Sister Xu had been so worried about her child that she had no time to think about eating and didn't feel hungry. Now that the child's fever had subsided, she relaxed a little. But when she saw the steaming buns, her stomach immediately started to growl.
She was very embarrassed. "Not only am I bothering you so late, but I'm also eating your food. I'm so sorry."
Song Yun pushed the plate into Sister Xu's hands and said, "It's just two steamed buns. Take them quickly. The children are hungry."
Sister Xu took the steamed buns, and Song Yun poured a bowl of warm water for the mother and daughter.
Seeing her daughter eagerly looking at the steamed buns on the plate, Sister Xu laughed, "Lingling, go and thank Doctor Song."
Lingling opened her eyes wide and shyly said thank you to Song Yun in a soft voice.
"It's okay, eat quickly, and then I'll check her out."
Although there were only steamed buns and warm water, the mother and daughter ate them with great relish.
After finishing her meal, Sister Xu said, "Your steamed buns are much better than the ones in our cafeteria. I've also bought steamed buns from state-owned restaurants. Although they use solid ingredients, they're far less delicious than yours."
Seeing her daughter eating with such relish, Sister Xu wanted to ask Song Yun how she made the steamed buns, but she was too embarrassed to ask. She thought maybe the recipe was someone else's secret. If she asked, she would not be able to answer, and it would not be the same if she didn't answer either. It would be awkward, so she finally didn't ask.
After Lingling finished eating, Song Yun examined her. "You can't delay treating your throat inflammation any longer. I don't have any anti-inflammatory medicine for the time being. You must go to the hospital tomorrow to get some for Lingling, otherwise she'll have another fever." After that, she took out two palm-sized pieces of oil paper from the medicine box and wrapped two pills on each piece of oil paper. "This is the antipyretic medicine I made myself. If Lingling has a fever again tomorrow, take this if it's not high. If it's high, you'll have to go to the hospital. If it's at night, come see me. I'm not here during the day, but I'll definitely be back at night."
Her medicine box was long empty of homemade anti-inflammatory medicine. She hadn't collected herbs in a long time. She had left the anti-inflammatory pills she had made in the past for her parents in Qinghe Village, thinking of making them again when she got here, but she had been very busy since she came here and had no time or opportunity.
Sister Xu thanked her repeatedly and asked her how much the medicine cost. Song Yun took two yuan.
Two yuan is actually not cheap. If you get medicine in the hospital, it only costs a few cents. But Song Yun's medicine is different. She uses more medicinal materials, and the medicine is effective and has no side effects. Selling it for two yuan is like selling it at a loss.
Sister Xu witnessed with her own eyes the effectiveness of the pills Song Yun took out. Her daughter's fever subsided in a short time and her spirits recovered, which was faster than getting an IV drip in the hospital. The medicine was so good that she naturally didn't think it was expensive. She paid for it readily and left with her daughter after expressing her gratitude again.
Song Yun had finished steaming the buns. It was getting late, so she boiled some water, washed up, and returned to her room. As usual, she sat cross-legged on the bed and practiced.
She had been using Nei Yuan Zhen Qi quite frequently recently, often even using up all the Nei Yuan Zhen Qi she had stored for a long time. She had to train harder to accumulate Nei Yuan Zhen Qi again. In the process, she discovered that it used to take her three days to accumulate a certain amount of Zhen Qi, but now she could do so in just one day. Moreover, her Nine Meridians seemed to have widened, and she could store more Nei Yuan Zhen Qi. She suspected that her strength had reached the level her master had mentioned.
She had practiced for a long time before but still couldn't reach the first level. Even her master stayed at the first level all his life. How long would she practice in this life?
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