A choking smell came, just as Jiang Yuan had finished typing.
He took the thing out of his mouth and saw that it was his smelly socks.
The third uncle felt very aggrieved and looked down at the pinhole on his arm.
There were some blood balls popping out there. Jiang Yuan used a small stick-like cotton ball to wipe it on it and then held it down.
"You have pressed it. Don't let go. If you feel any discomfort, tell me later."
Jiang Yuan packed up his things and gave instructions.
The amount I just injected was less than one milliliter, which was very small, just to see if he had any allergies or other reactions to the medicine.
"Ajin, do you not like me anymore?"
"How do you say that?" Jiang Yuan's mouth twitched. Fortunately, she was almost used to what the third uncle said.
Anyway, just don't take it seriously.
Just like coaxing a child, just follow him.
"You...it's okay, it's okay..." The third uncle shook his head, feeling very aggrieved.
"If you have something to say, say it quickly. If you have a fart, hurry up. What are you going to do with your whining?"
The third uncle was stunned when he heard what she said.
Why do you speak so vulgarly?
"You...look, you are like this, you...this hurts...but I don't blame you, just be happy."
Seeing him looking down at the pinhole, Jiang Yuan rolled his eyes helplessly.
"You are sick, and I am here to treat you."
"Is that so? But..."
"You haven't seen it, have you? This is the way I treat patients. It's not directed at you, and I don't mean to do this to you."
"Really?" The third uncle immediately became very happy, "Then go ahead and pierce it, I'm not afraid."
"Okay, there will be plenty of time for pricking, just wait."
Jiang Yuan patted his shoulder and said "comfort".
Wu and Yuening's injuries were almost healed. Yuening helped Jiang Yuan at the butcher shop, and Jiang Yuan asked her to help pack the meat.
Now that I'm proficient, I usually don't need the packing manpower, but Yuening doesn't want to be idle, and the third uncle occupies the position of the cashier and won't let go, so Yuening can only let Yuening do the packing.
Yuening is diligent and has to find something for herself to feel at ease, so the cleaning later also falls on her.
Jiang Yuan found that she seemed to have not received a letter from Fu Jiu for several days, and she was a little depressed.
Previously, I would usually write a letter every three days, but now it has been seven or eight days, and there has been no movement.
Counting from the first day of the new year, it has been a month and a half since he went to the capital.
In the meantime, she sent another twenty doses of insulin to Ye Rong, which was seven days ago.
She was sorting out potions in the warehouse, and Mu Er came back over there.
"I just passed by the inn, and there happened to be a letter."
"where?"
Jiang Yuan raised his head, stood up, and walked this way.
Mu Er lowered his head and smiled: "It seems that you have been looking forward to this letter for a long time?"
"nonsense."
Jiang Yuan took the letter from Mu's second hand and when she saw the writing on it, the corners of her mouth raised slightly.
The letter stated that he had gone to the outskirts of Beijing during this period, and it was not convenient to write a letter, so he was delayed.
Then he talked about the current situation.
Finally, there is that sour verse again.
Jiang Yuan folded the letter and said, "I have to reply to him quickly and send him something."
"It just so happens that I have to go to the capital, otherwise I'll go and see him off."
"OK."
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In the capital, in Taifu's mansion, someone reported to Fu Zhi and asked for an audience.
"No." Fu Zhi waved his hand. During this period, the prince was handling the government affairs, and Duke Wende was assisting in supervising the country.