After leaving the main military tent, Zheng Quchi jogged all the way to the military medical station so as not to delay the departure time.
The military doctor was a middle-aged man wearing a loose cotton robe, with sparse hair tied in a bun and a short beard. He was bending over in a wooden shed, drying herbs.
"Dr. Liao."
Zheng Quchi called out to his retreating figure.
Doctor Liao turned around and saw that it was the talkative and interesting Zheng Quchi. He smiled and said, "Oh, it's Aqing. What brings you here today?"
During this period, Zheng Quchi would take time every day to come to the military doctor's place for medicinal meals. Over time, she and Dr. Liao became quite familiar with each other.
Mei Ruoling suddenly went into the mountains to collect herbs a couple of days ago, so she temporarily entrusted the task of preparing medicinal meals for the general's wife to Liao Wu.
Liao Wu and Mei Ruoling had some connection, but Zheng Quchi didn't know the specifics of that connection.
The military doctor was unaware of Zheng Quchi's true identity and treated her only as a child delivering medicine.
The first course of medicinal diet that Mei Ruoling customized was finished yesterday, and the second course will begin after Mei Ruoling returns.
Therefore, Liao Wu thought that Zheng Quchi would not come over today.
"Medical doctor, it's not about the medicinal food, I've come to get some medicine." Zheng Quchi walked around the basket drying on the low table and approached him.
Doctor Liao patted the straw in his hands and asked, "What's wrong? Are you injured? Or sick?"
Zheng Quchi said, "No, I'm not injured or sick. I just want to ask, if someone receives external medicine but has had wound medicine applied, and seems fine during the day, but develops a low-grade fever after sleeping, uh, it's a febrile disease, does this person still need to take some medicine?"
After listening, Dr. Liao asked her, "Is the person you mentioned usually strong or weak?"
"Uh, you look rather thin, but you're actually quite strong," she replied.
A man who can fight against a hundred generals must be strong, and it's not an exaggeration to say that he's strong, even though he looks like a handsome but sickly scholar.
Hearing her description, Dr. Liao found it somewhat amusing, but he could understand what she meant: "Then I'll pick some herbs to detoxify and clear away fever for him. You can brew them into water for him to drink. And if he gets a fever again at night, you can pour this packet of powder into the water and wipe his forehead and body with it."
After receiving the two medications, one for internal use and one for external use, she said, "Thank you, Dr. Liao."
"It's just a small matter. As for the injured person, make sure he doesn't worry too much during his recovery. If he gets sick at night, it's definitely due to depression."
Zheng Quchi nodded, indicating that he understood: "Okay, then I'll leave the money for the medicine here."
Upon hearing this, Liao, the military doctor who was washing his hands, quickly shook the water off his hands and said, "Hey, Qing, you little rascal, you don't need to pay for such a small thing."
Zheng Quchi said, "Who said I don't need to pay? Doctor Liao waived my consultation fee, but the herbal medicine he uses doesn't fall from the sky. Alright, I'll be going now."
In the Kingdom of Ye, apart from soldiers who were injured while fighting or on official business and received free treatment, the role of military doctors was similar to that of doctors in pharmacies outside the capital. They would provide medical care and prescribe medicine, and would charge appropriate fees for outpatient services and medication.
Otherwise, with so many soldiers in the entire camp, if they all came to see a doctor for a minor headache or fever, the military doctor's office would be completely empty of work.
Especially now that the Ye Kingdom's finances no longer cover the daily expenses of the Changxunpo camp, and even basic military rations have been cut, how could she possibly accept Liao the Army Doctor's medicine for free?
Looking at the pile of copper coins in the basket, Doctor Liao picked them up and chuckled, "This kid, do you think I need his money? Really."
What makes interpersonal relationships pleasant? It's when you're generous and I'm equally generous in return; you give me a peach and I give you a plum.
This is the social etiquette and interpersonal relationships in society.
Never take other people's politeness too seriously, and never take other people's kindness for granted.
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After getting the medicine, she ran to the artisan group's tent, packed all her eating utensils, and slung her already packed bag over her shoulder, carrying it on her back, before hurrying to the meeting point at Changxunpo.
By this time, the convoy, having fed the horses and sharpened the weapons, had assembled and stood in neat rows at the gate. Mu Gaoyi and Shi Hetong kept standing on tiptoe, looking up towards the camp, but when they didn't see Aqing coming over for a long time, they became anxious.
"Hey, He Tong, look, it's A Qing, she's here."
"It's her, I saw her."
From afar, they saw Aqing carrying a large drum bundle and an even larger one. Seeing that the petite woman seemed almost overwhelmed by the bundles, they quickly went to meet her and wanted to help her, but she dodged them.
"Don't move, you can't lift it, I can do it myself."
They peered into the seam of the cloth and saw what looked like a lot of iron and wood inside. It looked heavy, and they weren't sure if they could lift it.
They reluctantly withdrew their hands.
"Aqing, why are you so late? What were you doing?" Mu Gaoyi asked her.
The three of them talked as they hurried toward the convoy.
She looked up and saw a well-fed army and horses ahead, bathed in the soft morning light, a neatly lined caravan preparing to set off.
The soldiers at the forefront, clad in armor and wielding weapons, were led by Wei Yao. In the middle were two carriages, surrounded by the Jianshui cavalry, commanded by Run Tu…
Are you leaving?
Shi Hetong said, "Yes, the team has been assembled and counted for about fifteen minutes. Fortunately, the general has been delayed for some reason and hasn't given the order to move yet. Otherwise, if they had given the order to set off and abandoned you, we really wouldn't know what to do."
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