Fu Xiao was also surprised. She didn't measure her size, but it fit her so well.
No wonder some people often say that a tailor’s eyes are his ruler.
After a simple dinner at Zhai's house, he said a few words to Grandpa Mu: "Grandpa, go back and have a good rest. Don't worry about me. I'll stay here to look after Uncle Song."
She leaned close to his ear and whispered, "After all, he was injured while saving my father, so he must be treated well."
Mr. Mu blinked and said, "My dear, I'm afraid you'll get tired."
"I'm fine,"
He said again: "Then, dear, this is for you."
As he said this, he took a wooden box from Uncle Liu and handed it to her.
"This is the best ginseng in the house. Please use it. If you need any other herbs, please tell Li Qi and we will go buy them."
Although it was not necessary, Fu Xiao did not refuse. He reached out to take it and nodded with a smile.
It also comforts the old man.
After seeing off Mr. Mu, she came to check Song Ruyuan's pulse and once again used her healing abilities to help him recover.
She simply combed her hair and didn't create any exaggerated effect.
With her current level of supernatural powers, she could make him open his eyes right now, but that would be too scary.
That's just waiting for others to doubt you.
I can say that I learned how to remove bullets from Grandpa Fu, and I can say that the rest of the skills are just my natural talents.
Fu Xiao nodded, nothing wrong.
Even if someone doubts, so what? Just don't admit it.
Let him guess whatever he wants, can he guess that I have special powers?
She withdrew her supernatural power and prepared to find some medicine to boil. Otherwise, it would be difficult to conceal the fact that Song Ruyuan's injury had suddenly healed.
When I walked out of the door, I saw Zhai Yumo standing in the yard.
He asked directly, "Excuse me, could you take me to get some medicine?"
The man turned his head, his brows were gentle and soft, and his hair swayed lightly between his handsome eyebrows.
He raised his hand, gestured to her to invite her in, and took her to the pharmacy.
Fu Xiao walked in and saw that the medicinal materials were indeed complete, and most of them were for health.
"If there's anything you need, you can have it delivered overnight..."
A faint smell of medicine entered his nose, and Fu Xiao nodded to the visitor, "These are enough..."
Zhai Yumo lowered his head and smiled, "That's good."
Anyway, it's just a show. The medicine Song Ruyuan takes now has little effect. It will only be effective after he wakes up and takes more medicine to recuperate his body.
Fu Xiao wrote a prescription for nourishing medicine and borrowed a clay pot from the pharmacy to boil the medicine.
She sat on a small stool waiting for the medicine. Smelling the medicine on Zhai Yumo's body, she turned her eyes to him, "How are you feeling lately?"
Zhai Yumo's eyebrows were bright, and he responded with a faint smile, "Not bad,"
Fu Xiao held his chin with one hand, looked at his face carefully, and then said calmly: "When you get up in the morning, do you sometimes feel weak in your legs and can't stand up?"
"Or, you start to have more dreams and insomnia at night?"
He had indeed developed the symptoms she described, but even so, there was no change in the expression on Zhai Yumo's face.
"Indeed,"
"Mind taking my pulse?"
Zhai Yumo smiled warmly: "Of course,"
As he said this, he stretched out his hand and handed it to her.
Fu Xiao lazily raised a few fingers and placed them on his wrist. Although she had known for a long time that his current physical condition was not optimistic, she was still a little surprised when she felt his pulse.
His body is in such a dilapidated state?
She frowned slightly and put down her hand, "You can bear it."
His current symptoms are probably not only what she just described, but he should also have excruciating abdominal pain in the middle of the night.
Zhai Yumo lowered his eyes and smiled helplessly, "I'm used to it."
Fu Xiao was silent for a long time before speaking in a gentle voice: "I have a prescription for treating physical weakness. If you don't take this medicine, it can be used. It can improve your health a lot."
She turned her head to look at him, a wicked smile flashing in her eyes, "But now,..."
Zhai Yumo still smiled warmly, "How is it now?"
Fu Xiao restrained his smile and explained calmly: "That is a body-strengthening recipe. Although it is suitable for people with weak constitutions, body-strengthening, as the name implies, is to re-strengthen one's body meridians."
"The process was painful,"
"It's not as simple as the pain you endured last night. It was a pain that was like sharpening bones and peeling skin. Your current body simply can't bear it."
She smiled kindly: "You might die from the pain."
"Oh?" Zhai Yumo stared at her quietly, with a compelling light between his brows.
"Did the boy from your second uncle's family also use this recipe?"
Fu Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly, "Have you checked me?"
Zhai Yumo chuckled and said, "I'm not checking you."
"Because of my illness, the Zhai family paid attention to many weak children. They learned from other channels that Fu Yu had recovered and checked him out."
She nodded in understanding, which showed that she understood.
The same cases and symptoms are all part of a circle.
When one case recovers, there will always be news for others.
Fu Xiao did not have any aversion to this behavior, and explained: "Yes, but although his body is weak, his inner self has been well taken care of."
Fu Xiao didn't say anything else. With her around, the ginseng nourishing pills, ginseng pills, and spiritual spring water were all Fu Yu's guarantee at that time.
Zhai Yumo doesn’t have any of these.
He really could have died from the pain.
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