried about her son and it was understandable that she was a little inappropriate. But when she said these words, it showed that her emotional intelligence was too low.

Aunt Zhao's name is Zhao Yuqiao. When she heard her wife's words, she knew that she would be a bad thing. Mr. Huang in front of her was obviously not an ordinary doctor. How could her wife look at people with such vulgar eyes?

Sure enough, Zhao Yuqiao heard Mr. Huang say, "I'm sorry, madam, Mrs. Huang is not here to fight Qiufeng, say goodbye." Although she was anxious, she was a concubine, so how dare she criticize her wife? She was so anxious that she glanced at Dai Yilan with her eyes and hinted that she stopped Mr. Huang.

Dai Yilan blinked her eyes, ignored Zhao Yuqiao's hint, but looked at Mrs. Chen. She didn't understand that her son was almost dying of illness. Why did this eldest lady still look arrogant?

Zhao Yuqiao and Chen Zhong were extremely anxious, but Mrs. Chen had not realized her mistake yet.

"You!... Mr. Huang, are you looking down on my Chen Mansion?" When Mrs. Chen heard that Zhu Youlang was reluctant to leave, she couldn't help but be angry and said to herself: "I'm saying good things, giving gifts, and giving medical gifts. You, a little foreigner, don't take my Chen Mansion seriously, right?"

"Madam, look down on the Chen Mansion? Hahaha, you are thinking too much. Your Chen Mansion has a great family and dominates the country. I, a foreigner, dare to look down on the Chen Mansion? But it is my freedom to give people whether to treat patients or not. Is your Chen Mansion a dragon and tiger den, and you still have to force Huang to stay?" Zhu Youlang smiled and said arrogantly.

Zhu Youlang's words were sharp and sarcastic, which made Mrs. Chen so angry that she was so angry that she was so arrogant that she let him hold on to her words and deeds. She was the wife of Shangshu, but she couldn't do anything like this foreigner. You can't really use force, right? If that were the case, the master would not agree. Besides, this young man was stubborn, and he was probably capable. Anyone with ability had a big temper.

He didn't want to give the money, but he couldn't say it, but he was unwilling to let him go. Thinking of his son's life hanging by a thread, Mrs. Chen was so anxious that she burst into tears.

"Yeah..."

When she cried, Zhu Youlang was at a loss and said to herself: "Grandma, how could I treat a woman with anger? Is it interesting?"

"Whoever is the last one to be treated? Why is a big man so stingy?" Dai Yilan was the most soft-hearted. Seeing Mrs. Chen crying, she pinched her waist with her little hands, her eyebrows were raised, and her bear opened Zhu Youlang.

"Okay, blame me." Zhu Youlang waved his hand: "Butler Chen, lead the way, I'll go see the patient."

Everyone was very happy to see that he agreed. Zhao Yuqiao hurriedly took Zhu Youlang into the inner room.

As soon as he entered the inner room, Zhu Youlang couldn't help but frown.

There was a strong smell of medicine and fragrance in the room. When I looked up, the window was closed and there was a bronze statue of "Acne Queen" on the table, and three incense sticks were burning in front of the bronze statue.

The child was lying on the bed with a heavy quilt covered with his body. Zhu Youlang walked up to him and saw that the little guy's face was purple and red, his nose was irritated, and he was already in a state of sleep. When he touched his hand, his face was hot, and he signaled Zhao Yuqiao to lift the quilt. After looking at his body, he saw that the rash was densely covered with purple-red color.

Zhao Yuqiao took a clean handkerchief and pinched the child's chin. Fortunately, the teeth were opened and closed normally, and the tongue coating could be seen smoothly.

Zhu Youlang knew it and stepped out.

Mrs. Chen had stopped crying at this time and looked at Zhu Youlang with hope.

"Sir, how about it?" Zhao Yuqiao naturally knew what his wife meant. She was concerned about whether her son's condition could be cured, and she was embarrassed to ask, so she had to ask for it on her behalf.

"Madam, this is a typical measles reversal. The rash appears in the early stage, or it will disappear immediately, and then it will be accompanied by a severe cough and rapid breathing." Zhu Youlang said.

"Yes, yes, what Mr. Huang said is very true, it's not bad at all." Mrs. Chen didn't bother with being angry with Zhu Youlang. Seeing that the symptoms he said were correct, huge hope arose in his heart.

"The medical book says: Ma Yi is the first to publish it, and the form is toxic and relieves the disease without worry. The doctor who was invited later in your house probably saw a lot of rashes and felt that the rashes had already bleeded out. So the prescription focused on nourishing yin and replenishing qi and clearing away the remaining evil. However, he did not know that if this prescription did not dissipate, the internal poison could not be dissipated, which formed the current 'evil trapped in the heart and liver' disease." Zhu Youlang continued.

When Mrs. Chen heard that Zhu Youlang was right, even the doctors prescribed correctly, she believed in his medical skills. She also heard that her son was now "infatuated with evil spirits", so she almost fainted.

"Huang, Mr. Huang, child, is there any help?"
Chapter completed!