"Drink it while it's hot! It'll warm you up and replenish your energy!" Ji Yuan urged.
After breakfast, Su Qinghe found Wang Lin, gave him a few instructions, and then left with the men of her family.
Linxi's medicine is almost finished, so it's a good time to give them all a check-up.
Medical clinic.
Ji Qingyu stretched out her hand, and this time it was the same old man who took her pulse.
Su Qinghe guessed that as long as it was a man, he would be the one to come for the consultation in order to avoid suspicion.
"This young man suffers from qi and blood deficiency, cold stagnation and blood stasis, and liver qi stagnation, leading to poor menstrual flow! He may have been exposed to extreme cold at some point, which damaged his health!"
The old man placed his hand on Ji Qingyu's wrist and began to explain.
“He lay in the snow for a long time!” Ji Yuan nodded affirmatively from the side.
I still remember the day I brought Ji Qingyu home. He was lying in the snow and ice. It snowed heavily that year, and he was almost buried in the snow.
He was soaking in hot water for almost an hour before he regained feeling in his body.
"That's it! This needs to be treated slowly; it won't be cured in a month or two!"
The old man shook his head and sighed, then looked up at the backbone of the group of men—Su Qinghe.
"Your Majesty, you must be treated! This old man will go and get the medicine right away!"
He still remembered Su Qinghe; she always brought her husband to see the doctor, and she seemed like a good person.
"You can get your medicine here!" Su Qinghe nodded.
"How long do I need to take this medicine?" she asked again.
"It must be around July or August!" The old man dragged out large sacks from the corner.
So long!
Su Qinghe frowned.
"Could you please turn all these medicines into pills? Money is not an issue."
She couldn't stand smelling medicine for seven or eight months!
"Pills?" The old man stopped what he was doing.
"So many medicines, all of them need to be ground into powder and mixed in the right proportions, it's such a hassle!" The old man frowned and shook his head.
"Please hire more people who understand pharmacology to help! I will cover all the expenses, and you will be rewarded handsomely after the work is completed."
Listening to their conversation, Ji Qingyu tugged at Su Qinghe's sleeve, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
"It doesn't need to be that complicated. I can brew the medicine myself every day! That would cost so much more money!"
He whispered something in her ear.
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