After preparing all the prescriptions, Yun Xiuqing slept in the wing room for a while. When she heard the knock, Yun Xiuqing woke up and went to open the door.
It turned out to be Bai Sanshu. Bai Sanshu, a small figure, came with a burden on his back.
Yun Xiuqing takes over Bai Sanshu's burden and arranges Bai Sanshu to have a rest in the room, while she takes medicine for Bai Sanshu herself.
After grasping the medicine, Yun Xiuqing called fifteen and took Bai Sanshu back to the courtyard.
Yun's father was about to take Wang Cheng out to the restaurant to listen to a book when he saw Yun Xiuqing coming back with a black doll: "Qing Niang, what's the matter?"
"Dad, the child is also an orphan, and he is still ill." Yun Xiuqing takes a look at Bai Sanxun and lowers her voice to talk with him.
Father Yun frowned and looked at Bai Sanshu pitifully. Then he took Bai Sanshu into the room and assigned the room.
Yun Xiuqing began to decoct Bai Sansu's medicine for half an hour before it was ready. Yun Xiuqing specially prepared a plate of preserves for Bai Sansu.
At this time, Bai Sanshu was surrounded by the children to see the fresh, and Bai Sanshu was looking at the fresh. The first time he saw so many children, when Yun Xiuqing came in, he saw this scene, which was very funny.
As soon as Yun Xiuqing came in, he asked Bai Sanshu to drink the medicine: "saner, come here to take the medicine."
Bai San shouts, takes the bowl and drinks it in one breath. Yun Xiuqing says: "eat some candied fruit quickly."
"No, it's not hard." Bai Sanshu didn't even frown.
Yun Xiuqing was stunned for a moment, and gave a plate of preserves to other children.
After she came out of the children's room, Yun Xiuqing went back to her room to sleep. She didn't sleep well these days, and she solved many problems when she came back. Now she was too tired to open her eyes.
When Yun Xiuqing woke up again, it was the next morning. When Yun Xiuqing looked out of the window at the slightly bright sky, she was stunned for a long time. Then she calculated the day and knew that it was the next morning.
Yun Xiuqing yawned, sat up from the bed, washed for a while, changed her clothes and went downstairs.
"Qing Niang, you didn't eat all night. My father specially made egg soup for you this morning to nourish your stomach." Father Yun got up early this morning, because he knew that Yun Xiuqing didn't eat last night, so he got up early to do it for Yun Xiuqing. Now he saw that Yun Xiuqing was up, and he hurried out of the kitchen to pull Yun Xiuqing.
Yun Xiuqing touched her stomach, but she was really hungry. When Yun's father made the egg soup, she ate a big bowl of it.
"Dad, your skill is getting better and better. This egg soup is like bean curd." After eating, Yun Xiuqing did not forget to flatter his father.
Cloud father listened to cloud Xiuqing's words, is very happy: "on your lips sweet."
Just at this time, she heard a knock on the door outside the hospital. When Yun Xiuqing was about to open the door, she saw that Shiwu had opened the door. She moved slowly to the hospital to see who was coming.
When Shiwu opened the door, he saw that the man outside was mu Chilu. Shiwu's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
However, mu Chilu, like a black face who can't see 15, asked Anu to move things.
Yun Xiuqing saw fifteen standing motionless at the door, and he didn't hear any voice. He went to the door curiously and looked around. It turned out that it was muchilu, but what was the wooden box at the foot of muchilu?
"Muchilu, why are you here?" Yun Xiuqing went out of the door and asked suspiciously.
"Yesterday, when I came here for the first time, I didn't bring anything with me. I saw a lot of children in your hospital, so I brought some fun for them today." Mu Chi Lu said with a smile.
Muchilu said and opened the wooden box: "there are masks and kites in it. Now this season is the best time to fly kites. By the way, I also bought many sugar gourds for them."
"The weasel pays new year's greetings to the chicken, but it's not kind." One side of the 15 suddenly out of the voice.