Si Haochen caught the cushion easily and put it next to him. Mingruo waved his fist at him and went out directly. As a princess, she was too shy.
Mingruo went to the ward to see Mr. Shi. He was now awake, the anesthetic had worn off, and the incision began to hurt.
Mingruo examined him and left two painkillers: "Take one if the pain is severe. If you can tolerate it, try not to take it. It will be detrimental to the recovery of the incision."
"I can do it. This pain is much less than before." Mr. Shi's face was pale, but he was in good spirits.
"Take one pill at night if it hurts so much that you can't sleep. Only by getting enough sleep can your body be well."
"Okay." Mr. Shi looks gentle and weak, but his temper is quite determined.
"Doctor Ming, my brother-in-law..." Mr. Zhu stood up and asked.
"According to the current situation, you can recover by taking a good rest." Mingruo wrote down the medical instructions and medication information on the case.
"You happen to be here today, can you help me take a look..." Mr. Zhu smiled with hope.
"Okay, let's go to the front hall and let Mr. Shi have a good rest."
"Okay." Mr. Zhu followed Mingruo to the medicine hall.
Mingruo sat down behind the examination table and placed the pulse pillow. Mr. Zhu immediately put his wrist on it. Mingruo examined the patient for a while and then motioned for him to switch to the other hand.
Seeing that Ming Ruo asked him to withdraw his arm, Mr. Zhu immediately asked: "How?"
"Did you bring the case booklet?" Mingruo asked.
"Bring it with you." Mr. Zhu took out his medical records from his arms.
Mingruo read the acupuncture and medication records: "You have recovered now and there is no need to continue acupuncture."
Mingruo said while writing the diagnosis: "You can also consider extending the heirs, but you have to be restrained and don't go too far."
"Then...approximately how long..." Mr. Zhu also felt that this was not a good question to ask. If he knew that Mingruo was a woman, he would probably die of embarrassment.
Si Haochen was sitting on the edge, squeezing his fingers together, trying hard to control his urge to throw this man out.
Mingruo didn't think there was anything wrong. It was a normal consultation: "Let it be three to five days apart. Adjust according to your own physical condition."
"Okay." Mr. Zhu continued to ask, "Do you want to drink the warming decoction for a while longer?"
"It's the medicine that contains three parts of the poison. If Mr. Zhu wants to take supplements, I suggest you use dietary prescriptions." Mingruo returned the written case to Mr. Zhu, "Our shop has a matching herbal diet package. You can buy some and stew it.
Just chicken soup.”
"That's good." Mr. Zhu happily bought the medicinal diet package and handed it over to Ming Ruogong, "Doctor Ming, take your leave."
"Master Zhu, walk slowly." Mingruo stretched as he watched the waiter send Master Zhu out.
"Go back home." Si Haochen's tone was cold.
Oops, there is no need to turn on the air conditioner in this weather: "Okay."
Mingruo found a large clay pot in the carriage and asked curiously: "What is this?"
"The cook said you like these pickles, so I will bring you a jar back." Shi Fifteen replied.
"Oh." Mingruo nodded, Aunt Zhao is very good at doing things.
Si Haochen calmly sat down in the carriage. He was calm and confident, majestic and solemn... His Royal Highness Prince Yun's paralyzed face expressed only four words - I am angry.
.
Mingruo originally wanted to turn a blind eye, but the falling temperature and the real sense of oppression crazily stimulated Mingruo's desire to survive.
Mingruo moved to Si Haochen's side and asked with a smile: "Who made my bamboo horse angry?"
Si Haochen rolled his eyes at Mingruo, he was very cold and said nothing. (Humph, it is impossible to coax this king with just such a sentence.)
"Are you sure you don't want to say it?" Mingruo held his chin with his hand and observed Si Haochen's expression - expressionless was his only expression.
"You didn't say it yourself."
Si Haochen waited for Mingruo's next move, but he didn't expect Mingruo to directly sit down in the seat farthest away from him, and then... closed his eyes to rest! Si Haochen gritted his teeth, and really only said one sentence
Words to coax him!
Mingruo didn't take a lunch break today, and the rickety carriage could easily make people sleepy. Half asleep and half awake, he fell into a solid embrace. He didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, and just found a comfortable position and continued to sleep...
"You..." Si Haochen really didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.
"Huh?" Mingruo responded, indicating that he was not asleep.
"I'm angry." Si Haochen pinched Mingruo's cheek, which was so delicate and smooth that people couldn't put it down.
"So?" Mingruo still didn't open her eyes.
"What do you think?"
Mingruo opened her eyes and nestled lazily in Si Haochen's arms: "How do I know if I ask you and don't tell you..."
"Are you still reasonable?" Si Haochen nibbled on her little mouth. It was really a nibble, not a kiss.
"You are actually doing domestic violence!" Mingruo covered her burning lips.
"What is 'domestic violence'?" Si Haochen also couldn't figure out where his princess came from with so many strange words.
"It means treating family members with violence." Mingruo gave an explanation of the term.
Well, the 'family members' have won the heart of His Highness Prince Yun. But this 'violent method' is not pleasing to the eye.
"In the future, we are not allowed to treat illnesses like Zhu Yucai's." Si Haochen said through gritted teeth.
Mingruo blinked his big eyes, "Why?"
"You ask why? They are all talking about tigers and wolves!" Si Haochen glared at Mingruo's red mouth, saying that if she didn't obey, he would do "domestic violence" again.
"Huh?" Mingruo went through the conversation between herself and Mr. Zhu again in her head, but couldn't find out which sentence was the 'word of tiger and wolf'. "I'm sure I didn't say it..."
"Sophistry!" Si Haochen was very satisfied with Mingruo giving him the opportunity to continue his 'domestic violence'. Although they were 'full of words', they had 'unlimited meaning'.
"I'm not quibbling, you're just overthinking it!" Although he is a professional doctor, he has never seen an andrology department before, and it is indeed a little embarrassing. "Mr. Zhu's illness is more complicated. With his example, in the past,
My apprentice can handle the next patient."
"Hmm." Guess this girl is sensible, otherwise, don't blame him for being a "domestic violence".
"How about I take the store's dividends and take you shopping?" Thinking of Concubine Shen entrenched in the house, Mingruo didn't want to go back.
"With your little money, what can you buy for me?" Si Haochen snorted, but still asked Fifteen to go to Jinxiu Street.
"Hehe." Si Haochen's duplicity was really a bit cute.
The carriage arrived at Jinxiu Street, and Mingruo and Si Haochen got off the carriage. Jinxiu Street was indeed the most prosperous street in the imperial capital. Only scattered shops were open on other streets, but the shops here were not closed.
