Chapter 285 - Second Dose
Shao Chenghao, Shi Xingyu, and Shi Sien entered the triumph, Shi Sien was the oldest, and the heterochromia in his eyes was the strongest.
Seeing Yang Fengqing coming over, he hurriedly said, "Meet the son." β
Yang Fengqing didn't remember Shi Sien, but Shi Xingyu was somewhat similar to him, coupled with the demeanor of the two when they came in, Yang Fengqing knew his identity at a glance: "Uncle Shi doesn't have to be polite, please sit down." β
"Yes, yes. β
Shi Sien was a little flattered, you must know that Yang Fengqing almost didn't react when he saw him before.
There were no maids in the room, and after Qiu Zitong brought the three of them in, he stood motionless next to Yang Fengqing's bedside as if he was afraid that others would grab the position. So the three of them each brought a bench and arranged it in front of Yang Fengqing's bed in turn.
"Childe, how are you feeling?"
"It's still a bit laborious to move now, but Zitong said that you can move casually at noon. β
"The internal and external medicines I give to the master are complementary to each other, and the master will recover the fastest. β
When Shi Xingyu came in, the first thing he saw was Yang Fengqing, and when he saw Yang Fengqing wake up, his eyes turned to Qiu Zitong who was standing aside.
The different color in her eyes was more than Shi Sien's look at Yang Fengqing, although she watched Yang Fengqing being stopped bleeding last night, she still couldn't believe that the pharmacist who did those things and had a solemn and steady expression on her face was this little girl.
"Qiu-Yakushi Qiu, Long Yin will arrive at noon today, please take a good look at Long Yin and save him, woo-"
Shi Xingyu said, the sadness that had accumulated over the past few days suddenly broke through her defenses, and after crying, she couldn't stop it.
Shi Sien hurriedly got up on the side and said to Yang Fengqing again: "Son, forgive me, there are too many things I have encountered these days, and I am ashamed to say that we men have not done as much as Xingyu." She had too many grievances in her heart, alasβ"
How could Yang Fengqing have the heart to listen to Shi Sien's accusation, what Shi Xingyu said made his smile solidify in embarrassment, and his face quickly became ugly: "Don't cry, what happened to Long Yin?"
"Woo-he wouldn't let me say. β
"Alas, you kid, what are you still stubborn at this time? Don't tell us, Childe and Lord Thorn Shi have such a close relationship, you and Childe said that Lord Thorn Shi will definitely not blame you. β
Even when talking to Shi Xingyu and them, Qiu Zitong's eyes were looking at Yang Fengqing.
Although Yang Fengqing didn't look at her at this time, she couldn't see the eyes that would make her feel very happy as long as she saw them, but she would feel very happy to see him and see him talking to others.
Seeing that Yang Fengqing's face was a little ugly, if her heart was like a blooming flower before, at this time, it withered a few pieces due to the cold, and said again: "Sister, tell me now, I know how to prepare herbs." β
"Woo - Long Yin - Long Yin lost his right arm while leading his army to attack Horse City. β
"What?!"
Shi Sien's reaction was the greatest, and Yang Fengqing's face was a little ugly, but Beigong Longyin was still alive, so everything was not too much of a problem.
Shao Chenghao and Beigong Longyin didn't have much intersection, and they kept silent after asking about that sentence.
Qiu Zitong nodded, his little face tensed a little, and he raised his left hand and fingered on his right arm: "Is the wound here, or is it here?"
Shi Xingyu raised his hand and put it on his shoulder, protruding his arm a little: "It's from here." β
"I know, I'll write down the herbs I need now, and I'll ask someone to get them together when you go out, sister. β
"Mmmm, it's not just the loss of an arm. Because he couldn't get the best treatment in Macheng, and Long Yin was too strong, he had been dealing with various government affairs with illness, his body was extremely weak now, and he had a bumpy road from Macheng to here, and I am afraid that his body would be even weaker. β
"I see. β
Qiu Zitong picked up a pen and paper from Yang Fengqing's bedside and squatted aside to write.
"Cheng Hao, what's the situation?"
"The Changshan army has retreated, and the people in the city are now hurrying to restore their courtyards, and everything is normal. β
"Any other news?"
"Not yet. β
"That's fine, if you don't have anything else to do, when Zitong writes the prescription, you can go back and do your own thing first. β
"Yes. β
It's true that there are none, but there are still many questions. However, Shi Sien knew that it would not be his turn to ask, so he did not say anything.
Everyone didn't notice that Qiu Zitong's writing speed was a little faster.
After a while, she handed a piece of paper full of letters to Shi Xingyu: "I only wrote the name of the medicine, and the dosage of all the drugs is no more than five taels, so you can grab a pound of each medicine." β
"Uh-huh. β
Shi Xingyu got the prescription, and even forgot to say the words of thanks, so she ran out of the door first.
"I'll retire. β
Shi Sien and Shao Chenghao got up to say goodbye before slowly leaving the room, Qiu Zitong followed, standing by the door and watching for a while. In Yang Fengqing's ears, there was a reward for silver when the door was closed, Qiu Zitong closed the door in response and put the door latch down.
She walked back to the middle of the room, where the small fire had not been extinguished, and the small pot on it was already gurgling, and white gas was coming out of the edge of the lid that had been washed open.
Carefully take the small pot down, put an iron rack on the stove, take out a few black herbs from the box on the side, a finger-long herb, and put the herbs on the shelf.
She picked up the jug again and filled it with a small cup. Holding the small cup with both hands, a pair of eyes on the small cup, he slowly walked towards Yang Fengqing.
