Chapter 380 Tang Yue Treats Illness
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The Chang family was at a loss when faced with the room full of things. Old man Chang Xingbang was the first to come to his senses and ordered everyone to quickly pack up. Everyone woke up as if from a dream and began to carry these "mysterious gifts" out.
The first thing that caught his eye was the several large bags of exquisite clothing piled on top. Tang Yue hadn't taken out anything too flashy; a family like Chang Yin's couldn't afford to wear anything too conspicuous.
They were all ordinary clothes of ordinary colors and styles, but if you touched them carefully, you could tell the material was surprisingly good and the workmanship was extremely detailed. There were also wool sweaters, woolen trousers, scarves, hats, socks, and even several bags of wool.
There were also a lot of fabrics of various colors. There were also several pairs of leather shoes. The leather was soft and delicate. You didn't even need to put them on to know that they were not ordinary goods. Below were many exquisite boxes. Aunt Chang opened one at random and was so impressed by the exquisite jewelry inside that she couldn't take her eyes off it. This was a huge expense. Just this piece of jewelry, I don't know how much it is worth.
Beneath the jewelry box lay piles of food in cloth bags. There were all sorts of snacks and candies collected from Japanese supermarkets, colorful and shaped, exuding an alluring sweet aroma. Of course, they didn't have Japanese wrapping paper; Tang Yue had already prepared all of them in her space.
There are also tea leaves with an ancient appearance. With a light sniff, you can smell the elegant tea fragrance. It is said that these tea leaves are highly respected treasures in Japan.
Below are baskets of wild mushrooms, including porcini, morels, etc. Each one is fleshy and thick, making it an excellent ingredient for making soup; there is also honey from the Qinling Mountains. Because there is nothing to put it in, Tang Yue directly puts it in a small jar with a diameter of about 50 cm. The honey in the hive is slowly flowing into the small jar.
Scrolling down further, you'll find a wide variety of daily necessities. Japanese electronics are compact and sophisticated, including versatile portable radios that allow you to listen to the radio and catch up on current events anytime, anywhere; and well-made flashlights, bright and durable – a rare find in this era of relative scarcity.
Schisandra chinensis and chestnuts were packed in sacks. This was probably because they only had one sack of Schisandra chinensis, which was not enough for everyone, but four sacks of chestnuts.
Next to them were five sacks of rice and three sacks of flour. The flour was so fine that Feng Guiping and Aunt Chang had never seen it before.
There were also a few bags containing other grains and beans. These things were too heavy, so Chang's father, Chang's second uncle, and Chang Yin moved them out bit by bit. As a result, everyone was dumbfounded.
Pheasants, rabbits, wild goats and roe deer were piled in a corner, only slightly lower than the sacks.
The Chang family didn't know what to say or what they could say except wiping their sweat and working. Second Aunt Chang had only one thought in her mind: "I've made a fortune!" With all this stuff, even if I married ten wives, I wouldn't be able to use it all up.
The old leader went from being shocked at first to being numb now. He kept thinking about how to deal with these things. He thought that if he kept them all at home, he would be demoted to live in a cowshed.
When Chang Yin came back, everyone had not finished moving. Because the time was too short, everyone only moved these things out of Chang Yin's house. At this time, the corridor on the second floor was full of things.
Chang Yin couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling when he saw such a scene. He coughed lightly, breaking the silence in the house.
When everyone saw him coming back, they opened their mouths to say something, but they didn't know where to start. Only Chang Yin came over and bumped Chang Yin's shoulder, "Brother, you're awesome."
Tang Yue didn't care what the Chang family's reaction was. She felt that the battalion commander had helped her a lot. Now that she had the opportunity to visit the battalion commander's home, she naturally wanted to be nicer to her family. Besides, those things didn't exceed the specifications, they just looked too much together.
But none of those were looted from the Chinese people. They were brought back from Japan herself. There are also things from the Qinling Mountains where no one can enter. No one can say anything about it, right?
