"No way." Rong Ling said seriously, "it's delicious, but it also needs some."
"Just one piece." Liu Wei's eyebrows drooped and looked pitiful. Looking at the cake he had taken, his eyes were shining.
Although this appearance is pitiful, but Rong Leng does not indulge. He puts the cake back into the bag, ties the bag up, and orders: "eat again tomorrow."
Liu Wei still wants to struggle. Rong Ling has moved her away from her leg and left the room with the bag of fruits.
"Where are you going?" Liu Wei licked her fingers with cake crumbs and asked.
"Kitchen." Let Leng head not return.
Seeing Rong Ling leave, Liu Wei sat back in his chair and looked at the smooth plate on the table. He murmured, "delicious is delicious, but I always feel that the taste is familiar."
But I can't tell you where I'm familiar with it.
An hour later, the doctor invited by the next door came in the rain.
Although Liu Wei has seen the doctor and prescribed a prescription, the doctor has gone to ask for it, and there is no reason to let others go back halfway.
Here is an old doctor. It's not easy to look at his legs and feet. His diagnosis is similar to Liu Wei's, but it's much more serious than Liu Wei's.
What later, is the heat dryness into the lungs, to human life clouds.
In a word, alarmism is really frightening.
Because of the backward medical facilities and few medical methods, doctors are used to saying everything seriously, so that even if patients can not be saved, their families will not find trouble. Among them, the older the doctors, the more familiar they are with this method.
However, the usual patients, even those who listen to this kind of old doctor, always feel that the old doctor has real ability, and that those who have no hair on their lips are not able to handle affairs well.
Liu Wei sat reading in the next room. Occasionally, from the wall with poor sound insulation, she heard the old doctor's incessant instructions.
In the end, high fever patients, the usual doctor is also cautious, after all, high fever is easy to cause tuberculosis, serious life, it is not to say.
When the old doctor left, Liu Wei's door was knocked again.
She went to open the door and saw the coachman outside.
The coachman laughed heartily and said at first: "my young master has been ill since childhood. My wife, in her early years, has been deeply affected by all kinds of prescriptions and herbs. She is seriously ill at this time, but she knows more about her body than others. The illness is serious, but it's not as bluffing as the doctor just said. I believe in your prescription in my heart. The medicine has been prepared, and I'm waiting to boil it. I'm afraid that the young man will listen to others' advice, and I'm not worried about it. I'm afraid that I've hurt the harmony. I'll let you explain one or two. Please don't worry about it. "
Liu Wei felt that the lady was a proper person.
In fact, Liu Wei was not concerned about his medical skills. Although the old doctor overstated his words, his prescriptions were three or four times more expensive, three or four times more troublesome, and three or four times more time-consuming, they were able to cure good people.
If this lady doesn't believe her, she won't be angry, because the consequence is that the patient and the people around her suffer three or four times more.
If you believe her, she will not be complacent, saving lives, this is the mission of doctors.
But this lady sent someone to explain it, which Liu Wei didn't expect. She was not only meticulous and comprehensive, but also showed her character.
The coachman said one or two things, knowing that Liu Weizhen didn't care, and relieved himself, so he nodded goodbye.
This little interlude is nothing, and Liu Wei only regards it as a good relationship in the vast sea of people.
The next day, the rain finally stopped.
Although I'm afraid I'm still wet all the way, I can finally go on the road.
Liu Wei started packing early in the morning. This time, they didn't bring any attendants. Even the carriage and coachman were long-distance carriages and horses rented when they left the capital city. It can be said that, except for the protection of the three guards along the way, rongling and Liu Wei did their own cooking along the way.
It's three days in the inn. Most of the luggage has been opened. It's going to take some time to clean up.
The door of the room is wide open. It seems that we are busy here. The coachman we saw yesterday came in again: "I'm a scholar. I'm afraid that I can't get used to these heavy work. This box is too big, so I'd better do it for you."
Liu Wei can carry the box, but Rong Ling won't let her carry it.
Just in time, Rong just brought two big bags downstairs, but he hasn't come back yet. At this moment, someone asked for help from him, but Liu Wei was not respectful.
This rickshaw puller is very nimble. He picked up a box of ten jin.
Liu Wei looked at the back, but her eyes brightened.
Liu Wei believed that the female servant in red had good Kung Fu. The coachman didn't see it before. Now, she was born with magic power.
The people around that lady are really interesting.
Just think of that lady's blocked meridians again, Liu Wei feels pity again. If the meridians are not closed, this little wind and cold should also be her fault.With the help of hands, Liu Wei didn't have many hands to block the road. She stood aside and watched the coachman run three or four times for them.
It's not until everything's sorted out that I'll have a rest.
Outside the carriage, Rong Ling was still binding the luggage. The coachman didn't sweat a bit. He laughed and joked with Liu Wei: "the two young men are very particular. When they go out, they even take their own quilts. They thought that the red girl in my family was so concerned. Every time the lady went out, she would like to carry her home. The two young men were also the same people."
Liu Wei smiled for a while, and felt a bit troubled.
What can I do? I have to take the edge.
In the past, from Fuping County to Kyoto, he was empty handed and didn't take anything with him. This time, he had many special things to do. This should be done as well as that. Liu Wei knew that he wanted her to live and sleep better outside, but they were all martial arts practitioners, and he still felt like making a fuss.
When Rong Ling tied up the luggage, Liu Wei said goodbye to the coachman: "although it was a chance meeting, it was a fate. Yesterday, to make my wife feel the pulse, I knew that her body had a side disease that smothers her heart and lungs. I just left a few small pills on my hand. If my wife didn't dislike them, I could eat them. Under the solid foundation, I would cultivate my prescription and money. If I was properly adjusted, I would not get rid of all the old diseases , after all, it's soothing. "
Liu Wei said and handed over a small white jade bottle.
The coachman was stunned for a moment. Looking at the bottle nearby, he still couldn't respond.
Liu Wei simply shoved the bottle into the driver's hand, said nothing, and turned to get on the carriage.
Rong Ling gets on the car after Liu Wei, puts down the curtain, and looks at the coachman looking at himself. He's talking, as if he wants to say something.
Rong Leng has no intention of listening again. No matter thanks or asking, it's a waste of time.
In the end, Liu weioccasionally did a good job, just because he thought that the lady was good-natured, so he helped her. But if she got any burden that she couldn't get rid of, it would be more than worth it.
The carriage drove slowly. In a short time, it disappeared in the muddy and stone path surrounded by clouds between heaven and earth.
When the coachman felt the white jade bottle in his hand and it was cold in the palm of his hand, he suddenly came back to see where there was the trace of the carriage on the narrow path.
Holding the small bottle, he hurried back to the second floor. Because he was travelling too fast, he almost ran into the red maidservant who was going downstairs.
Maidservant some not Yu: "wind uncle, be careful some."
"Here This That... " The coachman pointed out and pointed to the white jade bottle in his hand.
Maidservant frowns: "what is this, this and that? Have something to say."
"That, the young man who is going to see the landlord is the young man next door to the landlord. He said that he saw the landlord's heart and lungs smothering yesterday."
The maid was stunned for a moment, and then her face changed slightly: "how could it be that the disease in the master of the workshop is the root of an old disease. When young master Yue was there before, he didn't notice it. He only examined the pulse for his wife once, and he would see it?"