The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

“Ma'am, there's a lot to see.” Night green eyes gleaming at the face.

“They look at women. What are you looking at?” Van asked with a smile.

At night, Lucky said, "How does a woman know it's a woman? ”

Valjen's observation has always been good, as long as it's anything unusual within sight, she usually doesn't escape her eyes, even as small as a large needle tip wound, let alone that big a living person.

When someone lifted the shelf, Braun saw it. The person on the shelf covered his whole body and face with a thin mattress, revealing only his hair and a red flower. Summer bedding is a thin layer. Even if covered, it will undoubtedly reveal the woman's luscious body. Through the thin, her breasts have fluctuated. As you can imagine, the woman's body is definitely in shock.

Valjen looked up, and the crowd turned out to be a hospital.

“Come on, let's have a look at this.” Van Yeung Ben came out looking for business opportunities. Her goal was to see women only. Since she met in the street, she naturally had to move forward, which might be an opportunity.

The more crowds gather in the street, the more green the face and the evening green have not yet come close. There, the surrounded water on the third floor outside the inside is already impenetrable. Many women stand far away to see the noise, but do not dare to go up and squeeze. So Valjen naturally can only stand and watch far from the late green.

Buzzing whispers everywhere, but never heard a useful sentence, the two of them looked for a moment and found it boring, but when they were about to leave, a middle-aged woman with a low chest dress was dragging an old man out, and the woman had a thick layer of white powder on her face, slightly blessed, a pile of clouds, red lips painted a cherry size.

This appearance reminds me of Tang Dynasty Maiden's diagram. Although there are some differences, this is generally the case.

“I told you, if you don't do the whore business, the brothel has a doctor.” The old man was reluctant and dragged by another prostitute in the public garden. He was very disorganized, and now he was even more reluctant and utterly discouraged.

“Dr. Zhang Shen, the Nu family heard that you are the famous kindness in Suzhou City. How can you not save yourself?” The whore dragged him to death, his eyes filled with tears, and he wanted to fall. It really broke the hearts of a group of men.

But her face was even prettier, and her half-exposed souffle breasts were not eye-catching, so trembling on the old doctor's arm, so envious.

For a while, a lot of people spoke for her.

“Dr. Zhang, don't you despise the slaves as prostitutes?” The prostitute asked relentlessly.

Disdainful. Definitely disdainful, but you can't say that in your mouth. The Tang Dynasty is open to the public. Not only is there no discipline and public opinion on official prostitution, but it will be regarded as a rhythm and passed on to the United States, and even imitated. In the private sector, private communication is nothing too serious, and prostitution is nothing more.

Prostitutes are bastards. Many books say that an official has adopted a prostitute as a concubine. Such matters are extremely difficult in a dynasty as the Tang dynasty is open to the public. The Tang Dynasty clearly stipulates that people with two levels of difference in status may not marry, nor can concubines. But as the saying goes, wives are worse than concubines, and concubines are worse than thieves. Sometimes the powerful and loving prostitutes come to a frightening thought, so they can barely carry home to provide for themselves.

Therefore, Dr. Zhang Shen naturally dared not admit the matter openly. Lian Lian said, “That's not what my husband meant. My husband is not a good woman. You can ask my neighbors about it. My husband has never healed a woman's disease! ”

Dr. Zhang Shen said that, and nobody doubted it, because doctors who did not treat women's illnesses were not only his family, but few other doctors could treat them. Traditional Chinese doctors consult, smell, listen, cut, and practically all doctors are men. Naturally, it is not easy to see women's bodies, so it is also normal not to have experience with diseases in this area.

“Besides, without looking at her, listening to your symptoms, my husband knew that it was a fistula syndrome. It is said that Dr. Hua Zhengshen had been passed down, and the former Nest Yuan Fang has been documented. But my husband is not a hereditary of a divine doctor. Since he has no way of knowing the prescription, he also asked Miss Qingda not to be a difficult husband.” Dr. Zhang Shen is only because of his good heart, he was crowned a "Divine Doctor” as a sign of respect. There are many such divine doctors in this era, and he is not really able to return to the spring.

