Chu Xia knew about Cen Huaian's physical condition, and also knew that his current appearance was caused by the original owner and Wang Yulan.
Now that she is here, she must bear all the consequences of the original owner, so when Li Guanzhong scolded her, she admitted her mistakes very well.
"I'm sorry, I was really confused before. Now I know I was wrong, so I brought him to see a doctor. Doctor, can his body be adjusted now?"
Chu Xia looked worried and anxious, and Li Guanzhong nodded, thinking that she looked like a mother.
"It has to be treated slowly. It's best to use medicated food or warm Chinese medicine. If the Chinese medicine is too strong, it will not be good for his current body, and he will not be able to be replenished, making his body more fragile. Medicated food needs to be specially learned to be good. There are many tricks, and good ingredients are not cheap, so I suggest you use warm Chinese medicine. Although it is a bit bitter, I have told you how to do it, and you can boil the medicine yourself when you go home."
Chuxia nodded, looking trusting of him: "Okay, doctor, I listen to you."
After getting the prescription, Chuxia asked Li Guanzhong to take her pulse again.
"Your body is worse, how do you and your son live?"
He sighed and said nothing more. After all, patients have their own privacy.
However, he gave Chuxia more detailed instructions, telling her to follow the doctor's orders and take the medicine properly, and not to overwork, otherwise her body would not last more than a year.
Hearing this, Cen Huaian, who had no reaction to his own body, immediately turned to look at Chuxia, staring at her face, as if to determine whether what the doctor said was true or false.
Chuxia knew that what Li Guanzhong said was true. She did die of a serious illness a year later, and she had diagnosed herself in the same way.
With the prescriptions for both of them, Chuxia directly prepared the medicine in the hospital.
This is the largest hospital in Liangzhou City. As long as the medicinal materials are not particularly expensive and about to be out of print, other medicinal materials can be bought, and there is also a special Chinese medicine pharmacy.
The Chinese medicine prescribed by Li Guanzhong are all common Chinese medicinal materials, and they can achieve the best conditioning effect.
Expensive herbs are good, but they are not suitable for Chuxia and Cen Huaian's bodies.
Even if Chuxia writes her own prescription, it is not as suitable as the one written by Li Guanzhong. Li Guanzhong is an old Chinese medicine practitioner who has studied
Chinese medicine for a lifetime, and she is far behind him in the years she studied in her previous life. What's more, she has never seen a Chinese medicine case. She learned by watching her grandfather treat patients.
In addition to the herbs prescribed by Li Guanzhong, Chuxia also bought some herbs that can be used to make medicated food. They are all warm and neutral herbs, such as Dangshen and Poria.
Cen Huaian is illiterate, and he can't understand the prescription.
But he has been much quieter following along. Unlike the silence and awkwardness before, he is not as resistant to the hospital as before.
After leaving the hospital gate, Chu Xia suddenly stopped, pulled Cen Huaian aside, and asked him to open his mouth.
Cen Huaian did not open his mouth, and even turned his head away, trying to pull his arm free.
Chu Xia took out a packet of medicine powder, pointed at his mouth and said, "Doesn't it hurt? It was so hot just now, let me see."
Cen Huaian and Chu Xia were in a stalemate.
Seeing that he didn't open his mouth, it was not a good thing for the two of them to be like this, so Chu Xia said directly: "If you don't open your mouth, I will force you to open it..."
Before she finished speaking, Cen Huaian had closed his eyes, raised his head, and opened his mouth, with a stubborn look on his face that was forced, which made Chu Xia almost laugh.
But she quickly went to see the situation in his mouth, and sure enough, his tongue was burned too red.
She opened the medicine bag and gently sprinkled the light yellow medicine powder for treating mouth burns on it.
Cen Huaian only felt that the tongue in his mouth suddenly felt cold, and the pain on his tongue was gone.
He secretly opened his eyes and saw his mother's face, who was very close to him with her head down. He was stunned and stared at her face.
He had never seen his mother like this. In his limited memory, his mother always frowned, either crying or sighing.
But the mother now is not like that. He doesn't know what this is, but he has a vague feeling that she is different from the mother before.
"What are you staring at? Okay, don't lick it with your tongue."
Chu Xia put away the medicine bag, then pulled Cen Huaian to continue walking forward.
She was carrying three large bags of Chinese medicinal herbs, and together with the consultation fee, she spent more than twenty yuan. It
was considered expensive at that time. She worked as a textile worker, and her monthly salary was only 32.5 yuan.
It was mainly the medicine for two people bought in early summer, and she bought a lot for herself, otherwise she wouldn't have spent so much.
