The wet nurse moved to bow when she saw Liu Jinran.
Liu Jinran waved a hand, indicating that she could dispense with the formalities, then asked:
"How is the young master today?"
"General, the young master is still the same. He keeps fussing and crying."
Liu Jinran said:
"Put the child on the bed."
"Yes."
Once the child had been laid on the bed, Liu Jinran motioned for Song Yaoyao to examine him.
Song Yaoyao did not approach immediately. Instead, she said:
"A child's skin is delicate. Bring me a basin of water first. I'll examine him after I've washed my hands."
Liu Jinran had not expected Song Yaoyao to be so particular. The previous physicians had examined the child directly, without this step.
Liu Jinran said nothing and sent someone to fetch water.
After washing her hands, Song Yaoyao went to the bedside and told the wet nurse standing nearby:
"Take off the child's clothes."
The wet nurse turned to glance at Liu Jinran. He nodded and said:
"Do as she says."
Only then did the wet nurse step forward and remove all the child's clothes.
Although Song Yaoyao already knew the cause of the child's condition, she still examined him carefully.
Guagua's voice rang out:
[Host, I've already checked. There are four needles embedded in this child's right thigh.
His throat is also badly inflamed from all the crying lately.
Other than that, there's nothing wrong with him.]
Song Yaoyao replied, [Mm.]
After about the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Song Yaoyao said:
"That's enough."
Liu Jinran asked:
"Doctor, have you figured out what's wrong?"
Song Yaoyao nodded. "I have."
Liu Jinran's eyes lit up. He had not expected such a young physician to identify the problem when all those elderly physicians had failed.