In ancient times, doctors were mostly prescribed according to the formula. After obtaining the formula, they were also regarded as treasure. Secrets were not announced, medical books were obtained, and they were regarded as heirlooms of the family. They were afraid to be watched by others.

So much so that doctors at this time were particularly fond of collecting prescriptions and became a mainstream culture.

The so-called fistula syndrome, known by the Song Dynasty as Flower Willow Disease, is a common name for STDs, including syphilis, gonorrhoea, urogenital mycoplasma, etc. In the Ming Dynasty, Flower Willow Disease once had a pandemic, and in modern times, the most famous is AIDS.

The disease is not only refractory, but also easy to repeat. In this day and age, it is only right that the leper should go home and prepare the coffin.

As soon as the crowd heard it was a fistula, it suddenly broke apart. There were several well-dressed men. Jomo often asked Liu for flowers. He immediately asked Dr. Zhang Shen for medical attention. In addition, the prostitute who had to look at this certificate was blocked back by several puppet men.

The noise in that compartment was terrific, Qingdai said, "But the people have already brought it, at least take a look and prescribe some medicine. ”

Dr. Zhang Shen sighed heavily and was about to turn back into the house, but suddenly remembered one thing, paused, and then silently gave Qingdai to the pharmacy and lowered his voice. "Miss Qingdai, my husband met a goddess doctor in Zhou Jia Village five miles away the day before yesterday, and saw for herself that she had saved a man who had been dead for more than 10 hours. ”

“Really?” Qingdai's eyes lit with tears and asked hastily. "The Nu family is going to find her with their sister. At any cost, the Nu family is going to save her. ”

Dr. Zhang Shen has always been a soft heart. Seeing that a prostitute in Qingdai actually took great care of her, she warned kindly, "I have asked later that the Goddess Doctor is the daughter of the famous gate, you go quietly, otherwise her reputation will be hindered, making it difficult to increase others...”

Originally, because the hospital was near the East Gate and had always been kind, Zhou Jiacun's people invited him over that day. Afterwards, he also wanted to visit Valjen, ask for medical advice, but once asked, Valjen turned out to be the daughter of Valjen, and was alone in raising the illness on Zhuangzi. He did not have a good time to visit.

“Thank you, Doctor! The slaves are going back to prepare.” Qingda said, hurrying out to take the patient away.

Valjen watched them leave in a hurry, and he followed them.

In a hurry, she grabbed her and lowered her voice. "Ma'am, I'm afraid you're in a bad situation to make contact with a prostitute! ”

Seeing Valjen ignored it at all. Late Green remembered Xing's account and persuaded her to do her duty. "Ma'am! Although this is not a big sin, the one in the main courtyard is waiting to grab you, so as to send you away, ma'am, what exactly do you want to do, just send the slaves. ”

Valjen saw a walker in front of him, and he walked into a quiet alley, and his voice was flat, "Don't talk, follow me. ”

A long time of forensic work makes Valjen carry a compelling seriousness once she takes it seriously. Unnamed, it makes people feel that what she says is the truth, and what she does is out of calm and careful consideration.

Night green an ambition to keep an eye on her own, instantly turned into dust, with a little anxiety, but really shut up.

After a while, it was even more positive than Valjen. The way he probed his brain made Valjen cry.

Suzhou city alleys are almost all green stone alleys, there are many bridges of water in the city, more sedans than carriages, so even the main street is just enough to go to four or five sedans in parallel, alleys, only two sedans can give way to each other.

After turning a few corners, there were no pedestrians in the alley, Valjen was about to catch up, but he saw the pedestrian meet several women dressed in gorgeous clothes, also fu powder grease, the middle-aged woman who was the head stared hard at Qingda.

Qingda was frozen and stood still. The middle-aged woman took two steps forward and slapped her, sounding harsh, “I don't care if you two die or live! But how can I forgive you for what you did today? ”

In less than a day or two, Jomo in Suzhou City will know that a brothel is experiencing a fistula. Who else dares to go to their brothel in the future?

“Bring them back!” Middle-aged women hate voices.