After Qi Ren returned to the house, he held the handkerchief in his arms for a while, and then made some spiritual spring water to drink.
Half lying on the bed, he took small sips, afraid that drinking too quickly would be wasted.
He never thought that Doctor Zhu would come to see him. "I heard from my grandfather that Miss Jiang treated you. How is your condition? Let me take a look..."
As he said this, he was about to touch Qi Ren's wound, but the latter suddenly stood up and stopped him from touching it.
"Miss Jiang said that the medicine should be changed every three to five days. Don't touch it randomly to avoid infection."
So arrogant.
Doctor Zhu, “…”
"You kid only treat her as a doctor now, and I am just an outsider, right? Okay, then next time you have a headache or fever, don't come to me!" Doctor Zhu said as he walked out the door.
Qi Ren thought that this was impossible to guarantee, so he pulled the person back.
After a lot of explanations, Doctor Zhu finally changed his attitude.
The main reason is that he has more important things to do with Qi Ren, and he can't lose the big picture for the sake of small things.
"Um, Qi boy, do you still have the medicinal stone you bought from Miss Jiang last time?"
Hearing this, Qi Ren protected his chest almost as a reflex.
The first batch was eaten early, and the rest was exchanged for gold nuggets!
How could Zhu Rong know?
Qi Ren hugged his chest, his eyes full of vigilance.
Doctor Zhu didn't care about it. Instead, he pleaded, "Qi boy, I know you are not a stingy person. Can you give me a little more?
"To be honest, my wife and I were in our late thirties or even forty when we had our daughter. But ever since she was born, she's had a red birthmark on her cheek that we couldn't get rid of no matter how hard we tried.
"The girl loves beauty. For over ten years, because of this birthmark, she has never left the house. She's been sullen and doesn't see anyone. She even secretly used various medicinal powders and even cut herself with a knife behind my back..."
Doctor Zhu's voice choked as he spoke.
Qi Ren couldn't bear it, so he quickly poured him a cup of tea and said, "Oh, don't be sad, don't be sad, there will always be a bright future.
"You want medicinal stones, right?
"Lucky for you! I got another piece. I'll cut you half."
It sounds so pitiful.
Qi Ren took out the spiritual spring crystal without saying a word, pulled out the dagger from his calf and prepared to cut.
Zhu Rong wiped his tears and held his hand, "Don't panic, listen to what I have to say.
"It's the powder I got from you last time. I took it back and put it in a small box. I wanted to study it, but Mi'er found it and mixed it with other medicines without my knowledge and rubbed it on her face.
"I didn't know at first, but I only found out when she excitedly asked me a few days ago if the birthmark on her face had faded a little."
Qi Ren couldn't help but be curious when he heard this, "Ah, then... is it really effective or is it fake?"
My heart has long been inclined towards the former.
After all, he is very good at using it, otherwise he wouldn't be willing to spend a two-liang gold nugget!
Doctor Zhu sighed, "Ah... I don't know. Mi'er mixed too many kinds of powdered medicine. Who knows which one of them, or the combination of them, is the effective one?"
Qi Ren was anxious, "So has the birthmark faded?"
Zhu Rong recalled, "It seems... it's a little pale."
"That's it!" Qi Ren cut off half a piece and gave it to Zhu Rong. "Take it and study it carefully when you get back. As long as it's effective for Sister Mi'er's birthmark, I'll find a way to make it work again the next time I see Miss Jiang."
Zhu Rong stared blankly at the spiritual spring crystal, feeling deeply moved.
Her lips pursed, "Miss Jiang...it's not easy to ask for a piece, right?"
Qi Ren thought of his gold nude and felt a little pain in his teeth, but he still waved his hand and said, "Ah, what's our relationship? There's no need to talk about this. Just use it and we'll talk about it later when it's gone."
Zhu Rong stood up and bowed to Qi Ren. "I thank Guard Qi. I have saved some money from my medical practice over the years. I will give it to Guard Qi later."
"Hey! Don't send me off, I don't want it!" Qi Ren refused, but Zhu Rong had already run away like a gust of wind.
He shook his head. Although the old man was quite old, his legs and feet were still very nimble.
No one knew that except Zhu Rong, Yan Zhuo also subtly felt the magic of the spiritual spring water.
Ever since eating the wild fruits left by Jiang Ying and drinking Qi Ren's weird water.
He held the pen for three hours in a row without feeling tired at all.
You have to know that if it were in the past, two hours would be a struggle, and the remaining half hour would still be filled with numbness and tingling, and the whole person would have no strength and be sweating profusely.
But Yan Zhuo has gotten used to it.
I even deliberately challenge my limits, because only in this way do I feel that I am truly alive.
When his hand was first disabled, even raising it was a luxury for him.
It was because of repeated practice and not giving up that I gradually made a significant recovery and my left hand was able to hold a pen and write.
Although his right hand was still seriously injured, Yan Zhuo stubbornly believed that as long as he continued to persevere, he would definitely gain something.
Looking at his left hand that suddenly grew stronger, Yan Zhuo, as if possessed by a ghost, slowly raised his right hand to pick up the pen held in his left wrist.
——He had tried this action countless times and failed countless times, but in the next second, he did it!
He held the brush firmly in his right hand for about ten breaths before it dropped on the table with a "bang".
The black ink broke apart and smudged, ruining the big characters he had just written.
But Yan Zhuo didn't feel sorry at all, on the contrary, his heart was beating fast!
Is there any chance for his hand to fully recover?
…
The small spiritual spring water, like the wings flapping inadvertently in the South American rainforest, silently causes the butterfly effect.
Jiang Ying didn't know about this. She took the money and asked Chen Ma to buy seasonal fruits to eat.
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