Doctor Luo groaned again, stroked his beard and said, "But what...... Wait for the old man to prescribe a prescription, and after eating a post, I hope that the fever will go down tonight, otherwise I am afraid that it will cause other symptoms, and it will not be good at that time. ”

After hearing this, Xie Fuzi was roughly relieved, this old doctor's medical skills are famous, and Shilin has a saying: If you don't become a good person, you will be a good doctor.

Dr. Luo is also a scholar, but he is not interested in his career, so he is a good doctor. Now that Dr. Luo said that it is no big deal, it is probably no big deal, but Xue Yi needs to pay attention to it here at night.

Doctor Xie made a scribe salute to Doctor Luo and said, "I'm tired." ”

Then led him to the main hall, and then waited until he wrote down the prescription, and then took Dr. Luo to the bedroom, Dr. Luo has been practicing medicine for decades, and he has known each other, so he doesn't need to be so particular, Xie Fuzi directly led him to the bedroom and gave his wife a doctor.

In Xie Xiang's room, Xia Xueyi was lying pitifully on Xie Xiang's small bed, and the quilt was on his stomach.

In the early spring of March in the south, there was still a slight cold weather in the spring, but his head was still sweating, and the sweat was like rain. Xie Xiang saw that he was still muttering about his mother, father, sister and brother in his mouth in a coma. I faintly sympathized with him.

But after thinking about it, Xie Xiang withdrew his sympathy, after all, this kind of emotion is not a good thing to show to a person who may want to live with him for a long time.

He looked at Xia Xueyi's burning face flushed, he had heard that rubbing his body with wine could reduce fever. But the first pain is that there is no wine at hand, and there is a good hidden by my father.

The second is that he is not sure if that method will work, and the very capable doctor has not said this method, in case he is self-defeating, it will be over. And I'm so small that I can't even make a proposal......

In the end, Xie Xiang still used the oldest and most direct cooling method: using a cool wet towel.

Xie Xiang went with difficulty to fetch a small basin of cold water, and then found a towel that had not been used at home. Just stayed by Xia Xueyi's side, wet the towel and fold it on his head, and then put the towel in cold water every once in a while and twist it to change it, and then change it again every other time......

Watching Xia Xueyi gradually fall asleep peacefully, little Xie Xiang actually sighed like a frightened adult.

Every morning before, Xie Xiang would sit on the small bench in front of the door with his chin on his face solemnly, bathing in the legendary golden rising sun, looking at the bamboo forest in front of the house with the sound of the wind, and his little face was full of serious thoughts about a question that was difficult for him to solve.

Why, why is it just an outdoor activity, how did the tall body shrink instantly, not to mention, but also verified Einstein's definition of great (keng) greatness...... Tsk, the climbing rope is quite fast when it is broken...... Unexpectedly, time has been turned back five or six hundred years......

……

Just when Xie Xiang continued this question, which he had studied for three months and did not understand; And subconsciously tried to pose as a thinker: "Dabao, Dabao, stop playing." ”

A gentle female voice suddenly came, "Your father is coming back soon, have you finished drawing all the big characters?" ”