After Luo Wenyuan left, Qingshan counted on his fingers and reviewed several important matters that needed to be done recently:

Buxianxian's medicinal wine needs her to brew. Six thousand kilograms of grain wine, relying on Qingshan to make it slowly by herself, even with a time cheat, is still a time-consuming and laborious project.

There is so much empty land in the space, it would be a waste not to use it, so I have to go to the seed company to buy some high-quality grain seeds. It would be best to plant some beets and sugarcane as well. After making white sugar, I can also pickle candied fruits.

Although the fruits in the space can be kept fresh for a long time, there is no rush for the preserved fruit business, but the Chinese New Year is still half a month away. Qingshan wants to make a batch of preserved fruits before the New Year and give them to relatives and friends as Spring Festival gifts...

The winter vacation of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine of Capital University is only 35 days. If you don’t make good use of the time, you may never be able to finish these things. Qingshan sighed. It seems that he is really destined to be a hard-working person. Even with the big plug-in of space, he can still be busy like a top.

After lunch, Qingshan drove to Zhang Youcai's house and heard from his mother that after more than three months of acupuncture, Pangdun'er's hearing had improved. Although he was still not very sensitive to faint sounds, he could already hear sounds of normal volume clearly. The doctors said that he had recovered well.

Qingshan planned to go and see the little fat boy's condition in person, and then use his spiritual power to nourish the blood vessels in his cochlea to shorten the acupuncture treatment.

Zhang Youcai was at work today. Wang Xiufen received a call from Zhang Meiling and knew that Qingshan was coming. She took out the best cakes and candies in her home and waited for Qingshan to come.

When Qingshan arrived at the staff building, he saw Wang Xiufen, wearing a down jacket and holding Pangdun in her arms, standing downstairs looking at the intersection. Wang Xiufen's face was already red from the wind, and it seemed that she had been standing there for quite a while. Pangdun was in her arms, wearing a tiger-head hat and wrapped in several layers, revealing a pair of big eyes like black grapes, and he didn't feel cold at all.

Seeing Qingshan coming, Wang Xiufen hurried to greet him: "Xiaoshan, I miss you so much!"

After Fatty's hearing was restored, Wang Xiufen no longer looked decadent and listless, but became her former cheerful and lively self again, with her voice full of energy.

"Sister Xiufen, why are you waiting downstairs in such a cold weather? You're holding the child, what if you get cold? Come on up, come on up!"

"Yeah, go home, go home!"

Although the staff building of Dafeng Factory is small, the heating is very strong. The temperature inside the house is over 20 degrees, and you won’t feel cold even if you wear a single layer of clothes. It feels like two different seasons, one is summer and the other is winter, just like two different seasons.

So as soon as they entered the door, Qingshan helped Wang Xiufen take off the fat boy's clothes to prevent him from sweating due to the heat.

After everything was cleaned up, Qingshan washed his hands and went to see Fatty first.

Qingshan used X-ray vision to observe the blood vessels in Pangdun's cochlea. He saw that the blood vessels, which were previously thinner than a hair, had become much thicker after several months of treatment, and the blood supply to the ear had increased. The cochlear neurons, which were originally scarce in number, had also grown stronger. Qingshan even discovered new neurons, proving that Pangdun's hearing was indeed recovering.

"Sister Xiufen, Pangdun's hearing has recovered well. I will personally give him acupuncture for the next three days. If the effect is good, you won't need to go to the Chinese medicine hospital anymore!"

Wang Xiufen's eyes lit up and she shouted excitedly, "Really?"

The sound was a little loud, and the little fat boy shivered, as if he was scared. His big eyes no longer stared at Qingshan, but turned to his mother, revealing a confused expression.

Qingshan took out nine needles and injected Fatty with them from the Ermen, Tinghui, and Waiguan points, using his spiritual power to assist in expanding blood vessels and nourishing neurons. Qingshan's acupuncture technique was now very skillful, and his spiritual power was not hindered at all, so the entire acupuncture process took only half an hour. When Qingshan put away the nine needles, the little fat boy still protested with a bit of unsatisfied feeling, which amused Qingshan and Wang Xiufen.