Xiao Yunze pushed the box closer, his eyebrows moving slightly, "Miss Song, the ink you want is in this box."
"Let me see." Song Tingwan squatted down and opened the lock on the box.
The next moment, Song Tingwan exclaimed and looked up at Xiao Yunze, "You bought so many?"
In the box, there are ink sticks, inkstones, wolf hair brushes, and a small box next to it, all neatly placed, which is very pleasing to the eye.
Song Tingwan closed the box and stood up. "You bought so many things. It must have cost a lot, right?"
Although she didn't know much about ink, she could still tell how precious this batch of ink was.
Every piece of ink has gold stamping!
Those ink strips were pure black before!
Xiao Yunze chuckled, squatted down, took out the small box from the box, and placed it on the square table beside him. "Open it and take a look."
So mysterious?
Isn't there an ink stick inside?
This small box is also very exquisite, and it is inlaid with many gems.
Song Tingwan looked at him suspiciously, then opened the box.
The inside of the box was covered with red velvet, on which lay a jade comb quietly.
The front half of the comb is lustrous white, and the back half is emerald green.
The colors in between transition very well.
Song Tingwan picked up the comb and studied it.
The touch is very comfortable, cool yet moist.
She couldn't describe it.
All in all, it's a nice, delicate comb.
Song Tingwan smiled, "Is this for me?"
The girl in front of him smiled brightly. Xiao Yunze tightened his hands behind his back and said, "Yes."
"Do you remember a patient who was in pain all over his body a few days ago?"
Song Tingwan raised an eyebrow. "Are you talking about the patient with rheumatoid arthritis? Was this a gift from her?"
"That's right." Xiao Yunze nodded. "Miss Song wants higher quality ink. The only way to get it within three days is to go to Li County. Coincidentally, the patient is also from Li County. This box was sent by her son to repay the young lady's kindness."
"They also gave me a lot of gold and silver treasures, but I didn't take them. The ink and wolf-hair brushes themselves were not cheap. Xiao thought this comb was nice, so he packed it in."
"Does the girl like it?"
Song Tingwan nodded. "I like it. It's very beautiful. Thank him for me. These things are really precious. Remember to tell him that if his mother gets any pain again in the future, remember to come to me."
"Okay. What do you think of this batch of ink? Does it meet your requirements?"
"It fits perfectly! It fits perfectly! It's even better than I imagined."
"As long as the young lady is satisfied." Hearing this, Xiao Yunze felt relieved, but the next moment his face turned worried. "But there is one more urgent matter."
Song Tingwan put the jade comb back into the small box. "What happened? Is someone sick again?"
Xiao Yunze nodded affirmatively, "Yes, the doctor said it's tuberculosis and it's incurable. I wonder if Miss Song has any way to treat it?"
tuberculosis?
tuberculosis?
Song Tingwan thought for a while and said, "Can you tell me the specific symptoms?"
Xiao Yunze has strong expressive ability, and Song Tingwan understood it quickly.
Fever, cough, chest pain, loss of appetite, and even hemoptysis in severe cases.
It is indeed a typical symptom of tuberculosis.
Plus, the doctor there...the doctor also said it was tuberculosis, so there was basically no way around it.
Song Tingwan understood that this kind of disease would have been fatal if contracted two thousand years ago and was incurable.
"Tuberculosis is highly contagious. How many people have contracted the disease?"
"Sixteen."
Song Tingwan stroked his chin. "Then I'll prescribe a month's supply of medicine for each person. If it's effective, you can come to me a few days in advance to get more medicine. Remember to isolate them and try not to have contact with outsiders."
Xiao Yunze was a little worried, "Miss Song can't be cured?"
"That's not the case." Song Tingwan shook his head gently, a hint of sadness lingering between his brows. "This disease can be completely cured in our world. It's just that the people in our two worlds have different body resistances. How can I tell you, I have to let them take the medicine first and see how it goes. Do you understand?"
"So that's how it is." Hearing this, Xiao Yunze felt a little relieved.
That means there is still hope.
"That's right, and there are many more things to pay attention to. I'll write them down for you." As he said that, Song Tingwan walked towards the counter.
Xiao Yunze suddenly remembered that the note Song Tingwan had left for him was in Daqing language. He couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why did Miss Song write in our Daqing language?"
Song Tingwan's almond-shaped eyes curved into crescents, and she raised her phone and shook it, "Of course, it's by phone."
After learning the reason, Xiao Yunze sighed again: "Mobile phones are indeed strange things."
Another day passed, and Song Tingwan got up early, got himself ready, and went to "Mo Se Sheng Xiang" with the ink sticks and inkstone.
Yesterday, I asked Fang Shijie to make an appointment with that mixed-race customer, and finally the meeting time was set for this afternoon.
There were nine pieces of ink in the box that Xiao Yunze brought the day before yesterday.
Afraid that what he picked would not suit the customer's taste, Song Tingwan took them all away.
When I arrived at the store, Fang Shijie was already there.
Song Tingwan was a little surprised, "Isn't it time yet? Why are you here so early?"
Fang Shijie smiled shyly, "Sister, I thought you were going to meet a client today. If you want to come early to prepare, I can help a little."
"That's thoughtful." Song Tingwan smiled and shook the tote bag in her hand. "I just want to take out the ink sticks and organize them. Can you help me?"
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