The old lady's expression changed slightly, and her heart began to pound. Master Chang said that the little girl knew medicine. Could it be that she could tell that Huaiyuan had a problem with his body?
"Girl, did you notice that your Uncle Sang is unwell?"
"No, I just feel more at ease with a physical exam. It's best if you're healthy, and if you are, it's good to take preventative measures!" Ye Qingqing explained with a smile.
She couldn't be sure if Sang Huaiyuan had any heart problems. If he didn't, her hasty statement about his heart condition would surely upset the Sang family.
The old lady looked at her suspiciously, but didn't ask any further questions. However, she had something on her mind and planned to have Sang Huaiyuan go to the hospital for a check-up in the next few days.
Regardless of whether the girl has actually figured something out, it's necessary for her to get a checkup. The girl is right; it's best if she's healthy, and if she is, she should get treatment early.
Lu Mo dialed He Weishao's number and asked, "Ding Ba, are you still in contact with him?"
"Yes, why are you looking for him?" He Weishao was quite surprised.
"Ask him to do some side work this afternoon, and you can come to my house for lunch. I'll tell you what's going on then."
“Okay, I just happened to get some good deer tendons. I’ll have your mom stew them for you.” He Weishao readily agreed; he had originally planned to send the deer tendons over anyway.
Lu Mo hung up the phone and saw Ye Qingqing chatting happily with the old lady. Ye Qingqing was sitting next to the old lady, facing her, and even slightly bowing. The scene was very harmonious, just like a grandmother and granddaughter.
"I'll teach Sister Li how to massage. I can only come once a day; I can't leave at night," Ye Qingqing said somewhat embarrassedly.
"Don't go out at night. You're beautiful, and there are many bad people outside. Never go out alone. You don't need to come here often; just come and visit me when you have time." The old lady's expression became serious as she repeatedly instructed her.
"Um!"
Ye Qingqing felt a warmth in her heart. She felt that the old lady was more like her grandmother than her own grandmother. The old lady never cared whether she would get into trouble if she went out at night. The old lady only cared about how much meat she ate and how much work she did.
It took more than an hour to teach Xiao Li, but his technique was still very clumsy.
"Just practice more and you'll get better," Ye Qingqing encouraged.
She planned to go back and look through medical texts to see if there were any prescriptions to boost the old lady's immunity, and then prescribe some for her. In her previous life, she didn't know exactly how long the old lady had lived, but her current condition was not good.
Ye Qingqing said goodbye and prepared to push Lu Mo away. As she turned around, she caught a glimpse of a photo on the cabinet. It showed a beautiful girl in a red dress sitting on the lawn, smiling at the camera with her head turned to the side.
The house behind the girl is the Sang residence, but the Sang residence in the photo looks newer, and although the girl's clothes don't reveal the era, it's obvious that the photo was artificially dyed.
In the past, photos were all black and white. During the Republic of China era, a new profession emerged called colorist.
A colorist is someone who manually colors black and white photographs. A skilled colorist can create color photographs that look just like the real thing, lifelike and vivid. A mediocre colorist, on the other hand, can create something that looks like a theatrical performance, which is quite comical.
The photo of the girl on the cabinet was clearly colored by a professional colorist. The lawn, the background behind her, and even the flowers in the garden were colored. You can even see the blush on the girl's face. The most eye-catching thing is the girl's fiery red dress, which complements her radiant smile. She is even more beautiful than a painting.
"Grandma Sheng, is this a photo of you when you were young?" Ye Qingqing couldn't help but ask.
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