"Pretty aunt, do you know my mother? Are you close to her? Why haven't I seen you before?"
Ji Changchuan looked at Jiang Qianruo with a smile, and there was no anger on his face due to being questioned.
Jiang Qianruo looked at his face and seemed to be able to imagine what Zhou Yue's husband looked like.
Well, it’s okay, not ugly!
"Boy, you have to call me Grandma Jiang. I'm a generation older than your mother. Don't call me by the wrong name next time."
Although Ji Changchuan was happy to call her younger, the generation relationship could not be messed up.
Ji Changchuan readily agreed: "Grandma Jiang, why haven't I seen you before?"
"Then I've never seen you before! This is the first time we meet! How old are you?"
Jiang Qianruo looked at Ji Changchuan with a smile.
"I'm almost eleven!"
"You're so young! I see you're not usually at home. How's your relationship with your family? Is your father good to your mother?"
Ji Changchuan looked at the face that was so similar to his mother's and answered innocently, "Not only do my family members have a good relationship, but even the relatives have a good relationship! Especially my grandma and grandpa, they are so kind to our family!"
"Ogawa!"
Ji Changying saw from afar a pair of people, one big and one small, looking at each other with an expression of having a very pleasant chat, and she couldn't help but call out to them.
Hearing this voice, Ji Changchuan turned his head in surprise: "Are you awake?"
"Well, what are you doing here?"
Ji Changying looked at him in confusion as he squatted at the door and didn't look like he was boiling medicine.
"This grandma is pulling me to chat!" Ji Changchuan turned his back to Jiang Qianruo and winked at Ji Changying.
"Oh, this grandma~~~I'm not familiar with her either."
As soon as Jiang Qianruo saw Ji Changying coming, he knew that he would not be able to get anything out of her today.
"You girl, I just saved you last time, how come you forgot so quickly?" Jiang Qianruo looked at her with amusement.
"How could that be! I remember it all!"
Ji Changying looked at her with a smile.
Ji Changchuan looked at this and that, and his brows gradually furrowed.
Inside the room, the voices of Doctor Lin and Old Huang arguing gradually grew louder.
"For patients with fever, you should first give them Baidu Liuqi Yin, and then Huxin Tuoli San. You're just using Huxin Tuoli San first, but the toxins won't be removed. How can you get rid of the fever?"
"She was hit by a double-winged arrow! I had to be very careful when cutting open the wound to remove it. After suturing the wound, I had to apply a wound medicine to reduce inflammation and then protect the wind first. If the bone is damaged, treat the bone first, and if the flesh is damaged, only regenerate the flesh. This kind of injury is different from ordinary arrow wounds..."
When Mr. Huang heard someone questioning his medical skills, he almost got angry.
If the other person was not about the same age as him and was also an old doctor, he would probably have pointed at his nose and scolded the other person.
Despite this, he couldn't suppress his anger. The two stood in front of Zhou's bed and argued about her condition.
Ji Changying heard the arguing inside and hurried in.
Mrs. Hu and Mrs. Zhou Liu stood by Mrs. Zhou's bed, watching the two doctors talking, and said weakly, "You two..."
"Didn't you say my mother needs to rest? What are you two doing?"
Doctor Lin looked calm, but he frowned and looked at Mr. Huang with disapproval.
Needless to say, Mr. Huang on the opposite side looked at Doctor Lin with a cold brow, and his eyes were full of anger at being questioned.
"I've been practicing medicine for decades, and the reputation of my Medicine King Valley is known to everyone! How dare you, an old man, question me!"
"I admit that Medicine King Valley has a high reputation, and your methods are indeed powerful. If I were to treat a patient like this, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to remove the arrow. However, I still have some doubts about the prescription you prescribed. As a doctor, I naturally have to dialectically analyze any doubts I encounter."
"You can argue, but you..."
"So... noisy!"
Zhou's weak voice on the bed clearly reached Ji Changying's ears.
She turned her head in surprise and said, "My mother is awake!"
Mrs. Hu and Mrs. Zhou Liu were ecstatic: "He's awake! He's awake!"
Ji Changchuan and Ji Changying rushed to the bedside and held Zhou's hand: "Mom! How are you?"
Zhou licked her lips and felt her throat was so dry that she couldn't speak. Seeing this, Hu quickly brought over a cup of tea, and Ji Changying carefully helped her feed it.
After gulping down a glass of water, Zhou's expression relaxed considerably. "That's great! I thought he wouldn't wake up."
Zhou felt that she had never felt so weak in her life.
It felt like all the strength in my body had been drained away, and even raising my hand to shake my daughter and son's hands was difficult.
Old Huang snorted and glared at Doctor Lin fiercely: "See! The person is awake!"
He seemed to be very proud: "Hold out your hand! I'll feel your pulse."
Ji Changchuan quickly handed over his wrist, placed his fingers on it, and carefully felt the pulse under his hand with half-closed eyes. A group of people held their breath and waited for him to speak.
"The fever has subsided, and he's back to life for now. However, you still need to change the dressings frequently to prevent the wound from worsening. He needs at least three to six months to recover. Don't use gravity during this time. That shoulder injury is no joke. If you're not careful, you could end up with lifelong problems."
Zhou Liu's face was filled with joy: "Okay, okay! We will definitely not let her use gravity!"
Doctor Lin saw Mr. Huang give up his seat and immediately sat down. He also took Mr. Huang's pulse and said, "Huh? His pulse is actually much better..."
He muttered, stood up, and chased after Mr. Huang. "Why did you prescribe this medicine? How is it effective..."
Zhou's awakening brought joy to the faces of those who cared about her, and they felt relieved after visiting her one after another.
Because they couldn't move now, Mrs. Hu and Mrs. Zhou Liu decided to take turns to take care of him.
Ji Changying also realized that she had slept for two days and one night, which almost scared her family.
If Mr. Huang hadn't taken her pulse and said she was just sleepy, her family would have been worried to death.
It was only after she saw Zhou wake up that she felt in the mood to find Song Ruqing and find out how her mother was injured.
Song Ruqing recounted the entire story in an impartial tone. Afterward, he took out the arrows that Tielan had retrieved and showed them to Ji Changying: "These are the arrowheads specially made by the Northern Yan royal family. I have already sent this memorial and these arrows to the capital at an urgent rate of eight hundred miles. I want the Northern Yan royal family to give us an explanation."
Ji Changying took the arrowhead and observed it carefully. The workmanship of this arrow was indeed different from other arrowheads. It was very sharp and it cut into his hand with a slight touch, causing blood to flow.
She held the arrow in her hand, her eyes blazing with anger: "Where is the person who shot the arrow?"
"He's dead. Mrs. Huang's junior sister killed him right then and there."
Dead?
Ji Changying sneered: "He's lucky he didn't fall into my hands."
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