Chapter 168 What is this new way of taking medicine?
After comforting his young clan leader, Zhang Moyu turned his gaze to Zhang Benshan, who had been silent for a long time.
He glanced at his injured arm expressionlessly, thought for a moment, and felt that Zhang Molan was too busy to come back and discipline the brat. He had to teach him a lesson first to prevent him from causing trouble again.
"Come here, let me see your injury."
Zhang Benshan had a slightly ominous premonition in his heart, and knowing that he couldn't refuse, he moved over slowly.
Zhang Moyu pulled over his uninjured hand and took his pulse.
Well, it's just a simple skin injury. The injury is just a little larger in area, and it looks a bit bloody, which is unsightly. In fact, because the injury was treated quickly and properly, not much blood and qi was lost.
"Elder, it's just a minor injury. Don't worry about it. It will be fine in a few days."
In front of Zhang Moyu, an elder with rich experience in handling matters, Zhang Benshan did not dare to exaggerate, beg for mercy, and get away with it like he did when dealing with the patriarch.
The young patriarch, who is very serious about everything and has a sensitive mind, is more process-oriented, while elders like Zhang Moyu, who are ancestors, are mostly result-oriented.
So for the clan elders, the important thing is not that he conducted dangerous experiments at home secretly, but that the experiment failed and he injured himself.
The best way to avoid the attention of the elders is to heal quickly and restore the house to its original state.
"I'll get you some medicine. Drinking it will help you get better faster."
Zhang Moyu said this lightly, and then made a suggestion to Zhang Qiling.
"Chief, if you have nothing else to do right now, why not check on the child's studies first? I'll go and boil the medicine first."
Zhang Qiling looked at him with some confusion, and thought for a moment about the hidden meaning in his words.
Inspecting homework should be a casual reason, as if asking me to stay here first. Could it be that he wants me to keep an eye on Zhang Benshan and not let him find an excuse to escape the medicine?
Or maybe he wanted to use this as a warning to others, to warn himself so that he wouldn't follow his example and do things behind his parents' backs in the future?
Zhang Moyu didn't know that just one of his words made Zhang Qiling think so much.
Half an hour later, Zhang Qiling and Zhang Benshan sat opposite each other. Zhang Qiling was holding a book titled "New Edition of Fusion and Relativity of Medicinal Properties" written by Zhang Moyu in his spare time, and was examining it by reciting it.
Zhang Moyu brought out a bowl of brown Chinese medicine from the kitchen, with a small iron spoon in the bowl. The aroma of the freshly made Chinese medicine was so overbearing that you could smell the strange smell from a distance.
Zhang Benshan's attention immediately focused on the bowl of medicine. He had guessed that this would happen to him long before Zhang Moyu came in, so his expression remained normal at this moment.
His injury didn't actually require any medicine. Judging from the smell of this medicine, it was a mild tonic. If he guessed correctly, this medicine must have contained a lot of heat-clearing and fire-removing herbs.
For example, Coptis chinensis, Sophora flavescens, Scutellaria baicalensis, Atractylodes lancea, Lithospermum officinale...
Thinking of those medicinal herbs that tasted strange but were all extremely bitter without exception, Zhang Benshan took a deep breath and prepared himself mentally.
The clan elder personally prepared medicine for him, wasn't it because he wanted to use the bitter and unpalatable medicine to make him remember his lesson? This was the clan elder's good intention, and he understood it!
Zhang Benshan was about to stand up and take the bowl of medicine, but Zhang Moyu moved him aside and turned him around.
Zhang Moyu put the medicine bowl in Zhang Qiling's hand with his backhand. Facing Zhang Qiling's slightly confused and doubtful gaze, Zhang Moyu smiled very gently, and his voice was as warm as the spring breeze in March.
"The child must have been frightened. As the clan leader, you must take good care of him. His dominant hand is injured, so it will be difficult for him to drink the medicine. You will be the one feeding him this bowl of medicine."
After hearing his gentle advice, Zhang Qiling and Zhang Benshan both had question marks in their heads.
There's no need for that. It's just a minor injury. How could the Zhang family be so delicate?
Before the two of them could express their doubts, Zhang Moyu continued to speak slowly.
"I've got the spoons for you. Feed slowly, don't rush, and don't choke."
After saying this, Zhang Moyu left the two of them alone and went upstairs leisurely.
