Chapter 916 The little girl really understands medicine
Kou Zhun cooked the vegetables quickly and served them to Qin Jiaoxi.
"Go ahead and bring it to your uncle. Tell him that you can eat first. I have another dish that will be ready soon!"
Qin Jiaoxi walked to the yard honestly carrying the vegetables.
The yard where the mosquito coils had been burned was filled with a faint fragrance. Qin Jiaoxi stared at the mosquito coils around the yard and thought, if she could go back, she would pull out all the mosquito coils in Bo Jiming's space mall and use them.
Boys are so big-hearted that even if they have such a magic weapon, they won’t even use it.
Fortunately, the summer in Dazhao is not too long, and there are not many mosquitoes. The ordinary aromatherapy developed by Taiyuan Hospital can drive away most of them.
But Yanchu is different, the weather is very cold and mosquitoes are still coming.
However, thinking of this, Qin Jiaoxi's heart sank again.
She has been missing from the jungle for fifteen days. Now she can't find a space and has no chance to go back. I don't know if Brother Ji Ming heard her shouting at that time. Will he go crazy with worry?
After putting the dishes away, Qin Jiaoxi sat down and thought about whether she should find an opportunity to go back to the forest on the north bank. Since she came from there, she might be able to find her way back?
"What are you thinking about?"
Bo Qingyan's voice interrupted her thoughts: "I haven't seen you for so many days. I thought you would have a lot to say to me when you saw me?"
If she is really a spy, this girl is too tolerant?
After being thrown into the Bo's courtyard for half a month, with no chance to set foot in the Bo's Building and related industries, he was still so stable.
Qin Jiaoxi raised her head and looked at him with a sad face: "Uncle, have you found Brother Ji Ming?"
Bo Qingyan was stunned. He didn't expect that this little girl would ask Bo Jiming.
If it is really a spy character, this would be a bit too good.
Concerned Bo Jiming's eyes are also so sincere, and there is no trace of falsehood...
He paused and replied: "Not yet, but his coordinates have been corrected. If nothing else happens, there should be results this month!"
He became angry when this matter was mentioned, and he didn't care whether Qin Jiaoxi was a spy or not. He gritted his teeth and said: "That brat really went too far this time. He actually went to think about the four-dimensional space project when he had nothing to do...
"
Qin Jiaoxi does not understand the fourth dimension, but she is very familiar with the word "space".
So he stared at Bo Qingyan intently: "Then what?"
Bo Qingyan closed his eyes: "The point is that they seem to have really succeeded. They can find the coordinates of various space foldings through the machine researched by the project, and then...then these guys who don't care about their lives will test it one by one.
.”
He seemed to be so angry that his chest hurt. He raised his hand and beat his chest, and his face became ugly.
Qin Jiaoxi saw something wrong with his expression, so she subconsciously reached out and pinched his wrist to check his pulse.
"Uncle, have you been feeling flustered and short of breath lately? Are you feeling a little short of breath?"
Bo Qingyan was stunned: "Huh? Don't tell me that you can... take your pulse? Can you do Chinese medicine or something?"
Do spies today need to be so powerful? Do they need to learn so many things at a young age?
Qin Jiaoxi ignored him: "Open your mouth!"
Bo Qingyan: "Ah!"
Qin Jiaoxi's face darkened: "There is stasis in the body. If it is not removed, it will block the heart veins and it will be troublesome..."
She wanted to reach into her arms to get two pills, but then she remembered that her clothes had been thrown away by Fang Zhuo a long time ago, saying that they were too bad...
Besides, since she had the space, she has become accustomed to putting everything in it...
"That's all, uncle, do you have a pen and paper? I'll write you a prescription, and if someone catches it, I'll make it for you!"
Bo Qingyan looked at her with disbelief: "Can you still write prescriptions?"
He took out his usual pen and small notebook from his pocket and handed it to Qin Jiaoxi: "Come on, write it down. My uncle happens to know some Chinese medicine prescriptions. Let's see if you are joking or if you are really good at it!"
He knew it was just a blockage, he was just too busy with work and couldn't make adjustments.
But soon, Bo Qingyan's eyes froze.
He saw Qin Jiaoxi writing a few lines of words on the paper - Traditional Chinese.
The traditional small regular script is written neatly and smoothly, and the font is regular without losing the atmosphere.
Isn't this a spy trained in Wanwan?
But soon Bo Qingyan denied this idea.
Because next he discovered that there were a few characters that were neither simplified nor traditional, and were already in a category that he could not recognize.
Bo Qingyan immediately pointed to the unknown characters: "What is this?"
Qin Jiaoxi said: "The grass has bright green leaves."
After a pause, he suddenly remembered something: "Ah, by the way, your world may not have this kind of plant... Hey, what should I use to replace it?"
She racked her brains and thought about the medical book from Bo's Mansion that she had read before, and then her eyes lit up: "Uncle, wait a moment, I'll go check it out!"
With that said, he turned around and rushed into Bo Jiming's study.
At this moment, Kou Zhun came out with the remaining two dishes on a plate in each hand.
"Eh? Why is this kid running around? He's going to have to eat!"
But he saw Bo Qingyan frowning and looking at Qin Jiaoxi's back solemnly.
"What's wrong, is this?"
Kou Zhun put down the dishes and took off his apron to wipe his hands: "What's wrong with this child? I found her very well-behaved and sensible during this period of time. She is very easy to take care of!"
Bo Qingyan raised his head: "Has she said anything weird to you these days?"
Kou Zhun sat down: "No, this child doesn't like to talk very much, but when he is quiet, he likes to read in the house when he has nothing to do. When he goes shopping with me, he looks fresh. He likes to look around and think about everything.
After giving it a try, there's nothing wrong with it except that it's good, and I couldn't be more good!"
Bo Qingyan rubbed his eyebrows: "Didn't she tell you where she came from?"
Kou Zhun shook his head: "No!"
At this moment, Qin Jiaoxi had found the herb she wanted to replace, and rushed out with great interest: "I found it, uncle, I found it!"
Then he crossed out a few words on the paper on the table and replaced them with three herbs.
So Bo Qingyan and Kou Zhun watched Qin Jiaoxi write the rest of the prescription super quickly in traditional Chinese characters.
"No, uncle, hurry up and get some medicine. When you come back, I'll make some medicine for you!"
Kou Zhun blinked: "Jiaoxi, is your home in Wanwan District? This handwriting... Wow, my God, the writing is so good!"
Bo Qingyan: "..." Is this the point?
He looked at the prescription silently, and his emotions could no longer be described in normal terms.
What he is holding now is a modified warm bile soup.
Regardless of the diagnosis or the general perspective, this is a prescription that is very suitable for regulating his current physical condition.
Therefore, this girl really understands medicine and did not do it by mistake.
Of course, there is another possibility, that is, the person who sent her already knew about his physical condition.
