"Forget it, let them go. Anyway, the soldiers will come to cover up the water and the soil. They are plotting against me..."
"I really don't understand, are they looking at me, an underage medical practitioner, mentally ill?"
Jiang Su stood up and threw away the ashes on his hands, pulled out the cold sword behind him, touched the hatchet forward, stepped on it, and went straight to Hongfeng Town at the foot of the mountain.
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Chen Zeshen straightened the hem of his gown, took a bench and sat in the courtyard of Yusu Hall, next to a large vat with a locust tree.
He watched the workers who came to repair the house climb up and down, the wooden tables and chairs in a separate place in the hospital, and the Sanliang medical practitioners took the pulses and wrote prescriptions for the patients who came to see them.
The sound is slightly noisy.
"Mr. Liang, look at my wife's belly..."
Liang Bo had just finished examining a monk, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a woman and a man sitting down again.
This man should be his husband. He is wearing a short coat, his fingers are black and rough, and the soles of his shoes are dirty.
"They are people who have worked on the land for a long time." Uncle Liang subconsciously recognized.
Mortals in Hongfeng Town have more contact with monks, unlike in Zhongdu, where the status of monks is held too high.
In the town at the foot of the Immortal Sect, mortals admire the Immortals more than fear them.
"Mr. Liang, my wife must be pregnant now. She has been vomiting recently and likes to eat sour food. Do you think my family is going to have a working boy?"
This man smiled sincerely when he spoke, with a hint of naivety, and his words conveyed the simplicity of the countryside.
Uncle Liang has no discrimination against ordinary people. He has been practicing medicine in Hongfeng Town for many years, and he knows almost every household in the small town.
During the holidays, there would be villagers standing at the door of his house waiting for him with wine and food.
She knew this couple. Their family owned a large piece of fertile land. The woman was in poor health and worked as a female worker at home to support the family. The husband was not yet enlightened, but he had a talent for planting that was comparable to that of a planter.
Many of the spiritual materials in Yusu Hall were collected from him and are fresh.
"Your wife has been doing well lately." Uncle Liang only said this.
The fingers for taking the pulse should move fluently, and should be smooth, like beads rolling on a jade plate.
Hua Mai.
When the man saw that Uncle Liang did not respond to his speculation that his wife was pregnant, the smile on his face froze and he asked urgently: "Mr. Liang, is my wife not pregnant?"
Uncle Liang's face is old, but as a medical practitioner, his complexion is slightly red and yellow, but bright and moist, making him look like an old immortal.
He raised his eyes and stared at the man with a serious face. After a while, he said: "I have already made up for her to this point, can she still do it?"
The next moment, Uncle Liang suddenly smiled gently and said: "Congratulations, Madam Zhang has been happy for two months. Lao Zhang, your family is about to add chopsticks!"
The expression of the farmer who was called Lao Zhang suddenly froze again. He was speechless and the previous faint sadness on his face was wiped away.
"Ms. sir—" Mrs. Zhang pinched the big black hand on her shoulder and said angrily with a smile on her face.
"Didn't you guess it all? You still act like this in front of Dr. Liang. My husband, please wake up~"
Madam Zhang's voice was soft and gentle, not like the wife of a farmer in the southern region, but more like a girl from the water towns a few towns over.
"Hey, hahahahahahaha, look at me! Haven't we been waiting for this child for too long? After so many years of trying to make up for it, suddenly telling me that I have it, I..."
"Hahahahaha thank you, Dr. Liang, for giving us a doll!"
People feel refreshed when happy events happen. One second, Uncle Liang's hand was pressing Madam Zhang's pulse, and the next second, Zhang Nong directly picked up his lady from the stool.
"Hey. What are you doing? I'm still looking at the doctor!" Madam Zhang was so embarrassed that she slapped Zhang Nong on the arm.
"What are you looking at! We are not sick! We have a baby!"
Uncle Liang didn't blame himself behind the table. He picked up the porcelain cup on his table and poured himself a sip of tea.
When Jiang Su arrived at Yusu Hall, he saw this scene just after passing the external pharmacy and entering the hospital.
Putting Sue back behind her, she straightened her sleeves and walked towards Uncle Liang's table.
"It will be almost done tomorrow. I think they are all in Anwa now." Jiang Su was not surprised. She didn't think there was anything wrong with several medical practitioners in the yard.
Very much like those old Chinese doctors who performed free clinics under tents in previous lives.
"Xiaoyu said just now that it can be completed tonight. He asked a weapon repairman to help repair the house. He said that he also used some spiritual materials. In the next few days, he plans to use spiritual materials in other places besides the clinic.
Practice it."
Uncle Liang looked at the young girl in green with kind eyes, drank the tea in his hand and put it on the table.
"Weapon repairman? Xiao Shiyu, he wants to turn his house into an indestructible semi-magic weapon? He was quite anxious when someone set him on fire this time."
Jiang Su took a stool and sat at the table, intending to chat with Uncle Liang.
"Yes, after all, it is Yusu Tang that you two run. If his pharmacy caught fire, he would be furious at most, but now that your clinic has been maliciously set on fire, he is so anxious that he can't stop."
"We medical practitioners and some mortal doctors are basically bad old men. We opened our spiritual orifices late and entered the Taoism. If this medical clinic wants to last long, it depends on you two."
Except for the children whose spiritual orifices were opened too early, the faces of monks will gradually grow up and change in appearance during cultivation. The rest of the monks whose skeletons are basically full in adulthood will look the same when they open their spiritual orifices. They will remain the same after practicing for thousands of years.
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When Jiang Su heard this, she would start to worry about her height. As a second-generation cultivator, she had a premature awakening and was always worried that she would not grow taller. She would live like a child for thousands of years.
"..."
"Hey wait a minute, wouldn't my cultivation world spiritual material version of Qibai Powder be useful?"
Immortals use elixirs to achieve the best effects. When mortals use elixirs of this level, the effects are average and only within the effects that their mortal body can bear.
The spiritual power in the body is the key to the effectiveness of the medicine.
When Jiang Su thought about this, she immediately took out the cultivation version of Qibai Powder that she had just refined and motioned to Uncle Liang to take a look.
When the glass bottle of lotus root powder is placed on the table, the bottom of the bottle hits the table, and the sound is clear and crisp. The effect of the medicine is known without hearing it.
When others saw it, they secretly thought, "Hey, this must be a good thing."
Uncle Liang was a little curious. Upon seeing Jiang Su's signal, he took the glass bottle and knocked the bottom of the bottle against the table when he picked it up from the table.
The sound is clear and crisp, like the sound of wind chimes.
Uncle Liang steadily removed the cork from the bottle, and a light medicinal fragrance came from the bottle. He lowered his eyebrows and carefully stared at the powder inside the bottle from the mouth of the bottle.
"Your powder is so full, why can't I feel anything when I carry this bottle? This smell...are you making an analgesic and hemostasis medicine?"
Qibai Powder contains Angelica dahurica, which has analgesic effect.
Uncle Liang was also the first to smell the smell. The powdered prescription makes it easier for people to identify the type of medicine.
"It's not impossible, but the effect is not here."
