"Of course not. The little girl stole it." old Shi closed the door angrily and nodded bald. If this is discovered by other teachers, does he help hide it or what to do?
"Why don't you foster the cat in my house and take it back when you usually rest?" the teacher's mother smiled and put forward a compromise proposal.
Jiang Chan touched Mo Mo's head: "it also needs to be used to staying on the ground. Although I only brought Mo Mo for a few days, I can't bear to separate from it."
Come on, the master doesn't want to. Yuanyuan small steamed stuffed bun held Jiang Chan's leg: "sister, I want to see the cat."
Jiang Chan picked up the steamed stuffed bun, and the steamed stuffed bun's face was directly pasted on Mo Mo's body. She rubbed it and giggled happily. Just as Jiang Chan entered the living room with a small steamed stuffed bun in her arms, a middle-aged woman who looked like Shi Jiajia welcomed her.
"Are you Dr. Jiang? Thank you so much. Jiajia's acne is a heart disease of mine. Unexpectedly, she wiped Dr. Jiang's ointment and the acne disappeared a lot in a few days."
Jiang Chan put Yuanyuan's small steamed stuffed bun on the sofa, and ink jumped into Yuanyuan's arms strangely. One steamed stuffed bun and one pet had a special fun. Jiang Chan got up straight and looked at Shi Jiajia's face: "the ointment is only an auxiliary effect. The most important thing is to regulate her body."
"Did you drink the medicine on time these days?"
"Drink, my mother watches me drink every day." Shi Jiajia's voice is much louder than before. Acne has improved, and she is more confident. When she went back last weekend, her mother couldn't believe the acne on her face.
After listening to the old stone couple, mother Shi watched Shi Jiajia drink traditional Chinese medicine every day. Today, she came face to face with Shi Jiajia to thank Jiang Chan.
"Let me feel your pulse," Jiang Chan sat down at the table and focused on cutting Shi Jiajia's pulse. Mother Shi stood aside, looking very nervous.
"After drinking the traditional Chinese medicine for another month, I made two new ointments. It is estimated that the acne marks on your face will disappear after wiping these two." Jiang Chan pondered: "it's good to control your diet in the future. Don't be spicy and greasy."
"Thank you so much, Dr. Jiang." mother Shi is already full of tears and holds Jiang Chan's hand, which is called a thank you. "Her father and I ran to many hospitals for her acne. At first, it had some effects. Later, it became more and more serious and tried a lot of means."
"Here's the money for your diagnosis. Please give it to thousands of people." mother Shi suddenly felt a red envelope from her pocket. Jiang Chan felt the weight. It was very thick.
"I heard from Jiajia that last time you showed her your face, you didn't receive money, so you can't make your efforts in vain, can't you?" seeing that Jiang Chan wanted to refuse, mother Shi smiled.
Jiang Chan drew out four bills: "her problem is not serious. I'm a little flustered to charge you so much. 400 is enough."
Seeing that mother Shi didn't know what to say, the teacher's mother said, "sister-in-law, you're welcome. It's also a coincidence between little cicada and Jiajia."
"Martial mother, let me show you first. How are you feeling this week?" turning to her, Jiang Chan looked a lot more serious. Little steamed stuffed bun Yuanyuan didn't play with Mo anymore. He stood beside Jiang Chan and stared at Jiang Chan without blinking.
Shi Jiajia gave way to his mother, who stretched out her wrist: "this week is not as afraid of the cold as before. In the past, her hands and feet were cold. This week, I feel warm, and there is a lot less night sweat at night, which is not so serious."
"I can't bend down at ordinary times, but it's much better now." facing Jiang Chan, my teacher's mother said it in detail without any concealment.
Jiang Chan put her finger on the teacher's wrist. After carefully listening to the pulse, she withdrew her hand: "I think the teacher's recovery is good. I'll revise the traditional Chinese medicine prescription last time. Now I'll give you an acupuncture first."
"Why don't you eat first? Do this after dinner?" the teacher's mother hesitated. It's not good for the children to treat them first when they come?
Old Shi grinned: "last time when I was acupuncture, I had a rest after dinner. Little cicada didn't have a long lunch break. If she did it after dinner, she wouldn't be able to catch up with the first class in the afternoon."
"This is the reason, or Mr. Shi is careful." Jiang Chan nodded and said that old Shi is coarse but fine.
In the room, the teacher's mother is lying on the bed, and Jiang Chan is disinfecting the silver needle. Yuanyuan was lying on the side of the bed, and his chubby fingers brushed several acupoints on the teacher's mother's back: "last time, my sister stabbed here first, then here, and then here..."
Jiang Chan wiped the silver needle's hand and said, "Yuanyuan, do you remember?"
Just once, I can clearly remember the order of the steamed stuffed bun, and the position of the finger is exactly the same. Isn't that great?
"I remember," she said with a round voice, in a positive tone.
Jiang Chan glanced at Lao Shi and said, "Yuanyuan is really smart. You can never forget it."
Old Shi laughed: "the child has been talking about you. Since you went back last time, he has been asking you when to come back. His mother and I can't help him."
Jiang Chan's mind moved and was pressed down again in the twinkling of an eye.
Shi Jiajia and Shi's mother have been standing by and watching. Shi's mother has never seen her. Shi Jiajia wants to see Jiang Chan's miracle doctor style again. The two stood by without blinking.
Knowing that Jiang Chan was going to do business, Yuanyuan also shut up and stood aside quietly. Jiang Chan took a look at him. She can hold on at the critical moment. She is a good seedling.
In fact, it's not difficult to cure this problem of martial mother. Jiang Chan's acupuncture is also very fast and doesn't take much effort. It's really too easy compared with Gu Jianchen.
As soon as he picked up the silver needle, Jiang Chan's momentum changed completely. In Shi Jiajia's words, he had the style of a miracle doctor. When the needle was inserted, the teacher's mother kept awake. She didn't feel anything except the acid swelling on the acupoints.
The steamed stuffed bun looked at the silver needle on the teacher's mother's back and lay down beside the bed and looked at the teacher's mother: "Mom, do you hurt? Yuanyuan gives you a shout."
Old Shi hugged Yuanyuan and said, "boy, don't make trouble. You shout for her. What if you catch a cold?"
Shi Jiajia muttered, "little uncle, do you think you are an electric fan?"
Mother Shi patted Shi Jiajia: "don't be unruly, big or small."
Seeing that the time was about the same, Jiang Chan took back the silver needle. Yuanyuan struggled down from Lao Shi's arms and stared at Jiang Chan's silver needle with longing in her eyes.
"Sister, can I touch them?"
Jiang Chan wiped the silver needle's hand and said, "do you like these?"
Seeing Yuanyuan nodding, Jiang Chan handed a silver needle to Yuanyuan's hand, "be careful, don't stab yourself."
Carefully holding the silver needle, Yuanyuan looked for a long time before reluctantly returning it to Jiang Chan.