1783 Chapter 172: Fan Wai: Whose Young Boy (13)

www.novelhall.com, the fastest updated peasant girl concubine, don't be too sweet the latest chapter!On the way, the neighborhoods and people who knew Hongdou greeted Hongdou, and at the same time, they did not forget to look into the beautiful young people who followed Hongdou.

"Miss Acacia, is this?"

"My brother, Qiqi." All the way, Hongdou did not hesitate to say this to those who greeted in the past, "Wujiang is flooded, and the family is worried about my safety, so I asked my brother to come and see it. I just arrived yesterday."

Tuo Hongdou's goodwill accumulated in Wujiang, this statement was not suspected by anyone.

In the morning, the whole Wujiang Street knew that the family of the Acacia girl had been found, a young and beautiful descendant.

When he arrived at the temporary medical hall, Hongdou first tore up the recruitment notice so that no one would come to apply for it.

When the red paper was thrown away, he met the man's smiling eyes.

"Are you happy? Go over there and remember the herbs."

Looking in the direction indicated by the girl, a row of extremely high wooden cabinets stood on the half wall of the temporary medical hall, and the horizontal and vertical are all small drawers containing medicine. If the novice is estimated to be scared away with only one glance.

——The thin bamboo strips swayed in front of his eyes and flicked towards the wooden cabinet. “Go.”

He smiled, pointing east or west, he went.

As soon as the medical hall opened, someone came one after another, and soon Red Bean was too busy to care for him.

The man stood in front of the medicine cabinet, glanced at the memo pad with the name of the medicine carefully written on the small drawer, and the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.

He knew the medicinal materials, but he didn't touch them for a long time, and he could still distinguish them with just a glance, and even accurately grasp the required amount.

Turning his head, looking at the girl's concentrated back, she smelled the faint aroma of Chinese herbal medicine in the air. The scene in front of her changed, and she seemed to return to the past.

In the small clinic, the 8- and 9-year-old baby girl read medical books in the same way. Afternoon sunlight came in through the small window and fell on her, gathering a thin layer of golden light for her, like a fairy coming out of the dream.

Soft and delicate, delicate and flexible.

Not far from her was a little boy in a cyan short robe. She carefully remembered all the medicines listed on the medicine cabinet on the side of the consultation room. Sometimes, she looked up at the little girl peeping in the gap.

It was a time he never dreamed back at midnight.

"Seven seven, take pen and ink and write down to the old man."

The girl's crisp voice pulled him back from the absence, without thinking, as she instructed, to take out the pen and ink and grind it slightly, lift the pen, and record all the medicinal materials and weight in her mouth.

"Fang Zi took me a look."

He handed the prescription.

The girl glanced at Fangzi once and handed it back to him, "According to the medicine."

He nodded and turned, working as instructed, his eyes flashing obscurely when he turned his back to the girl.

Behind him, the girl's eyes also froze for a moment.

Qiqi's handwriting is straight and clean, like Lingfeng's proud mangosteen.

And his handwriting is thick and sharp, like a blade coming out of the sheath.

Different.

His brow locked his mind, and he unknowingly passed time while he was busy.

When a tray appeared in front of me, the red beans suddenly recovered when the fragrance of the rice smelt.

"I've been busy all morning, and now that there are no patients in the hospital, let's eat something first. It's not good to be hungry." The man put the tray down and sat across from her.

It was already noon. It was a rare time when no patient came to the hospital, so it was most appropriate to rush to eat.

Red Bean looked at the man, and then looked at the tray in front of him. A bowl of rice, two small dishes and a bowl of soup were light, which was in line with her preferences.

In addition, there was a person who ate very fragrantly on the opposite side, which aroused her appetite, otherwise, according to the temperament that she usually tired and did not want to move, this fear she would save herself.

"If I didn't eat at the meal before, Qiqi would also come over with me to accompany me."