Disfigured Female Doctor 13
After a moment of distraction, the old man pushed aside the people and came behind Shen Wanyue.
Shen Wanyue slowly turned around and looked at the old man in front of her, trying to match the number in her memory.
Finally, she asked uncertainly, "Are you Uncle Zhang?"
"It's really Zhou Wan." The old man's hands trembled with excitement.
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The little girl sat on a small stool and carefully colored the lanterns: "Brother Amo, I want red." Because her mouth was covered with a cloth, her voice was hoarse.
People around them kept looking at them, which made Amodasin feel even more uncomfortable, but he didn't take it off.
Indeed, who would not be nervous when seeing a burly man covering his face? If there was no little girl beside him, they would really think he was a bandit leader.
"Here you go." Both of them were covered in paint, but Amodasin showed no impatience at all.
But I just wonder why Madam Xiang hasn’t come out yet.
Nothing will happen?
Xiaoya, who always cares about her sister, noticed it earlier: "Sister hasn't come out yet?"
Amodasin said, "Maybe it's something important. When you finish making the lanterns, my wife will come out."
"Yeah. I'm going to give the best-looking one to my sister!" Xiao Ya devoted herself to her artistic creation again.
Inside the pharmacy.
The Uncle Zhang in front of him is Zhou Wan’s father’s senior brother.
After the acne in the town was sealed, he chose to travel around. His children said that he should stay quiet at his age, but only his junior fellow student's daughter encouraged him: "No matter how old you are, everyone has the initiative to reshape their lives. As the old saying goes, "If you hear the truth in the morning, you can die in the evening." Even if you are gray-haired, you can turn around resolutely if you have aspirations in your heart."
After his wife died of acne, Uncle Zhang decided to travel around the world again.
Zhou Wan's words had a certain motivating effect.
He provided free medical treatment everywhere, and now happened to be in Danzhou. Although he was away from home, his children at home often missed him and sent him letters.
Then he knew that Zhou Wan had suddenly disappeared.
I didn't expect to meet him here.
Shen Wanyue found this memory in her mind. At that time, Zhou Wan was already as dead as ashes, but she felt hopeful about life when she saw old man Uncle Zhang.
I just suffered a setback, how can I be defeated?
Then I returned home and heard my parents talking...
Uncle Zhang showed genuine joy on his face: "I'll have a good chat after I finish treating the patient." The old man looked very good and it seemed that he had not been wronged.
Shen Wanyue nodded and said, "I'll wait for you outside."
"good."
Mainly because she felt uncomfortable when everyone looked at her with curious eyes.
The little girl outside the medicine shop had just finished making two lanterns: "Okay! Brother Amo, do they look good?"
Amodasin looked at the colorful lanterns and said bluntly, "It's OK."
The little girl was not affected at all. She played with her own finger with a smile: "Hehehe, sister will definitely like it!"
“But why hasn’t my sister come back yet…” Looking at the door of the pharmacy, the familiar figure still didn’t appear.
Amodasin looked.
At this moment, Shen Wanyue came out carrying a large bag of medicinal herbs.
Xiaoya jumped and waved: "Sister, we are here!"
Chen Wanyue immediately spotted Xiaoya and the other person and walked towards them.
Amodasin stood up consciously and said, "To my wife."
The little girl held the most beautiful lantern in her hand and came to her: "Sister, sister, is it beautiful?"
Shen Wanyue handed the medicine bag to Amo Daxin and took the lantern: "Well, it's really beautiful. Xiaoya has the potential to become a great painter."
“No way…” The little girl’s cheeks were red, and she kept covering the corners of her mouth.
After teasing the little girl for a while, she turned to Amodasin and said, "Sorry to have kept you waiting. I met an acquaintance and chatted with him for a while."
"Oh? Sister, do you have any acquaintances here?" The little girl stared with watery eyes.
My sister once said that she didn't want to see acquaintances anymore...
Of course Amodasin didn't mind. To him, the lady was as much his master as the prince.
"Nothing."
Chen Wanyue said: "I want to get together with him again, if you..."
Before he could finish, Amodasin interrupted: "I want to follow Madam Xiang all the time."
"...Okay." Shen Wanyue smiled twice and turned to look at Xiaoya.
Xiaoya also said: "I want to follow my sister—"
".....Okay, very good."
Chen Wanyue thought that bringing Xiaoya out was a wrong decision. She thought she could hold back Jileta's people.
If Jileta knew that "she" was from Fengzhen and had participated in the diagnosis and treatment of acne, she might ask her for help.
Chen Wanyue thought that she was not a compassionate person.
Since childhood, she has been well aware of the survival rule of "If you don't work for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth."
In her heart, her own gains and losses are the yardstick for measuring everything, and the situations and sufferings of others have never really entered her eyes.
Jileta has helped her a lot, and she can repay her in other ways, but she must never put herself in danger.
Even if Zhou Wan had been infected with acne, she might not have produced antibodies.
Besides, her health is no longer as good as before after she was drugged by her father.
Chen Wanyue still feels powerless.
Besides, Xiao Ya would definitely not want to leave me, and she might get infected accidentally.
Today, I asked Xiao Ya and the other girl to cover their mouths and noses because we were worried that they might be infected by people around them who might be infected with acne.