Zhang Qiling and Zhang Benshan looked at each other, and then their eyes fell on the bowl of medicine.
As we all know, Chinese medicine is not tasty, and the best way to consume it is to swallow it in one gulp.
When Zhang Benshan thought about such a big bowl of medicine with added ingredients, which he had to drink in small sips, his face turned green instantly.
According to this method, wouldn't his mouth be filled with sweetness after drinking it, and he wouldn't taste meat for three months?
He just knew it!
He knew that clan elder Zhang Moyu was not someone to be trifled with. The family records were not deceiving him!
Zhang Qiling picked up the spoon in the medicine bowl and stirred the Chinese medicine in the bowl. When he scooped up a spoonful, he found that it was actually a small spoon with a thin handle used for stirring. Zhang Qiling fell silent instantly.
With this exquisite little spoon, how long will it take for him to feed the baby one spoonful at a time?
The house has not been repaired yet, and he wants to rest more after coming back from outside. Time is so precious, why waste it on such boring things?
Although he felt that Zhang Moyu's bad taste really wasted his time, Zhang Qiling's mood strangely improved when he saw Zhang Benshan with a pale face.
All he paid was time, but the unfortunate child Zhang Benshan would be tortured repeatedly...
Zhang Qiling had a cold face, holding the medicine bowl in one hand and mechanically handing the bitter medicine to Zhang Benshan with the other hand.
When half of the medicine in the bowl was gone, Zhang Moyu suddenly came down from his room upstairs and lit a stick of incense on the small table at the edge of the living room.
These little unicorns who lead a refined life attach great importance to their quality of life if conditions permit, and they will light a few incense sticks at home from time to time.
Some time ago, most of the incense was ordered by Zhang Moyu and Zhang Benling. Occasionally, Zhang Zhiyi and Zhang Benshan would make their own incense and light two sticks to relieve their mood.
Thanks to his own hobbies, Zhang Benshan is not very good at other things, but he is quite proficient in incense.
This fragrance... I can tell as soon as I smell it that it conflicts with the smell of the medicine. There is definitely no good intention behind this fragrance!
After Zhang Moyu finished lighting the incense, he glanced at them and saw that they had followed his instructions, then went upstairs to do his own thing.
Sure enough, after only ten seconds of brewing, the aroma of the incense mixed with the aroma of the medicine, forming an indescribable strange smell.
The strong and strange smell came with great force, seemingly because refreshing herbs such as mint were added to the incense, making the smell extremely piercing and going straight into people's brains.
At this time, not to mention Zhang Benshan who was taking medicine, even Zhang Qiling who was innocently implicated couldn't help but slow down his breathing. He couldn't help but want to hold his breath and concentrate, and was secretly frightened.
Fortunately! Fortunately, it wasn't him who suffered this time!
A look of pity fell on Zhang Benshan. Zhang Benshan took another sip of Chinese medicine. Finally, he couldn't help but turned his head and retched to the side of the sofa, with a look of despair on his face.
"Almost done, there's still half a bowl left."
Zhang Qiling comforted him, but Zhang Benshan looked at the expressionless face of his family head, his breathing stagnated, and he couldn't help but retched again.
He suddenly realized that making the patriarch feed medicine was probably part of the punishment from the Mo Yu elders!
Facing such an expressionless face, and his boss who holds the power of life and death over him, this bowl of medicine will not only make him feel "long aftertaste", but he will probably also feel nauseous and indigestion.
Woohoo, this punishment from the elder is so cruel, where have you been, father? I need you to support me!!!
Zhang Benshan missed his unscrupulous father who went out to play, and with tears in his eyes he swallowed the bitter medicine that was fed to his mouth.
Because they took a different mode of transportation, Wuxie and the others returned much later, and only returned the next night.
Fatty Wang and Hei Xia Zi found themselves with nothing to do, so they followed Wu Xie to Hangzhou. They wanted to have some fun there first, go shopping during the day, stay at Wu Xie's Wushanju at night, and try the local specialty - all kinds of instant noodles!
Wuxie of course warmly welcomes friends who want to come to his house to play.
However, thinking that these two people knew about the "real and fake Third Uncle" and Xiaohua's "breaking up the couple", he felt that these two people did not come here out of boredom, but must want to watch his Third Uncle's good show!
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