Jiang Haitang just patted the back of Qin Yuhuan's hand and said, "Relax and don't put too much pressure on yourself. You've done a good job."
The pulse will not deceive people.
"Doctor Jiang, I want to ask..."
Qin Yuhuan secretly glanced at Ziyi, and Ziyi seemed to have received her brain waves at the first moment and gave her a bright smile.
"From my personal perspective, you can choose to tell her. At least she'll understand when you're feeling down for no reason, and you won't have to force yourself to pretend." Jiang Haitang seemed to have guessed Qin Yuhuan's thoughts and smiled after giving her advice. "Of course, this still depends on your own comfort."
"You..." Qin Yuhuan blushed as if her intimate relationship was seen through by a third party, but she did not deny it. She only said one more sentence, "I am always happy in front of her and I won't pretend."
This is equivalent to implicitly acknowledging what Jiang Haitang said.
"I didn't say anything," Jiang Haitang blinked. "Aying and I, look, the veteran cadres over there are experienced people, we know it."
It would have been better if she didn't say anything. The more considerate Jiang Haitang was, the redder Qin Yuhuan's face became.
"Sister Jiang, how is Xiao Qin?" Although they were talking, Ziyi came over immediately when she saw Jiang Haitang and Qin Yuhuan stand up, and the address smoothly transitioned from Doctor Jiang to Sister Jiang.
Jiang Haitang and Wen Jiuying exchanged helpless glances. The child was too familiar and not annoying, so the older sister seemed to have no choice but to agree.
"It's nothing serious. I'll just need to take some Chinese medicine to recuperate." Jiang Haitang joked, "Why, now that Xiaozi's goal has been achieved, my raw coconut latte is gone?"
"Sister Jiang, my coffee is very strong. I'm just worried that you won't be able to sleep at night after drinking it." Zhiyi, who was very good at climbing up the ladder, perfectly caught the ladder handed to him by Jiang Haitang.
Jiang Haitang wrote the prescription and went to the medicine cabinet to get the medicine.
"You two little ones, can you cook Chinese medicine?" Jiang Haitang seemed to have memorized what medicine was in every compartment of the medicine cabinet. She could just open the drawer of the medicine cabinet and get what she wanted without even looking at the labels.
"It seems like we need to use a casserole, right?" Ziyi looked at Qin Yuhuan and said uncertainly.
Qin Yuhuan also hesitated, "Isn't the clay pot used for clay pot rice okay?"
The big casserole she used to make soup cracked last time, so she later bought a small casserole the size of a palm. However, she didn't bother to study the difference between one casserole and another.
Wen Jiuying: ...
She reached out to Jiang Haitang and said, "Give it to me."
When handing over the medicine bag, Jiang Haitang secretly scratched Wen Jiuying's palm and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Aying."
"It's not hard work, but I have to pay for the cooking service." A smile flashed across Wen Jiuying's eyes, "Xiaozi said she would give you a black card for Chunyang Hut."
There is also a black card that gives discounts throughout the Longxing Shopping Mall, but this card is not as attractive to Jiang Haitang as the one from the milk tea shop.
"Xiaozi has paid a lot for her old classmates." Jiang Haitang teased.
Before Ziyi could do anything, Qin Yuhuan seemed to be about to combust on the spot.
While Wen Jiuying went to the back room to boil the medicine, Jiang Haitang began to teach the two children, "You need to buy that kind of boiling pot."
She randomly found a link on her phone and handed it to the two of them. "Boil one packet of medicine twice, mix the two doses together, and then divide it into two portions. Drink one portion at a time. You can also boil it in water. The medicine packet Ah Ying gave you is already boiled. When you go back, you can boil it in hot water and drink it."
Ziyi counted on her fingers how long it would take to boil the medicine once, which made Jiang Haitang laugh. "I'm just giving you two some basic knowledge. We have a decoction service for you. It's three yuan a pack. You two can choose to have them boil it for you."
"Didn't that delay Sister Wen for a long time?" Ziyi still felt a little sorry.
The key is that the frying fee is really cheap. Wen Jiuying’s normal hourly wage cannot be calculated in a few dollars.
"Don't delay her. She's still working while I'm watching the fire." Jiang Haitang glanced back. "Professionals do professional things. My Ah Ying is a professional at decocting medicine."
I've been with her for so long, and although I haven't learned much else, she's an excellent master at decocting medicine.
Wen Jiuying brought out a plastic bag with the Jianghetang logo printed on it and handed it to the two of them. "The instructions are all on the label. Just drink it as directed when you get home."
"It's only enough for half a month. When you finish it, come back when you have time. The recipe needs to be adjusted. I'll be in Jincheng for the next while."
The two of them readily agreed and then said goodbye.
On the way back, Qin Yuhuan looked like he was worried about something.
Xiao Qin was feeling depressed, and Ziyi, a delicate flower, was starting to get anxious. She took out the medical record book she had brought back from the clinic and began to carefully decipher Jiang Haitang's handwriting: "Liver so-and-so knot, so-and-so injury?"
Ziyi: ...
What kind of characters are these? Do doctors need to take special courses on calligraphy? Every person’s handwriting is like an ancient spell, so difficult to understand.
Qin Yuhuan was finally amused by Ziyi. "It's liver qi stagnation, and worry hurts the spleen. I remember in Chinese medicine it says the spleen governs transportation and transformation. Maybe my spleen is weak and unable to transport and transform, so I have a lot of dampness and always get small blisters."
Ziyi's basic understanding of Chinese medicine was still limited to drinking chrysanthemum tea and soaking wolfberries for internal heat. What Qin Yuhuan said left her confused, but it sounded like a very difficult problem. "I'll go see Doctor Jiang again, don't be afraid."
"Xiaozi, I'm not afraid. My illness isn't serious. Don't worry." Qin Yuhuan's eyes shone softly. "I was just... thinking about whether I should tell you that I might have depression."
Her eyelashes drooped as she continued walking forward, holding Ziyi's hand. "I just had suspicions before, but I didn't dare to see a doctor, and I couldn't. Before I went, I could pretend I was still a normal person. I hesitated whether to tell you. I didn't want to hide it from you, but I wanted to delay it, delay it a little longer. But hiding it from you, I feel uncomfortable."
"I know." So that was the matter. Ziyi breathed a sigh of relief. "Ayu, I've always known this. Have you forgotten that I'm from the previous life?"
"I told you before, the ending of your last life, your story... It became a hot topic, and everyone is promoting depression. I know you might feel down for no reason, and I also know you might suffer from insomnia. I also know you're trying very hard to live. Sister, I know everything. You're doing great. I'm proud of you, really."
Ziyi hugged Qin Yuhuan, her eyes suddenly burning hot. "You always say thank you to me. Today I want to say thank you to you too. Thank you for your efforts and thank you for waiting for me. We will listen to Sister Jiang and take medicine to treat the disease. I am here this time, and we will keep going."
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