Shen Wanyue, who thought she was indifferent, didn't know that deep in her heart she had already included Xiaoya in her domain.
The longer you stay outside, the more dangerous it is.
It’s still early, I don’t know when Uncle Zhang will come out.
After thinking it over again and again, Shen Wanyue decided to let Xiaoya go back first: "Amo Daxin, I may have a long time, can you take Xiaoya back first?"
The little girl looked sad: "Sister..."
She didn't look at the pitiful look of the child and said, "Sister has something important to do."
Xiaoya knew that she couldn't delay her sister's work, so she nodded reluctantly like a little chicken: "Okay..."
"good."
Chen Wanyue held the lantern and praised: "Let the lantern made by Xiaoya accompany me, okay?"
Xiao Ya then smiled: "Yes, it represents Xiao Ya."
Not far from where the lanterns are made is a river with large and small boats floating on it.
The curtains fluttered in the wind, the copper bells hanging on the bow rang "ding ding dong dong", and the stern followed with layers of silver-scale-like ripples.
Chen Wanyue adjusted her veil that was blown away by the breeze and said to Amo Dasin, "I am a grown-up, no one will harm me."
Amodasin's heart was open, he was not just worried about his wife's safety.
No matter how big his heart was, he couldn't help but feel doubtful.
My wife is hiding something from him.
Chen Wanyue had made a last-minute plan, who would have thought that she would run into an "acquaintance"?
She spread her hands helplessly: "If you are worried, you can let someone else take Xiaoya back, and you continue to follow me."
At worst, I can just go into the house and say hello to Uncle Zhang.
Unexpectedly, I received the news: "Everyone except me is out with Jileta." said Amodasin.
Shen Wanyue raised her eyebrows. Do we need so many people just to collect medicinal herbs?
No wonder I didn’t see anyone when I went out today.
Xiao Ya looked at her sister and then at brother Amo.
She clenched her little hands tightly, wanting to share her sister's worries.
"Ouch! Sister, my head hurts so much..." Suddenly, the little girl squatted on the ground holding her head, her whole body shaking.
Shen Wanyue and Amodasin were shocked.
"Xiao Ya, what's wrong?" Shen Wanyue worriedly grabbed Xiao Ya's wrist and felt her pulse. How could everything be normal?
However, Xiaoya seemed to be unable to bear it and lay on top of her: "Hmm... Is it the powder, sister? Xiaoya seems to have accidentally inhaled a little bit..."
Shen Wanyue's mind worked quickly: "How could it be..." How could it cause a headache?
Suddenly she realized Xiao Ya's intention.
"...This medicine will cause a headache. I have an antidote in my room!" Shen Wanyue picked up Xiaoya and patted her back, looking at Amodasin anxiously.
Amodasin had no doubts; he had never thought that a child would lie.
"Why don't we go to that pharmacy?" He just thought that it would be better to seek medical treatment nearby so that the little girl could be relieved of her pain as soon as possible.
Chen Wanyue frowned and said, "The herbs for making the antidote are scarce and difficult to make. It would be better if we go back and eat them quickly."
Xiao Ya took the opportunity to turn around and lie on Amodasin, tightly grasping the man's clothes: "Well - Xiao Ya feels so uncomfortable..."
Chen Wanyue said: "This acquaintance of mine is an elder, and it will take quite a while to inform him."
Amodasi knew how much the Central Plains people respected their elders, so he suggested, "I'll take Xiaoya back first."
"It's troublesome." Shen Wanyue breathed a sigh of relief, but her face was still worried. "The antidote is in the small box on the bottom left of the room."
The little girl held her head and cried, "It hurts..."
Amodasin nodded, and then ran towards the mansion without stopping for fear of delaying any time.
After they disappeared from view, Shen Wanyue picked up the lantern in her hand and took a look.
The praise for it is not false.
This is not the first time I have made lanterns with matching colors.
If this was the first time the little girl made a lantern, she could be considered gifted.
She thought, maybe Xiao Ya was a child from a family who made a living by her skills.
There are many boats and vendors nearby.
There were many small pavilions on the roadside. Chen Wanyue randomly found a less crowded place and sat down to wait for Uncle Zhang.
In addition to learning medical skills, she also wanted to know about Zhou Wan's father.
As a "fellow disciple", Uncle Zhang might know something that Zhou Wan doesn't know.
I don't know if it's because of the time, but the wind is a little stronger than before.
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Inside the cabin, the walls were decorated with bird patterns carved from agarwood, and hollow curtains made of pearls were hung on the beams and pillars.
Gilleta sits on the east side, with a cushion made of silver thread.
The main seat was covered with a golden mattress with pearl tassels hanging on the edge, and a man in a dark blue brocade robe sat on it.
In the center of the cabin is a round wooden table made of golden nanmu, with peonies carved on the four corners.
White smoke slowly rose from the incense burner in the room.
Jileta's face was not looking good. He hated dealing with businessmen. Why couldn't he be as easy to talk to as Xiao Zhaoming?
No, it would be difficult to communicate if it touched upon Xiao Zhaoming’s own interests.
They had been in a stalemate for half an hour.
One of his guards stood at his side, without a sword, and the rest were waiting outside the cabin.
The man in the main seat had a pair of triangular eyes and raised thin eyebrows: "This... Sir, it's been half an hour and you still haven't thought it through?"
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