I don't know if she saw it, she just looked at the porridge bowl and said, "It's good to cry." Since you're crying in one breath, you're not allowed to cry anymore. Alas—this porridge is also cold, are you still hungry, Ping'er? If you can eat some more, I will ask someone to help you warm it up. ”

Ping'er nodded solemnly, raised her hand to wipe the last tears on her face, and then reached out to pick up the porridge bowl beside her. Seeing that her hands were still a little trembling, she shook her hands, and she swallowed vigorously one bite at a time, regardless of the cold porridge. Ping'er is throat condition is too bad, so she directly used practical actions to show that she can still eat and doesn't need to be hot.

In fact, the weak Ping'er didn't feel hungry, and Ping'er didn't taste anything now, but she still had eyes to see, and she could see that this bowl of porridge was very attentive, and there were many precious ingredients and medicinal herbs in it, all of which were carefully mashed, so that she could swallow it directly without chewing. Even if she is not hungry, Ping'er knows that she can recover faster by eating more. It's also a good thing, not only can she not taste the taste, but she can't even taste the cold and heat of the porridge, and her throat hurts like fire, and the porridge is cold, and she swallows it down her throat, but she feels a little comfortable.

She didn't stop Ping'er, the porridge was cold, but it wasn't that she couldn't eat it. It's always good for people to know that they eat more. Watching Ping'er eat in a big gulp, she smiled, and still instructed Lizi: "You go and ask the kitchen to heat up more porridge." ”

She looked at Ping'er, and Ping'er nodded. Heat up more porridge, Ping'er will eat it. There may be food in the stomach, and Ping'er is feeling a little hungry. A bowl of porridge is really not enough.

Meizi hurriedly said: "I'll go, I'll run ......"

"I know you're fast. I'll go for it. Pear smiled, "Look at your eyes are red, since I'm awake, you better go and sleep for a while." ”

She also said: "After a while, Dr. Zhang should also bring Yingzheng with him, and we will take care of it, and there is no shortage of you." Go to sleep. ”

In the morning, the pear slept on, and the plum hadn't slept since last night. Looking at Meizi, her eyes were indeed red. She didn't turn her brain around just now, and Meizi was stupid and would only follow what she said, obviously her brain was also sleepy.

Meizi still hesitated.

In the end, Ping'er drank the bowl of porridge, her throat was more comfortable, and she persuaded in a hoarse voice: "Sister Meizi...... You go to sleep...... Otherwise, the screen will ...... Sorry. ”

Meizi obediently went back to sleep.

Although she really wanted to ask Ping'er what was going on, she was not in a hurry now that people's voices were like this. The two waited quietly for a moment.

They and Pear came back with their feet in front of their feet.

Dr. Zhang and Yingzheng saw that there was an empty porridge bowl next to the bed, and Lizi took a large cup, and saw that although Ping'er had just woken up, she had a good appetite, so she asked Ping'er to drink porridge first.

Later, she took too many pears, and Ping'er actually drank most of them, until she confirmed that she couldn't eat them, and she hiccuped.

They kept smiling and watching Ping'er drink porridge, and now they wanted to laugh even more when they heard the full burp, but before they could make a serious joke, "poof-" Ping'er actually let out a fart.

"Poof!ha!" Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they burst into laughter.

Ping'er was suddenly a little embarrassed, but she could only blush and let them laugh at herself. She could only lie on the bed, and she didn't have the strength to find a crack in the ground to get into.

When they stopped laughing, Dr. Zhang said, "Okay! These bowls of hot porridge are in the stomach, and it seems that people's qi and blood are smooth." Ping'er, you don't have to be embarrassed, you can fart to prove that your body is healthy, and your injuries should recover soon. ”

What Dr. Zhang said is naturally reasonable. Ping'er's fart seems to be a really good thing. Ping'er was also happy to hear it, so she didn't feel shy.

Dr. Zhang sat on the edge of the bed, checked Ping'er's pulse, didn't say anything, smiled and asked Yingzheng to also check Ping'er's pulse. Yingzheng also smiled on her face after taking Ping'er's pulse.

Then Dr. Zhang and Qi Qing still retreated first. At this time, it seems that the daughter's family called the man to see that the shoulders and arms were nothing, but the lower body was not good, and the legs and feet were not good for the man to see.

Yingzheng lifted the medicine on Ping'er's leg. The medicine was a yellow-brown wet medicine, and it was a little nauseous to look at. If there is a residue of the old medicine that has been replaced, it needs to be cleaned up first and then replaced with a new one. As it was cleaned up, the wound on Ping'er's leg was revealed.

Ping'er watched by herself, although she was prepared, but she still trembled again when she saw the wormholes on her legs for the first time.

Unlike the whiplashes on Ping'er's body, some of these wormholes are shallow and have scabbed, but some are very deep, and they still have the eyes of black holes. Ying Zheng said that I am afraid that when Ping'er's injury is healed, these insect eyes will no longer be able to grow new flesh, and they will leave such holes and scars.

It's fine just one or two, but in reality there are a lot of deep holes like this. A girl who is less than ten years old is going to marry in the future, how pitiful it must be to leave such a terrible scar on her leg. She also asked if it could be repaired with Roselle cream. Yingzheng didn't know what Luoshenshuang was. I still asked Dr. Zhang. Dr. Zhang didn't see the wound on Ping'er's leg with his own eyes, but he just listened to Yingzheng's description, but he shook his head regretfully.

Dr. Zhang said that the wound is too deep, and there is only one way, that is, while the wound is still very new, artificially cut those shallow holes, so that the deep holes form strip-like scars, but it is difficult to recover completely. Some holes are too deep, and Dr. Zhang is afraid that some meridians will be involved, so it is not easy to go under the knife. Moreover, she only has the Roselle cream given by Aunt Wanjun in her hand, and it is not enough to treat the scar on Ping'er's leg. The most infuriating thing is that this thing is not something that can be bought if you want more. Doctor Zhang persuaded her to keep the Roselle cream for her own use. If you want to cut Ping'er's leg again, people will also suffer more crimes, and I'm afraid that Ping'er won't be able to bear it.

At this moment, Ping'er looked at the injury on his leg, and actually asked Yingzheng hoarsely: "Yes...... Will stay...... Is it a scar?"

Ying Zheng subconsciously glanced at her first.

She just couldn't bear it, and kindly said to Ping'er: "It's okay, I have a box of Roselle Cream, and when your injury is almost recovered, let's rub some every day, it shouldn't leave too ugly scars." ”

Ping'er is looking at Yingzheng carefully, and Yingzheng must answer.