Shi Jiajia laughed, she was going crazy. I ate two or three bites of breakfast, and went back to my room to face the mirror. Now she values that bottle of ointment more than anything else, and whether her face can recover depends on this bottle of ointment.

After Jiang Chan got up and washed, she packed up the things for Uncle Mo and Aunt Mo, which were also big bags and small bags, she rode her own little electric donkey, which was called a galloping, and the destination was very clear.

When she arrived at Uncle Mo's restaurant, Aunt Mo was cleaning up the cage drawer. She makes some buns and pies to sell in the morning, and Uncle Mo boils porridge in it, and everyone can come and fight whatever they want.

Seeing Jiang Cicada coming, Aunt Mo smiled: "Little cicada will come, what are you doing with it?"

Jiang Chan didn't raise his head: "I have to bring it, this is the medicinal wine I specially prepared for you and Uncle Mo's physique." This is Chinese patent medicine, which strengthens the body and replenishes qi, and this is for Aunt Mo'er. ”

There was no one in the store anymore, and Jiang Cicada lined up the things. Uncle Mo walked out of the back kitchen, and when he saw the two jars of wine on the table, his eyes lit up.

He went over and lifted the seal on the jar, put his nose up and sniffed: "Yes, the smell of wine is strong enough, and it smells good." ”

The corners of Jiang Chan's mouth curled: "This is tiger bone wine, pulled out from the hands of an old Chinese medicine doctor." ”

"Then I'll try it in the evening. Uncle Mo laughed, and Aunt Mo glared at him with disgust: "You know how to drink, why don't you put these medicinal wines in?"

"Aunt Mo, you can take this Chinese patent medicine once in the morning and once in the evening, one pill at a time, this is a month's amount, and I will make it for you next month after eating." There is also medicinal wine, I still have it over there, and I will send it over when you and Uncle Mo finish drinking. ”

The crow's feet in the corners of Aunt Mo's eyes laughed: "You are so busy studying, what are you doing here?" I and your Uncle Mo are in good health, don't delay your study." ”

Jiang Chan held Aunt Mo's hand: "Where is the delay, your body is more important than anything else." ”

Uncle Mo hid the medicinal wine, and heard Jiang Chan's ironing words, and when he slapped it, Jiang Chan dodged and hid behind Aunt Mo.

Although she is not afraid of pain, Uncle Mo's iron sand palm is really not something that anyone can bear.

"What are you hiding?"

Uncle Mo blew his beard and glared, feeling that Jiang Chan was not close to him. Aunt Mo smiled: "Your hand is strong, the child can't stand up after two slaps, sit and rest for a while, aren't you tired after a busy morning?"

"Little Cicada, eat at Aunt Mo'er's place at noon, let Uncle Mo cook two good dishes, and see that the children are tired during this time, and they have lost weight. ”

Uncle Mo blinked and didn't speak, this girl was much healthier than when she was in junior high school, she used to be black and thin, but now she has become white and tender, where is it as thin as his daughter-in-law said?

"I won't eat here at noon, I'm going to the pharmacy later, I want to buy some medicinal materials, the medicinal materials on hand are not enough, and I have made an appointment with Zheng Lao." ”

Every monthly holiday, Jiang Chan will go to Zheng Lao's Chinese medicine pharmacy without moving, one is to exchange experience with Zheng Lao, and the other is to go to Zheng Lao's side to see if he can pick out some excellent medicinal materials from his hands.

So every time Zheng Lao saw Jiang Chan, he was angry and smiling, angry that as soon as Jiang Cicada came, he would have less treasures in hand, and he was happy to exchange medical skills with Jiang Chan, and he himself benefited a lot.

If it weren't for Jiang Chan's mentorship, he would have wanted to get Jiang Chan under his door, which was so good that he was greedy for it.

Seeing that Jiang Cicada didn't move, Aunt Mo quickly picked up a basket of buns: "Then bring these back for you, it's rare for you to come back once, and Aunt Mo doesn't have anything good for you." ”

Jiang Chan took a bite of the bun: "I thought about Aunt Mo's buns at school, and I was tired of eating the buns at school." ”

Aunt Mo slapped Jiang Chan: "Little pony, it's delicious, Aunt Mo will decorate it for you?"

Jiang Chan waved his hand again and again: "No, these are enough, I will come to the store next time to eat." ”

Saying goodbye to Uncle Mo and Aunt Mo, Jiang Chan set off again, this time to Zheng Lao's Chinese medicine pharmacy. When I arrived at Zheng Lao's Chinese Medicine Pharmacy, it was only early nine o'clock, and Jiang Chan happened to see Zheng Lao walking over with a birdcage.

There are two thrushes in the cage, which look very gorgeous. The corners of Jiang Chan's lips lifted: "Old Zheng, when did you get this thrush?"

Zheng Lao Qiao's little beard: "Someone else sent it, ask me to treat him." Why are you chicken thief girl? Oh, I'm thinking about my old man's good things again. ”

Jiang Chan held Zheng Lao's arm: "Look at what you said, if you didn't take care of me, I could get good things from you?" In a blink of an eye, she smiled again: "Besides, what I took out from you, but there are finished products for you." ”

Don't say it, just the health pills and medicine she made or something, if Zheng Lao spoke, when did she refuse?

Zheng Lao sneered: "Okay, okay, I'll just say a word, you girl has said so much, do you know that you respect the old and love the young?"

Jiang Chan's old god was at ease: "I know, I am young, and you, the elder, want to take care of me, a junior." ”

Zheng is angry, and he knows that if he meets this girl, he may not necessarily fight her.

"I'm not old enough to walk, I'll go by myself!" The old man was arrogant, shook off Jiang Chan and walked forward by himself.

Jiang Chan chased after him, and after saying a few words, he amused Zheng Lao and smiled again. After a few words, Zheng Lao suddenly said: "I currently have a patient on hand, paralyzed for five years, he recently came to me, he is coming over today, do you want to take a look?"

"Paralyzed?" Jiang Chan frowned, "What caused it? It just so happens that my hands have been itchy lately, you know, for people like us, challenging patients can arouse our interest." ”

"It is said to be a car accident, and it is estimated that it is a wealthy family again. Zheng Lao said it lightly, and Jiang Chan didn't ask in detail, she was concerned about the patient's condition, but it didn't mean that she was interested in the patient's family.

"I knew you were interested in these, if it's really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, he'll be here later, can you help me take a look?" Zheng Lao stroked his beard: "He came over for acupuncture a few times, but he didn't see any effect at all anyway." ”

"Then I'll wait here, Mr. Zheng, will you show me the good things you received recently?" Jiang Chan nodded, and smiled like a little fox at Mr. Zheng again.

Zheng Lao looked away with a toothache, "Yao, take you to the back to have a look, it's my private collection." ”

Jiang Chan pushed Zheng Lao on the shoulder: "The good things I made will be divided into half of you when the time comes, don't feel distressed." ”

As soon as he heard this, Zheng Lao didn't feel distressed, "I don't know who taught you this girl, I am greedy for this ability to make medicines." ”