Mr. Zhou got off the carriage, his face was drunk, his steps were suspended, and his two maids were helping him along.
"Why do you drink like this?" Mrs. Zhou said, watching the maid serve Mr. Zhou to lie down, "Make a hangover soup and add more cinnamon."
The maid responded, and Mrs. Zhou asked someone to add a handful of incense to disperse the smell of alcohol in the room.
"Where did you go? Why did you drink so much?" she said, kneeling down in front of Mr. Zhou.
"Go to Yunfeng Tower." Mr. Zhou said with a drunken smile, "Who do you think is treating us?"
"Who is it?" Mrs. Zhou asked.
"Imperial loyal assistant Gao Dujun!" Mr. Zhou said with a smile, "In the past, he looked down on my Zhou family, and he didn't want to think that my grandfather and his grandfather were both killed by real swords and guns in Shaanzhou. Now, he wants to see them.
I, I still look down on him!"
He said, reaching out and patting his leg.
"Didn't he just see that I have connections with the Chen family and the Tong family, so he came to win over me? It's too late!" He smiled, waved his hands and laughed, "What does he have?"
He pointed at himself with a drunken smile.
"I have a Jiaojiao son."
Mrs. Zhou pursed her lips and smiled, reaching out to push him to lie down.
"I know, now that you have Jiaojiao, we don't need to pay attention to them." She smiled.
"Oh, by the way, I'm going to see my Jiaojiao'er and see what she likes and wants. Let's buy it for her. Buy it. We have money. Give her whatever she wants and buy it." Mr. Zhou said, while
Get up.
Mrs. Zhou hurriedly stretched out her hand to support him.
"Oh, please be calm. I just fell down and I'm still not good at it, so don't fall again." She said, "It's so funny to fall for your little girl."
Mr. Zhou wanted to get up, but he was drunk, he laughed and lay down and fell asleep not long after.
At this time, Jiaojiaoer's place was quiet and no one seemed to be there.
Ever since the Tong family carried the person away, the hustle and bustle of the outside world seemed to have nothing to do with this place.
A maid poked her head outside the door.
"What are you doing?" A servant girl inside saw it and hurriedly came over and asked, waving her hands.
"Madam, please come and ask if you're awake?" the maid asked in a low voice.
Although no one reminded her, she still lowered her voice involuntarily when she came here. Since Mr. Tong was carried away, not only the people outside were shocked, but also the people in her family were frightened.
Come back to life!
Old Mrs. Chen had not seen it with her own eyes. Although she was surprised, she was not shocked. This time they saw it with their own eyes.
He is truly a miracle doctor!
He is truly a disciple of the Immortal!
"Not yet." The servant girl replied.
"I've been sleeping for two days." The servant who came to inquire said in surprise.
"It must take a lot of effort to bring people back from the Huangquan Road." The servant woman thought for a moment and said, waving to her, "Let's go quickly, let's go quickly."
The maid turned back angrily, and within a few steps of turning around, she met Liu Lang head-on.
"She hasn't woken up yet?" Zhou Lang asked directly.
"Yes." The servant girl replied hurriedly, "Sir, do you want to invite a doctor to take a look at it?"
The miraculous doctor who has the power to bring back the dead invites the doctor to see him?
Saturday Lang looked strange.
"please!"
In the room, Qin Langjun put down the tea pestle in his hand and said simply.
"Doctor please?" Zhou Lang asked, a little funny.
"Yes, go and get a doctor for her immediately." Qin Langjun said, looking at Liu Lang, "Liu Lang, too much is too little, the talk of ghosts and gods is the talk of foolish people, a gentleman does not talk about strange powers and confuses the gods. He has not gained fame before, and everyone
It's okay to talk out of curiosity. After this incident, Mrs. Cheng has gained a name in Beijing. No matter how it is spread in private, the name must be correct on the surface, otherwise, it will not be good for her."
Saturday Lang was silent for a moment.
"I'm afraid she doesn't have good intentions." He said with a snort.
Qin Langjun smiled slightly, picked up the tea pestle, and continued to grind his newly prepared tea.
"As long as you have good intentions, people will recognize it," he said.
