Chapter 257

Feng Feishuang looked at Jiang Chan and Feng Lao arguing. In her eyes, she was clearly out. She didn't know what she was thinking. Two hours later, the glittering and translucent bone breaking cream was finally baked. After the bone breaking cream was cooled, Feng Lao carefully applied it to Feng Feishuang's wrist.

When the bone breaking cream was applied, it felt cool without feeling anything, but within a quarter of an hour, the wind and flying frost frowned. He felt a force of medicine seeping into his muscles and veins. It was painful and itchy.

His arm moved uncontrollably. Boss Feng shouted, "don't move. If you move like this, your bones will easily grow crooked, and your right hand won't work well in the future."

Jiang Chan felt out a pack of silver needles. She stroked the sleeve of fengfeishuang and exposed his whole arm. At the next moment, several silver needles were pierced on the forearm of fengfeishuang, and fengfeishuang felt as if she had lost control of her right hand.

It was still painful, but no matter how painful it was, Feng Feishuang's arm didn't move a bit. It feels so sour. Feng always looks at Jiang Chan's action, which is called an admiration.

"You're a very clever girl. It's good that you can come up with this move."

Jiang Chan propped up her chin. "You always care about chaos. You can see that it's famous. Wouldn't you do it yourself?"

Old Feng smiled: "you are such an interesting girl. If you didn't have a master, I would like to take you as an apprentice."

Jiang Chan smiled and didn't pick up the old conversation. It's really good that Xianyue has a mother-in-law. Even her teachers can take her over, which also avoids Jiang Chan's unknown teacher in the future.

"The effect of this broken bone ointment is very remarkable. This dose of medicine should be applied for three days in a row, and then replaced after three days. After three times in a row, the bone will almost grow and take shape, and it still needs to be well maintained."

Old Feng nodded a little and said, "it's all a big disaster caused by you smelly boy, which has affected your brother. If we hadn't met the kind-hearted doctor Xianyue, your brother's life would have been ruined."

Feng Feiyang lowers his head, and Jiang Chan happily sees that Feng Feiyang is taught a lesson by the old man. I'm happy to see you unhappy. Jiang Chan holds the tea cup. It's called a pleasure.

The wind and frost looked cold, as if it was not their own business. It's always his brother. Even if he breaks into a big disaster, he always wants to tolerate him.

"Doctor Xianyue, I have an unkind request. You see, it's the end of the new year. We are old, weak and weak. We don't have any silver. Do you want to take us in for a few days? We also want to be in the Hui nationality, but Feishuang's hand hasn't been cured. I'm worried about what happens on the way back?"

Jiang Chan knew that old Feng would say so. Facing such an old man, she couldn't say any more rejection. She sighed: "holly, take these guests to the wing room to have a rest."

"If you don't mind, doctor Feng, please spend the new year with us. We are all children without parents. It's also a rare experience to have an old man like you accompany us for the new year."

Holly trotted over and first gave Jiang Chan a formal gift: "I've seen you, master. Please follow me. The wing room was cleaned a few days ago. If you need anything, just tell me."

Holly is the eldest disciple of Jiang Chan. He acts more and more methodically. After all, he is one year older and now nine years old. He can't disgrace his master.

The first to arrive was the windy room. Holly stared at him and arranged it for him dutifully.

After taking a few steps in the corridor, the wind and frost asked inadvertently, "if Feiyang offends you, I apologize to little doctor holly. I hope you have a lot of adults and don't care about him."

As soon as the word "little doctor" came out, Holly was in a good mood. He pretended to be mature and turned his back: "well, for the sake of his brother, I don't care if he faints me and my sister."

Feng Feishuang held back her smile: "thank you, doctor holly."

"It's easy to say."

Holly took eight character steps to settle the three guests, and the next moment she spread her legs to find Jiang Chan. There are three more people in the hospital at once. How can we arrange the dinner? It's already time for dinner.

Jiang Chan is holding one hand. They are going to the kitchen now. There are six and a half children in the kitchen. The oldest is only ten years old, and the youngest is five or six years old.

When honeysuckle entered the kitchen, she sat with two six-year-old girls. The six children were all small beggars nearby. Seeing that the children were good in character, Jiang Chan simply stayed in the medical school.

Now the two little girls are sitting in front of the stove and burning a fire. The oldest child is standing in the pot and cooking. The remaining three children are washing and cutting vegetables. They move carefully and look a little rusty.

Although Jiang Chan has taken in several children, she is not raising idle people. These children should help Jiang Chan do what they can. Accordingly, if they want to learn anything, Jiang Chan will teach them when he is empty.

For example, the boy standing in the pot has a particularly sensitive sense of taste and is also very interested in cooking. Every time he saw Jiang Chan do it, he looked forward to it. He usually soaked in the kitchen.

Now the child has learned several dishes behind Jiang Chan, and the cooking is very similar. After all, Jiang Chan didn't have the sensitive taste of Xiaofeng. After Xiaofeng could stand in the pot, Jiang Chan simply gave it to him.

Now this is the chef of the medical school. Jiang Chan only needs to give some advice when Xiaofeng is cooking. She can only talk about it. She really started. Xiaofeng dumped her eight blocks. After all, Xiaofeng's taste is really abnormal.

When Jiang Chan came in, several children in the kitchen stood up and said, "I've seen master."

Xiaoxue and Xiaoyun, sitting behind the stove, stood up and arched their hands at Jiang Chan. Jiang Chan smiled and stood by the stove. From time to time, she told Xiaofeng about some dishes.

Xiaofeng is one-to-one and two-to-use. He keeps flipping and frying in his hand, and needs to remember the dishes said by Jiang Chan in his mind. He was the busiest in the whole kitchen. "Master, this lion's head is not bad."

"Very good. The color is also very uniform. Unexpectedly, I said it once and you figured it out. You're really good!"

Jiang Chan never believed in the strict teacher's set, and those who should be praised should be praised. Sure enough, after hearing Jiang Chan's affirmation, Xiaofeng's cooking action accelerated a bit.

Jiang Chan only needs to say the steps of cooking. The next day, the child will study by himself. Soon, the new dish will be brought to the table. After eating the food made by Xiaofeng, Jiang Chan felt that her cooking was really not good.