Chapter 158 Asking for it
Seeing Wen say this, Zhuang Qingsui thought she was also getting better and grinned: "Okay, I get it."
"Don't bother with that. Go and take a rest. I'm awake now and feeling better. Just do whatever you want. If you're around, I'll look like an old man who can't move."
Seeing that Zhuang Qingsui was still hesitating, Mrs. Wen's face suddenly darkened. She glanced at her and said, "Even if you can't rest, you can go to the tofu shop and see if there is anything you can do to help."
It was daybreak, and it was time for Bai San and Dong Dazhui to transport the tofu. They were very busy. Zhuang Qingning was so tired that she fell asleep and had no time to take care of all this. So she had to go and see if there was any way she could help.
Zhuang Qingsui thought about it and wavered a little, but still looked at Wen with some concern: "Then I'll go to the tofu shop first. Aunt, if you have any problems, please call us."
"Go ahead." Mrs. Wen was a little impatient: "You are so noisy at such a young age. I really don't know who you are like..."
Seeing that Mrs. Wen had a sullen look on her face, Zhuang Qingsui decided not to stay in the room any longer. He went out and went to the tofu shop.
When Mrs. Wen saw Zhuang Qingsui leave the room, she leaned back a little and half lay on the bed.
Thinking about what I just said to Zhuang Qingsui, I couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Her temper is always doing bad things, but she never thought that it could also have a good effect.
Let Zhuang Qingsui go to the tofu shop to take a look and help Zhuang Qingning get the job done, which will also allow Zhuang Qingning to have a good rest.
Come to think of it, this girl is quite interesting. She is so strong at heart and treats people so cruelly, but she can be so gentle to people close to her. She can switch between these two faces so easily and skillfully.
It makes her look stupid and incompetent...
Mrs. Wen thought of what Zhuang Qingning said yesterday and blinked her eyes again and again.
Zhuang Qingsui was outside arranging the distribution of tofu.
The task of transporting tofu in the morning has already formed a fixed procedure, and everyone has their own responsibilities. However, everyone is used to Zhuang Qingning being here on weekdays. She is not here today, and it seems like a backbone is missing. They always feel empty in their hearts.
Fortunately, Zhuang Qingsui was here, and he followed Zhuang Qingning's usual practices and acted like a little adult, which added a lot of joy and reduced the sense of discomfort.
The tofu, dried tofu and bean curd sheets that should be distributed were distributed one by one. Dong Dazhui and Bai San also took away the tofu in turn. Zhuang Mingliang led the people to clean the tofu pot, took a short rest, and arranged for the next round of work to prepare to make tofu in the afternoon.
Zhuang Qingsui breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that everything was going according to plan.
Seeing that Zhuang Qingning was still asleep, Zhuang Qingsui went to ask Wen if she wanted to eat the tofu pudding that was just warming on the stove.
Mrs. Wen had no appetite at the moment, but she was worried that if she didn't eat while she was sick, she would become weaker. If she was not feeling well, Zhuang Qingning would have to trouble taking care of her, so she forced herself to sit up and ate half a bowl of tofu pudding.
As soon as the bowl was put down, Zhuang Yonghe came with a doctor named Shi.
Zhuang Qingning had just woken up and seeing Doctor Shi coming, he hurriedly asked him to see Mrs. Wen.
Doctor Shi felt the patient's pulse, and asked about his diet over the past two days and what happened yesterday. Finally, he stroked his graying beard and said, "It's nothing serious. It's just a high fever caused by anger. Fortunately, he sweated and the fever went down last night. He didn't suffer any injuries. I just need to prescribe some medicine to calm his mind and he will be fine after taking it for a few days."
"You need to eat light food these days, get enough rest, don't get too angry, and be more open-minded about everything. You will recover after a period of rest."
"Thank you, doctor." Zhuang Qingning said, "Then please write a prescription and we will go get the medicine according to the prescription."
"Okay." Doctor Shi nodded, took out a piece of paper and pen from the box, wrote down the prescription and handed it to Zhuang Qingning: "Take this dosage three times a day. The medicine should be boiled thickly and taken half an hour after a meal."
"Thank you, doctor." Zhuang Qingning took the prescription and reached for the purse around his waist: "Doctor, this consultation fee..."
"Not a penny." Doctor Shi shook his hand.
Zhuang Qingning was a little surprised.
In this era, studying medicine is a very hard and expensive task.
Because identifying herbs and learning to read and write both cost some money, and even becoming an apprentice requires going through layers of selection. Even if one can become an apprentice to a doctor, it will take at most seven or eight years, or at least more than ten years, before one can see patients. During the apprenticeship period, not only does one not have any salary income, but one even has to pay a large sum of filial piety to the master every year.
Zhuang Qingning's childhood friend Zhuang Wencheng was like this. He spent a lot of energy and money to learn medicine, mostly for the purpose of having a stable life and earning some money in the future.
Because studying medicine is very difficult, the doctor's consultation fee is always quite high, but this doctor doesn't even charge any consultation fee...
Could it be that he is the kind of philanthropist who only wants to help patients and do good deeds? "Don't get me wrong, young lady. I am not the kind of philanthropist who only does good deeds. This time, I am just not charging you for the consultation."
Doctor Shi stroked his beard and said, "I just want to ask you, young lady, what prescription did the patient take last night to reduce his fever? Would you like to tell me about it?"
Was the antipyretic medicine Xiaowu gave me discovered?
After all, he is a medical practitioner, so he probably knows that this kind of high fever can only be reduced by medicine, so he asked this question.
Zhuang Qingning blinked and said, "Doctor Shi, I'm sorry I can't agree to your request."
"I know that this prescription is indeed a valuable item, and it cannot be offset by a single consultation fee. If the young lady agrees, just name a price and I will pay according to the price." Doctor Shi said.
"Doctor Shi, this is really not about money..."
Zhuang Qingning said helplessly: "But I don't have the prescription you mentioned, so there is no way I can tell you about it."
"But looking at the patient's pulse, it is obvious that she has taken antipyretic drugs, and I guess this prescription should be good. If there is no prescription, how did the girl get the medicine?" This time, even Doctor Shi himself became curious.
"Doctor Shi, to be honest, this medicine was left by my parents. Only some powder was left. They said that when a high fever occurs, you only need to mix it with water and take it. There wasn't much left originally, and it was all used up when Aunt Wen had a high fever this time."
Zhuang Qingning couldn't explain the origin of this inexplicable thing, so he could only attribute it to the relics. He had deceived Zhuang Qingsui in this way before, so he was very familiar with it and did not feel embarrassed or nervous.
(End of this chapter)
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