Zhou Yin stepped forward and said to his mother while knocking on the firewood door: "Mr. Zhao's medical skills are indeed good, but his temper is a little weird. ”

Mrs. Zhou nodded and said, "There are often people, if it is a master, we should also be humble." ”

Not long after, Chen Subing walked out inside, and when he opened the firewood, he saw that it was Zhou Yin, and he was also a little embarrassed, but he still bowed his head slightly and said, "Zhou Gongzi." ”

As she spoke, she looked behind Zhou Yin, and saw a middle-aged woman supported by two maids, although there were no beads surrounding her, but she was also dignified, knowing that it was Zhou Yin's mother, she said, "Is this Mrs. Zhou?"

Zhou Yin nodded and said, "I specially brought my mother to ask Mr. Zhao for a consultation." ”

Chen Subing nodded silently and saluted Mrs. Zhou again.

Mrs. Zhou glanced at Chen Subing and saw that she was really a natural beauty, even if she was in a humble room, she was not in a hurry, and she had a fresh look, so she also nodded.

When Zhou Yin saw it, he said to his mother, "This is Miss Chen." ”

When Mrs. Zhou heard this, she just nodded and didn't say anything more.

Chen Subing welcomed people into the medicine house, invited the two to sit down, served tea to the two, and said, "I'll call the divine doctor." After speaking, he went to Zhao Yuan's bedroom.

Mrs. Zhou looked around, looked at the furnishings in the medicine house, and asked Zhou Yin, "Is there only two people living here?"

Zhou Yin said: "Mr. Zhao has always liked to be quiet, except for the sick, no one is left to live, and Miss Chen is also forced to live here temporarily. ”

When Mrs. Zhou saw that they were alone and widowed in the same room, she felt a little unhappy in her heart, her face sank slightly, and she did not speak.

At this moment, Zhao Yuan walked out of the bedroom, he dusted off the dust on his body slightly, straightened the hem of his clothes, still looked cold, and when he saw the two of them, he said, "Mrs. Zhou, Mr. Zhou." ”

When Mrs. Zhou saw Zhao Yuan come out, she also asked the maid to help her up, and she also bowed her head slightly to show her salute. She saw that Zhao Yuanfeng was upright, and his face was pale, but she eliminated most of her suspicions, when he was a reclusive gentleman.

Zhao Yuan glanced at the two of them, then waved his hand slightly, "Please sit down." ”

When Mrs. Zhou saw Zhao Yuan's appearance and expression, she was really different from ordinary doctors, and she naturally believed a little in her heart, and her illness seemed to be a little better.

Zhou Gongzi smiled and said to Zhao Yuan: "Mr. Zhao, I said to Mr. yesterday that at this time, I will take my mother up the mountain today, I hope that I can be diagnosed and treated as soon as possible, and I hope that Mr. will not blame me for being presumptuous." ”

Zhao Yuan nodded, and said to Mrs. Zhou: "I heard Gongzi Zhou say that it was an old disease, I don't know what the illness is?"

Mrs. Zhou said with a smile: "This is an old disease of mine, since I was about thirty years old, I had a headache, often attacked, I invited many doctors, each time it was only slightly alleviated, but there was no cure." ”

Zhou Yin also said on the side: "My mother doesn't have a bad headache every time, and it doesn't matter if she rests for two or three days, but this time it is extra painful and lasts a long time, so I want to ask my husband to take a look." ”

Zhao Yuan nodded, and said to Mrs. Zhou, "In addition to headaches, what other symptoms are there?"

Mrs. Zhou said it to him one by one, and after Zhao Yuan looked at the tongue coating, he checked the pulse again, and asked, "What kind of medicine do you take on weekdays?"

When Zhou Yin heard this, he took out a few prescriptions and said, "These are all medicines that you take on weekdays, please take a look." ”

Zhao Yuan took the prescription, looked at it twice, then smiled lightly and put it aside.