Xiao Qingyin didn't rush to visit the Song family a second time, but instead had people keep an eye on what was happening at the Song residence.
Song Qingshan could easily find out how many joint diseases she had cured in Hong Kong. If no other doctor could solve his illness, he would come to her sooner or later.
She treated it as a vacation, spending her days strolling around the streets of Nan Yue with Yi Shuihan.
It's already the height of summer, and bright orange mangoes are everywhere on the streets, piled up like small mountains on carts.
Xiao Qingyin eats different things every day.
Mango juice, mango sticky rice, mango shaved ice, mango sago pudding...
I've gained several pounds.
She didn't realize she had gained weight; it was Yi Shuihan who noticed by patting his waist.
"There's a bit too much meat."
He said.
I really love it.
Xiao Qingyin suddenly realized, "I can't keep indulging in food and drink like this. I have to give up mangoes."
Yi Shuihan believed it to be true.
The next day, while wandering aimlessly in the countryside, she saw a wild mango tree and exclaimed excitedly, "Wow, these mangoes are amazing! Pick a few for me!"
Yi Shuihan: "..."
Who was it that said they were going to give up mangoes yesterday?
He glanced at it and shook his head: "There are no ripe mangoes on the tree."
"You can eat it raw too."
Xiao Qingyin replied.
Yi Shuihan chuckled and said, "We're not short of money, we can buy it later."
Xiao Qingyin shook her head vigorously: "Cooked ones have too high a sugar content, while raw ones have much lower sugar content, and eating them raw has a unique flavor."
Yi Shuihan was half-believing and half-doubting.
Raw mangoes are sour, right? Can you eat them?
But seeing Xiao Qingyin's excited expression, as if she couldn't wait to climb the tree and pick the mangoes herself, he still flew up the tree and picked seven or eight mangoes for her.
Xiao Qingyin bought dried chili peppers, salt, dried plums, and dried tangerine peel, and after some experimentation, she made a condiment.
Then peel the mango, remove the pit, and cut the flesh into long, narrow slices.
After sprinkling on the seasonings and marinating for fifteen minutes, he said to Yi Shuihan, "It's ready, you can eat it now."
Yi Shuihan: "..."
He could smell the overwhelming sourness even before he ate it, so he didn't really want to eat it.
Xiao Qingyin ignored him and started eating, one piece after another, with a satisfied look on her face.
"I really miss this taste, it's so tangy and refreshing!"
Yi Shuihan then picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.
Sour, spicy, sweet, and crunchy.
A variety of pungent smells instantly assaulted his senses, causing his entire body to tremble.
My first reaction: This is weird.
Second reaction: It seems okay.
Third reaction: It's actually quite delicious.
He ate one slice without realizing it, then picked up the second one... until the plate was empty, he realized he had eaten too much.
"Is it delicious?"
Xiao Qingyin said with a smile.
Yi Shuihan nodded: "It's delicious, but it's too filling, and my teeth feel sore."
It was so sour that he didn't really want to eat.
But I still want to eat mangoes.
"That's the charm of raw mangoes."
Xiao Qingyin smiled.
The two, with bellies full of unripe mangoes, sat lazily on deck chairs, enjoying the cool air.
Yi Wu suddenly knocked on the door: "Song Qingshan has sent someone."
Xiao Qingyin's spirits lifted.
Dzi beads delivered right to your door!
The visitor was Song Qingshan's butler, who said earnestly, "Master would like to ask you to take a look at his legs."
Xiao Qingyin didn't put on airs and went to visit Yi Shuihan together.
Song Qingshan was sitting in the reception room with his left leg bent and his right leg stretched out, as if he were frozen in place.
His wife's younger sister stood to the side, her brows furrowed tightly.
"It's been locked all day and I can't open it. What should I do?"
After the butler announced her arrival, she turned around and exclaimed, "Didn't I tell you not to open the door to these random people?! You actually brought them inside! What if they're assassins?!"
After saying this, he looked terrified, as if he had really encountered an assassin, and rushed in front of Song Qingshan, spreading his arms wide.
"Brother-in-law, I'll protect you!"
Song Qingshan said calmly, "I had the steward invite them."
Yu Xin'er: "..."
She stopped and turned around, exclaiming in astonishment, "Why did you invite them over? This woman can't possibly be a doctor!"
Xiao Qingyin raised an eyebrow.
Song Qingshan didn't reply to her, but gave Xiao Qingyin an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, Doctor Ye must have found this amusing."
Ye is a pseudonym adopted by Xiao Qingyin.
"It's alright," Xiao Qingyin smiled slightly. "Shall I examine you now?"
Song Qingshan nodded: "Yes, thank you for your help."
Yu Xin'er opened her mouth as if to say something, but Song Qingshan glanced at her and she obediently shut her mouth.
After examining Song Qingshan's legs and asking a few questions, Xiao Qingyin made a diagnosis: "Your meniscus is discoid, which makes it easy for your knee to lock up, and the older you get, the longer it will lock up..."
She explained what a meniscus was, and after listening, Song Qingshan asked her, "Can it be treated?"
“Yes,” Xiao Qingyin replied, “but the only option is to remove the meniscus.”
Early treatment may avoid the need for surgery, but Song Qingshan's has been going on for so many years that it had to be removed.
Upon hearing this, Yu Xin'er's expression immediately changed.
"Brother-in-law, how could you cut off your knee? How will you walk if you cut it off? Your leg will be completely ruined. She's trying to harm you!"
Song Qingshan asked, "Will I still be able to walk after it's cut off?"
"Yes, it's fine. It won't affect walking on flat ground, but it's best to avoid climbing mountains or stairs. Without the protection of the meniscus, it's easy to wear down the kneecap."
After a moment's thought, Song Qingshan made a decision.
"Then let's cut it."
Yu Xin'er glared at Xiao Qingyin with resentment.
"Brother-in-law, don't listen to her nonsense. Who needs surgery to treat a knee? She doesn't know anything about this..."
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