Chapter 219

Because many dishes had to be prepared in advance, it would be too late to make them now. That afternoon, song Xijiao took Hu que out to buy a lot of ingredients. Pork, fish, tofu, cucumbers, pumpkins, etc. are also available in the prefectures, but song Xijiao thinks that they are made for the elderly alone, so they need to be carefully selected, so they have to buy some separately.

Taking the meat and vegetables into the kitchen of the prefectural residence, a few women saw that Hu que came and saluted one after another.

Hu que introduced: "this is the third young lady of the Song family. I specially invited her to prepare a birthday banquet for my grandfather. You will listen to her later. Don't miss it."

The women immediately nodded, surrounded by song Xijiao, waiting for her orders.

Song Xijiao was really in need of their help, so he gave a rude command: "wash the pork and cut it into small pieces. I'll stew Dongpo meat later."

As soon as the words fell, Hu que came up and said, "what is Dongpo meat?"

"It's a kind of roast meat." Song Xijiao didn't know how to explain it. She simply said, "the gentleman is far away from the kitchen. Don't stay here. Go ahead and go. If you need you, I'll call you."

"I don't have anything to do. It's all about the birthday party. Don't worry. I'll watch it by the side and it won't hinder you."

With that, he hid aside, afraid of affecting her appearance.

When song Xijiao saw him like this, she was too embarrassed to rush him again. When he did not exist, she bowed her head and began to cut vegetables and prepare the stove for hot water. When she was ready, the woman also cut the pork.

She skillfully blanched the meat with hot water, then fried it with hot oil. Finally, she put all kinds of seasonings such as ginger, scallion and garlic and streaky pork into the jar, sealed it and stewed it slowly over a low fire. Then she told her wife, "open the lid once an hour, add a spoonful of sugar, three times in total. Three hours later, turn off the fire, remember

"Don't worry, miss. Remember it all."

When Dongpo meat was ready, song Xijiao left the prefecture and went home. Just out of the alley not far away, I saw a familiar face. Isn't that the wife of the new yard owner?

Thinking of that old man paralyzed in bed because of cerebral thrombosis, song Xijiao immediately went up to her and said, "where is this going?"

As soon as the woman saw her, she also recognized her and immediately said with a smile, "Oh, it's the miracle doctor of Song Dynasty!"

Doctor of Song Dynasty? Song Xijiao's eyes widened. It was the first time that she heard of such a name. Her medical skills, let alone high or not, just afraid that even ordinary doctors are not as good as what to say?

"Last time, thanks to your father's medical treatment, we took all the food therapy and prescriptions prescribed by you. Later, you gave the recommended doctor an injection to my father. After that, my father has been able to speak in the rest of the month!"

Hearing this, song Xijiao also showed a smile, holding her hand and saying, "that's wonderful! To tell you the truth, the last time I saw your husband and wife quarreled so badly, I thought you didn't have much in mind to take care of the elderly. In this case, I wrongly blame you. "

"Well! Our husband and wife quarrel. It's a common thing. We always quarrel at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed. My father is used to it and won't take it to heart. "

In fact, it seems that the way of husband and wife is not necessarily the same.

After chatting for a while, song Xijiao suddenly remembered the wonderful classics and eight pulse books that she had read today. She said to her wife, "it's still a long time before dark. If it's convenient, I'd like to see the old man again and massage the acupoints for him, OK?"

"Ouch! How bad is that? " The woman stroked her hand happily, "naturally, it's hard to get it!"

They walked along the street to the familiar lane. At the door, the woman knocked on the door, and a man's voice inside asked, "who is it?"

"I!" the woman answered in a loud voice

After a while, there were footsteps in the yard, and then the door opened. As soon as the master of the yard saw song Xijiao, he immediately showed a smile: "Yo, your guest is here! Here comes the distinguished guest

Song Xijiao embarrassed smile: "what kind of guest, is the familiar guest just right."

Laughing and joking, she entered the room. Song Xijiao did not speak much. She sat down directly in front of the bed and looked at the pulse for the old man.

The old man lying in bed saw song Xijiao and said in a hoarse voice, "thanks to the miracle doctor, I can speak again."

"You can be better, old man."

After finishing the pulse, song Xijiao was more sure, because the old man's pulse was flat and steady. If he didn't move in bed, he would be a normal person.

And the reason why he can't move is very simple, but there is blood bath in the head, which oppresses the brain nerve, which causes nerve paralysis. As long as the congestion is dispersed, the old man will soon be able to move freely.

Originally, the difficulty lies in not knowing where the congestion is and how to disperse it. After reading the eight pulse book of the miraculous sutras given to her by Hao Langzhong, she finally realized something.

Put the old man's head on his leg, song Xijiao raised his hands and put his thumb on the old man's part. From here, along the veins around the auricles on both sides, up to Baihui Point, are the meridians of the governor vessel. She repeatedly massaged and massaged along these meridians until her fingers were so sore that she could no longer press it."Let's get here today." Song Xijiao raised his sleeve and wiped the sweat on his forehead, "let's see the effect in a few days."

Last time, the two men were hopeless. They didn't expect the little girl to let their father say something in a few words. This time, they were more grateful and saluted song Xijiao: "thank you so much, doctor song!"

"The miracle doctor of Song Dynasty is really a living Bodhisattva!"

"You don't have to be so polite. I don't mean it. OK, please forgive me..."

Song Xijiao is embarrassed to leave, her face slightly flushed. In fact, she took the initiative to see the elderly. She was also selfish, mainly because she wanted to see if she understood the eight meridians.

She was so grateful that she felt a little guilty and wanted to help the old man get well.

Song Xijiao left the house early the next morning. Because the birthday party was at noon, she had to go there early to prepare.

As she imagined, the whole sheriff's office became a pot of porridge. People came in and went out. They didn't even care to say hello to her.

When she came to the kitchen, she opened the jar and put out a piece of stewed pork. After three hours of stewing, the meat was already soft and rotten, without biting. It was almost melting in the mouth, not to mention the toothless old man, even the newborn baby.

The main course is solved, and the rest is much simpler. But when she wanted to use the stove, the women were busy burning the fire and preparing the meals for other guests. They could not make room for her.

Song Xijiao had no choice but to find a woman to tell Hu que. After a while, the old lady came back in a hurry and said, "Miss Song, the young master said that you should go to the East Chamber courtyard of Madame and use the small stove over there."

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