Seeing the servant girl respond and want to leave, he thought of something else.
"My wife has been sleeping for two days. Please be urgent when calling the doctor." He warned, "There is no need to pick up a famous doctor and just go to the most famous drugstore to pick one up. The key is to be urgent."
The servant girl understood and responded yes.
The servants of the Zhou family moved very quickly. In less than a cup of tea, the doctor was pulled into the door of the Zhou family and knocked on Cheng Jiaoniang's door.
"What are you doing?" The maid opened the door and shouted in a low voice with obvious anger. Her eyes swept over the maid and landed on an old man behind her. Then she saw Liu Lang standing outside the courtyard door with his hands behind his back.
"My wife has been sleeping for so long. The master and his wife are very worried." The servant said carefully, "Please ask a doctor to come and take a look."
The maid's eyes flickered, and she looked at them again for a moment.
"Wait a minute, let me see if my wife is awake?" she said, closing the door.
Not long after, the door was opened again.
"Please, sir." The maid said respectfully, leaning aside to show courtesy.
Watching the doctor walk through the door, Liu Lang, who was outside the courtyard, turned around and left.
The curtains in the room were all down and the light was dim.
The old man was led into the bedroom, and at a glance he saw the figure of a woman lying on her side on the couch. He lowered his head to avoid sight.
"Madam, the doctor is here, please take a pulse." The maid said, lifting the curtain and pulling out a hand.
The doctor hurriedly knelt down and looked at the hands in front of him.
The girl's small hands were thin and looked a little rough with her age in the dim light, and even thin calluses could be seen on a few of her fingers.
The doctor quickly looked away and took his pulse.
A moment later, he switched to another hand. Just like his right hand, there was a thin layer of calluses on the fingers of his left hand.
What causes calluses to appear on both left and right fingertips?
"Please lift the curtain and take a look," the doctor said.
The maid responded and lifted the curtain.
The appearance of a thin girl was revealed under the brocade quilt. The doctor looked carefully, nodded, and the maid put down the curtain.
Mrs. Zhou has already heard the news and came over.
The doctor was invited outside, and before he could sit down, he was asked hurriedly.
"Madam, please keep your voice down, my wife is still asleep," the maid said.
"It's you, my maid. Why didn't you tell me that this happened?" Mrs. Zhou raised her eyebrows and yelled, "You even said that you shouldn't disturb your sleep, which makes me worried. If anything happens to Jiao Jiao'er, you can bear it.
Are you up?"
The maid rolled her eyes and turned her head to ignore her.
"How's it going, doctor?" she asked, looking at the doctor.
The doctor thought deeply.
"My wife is very tired and short of breath. She must be unable to get up and she is dizzy," he said.
The maid nodded, looking a little nervous.
"The complexion is pale, the nails are pale, and the pulse is thin and weak." The doctor continued, "This is a symptom of Qi and blood deficiency."
Are you really sick?
"But she is a miracle doctor? Why did she get sick?" Mrs. Zhou didn't expect to see the symptoms, so she was startled and shouted.
Miracle doctor?
The old doctor slowly looked towards the side of the couch. The curtain was drooped, blocking his view, but the description of the woman he just saw could still be seen in front of the old doctor's eyes.
He is fourteen or fifteen years old, pale and thin, and his illness can be seen without checking his pulse.
In the past two days, the drug store has naturally heard about the news that a lady from the Zhou family has come back to life.
It is not uncommon for strange people in the world to have certain secret recipes and techniques for treating diseases. For example, there was an old woman in Wuli Village outside the city who did not understand medicine at all, but she had a family-famous recipe for treating leprosy. The doctors were not surprised. When they heard that Zhou
When my family called a doctor, their suspicions were confirmed.
"Medical medicine is not autonomous." The old doctor said slowly, "As long as you are a human being who eats whole grains, you will naturally get sick, and you are not a god."
When the old doctor said the last sentence, he deliberately glanced at Mrs. Zhou and emphasized his tone.
Mrs. Zhou could naturally hear what the old doctor meant, and she immediately raised her eyebrows.
How dare this old man come to ruin the reputation of my Jiao Jiao! (To be continued)
