These days, the news that Su Ruyi's grandfather had come to visit has spread throughout Dingjiatun, and no one has any doubts about it.
Upon closer inspection, the two people's eyebrows and eyes are indeed very similar.
Zhong Misu was unaware of this.
At this moment, Hu Zhenbo chimed in, "Zhong Zhiqing, this is Su Ruyi's grandfather. Before he retired, he was an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor in Haicheng. He's been helping Su Ruyi treat patients these past few days!"
Hearing him say this, Zhong Misu no longer had any doubts, and her attitude became much more respectful: "Then I'll trouble you, Grandpa!"
"Don't call me grandpa! Just call me old man!" Su Qiushi glared at him again.
Zhong Misu could only say, "Thank you for your trouble, sir!"
Su Qiushi deftly untied Zhong Misu's splints.
Su Ruyi's skills are impeccable. Although Zhong Misu fell on the oxcart, her fractures were not dislocated at all, and now they are almost fully healed.
Su Qiushi mixed the medicine powder he had prepared with vegetable oil and applied it to Zhong Misu's broken leg.
Zhong Misu was a little surprised: "Why does this medicine taste different?"
“Different stages of recovery require different medications. What, you don’t trust me with the medicine I personally prepared?” Su Qiushi glared again, his temper flaring.
Zhong Misu stuck out her tongue: "I'm sorry, Grandpa, I was just asking."
"Stop talking so much." Su Qiushi said bluntly. His subordinate quickly changed the dressing and fixed the splint, then held out his hand, "Settle all the recent consultation fees."
"Hey!" Zhong Misu pulled out a ten-yuan note from her pocket. "Keep the change!"
"Not enough!" Su Qiushi's hand was still outstretched in mid-air. "My silly granddaughter has been using the best medicines for you. She's used several old ginseng roots alone!"
Zhong Misu hurriedly took out money again, one bill after another, all of them were ten-yuan notes, and gave out a total of more than three hundred yuan.
Only when Su Qiushi could no longer hold the money and it fell to the ground did he turn around and leave.
Hu Zhenbo stood to the side, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.
Zhong Misu smiled foolishly and murmured, "Ruyi is angry, so she's sending her grandfather to seek revenge on me!"
After the last time, when Hu Zhenbo said that he had acted unfairly and gone too far, Zhong Misu suddenly didn't hate Su Ruyi as much anymore.
Su Qiaoqiao is about to be sentenced, so for the next few years, he will only be able to see Su Ruyi.
Isn't the signal from heaven clear enough?
Right now, watching the old man storm off in anger, he felt quite pleased—Ruyi's sulking with him meant that Ruyi still cared about him!
However, his happiness did not last long.
That very night, his legs became incredibly itchy!
At first, it was just a slight itch, like many ants crawling on it.
But soon after, these ants did not just crawl over; they began to bite.
Zhong Misu could no longer hold back.
Ignoring Hu Zhenbo's advice, he unwrapped the bandages covering his splint.
The skin, coated with a layer of grayish-white ointment, showed no obvious abnormalities on the surface.
But the excruciating itching sensation drove Zhong Misu to the brink of collapse.
Zhong Misu even shed her first tear of humiliation since coming into this world.
I had ointment applied to my skin, so I didn't dare to scratch it.
Zhong Misu could only take a sewing needle and kept poking and prodding with the eye side of the needle.
However, it did not relieve the intense itching at all.
Zhong Misu struggled until 2 a.m., and her condition was getting worse.
Hu Zhenbo quietly slipped out and went straight to the village clinic.
"Dr. Su! Dr. Su, are you asleep?"
Su Ruyi woke up with a start when she heard someone calling her name in her sleep.
She listened again...it sounded like Hu Zhenbo's voice? A Monterey accent?
She quickly put on her clothes and opened the courtyard gate: "Hu Qingqing? What happened?"
"Hurry, Zhong Zhiqing is dying!" Hu Zhenbo said slurredly, sweating profusely with anxiety. "I know I shouldn't have bothered you so late, but I'm afraid Zhong Zhiqing won't make it!"
"It's not working? Has he caught some kind of serious illness?" Su Ruyi was very surprised. When the old man went to change his dressing, he didn't hear that Zhong Misu had any illness.
"Dr. Su, please, I know Zhong Zhiqing has angered you. But he's really in serious condition. Please come with me to take a look. Saving a life is a great act of kindness!"
Hu Zhenbo was genuinely anxious because Zhong Misu was his benefactor.
Thanks to Zhong Misu's money, the lives of his parents and siblings back in Mengshi have improved considerably, and his younger sister is no longer malnourished.
This Zhong educated youth was not only rich, but also very well-off!
You couldn't find another God of Wealth like this even with a lantern!
"Alright, wait for me to get the first-aid kit." Su Ruyi had no choice but to go around to the village clinic on the front, open the door, and follow him with the first-aid kit on her back.
When they arrived at the destination, they saw Zhong Misu scratching his head in frustration.
The splints that were originally in place have been removed.
The sewing needles were no longer enough to relieve the itch. Zhong Misu was scratching his legs, hands, and the bed with his hands, leaving them covered in ointment.
Moreover, the skin on his legs was already scratched open, and traces of blood were seeping out.
Su Ruyi immediately frowned deeply.
That's not right...
how so?
She took a small amount of ointment with a cotton swab, smelled it under her nose, and immediately understood—Old Master Su had done something wicked!
She identified several of the ingredients that caused the intense itching.
The old man even used hemp grass to numb his skin for several hours to block out the itching.
The effects of the hemp grass wore off in about four or five hours.
They've done something bad again, and they can even delay the onset of the illness!
That's ruthless!
Zhong Misu and Hu Zhenbo stared wide-eyed, waiting for her diagnosis.
Su Ruyi pursed her lips. Naturally, she couldn't reveal that Old Master Su had done something wrong, so she could only try to cover it up.
Seeing her remain silent, Hu Zhenbo tentatively asked, "The old man came to change the dressing today. The color of the dressing is different from the last time. Could there be something wrong with the dressing?"
Su Ruyi said seriously, "I just checked the medicine, and there's nothing wrong with it. Besides, I prepared all the medicine for the old man myself, so how could there be a problem? Zhong Zhiqing, you're having an allergic reaction! Tell me, what did you eat today?"
Zhong Misu stared at the ceiling, trying hard to recall: "For breakfast, I had corn porridge and a poached egg. For lunch... I had hand-pulled noodles. The noodles were a mixture of two kinds of noodles, and I had dried radish as a side dish! Oh, and half a salted egg. For dinner..."
He suddenly gasped, "I ate frog legs for dinner! But... I only ate two!"
"Frog legs? Where did you get frog legs?" Su Ruyi asked curiously.
Hu Zhenbo answered from the side, "Sun Shengtian caught it. He brought it over specifically to sell to us."
"What? Frogs are everywhere, why would he sell them?" Su Ruyi was very surprised.
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