When he arrived at the bedside, he faced Yang Fengqing and smiled happily: "Master, I've drunk the medicine." β
Yang Fengqing had already convinced himself at this moment that he was now a patient and Zitong was a pharmacist, and some necessary things that happened between them were normal.
"Hmm. β
Qiu Zitong saw Yang Fengqing open his mouth, holding the cup and facing Yang Fengqing's head.
"Master, the potion is too full, as long as you tilt the cup a little, it will all overflow. β
Yang Fengqing suddenly felt that he must have been like a fool before: "Then you can bring a few more cups, and I'll drink it slowly, it's not too troublesome." β
"But there were no extra cups in the room. β
"Uh-how did you feed me last night?"
"Yesβit was fed in some other way. β
Yang Fengqing noticed that Qiu Zitong's face was a little weird, but he didn't think too much: "Then you can just use that method again, I don't think it's troublesome." β
Qiu Zitong nodded and didn't speak, and in Yang Fengqing's complicated eyes, which were stunned at first, and then quickly realized, there was a mouthful of potion.
Qiu Zitong put the quilt on the stool, turned to look at Yang Fengqing, and Yang Fengqing's brows suddenly wrinkled again.
Qiu Zitong's brows also wrinkled together, and Danfeng's eyes were full of unhappiness.
"WhewβI'll open my mouth, and you'll be fine with some on my lips. β
He had just made the last struggle, and the struggle failed, and the pain was still so strong.
Qiu Zitong nodded in response, walked to Yang Fengqing's bedside, and slowly approached Yang Fengqing's head.
Yang Fengqing hurriedly opened his mouth, both of them opened their eyes, their eyes getting closer and closer, and the pupils of both sides were each other, and they could see clearly.
Yang Fengqing's face flushed, but he still chose to close his eyes.
In this case, he can't let Zitong close his eyes, and when the medicine is fed to his face, isn't it unlucky?
A cold and soft feeling came from his lips, and Yang Fengqing's eyelids moved up at first, but he didn't open his eyes until Qiu Zitong raised his head.
Everything has happened, and now he can't move anything other than his mouth, can he still push Qiu Zitong away?
However, the sense of grievance in his heart is really like the water of the Minzi River, surging and flowing.
After waiting for a while, Qiu Zitong didn't move, Yang Fengqing opened his eyes, Qiu Zitong's eyes were only a finger away from his eyes.
"Zitong, you-hmm-"
Yang Fengqing didn't close his eyes this time, he looked directly into Qiu Zitong's eyes, and he found that he was too stupid.
From Qiu Zitong's eyes, he saw another Qiu Zitong, a Qiu Zitong who can be a wife and a mother.
Qiu Zitong's eyes didn't have anything to hide his pride and cheerfulness, and after feeding another mouthful of medicine, he raised his head.
"Zitong, you-I-"
"Master, what's wrong with you? Isn't this a helpless solution?"
Yang Fengqing shut up and didn't speak, whether he answered or not, it didn't do him any good.
Qiu Zitong didn't wait for Yang Fengqing to answer what she meant, picked up the wine glass and shook it: "There is one last sip." β
After that, he was about to pour it into his mouth, Yang Fengqing hurriedly said: "There is only one last mouthful left, which can be poured directly into my mouth." β
Qiu Zitong didn't seem to hear what Yang Fengqing said, and poured all the potions into his mouth.
put the cup down and looked at Yang Fengqing quietly, the look in his mouth was self-evident.
With a threat, but also with pride.
Yang Fengqing first pursed his lips, and slowly opened his mouth in Qiu Zitong's threatening gaze.
Qiu Zitong leaned down, and the lips of the two were pressed together again.
This time, because it was the last cup, there was a little more solid. Yang Fengqing guessed that it should be an unground herb.
Some herbs are a little bigger, and when they enter his mouth, he will habitually roll his tongue to resist them.
Another herb came in the perception, and Yang Fengqing naturally greeted it.
It's just that Qiu Zitong, whose head was close to him, seemed to have been electrocuted, and his body shook slightly, and he fell on Yang Fengqing.
"Shhh
Yang Fengqing was still thinking about what he had encountered, how it was like jelly, Qiu Zitong's reaction made him understand, but before he could think about what to say, his entire chest was in sharp pain.
Qiu Zitong, whose face was red with blood, stretched out two hands and tried to support her body, the corners of her mouth were the medicinal liquid that overflowed from between the lips of the two of them.
"It's okay, just apply some more topical medicine. β
Yang Fengqing was like a little daughter-in-law who had been bullied, pursed her mouth tightly, and only nodded.
Qiu Zitong put the black Buqiu thing on the iron shelf of the stove before feeding Yang Fengqing to drink the medicine, and at this time, the outer layer of the black Buqiu had fallen off, revealing the golden yellow inside.
Steaming hot, it looks like a roasted sweet potato that has shrunk a lot and has been stretched a lot, and it looks very delicious.
Qiu Zitong took out a vessel with a diameter of one foot from the corner of Yang Fengqing's sight, took out a vessel with a wide palm of an adult's hand, clamped all the golden drugs on the shelf into the vessel with a clip, and then took out a small pestle for grinding.
Squeak β
Looking at the golden yellow medicine with a taste like a roasted sweet potato, when it is grinded, it makes the sound of sand being grinded.
A quarter of an hour later, Qiu Zitong came over with a vessel containing medicine.
Yang Fengqing had been closing his eyes before, and he didn't open his eyes until he heard the sound.
"How do you use it externally?"
"Master, you are stupid, just smear it on the wound. β
"It's simple, just ask Cheng Hao to do it. β
Although he was very worried that Shao Chenghao would be ashamed of himself when he saw him, for the sake of his conscience, Yang Fengqing also decided to betray Shao Chenghao once.