He couldn't help but widen his eyes, his face full of confusion, staring straight at Yao Qingshuang, and couldn't help asking, "Mom, what are you doing?"
Yao Qingshuang's heart skipped a beat, but she quickly regained her composure, looking innocent as she explained calmly, "Oh, this is the ointment I bought when I was in Huainan Prefecture last time. I put it in my bag right after I bought it, but I almost forgot about it while traveling all the way.
The boss explained it to me in detail, saying it was a powerful ointment that not only protected against mosquito bites but also cleared away heat and detoxified. Seeing how miserable Minglan was, I decided to give it a try, hoping it would help.
As she spoke, she patted her bag lightly and seriously, as if to confirm that what she said was true.
After listening to Yao Qingshuang's words, Su Wencheng opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he felt that since the medicine had already been used on the child, it seemed too late to say anything now.
Besides, my mother had good intentions and wanted Minglan to get better quickly. If I were to investigate the origin of the medicine, it would seem a bit inhumane.
So, he could only sigh helplessly, swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue, and stood aside silently, hoping that this so-called ointment and medicine could really make his daughter's condition get better as soon as possible.
Doctor Bai had been paying close attention to Su Minglan's condition. When he saw Yao Qingshuang taking out the ointment and applying it while explaining it in detail, he couldn't help but feel curious and came over with interest.
He stared at the ointment in Yao Qingshuang's hand, with an inquiring glint in his eyes, and said tentatively, "Old Lady Yao, would you mind showing me this medicine?"
When Yao Qingshuang heard this, she was shocked, but she quickly calmed down.
She secretly thanked her lucky stars that she had already erased the words "cooling oil" beforehand, otherwise it would be difficult to explain.
Without any hesitation, she handed the cooling oil to Doctor Bai and said with a smile, "Doctor Bai, please take a look. I came across this ointment by chance and thought it might be of some use to my child's illness, so I gave it a try. You're an expert, so it would be nice if you could take a look at it."
Doctor Bai took the ointment, first brought it close to his nose and sniffed it gently.
His expression was intensely focused, as if he was trying to uncover all the secrets of the ointment from the scent. After sniffing it for a while, he nodded slightly and muttered, "Hmm, this smell... is mint, mothballs..."
It seemed as if he was trying to identify the medicinal ingredients in it, but he couldn't explain it clearly.
Then, he carefully stretched out his finger, gently dipped a little bit of ointment on it, and applied the ointment-soaked finger on his wrist.
As soon as he applied it, as expected, he immediately felt a coolness spreading from his wrist. The coolness was so gentle, like a clear mountain spring flowing through his skin, making him feel particularly refreshed and comfortable.
Doctor Bai felt the coolness and a look of satisfaction crossed his face. He narrowed his eyes slightly, nodded again, and said with certainty, "This ointment is good. Judging from the cool feeling and smell, it should be effective for heatstroke. This time, the child's condition may improve faster."
After saying that, he handed the ointment back to Yao Qingshuang, with a little more expectation in his eyes, hoping that the ointment could be more effective on Su Minglan, so that the poor child could get rid of the pain as soon as possible.
After Doctor Bai carefully examined the ointment, he handed it back to Yao Qingshuang.
He warned with concern, "You must pay close attention to the child's condition. If you find anything wrong, you must come and call me. Don't delay."
Everyone nodded in agreement, saying things like "Thank you, Dr. Bai, of course."
Doctor Bai took another look at Su Minglan, who was still lying there with a slightly flushed face, frowned slightly, then turned around and hurriedly chased back with the crowd that was gradually moving away.
Not long after Doctor Bai left, Su Minglan's eyes, which had been closed, slowly opened.
Her eyes were still a little confused. She opened her mouth weakly and asked in a hoarse voice, "Grandma, what's wrong with me? Why is my head so dizzy? I feel so uncomfortable."
As she spoke, she tried to raise her hand to rub her dizzy head, but just as she raised it a little, it dropped down again weakly.
Seeing that her granddaughter Su Minglan finally woke up, Yao Qingshuang's heart finally settled down. She was so excited that her eyes were slightly red.
Without a word, she quickly handed the water bag to Su Minglan's mouth, her voice full of anxiety and care: "Minglan, come on, drink more water. You kid, why didn't you tell me you were thirsty? Look, you've got heatstroke, and it really worried grandma."
"Grandma, I know there is not much water at home, so I thought I should drink as little as possible. I thought I could hold on, but I didn't expect... I still caused trouble for everyone." Su Minglan said with an embarrassed smile. Her little face was a little pale because of the illness, but at this moment, it revealed a sensible and well-behaved look.
Yao Qingshuang looked at her sensible appearance and felt both relieved and distressed.
She reached out her hand and gently patted Su Minglan's shoulder, her eyes full of love: "You are a little kid, don't worry about these things, there are adults at home, and we adults will naturally find a way to solve these problems.
You, the most important thing right now is to take good care of yourself. Drink water when you need to, and don't get sick again. If anything happens to you again, I really won't be able to bear it."
As she spoke, she pushed the water bag towards Su Minglan's mouth, indicating that she should continue drinking water.
She narrowed her eyes slightly and slowly looked at the mule cart parked nearby.
I saw that the mule cart was already filled with various luggage, parcels and miscellaneous items collected along the way.
However, when she looked carefully at Su Minglan's thin body, Yao Qingshuang thought to herself that although the mule cart was already very full, as long as she took a little time to rearrange it and squeezed the things in, there should still be room for Su Minglan to sit down.
Thinking of this, Yao Qingshuang immediately got busy.
She first carefully picked up the loose items on the mule cart one by one, and then piled them as high as possible to try to make more space.
Seeing this, others hurried to help organize the luggage.
After a lot of effort, they finally squeezed out a small corner on the packed mule cart.
Although this corner is not big, it is enough for Su Minglan to sit down.
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