Chapter 3: You asked for it if you didn't suffer (2/2)



She stretched out her hand, and the doctor carefully felt her pulse. "She was frightened too much, and has some cold. I'll prescribe some medicine for her, or she'll have a fever at night." He paused and glanced at Zhao Dashu. "The child is very weak. If she doesn't take good care of herself, she'll suffer when she's old."

Zhao Dashu nodded.

"Why do you need to prescribe medicine? What's the big deal? Can you stop making a fuss? Doctor, go check on Da Wen right away. What kind of medicine should a little girl take? Don't torture her."

doctor:……

"Mother, you have to prescribe Xiaoyu's medicine today. If you don't want to give me money, that's fine. I won't take the money from the farm for my work during the slack season."

"What did you say, you rotten-hearted, unfilial thing..."

"Shut up!" Old man Zhao glared at the old woman. He didn't know what outsiders would say about what happened today. It's just a prescription, so she just has to prescribe it. Does she have to throw a tantrum in front of the doctor? Something that is superficial. "Doctor, please go check on my oldest son first. He keeps complaining of a noseache. I'll prescribe Xiaoyu's medicine together with his later."

The old woman moved her lips, but didn't dare to continue arguing. When she left, she glared at Zhao Xiaoyu's family fiercely.

It seems that the old man is still the boss of this family. In other words, it is this old guy who is full of evil intentions and is the biggest boss in the family.

The doctor looked at Boss Zhao and was speechless. If he had come later, his injuries would have healed. "He's not seriously injured, so he doesn't need any medicine."

Zhao Dawen grimaced in pain and looked at the doctor in disbelief, "I lost so much blood, and it hurts as if half of my face is broken, and you say I'm okay?" Where did this quack doctor come from?

"It's really okay. Just apply some hot compress and it will be fine tomorrow."

The doctor was very disgusted, thinking that a grown man couldn't tolerate even the slightest pain.

"Doctor, did you hear that? He's in a lot of pain. Please prescribe some medicine right away!"

Old doctor: Are all the people in the Zhao family mentally ill? He doesn’t give medicine to people who really need medical treatment, but people who are completely fine ask him to prescribe medicine.

You're asking for it if you don't have to endure the hardship.

"You have excessive liver fire, so you should take some medicine to reduce the fire. After taking this medicine, I guarantee your nose won't hurt anymore tomorrow."

"Open quickly!"

The old doctor unceremoniously prescribed a dose of Coptis chinensis. He felt that the two patriarchs of the Zhao family also needed this medicine.

dinner.

Zhao Xiaoyu did not get out of bed. She was now a weak and dying woman.

Zhao Dashu scooped up a bowl of brown rice porridge, took a steamed bun, and picked up two large chopsticks of food.

The old woman couldn't help but asked, "What are you doing? No one has eaten yet, what are you doing?"

"My daughter can't get out of bed, I'll bring it to her."

"Why does a little girl need to eat so much? Aren't you afraid she will die of overeating?"

Boss Zhao looked at his mother who was like a shrew, with his brows tightly knitted. "Mom, they are really not presentable. When he becomes an official in the future, he must not bring them with him anyway."

Shameful!

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