Shen Liwu put down the fried dough sticks, stood up and walked to the door, with a bit of concern between his eyebrows, "The mission is the mission, and I can't let you get cold. Come in, it's the same if you stand guard after eating."
Although her voice was soft, it had an irresistible power. The two soldiers finally nodded, walked into the breakfast shop, and sat at the table opposite Shen Liwu. They ordered some soy milk and fried dough sticks, and their movements seemed a little restrained.
Shen Liwu looked at them and smiled slightly, "Don't be nervous, I'm just an ordinary person, I just know a little bit of medical skills."
One of the soldiers lowered his head and took a sip of soy milk. The steaming liquid slid down his throat and dispelled the coldness in his body.
He raised his head with a look of admiration in his eyes, "Doctor Shen, your medical skills are not just ordinary 'knowledge'. We have all heard that you can even cure the commander's brother who has such a serious virus. You are simply a miracle doctor."
Shen Liwu shook his head, smiling faintly, "Curing illnesses and saving lives is a doctor's job, there is no such thing as a miracle doctor."
And it’s just the beginning, it hasn’t been cured yet!
After breakfast, she went to Guan Chenyu's house. The day before yesterday, the commander was not there, but Guan Chenyu's wife was there, and there was another person she knew: Jiangxi Chi.
“Doctor Shen, we meet again.”
Jiang Xichi stood at the door, wearing a dark gray coat with the collar slightly open, revealing a neat white shirt underneath.
His face was still angular, and his brows were as calm and composed as always. When he saw Shen Liwu, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and a hint of imperceptible tenderness flashed in his eyes.
"Why is Mr. Jiang here?" Shen Liwu nodded slightly, his tone calm, but his eyes stayed on him for a moment. She didn't expect to meet him here again.
"Guan Chenyu is my uncle." Jiang Xichi explained, and then said: "I knew that my uncle would ask you to come over sooner or later."
Shen Liwu was slightly surprised. She didn't expect that Jiang Xichi and the Guan family had this kind of relationship.
The last time they met, they pretended not to know each other. How could they...
Jiang Xichi stepped aside to make way for him and made a "please" gesture. "My uncle is waiting for you. His condition seems to be more stable than yesterday."
Shen Liwu nodded, nodded and greeted Madam Guan, then walked lightly into the house.
"Doctor Shen, tell me what else you need to prepare tomorrow and I'll prepare it." Mrs. Guan's voice was a little anxious, and her eyes were full of a mixture of expectation and uneasiness.
Shen Liwu walked into the room, casually placed the medicine box on the long table beside him, and his eyes fell on Guan Chenyu who was lying on the bed. His complexion was slightly rosier than yesterday, and his breathing was much steadier, but the fatigue between his brows was still clearly visible.
"A basin of warm water will do," Shen Liwu replied softly, "Continue with acupuncture for another day. The effect should be more obvious when combined with Chinese medicine."
Jiang Xichi stood aside, his eyes never leaving her movements. His gaze stayed on her slender fingers for a moment, then moved away, as if he was restraining something. His tone was still calm, but it contained a concern that was hard to ignore: "Do you need my help?"
Shen Liwu looked up at him and shook her head, “No, I can do it alone.”
Turning on the hot water, Shen Liwu washed his hands and started acupuncture. Madam Guan had already brought the boiled Chinese medicine over.
“Doctor Shen, is it enough to drink one bowl of this medicine? Is there anything I should avoid eating?”
Shen Liwu glanced at the medicine in Madam Guan's hand. She didn't expect the commander to be so quick and find all the medicine in one night. Rich people are always different.
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