If you don't buy expensive herbs, ordinary common herbs are not expensive at this time.
Moreover, the prescriptions that Li Guanzhong wrote for her were all made with cheap herbs, which was also the norm for good Chinese medicine doctors at that time.
Her grandfather told her that people in the past lived in poverty, so they would give priority to herbs that could be cured with less expensive medicines so that patients could afford the medicines.
Even after she grew up and people's lives improved, her grandfather still had this habit. When he taught his apprentices and her, he also asked them to remember this principle.
After going out, Chuxia did not go home, but took Cen Huaian to a department store not far away.
Cen Huaian's clothes were torn, small and dirty, and he wore a pair of tattered cloth shoes with rotten soles.
Chuxia's clothes were still her work clothes, and the original owner had very few clothes.
The clothes her husband bought for her when she got married were also taken away by her mother. Later, she lived a tight life, and she had no time to eat, so she had no time to care about dressing up.
The salespersons in the department store were really as arrogant as the rumors said.
But the quality of the clothes is still good, but the styles are not new enough. Chuxia doesn't like them, and she doesn't know how to make them herself.
Now that the economy is open, there are people who secretly bring clothes back from Guangzhou to sell, and Chuxia is going to buy them outside.
The leather sandals look good, and Chuxia asked the salesperson to get her Cen Huaian's and her own sizes.
Cen Huaian has never been to a department store, and everything here seems new to him.
He looked at his mother who told the salesperson that she wanted to buy shoes, and he couldn't figure it out in his little head. His mother would definitely not come here before.
And does his mother really want to buy shoes for him?
Grandma said that it is useless for children to wear shoes, so there is no need to buy them. Just wear straw sandals, and buy them when they grow up, so as not to waste money.
Cen Huaian didn't believe that his mother would be willing to buy him a pair of shoes, but he didn't move when he saw Chuxia had asked the salesperson to bring out the shoes.
Chuxia asked Cen Huaian to take off his shoes: "Try them on to see if they fit."
Seeing that Cen Huaian didn't move, she squatted down and tried to help him take them off. As soon as she touched his ankle, Cen Huaian shuddered and stepped back.
Chuxia held his feet firmly: "Don't move. Help me stand firm."
Cen Huaian didn't move anymore, but he didn't help her either. He just let her take off his shoes with exposed toes.
His feet were dark, thin, and dirty. The salesperson next to him complained: "How can you sell shoes if they are so dirty after you try them on?"
Cen Huaian retracted his feet and turned his face away. His dark and thin face flushed a little.
Chuxia didn't even look at her. She put the shoes on Cen Huaian's feet and didn't care whether his feet were dirty or not.
"Your attitude is problematic. Shoes are for people to wear. I'm not not buying them. Leather shoes can be cleaned by wiping them if they are dirty. They are not cloth shoes that need to be washed."
The salesperson saw that Chuxia was not easy to mess with, so she frowned and didn't say anything else.
Chuxia then looked at Cen Huaian: "Try on and see if they fit you well?"
Cen Huaian had never worn such comfortable and soft leather shoes before. He didn't know how to put them on.
He took two cautious steps with his hands and feet together, his body tensed.
"Does it fit?" Chu Xia asked him.
Cen Huaian looked at her face, and couldn't tell whether she really wanted to buy it.
He lowered his head to look at the leather shoes, and his small, thin face, with only his eyes protruding, still had no expression, and he just said "hmm" in a low voice.
In his heart, he didn't believe that his mother would buy him a pair of leather shoes.
But if his mother really bought him leather shoes, he would definitely not let his grandmother take them away and give them to his cousin, even if she pinched him.
"Okay, let's wear this pair, and get a pair of brown ones in the same size."
Cen Huaian suddenly looked up at Chu Xia, and couldn't believe that she really bought him leather shoes, and bought two pairs.
He pursed his lips and felt his palms a little wet.
He watched Chuxia pay the money and stuff the shoes into his arms so that he could hold them. His little mind was completely blank and he couldn't figure it out.
Chuxia bought herself a pair of black leather sandals with slightly heels and put them on.
Cen Huaian's tattered cloth shoes and her patched shoes were thrown away.
Cen Huaian carefully held his leather shoes and was pulled by Chuxia to the counter selling maltose. He watched her buy a can of maltose and a lot of fruit candies and White Rabbit milk candies.
He licked his lips subconsciously, hugged the leather shoes tightly in his arms, and stared at the candy box in Chuxia's hand.
Chuxia peeled out a White Rabbit milk candy and stuffed it into his mouth.
I smiled and asked him: "Is it sweet?"