Chapter 65
Shen Jiao really wanted to kick him to the horizon.
I also feel that he might really be capable.
He took out two taels of silver from his purse and said, "Thank you, Doctor Wei."
But you better be worth it!
Shen Jiao invited him into the house and politely asked, "Would you like to see my master's medical records?"
"It would be great if there is one, but it's fine if there isn't."
Doctor Wei spoke quite confidently. Doctor Sun had been staying in the room all the time. When he heard this, he handed the medical record to him.
"These are this year's records. The records from a few years ago are still in the pharmacy, but they're pretty much the same. Would you like me to get them for you, colleague?"
"It's better not to take it," Doctor Wei said, his mouth almost curled up like a catfish after flipping through a few pages. "This prescription is so-so, but it hasn't changed much. It shows that this doctor is either not attentive or not capable. The more I read the medical records written by such people, the more infuriating I get. It's such a waste of words."
Doctor Sun: "I'm still here! You don't have to say bad things to my face, right?"
Doctor Wei was surprised. "Who can I tell you if you're not here? My colleague, listen to my advice. Give up medicine and pursue literature. You have good handwriting. You can set up a stall on the street and write letters for people. Then learn fortune-telling. If you're lucky, you can make a lot of money."
Doctor Sun was furious: "Why don't you go?"
Doctor Wei was very proud: "My medical skills are very powerful. If I had gone, I don't know how many lives would have been saved. Wouldn't that be a loss to the people of the world?"
Doctor Sun: "Are my medical skills really that bad?"
"It's average, but your handwriting is really good. I haven't seen such clear handwriting in a long time."
Doctor Wei was very serious when he heard Doctor Sun was panting with anger, and he kindly reminded him,
"People who get angry easily are more likely to have a stroke. You need to be more calm. As a doctor, it would be shameful if you couldn't even take care of yourself."
Doctor Wei touched his thick hair and looked at his head with pity.
“…”
Doctor Sun held up his medicine box:
"I'm going to fight you!!!"
“Let me go!!!”
"I'm going to beat him to death!!!"
Shen Jiao also wanted to beat him to death, but he couldn't die here.
"No, no, no, get out of here quickly."
After trying to stop him several times without success, Liangua and Yugeer picked him up and dragged him out.
Qiongzhi hugged the medicine box and tried to persuade him: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, it's not that serious, it's just hair, it's the same even with a bun, don't look at his thick hair, he's young, he will eventually become old and bald one day."
Doctor Sun's howling stopped abruptly, and he stammered, "I'm only twenty-seven."
Qiongzhi: "I really can't tell at all."
She thought it was at least forty-seven.
"Mr. Wei is already eighty-six years old." Doctor Wei's voice came out slowly.
This was another invisible blow to Doctor Sun's heart.
Shen Jiao: "It's not easy for Doctor Wei to survive until now, right?"
Why hasn't he been beaten to death yet?
"As a man of the underworld," he sighed, "it's inevitable to eat and drink savory things. I'm getting a little sick of them. For dinner, prepare some light porridge and some side dishes. I want a bowl of stewed pork elbow with ham, and a pot of braised shrimp. Since it's the Ghost Festival, dumplings and pancakes are essential. In July, autumn crabs are fat, so add a cup of rice wine. You can choose any seasonal fruits and vegetables. For supper, a bowl of bird's nest with rock sugar will be enough. It doesn't need to be too sweet. It's bad for your teeth if you eat it at night. Keep some peach wood and willow branches in the room. Today is too unlucky, I have to go out."
He counted on one finger and pointed in the air, speaking in a very serious tone.
Shen Jiao wanted to snap his fingers, but instead of being furious, he laughed and said, "Anything else you want me to do?"
"That's all for now. By the way..." His expression suddenly changed.
Shen Jiao thought something was wrong with Xue Shun, so she quickly asked seriously, "What's wrong?"
"You must put more flower petals in the bath water, and the fat beads must also have a floral scent."
Shen Jiao: ...
"Doctor Wei is really good at taking care of himself. Isn't he afraid of not having enough to enjoy?"