Even leaders couldn't afford extravagance these days. They couldn't always have meat on their tables. They also had to be frugal with their food. Thinking about it this way, Tang Yue felt like she had given him too little.
Lying on her bed in the guesthouse, Tang Yue suddenly remembered a lot of people. The one she was most worried about was Mr. Qi. He hadn't been there for a while, and she wondered how he was doing.
Thinking of this, she couldn't lie down anymore. The battalion commander said they would stay in Kyoto for two days. Tang Yue thought, is it okay for her to secretly go and see Mr. Qi now?
She could leave immediately, but where was Mr. Qi? She had never been there. Tang Yue had no choice but to use her consciousness to search Kyoto.
He searched area after area, and finally he saw Mr. Qi in an office. Tang Yue frowned. Why did Mr. Qi look thinner than the last time he saw him?
Moreover, he would press his lower abdomen from time to time, as if it hurt a lot there?
Tang Yue ignored the heavily guarded soldiers outside and slipped into the office building, arriving directly at Mr. Qi's office. The door was closed, and even through it, she could hear the rustling of Mr. Qi's handwriting and his heavy breathing as he endured the pain.
Tang Yue flicked her finger, and a trace of spiritual energy flowed through the crack in the door and hit Mr. Qi's eyebrows. Mr. Qi suddenly fainted and fell on the table.
Tang Yue pushed the door open and used her spiritual power to lift Mr. Qi to the small bed in the lounge. Her small hand touched Mr. Qi's wrist, and a trace of spiritual power began to flow through Mr. Qi's body.
She had wanted to do this the last time she saw Mr. Qi, but he hadn't given her the chance. But this time, seeing Mr. Qi in so much pain, she couldn't bear it.
This man was the pillar of China, a leader who truly did good things for the people. How could a good person endure such suffering? Now that she was here, she couldn't just stand by and watch.
Tang Yue frowned more and more as she watched. Mr. Qi really didn't take his health seriously. He had a lot of ailments from years of hard work. Moreover, because he had participated in the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, he had many old injuries that would flare up frequently.
When it came to the internal organs, Tang Yue couldn't help but stare wide-eyed. What? How could there be such a serious problem in the internal organs? Is this cancer? With such a healthy body, Mr. Qi is still working day and night. Tang Yue felt sad.
The spiritual power in her hand could not help but be poured into Mr. Qi's body, first warming his body, then slowly eliminating many chronic diseases. Finally, Tang Yue directly used spiritual power to impact the necrotic and diseased areas in the internal organs. Not long after, those necrotic and diseased areas became the same as other places.
Tang Yue curled her lips and smiled. Mr. Qi's current body, well, how should I put it, is no different from that of a young man. Tang Yue sighed inwardly. Oh, this should make Mr. Qi work even harder, right?
But what could she do? She couldn't control herself.
Tang Yue had originally come here to give Mr. Qi something, but now that she had done all this, she couldn't give him anything. Otherwise, Mr. Qi would eventually find out it was her. She had done so many good deeds without leaving a name, and this time would be no different.
Tang Yue curled her lips and smiled as she left.
Mr. Qi felt like he had never slept so comfortably before. When he woke up, he didn't quite understand why he was still lying in bed. He sat up in a flash, and then his whole body seemed to freeze.
What was going on? When had he become so skillful? Furthermore, was this his body? Why didn't it hurt at all after such a vigorous movement?
Mr. Qi lay down again in disbelief, then stood up again quickly. After several attempts, Mr. Qi fell silent. It's forbidden to promote feudal superstitions now, but at this moment, Mr. Qi didn't know how to describe his body.
Thinking carefully, he clearly remembered that he was writing a detailed plan, but how did he wake up in bed? Could it be that he fainted again?
Coming out of the lounge, he went to his desk and saw that the last stroke was indeed quite long. He sighed helplessly, thinking that it seemed that Old Tian had put him to bed.
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