When Lu Yanzhou returned home at noon, he found that Shen Anan had actually stewed old duck soup.
Surprised, he asked, "You really bought this? It smells so good!"
The smell of the old duck soup made his mouth water, and he, who originally didn't crave meat, became a little greedy.
"What else? My luck has always been so good. I just happened to get some meat today." Shen Anan replied with some pride.
She wasn't bragging. Her luck had never been bad since she came here, and most of the time what she thought and said could come true.
Thinking about Meng Xiaoyu's "lucky fate" in the original book, and how she had been unlucky since she came, she was sure that the guy was a luck thief.
She must have stolen her good luck to turn things around, otherwise why did her good luck disappear after she was fine?
Meng Xiaoyu, who was called a thief by Shen Anan, had now been exchanged by her parents for a bag of food and taken to the mountains to become the new wife of a lame man.
Of course, she didn't want to, so she wanted to escape, but now there was a shortage of food everywhere, and she had nowhere to go even if she wanted to run.
The key point was that she was discovered by her parents before she could run away. Her parents locked her in the room and didn't give her any food. After being hungry for two days, she had no choice but to give in.
Meng Xiaoyu was lying in a slightly dilapidated house, looking at the only small window in the house.
She felt that her life shouldn't be like this, but why did it become like this? She had no idea.
However, on the day Meng Xiaoyu was dragged into the ravine by her lame man, Shen Zhuzhu started dating the future county magistrate.
Shen Anan naturally didn't know about the good and bad things happening in her hometown. She enjoyed the old duck soup at noon very much.
But they didn't drink much. Fortunately, she took out the old duck soup according to their appetites, and the leftover soup was given to Lu Yanzhou.
After dinner, Shen Anan reported to Lu Yanzhou: "I won't go to training in the afternoon. I still have to go to the hospital to see patients!"
Because of the new patient Yang Xuesong, especially since she is the attending physician treating him, she goes to the hospital every day to check on his condition.
"Okay!" Lu Yanzhou didn't object. This was Shen Anan's daily schedule, and he was used to it.
In the afternoon, Shen Anan went to the hospital.
Looking at Yang Xuesong who was chatting with the people around him, she went up to him and said hello: "How are you feeling? Are you feeling unwell?"
After making sure that he was out of danger, the time for Shen Anan to come to the hospital was uncertain.
Sometimes it comes in the morning, sometimes in the afternoon, but it comes once a day. Yang Xuesong has gotten used to it.
"I feel like I've recovered well. There's nothing wrong with it except that the wound is a little itchy. It's more itchy today than yesterday." Yang Xuesong replied.
Not only today, he also had this feeling in the past two days but it was not as strong. Starting this afternoon, the itch became very strong and made him want to scratch it.
If the nurse had not given him a routine check-up and found that he was normal in all aspects, he would have suspected that something else was wrong.
"Is it a little itchy? It should be the healing period and new flesh is growing. Let me help you take a look." Upon hearing this, Shen Anan stepped forward to check the condition of his wound.
After all, the wound was too large after the debridement, and the muscle was almost necrotic. She was afraid that the stitches would cause infection, so she chose not to suture it, but instead used her supernatural powers and ointment to treat it. (This is just a fabrication, don't take it too seriously)
"OK!"
Yang Xuesong cooperated and stretched out his hand. Shen Anan opened the bandage on his body and took a closer look.
Then he nodded and said, "Yes, new flesh is growing. The wound on your arm is missing a lot of flesh. It will be almost there once it grows back. It will be a little itchy during this period."
Shen Anan said as he took out the ointment again, cleaned the ointment on his wound and applied new one.
The cool feeling of the new ointment after applying it suppressed his original itching.
"It feels so comfortable. The itching is gone after applying your ointment. It's really magical." Yang Xuesong replied.
He finally discovered the effectiveness of Shen Anan's ointment. After applying the ointment, the itching was immediately relieved.
It seems that the previous wound was itchy because the effect of the ointment had worn off.
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