"Hey~ I can still afford these small dishes. No matter how much I eat, it can't compare to the power of a life-saving purple gold pill. As a medicine slave, you should know your own medicine very well, right?"
Shen Jiao really didn't like to hear this.
"In an emergency, one must make compromises."
"If you say so, then so be it," Doctor Wei said nonchalantly, then thought for a moment and said, "Forget the porridge, let's have a bowl of rice."
He stuffed Xue Shun's hand back into the quilt, walked to the table and wrote the prescription. The look he gave Shen Jiao was like—
"Why aren't you going yet? I'm hungry."
It wasn't like he was saying it, he actually said it.
"There's no shortage of guest rooms at the manor. If Doctor Wei wishes to stay the night, would you please allow me to ask the manor owner and his wife before making any arrangements?"
"Even if you ask them, I'm going to live here. I want to be with my patients!"
Shen Jiao: ...
Which deity did I offend today? Why am I so unlucky?
She finally picked a lot of peach blossoms and willow branches and filled every room with them.
Then send the Yuanbao river lanterns that I folded a while ago to where they belong.
And then... prepare the meal.
Shen Jiao would not do it, the head kitchen could do it for her. Wu Yueshan, who was in charge, seemed to feel a little guilty towards Xue Shun. He responded very straightforwardly and did it very quickly without showing any impatience.
Lian Gua, who went to get the food, was surprised: "This is the first time in my life that I have drunk tea from the main kitchen."
Normally, whatever I asked for, as long as it was within my allotment, would be given to me, but I had never seen it so quickly and so well. It was strange just to see it.
There was at least some benefit in Xue Shun's suffering this time.
The main courtyard sent some gifts, and the young masters also expressed their gratitude.
The most attentive one was Zheng Xiaoniang. She came over the next day and was busy and nagging, as if she had to think that the person lying on the bed was her own son. She changed things, gave instructions to the maids, and gave them a lot of rewards.
He observed all the necessary etiquette and kept a very humble attitude.
Shen Jiao thought she was just here for a quickie, but who knew she came every day.
She forgot about her own son who had been beaten and focused all her attention on Xue Shun.
So when Xue Shun woke up in the evening three days later, the first thing he saw was a strange woman who looked a little haggard.
She was so happy to see him wake up that she kept thanking the gods and the Buddha, asked him about his health, and said that there was soup stewing on the stove, then hurried to the kitchen.
Xue Shun looked at Shen Jiao in confusion: "Who is that?"
"Your biological mother, whom you have never met and have no blood relationship with." Shen Jiao said seriously.
Xue Shun: ...
“Not funny.”
"That's Zheng Xiaoniang, the biological mother of the Eleventh Young Master."
"Tell her to get out."
"It's not appropriate." Shen Jiao held Xue Shun down and before he could say anything more, the fisherman who was cleaning the window outside coughed, and Zheng Xiaoniang came back with the soup.
Xue Shun's disgusted look subsided a little, but he was still a little wary.
Zheng Xiaoniang didn't care. She sat beside the bed, touching his face with heartache and shedding tears, saying, "Look at you, poor thing, how thin you are. The doctor won't let you eat a single grain of rice, only forcing you to drink soup. I've been worried every day, afraid you'd starve to death. Now that you're awake, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. After some time, I'll give you some good nourishment and make sure you're plump and white. Then bring my evil son here and give you a good beating to vent your anger."
Xue Shun felt extremely uncomfortable and turned his head away, saying, "That's not necessary."
"Of course you want it. No matter what, he's wrong. Even if you're soft-hearted and don't blame him, you still have to ask him to apologize to you. It's just... he just received the caning not long ago, and now he really can't get up. That's why I'm saying all this," Zheng Xiaoniang wiped her tears and continued, "Let's not talk about these unpleasant things for now. You haven't eaten much these days, so you must be hungry. At least have a few more mouthfuls of soup, because you need to take medicine soon."
She blew on the spoon twice and handed it to Xue Shun's mouth, saying very considerately: "Be careful, it's hot."
Xue Shun: ...
Will she poison me?
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