The people waiting outside were in a panic, and Chuntao rushed out first. Liu's mother, Qiushuang, Chunxia removed the benzoin in the house, pulled open the curtains everywhere, and the room became brighter.
Liu's mother was a person who came here. Seeing Shu Ya's face looked so ugly, she reached out to look under the mattress and pulled it back. The little bright red on her fingertips was eye-catching.
Shu Yao pressed Liu's mother's hand, and her hand couldn't help trembling. She asked with her eyes and said softly:
"Mother?"
Liu's mother was also a little panicked, but she didn't dare to show it. She just said that she would wait for the doctor to come and talk about it.
Everyone felt anxious about waiting. Shu Yao endured the pain and asked someone to change the hot towel to wipe Shu Ya's sweat, and asked someone to take the mattress to replace Shu Ya. Before he could change it, the steps outside were complicated, Mrs. Yu
He rushed over with Mrs. Jiang.
After taking a look, Mrs. Yu frowned. Because Shu Yao was still in the boudoir, she asked the people around Shu Ya:
"What's going on?"
Mother Liu stepped forward and said softly:
"I think it's because I've gotten angry, but I've seen Hong."
Old Mrs. Yu was shocked, then looked at Shu Ya again and comforted:
"Good kid, it's okay. I wasn't at ease when I was pregnant with your uncle, so I was not at ease. Please feel at ease. When the doctor comes, I will prescribe medicine to protect the fetus."
Mrs. Jiang walked towards the door and called someone loudly to invite the doctor.
After finishing his order, Chuntao lifted the curtain and ran in panting. Behind him was a doctor carrying a medicine box, running so hard that he was out of breath.
Liu's mother put down the light veil on Shu Ya's couch. Shu Yao didn't bother to avoid it and wanted to wait and listen to what the doctor said.
Mrs. Yu, Mrs. Jiang and others moved away from the couch. The doctor stood and took a few breaths. He waited until his breath stabilized and claimed his guilt. He sat on the little mat that Chunxia brought over and reached out to find his pulse.
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Everyone held their breath and kept their voices quietly waiting for the doctor's examination results. The doctor first cut Shu Ya's right hand, then changed his arms and stretched out. After pondering for a while, he waited for a while, and then he realized that he had been up, and stood up and turned to look.
The old lady bowed and said:
"It's not a big deal. It's just too sad and depressed. I'll wait for a few injections, prescribe a few medicines, and stay in bed and take care of it." After that, he bowed to the old lady and opened the medicine box.
He took out the gold needle, stabbed it at several acupoints, and then gently twisted it. After a while, he put away the needle, looked at the old lady, and then picked up the medicine box and walked out.
The old lady knew that he had something to say, so she winked and Mama Liang followed her out.
After a while, Liang's mother came back and said that the doctor must stay in bed and rest after he had settled down after taking the medicine. Mrs. Yu understood and nodded.
After acupuncture, Shu Ya immediately recovered much. It was already lunch time, and Mrs. Jiang showed impatience and fatigue. While asking someone to rush to pick up medicine, she also asked someone to pass on the prescription and get the medicine.
Old Mrs. Yu called slowly and said:
"Let's just tell the story of the two sisters Ya girl. Let's stop here, watch the trouble of Ya girl."
Shu Ya was holding people, but Mrs. Yu asked her to keep them well, and finally took everyone in the house, including Mrs. Jiang. When the meal came, Shu Yao served Shu Ya first and ate, helped her lie down and tucked her for her.
The good quilt was left to serve Chun Tao and Chunxia in front of the bed before going outside to eat.
Soon, Chunxia came back with the grabbed medicine. Shu Yao put down the bowls and chopsticks and stood up. Without other people's hands, she went outside to boil medicine around the small stove.
There was wind outside, and the white curtains whirred. Shu Yao blew out a breath, and there was a white fog in front of her face. The medicine had to be used to control the heat. Shu Yao sometimes leaned over to look at the fire, and fanned it from time to time.
The medicine slutted and a wisp of white air slowly rose.
In a forest outside the yard, a young man in white stood, holding a feather fan in his hand, looking at this place from a distance through the magnolia tree with dead branches, and only felt that the girl in plain clothes was sitting there,