To Fan Anyang's surprise, early in the morning, Du Yunxun brought two maids over with paper and paint. Fan Anbo got up early, saw him coming, greeted him with a smile, and asked people to invite Fan Anyang's sister and brother to come over, and the four of them had a meal together, so they asked people to move the long case on the wall to the window, and ordered someone to lay out the paper, study the ink, adjust the paint, Du Yunxun was the gentleman who taught painting, and taught Fan Anyang's sister and brother to learn painting, Fan Anyue had been looking forward to it for a long time, and couldn't wait to pick up the pen on the cotton paper and draw plum blossoms according to Professor Du Yunxun.

Fan Anyang followed the pen to paint, the maid standing next to her, tilted her head to watch her paint, Fan Anyang glanced at her, this girl has a beautiful face, not like Ruifang They said Yanli, I don't think it's the one called Yuxin, right?" What's your name?"

"Slave Yuhe." The voice was as crisp as a bell, and he bent his eyes when he smiled, which seemed very kind, Fan Anyang nodded and asked her to stand away. "You're standing a little closer, and you're in my way." Yuhe retreated in shame, and apologized frequently in his mouth, Fan Anyang didn't care, Du Yunxun was standing behind Fan Anyue, holding his hand to teach him to move the pen, and raised his head when he heard the sound, "They don't understand the rules, it's okay for Ah Zhao to be outspoken." ”

She's not going to be polite! Fan Anyang smiled at him, lowered his head and continued to work hard, Fan Anbo sat on the side and read, and did not express any opinion on this at all, but Fan Anyue looked around, did not see the rain heart that made him unhappy, and felt that he was in a good mood, and his pen and pen painting were very smooth.

On the other hand, the plum petals of Fan Anyang's paintings were shaking and unstable, and Du Yunxun frowned and stared, so he asked Fan Anyue to paint by himself, and he sat aside. Staring intently at Fan Anyang's hand, Fan Anyang was concentrating on the pen in Yingfu's hand, completely ignoring Du Yunxun's exploratory eyes, until his voice sounded behind her, she didn't know that he was standing behind her.

"Ah Zhao relax, come. I'll take you. You follow my hand. As soon as Du Yunxun grasped Fan Anyang's small palm, he found that she held the pen tightly, and he softly coaxed her to relax, but she couldn't relax, and her palm was still slightly wet.

He calmly asked her to put down her pen, and led her to Fan Amber's side, "Changqing." You probe her right hand, and I think something is wrong. ”

Fan Amber stretched out his hand to probe, he didn't notice anything unusual through his clothes, and looked up at Du Yunxun suspiciously.

"Don't you know that her right hand is weak?" Du Yunxun asked him rhetorically.

Fan Amber hurriedly turned his sister around, "Ah Zhao, your right hand has no strength?"

Belch. It's powerless. Can't hold the pen? Fan Anyang was immersed in his own thoughts and forgot to answer Fan Anbo's question, but Fan Anbo thought that Fan Anyang didn't understand what he meant, so he turned his head and ordered someone to invite a doctor to come.

Because in the Thousand Buddha Temple, I heard that the distinguished guests wanted to invite a doctor, and the monk did not dare to slack off. Busy with the people first asked the elders of the temple to come over, and he went to report to the abbot. When the abbot of the temple heard him say that the Fan family was going to invite a doctor, he asked with a sinking face: "It can't be that I was sick yesterday, right?"

"Probably not, right?" The monk paused slightly, touched his chin and groaned hesitantly for a long time, and looked uncertainly at the abbot, the abbot was nearly seventy years old, his bony face looked a little snarky, and his eyes were as sharp as eagles, "You let the Cui family be cautious, even if you want to get married, you should be more reserved." ”

The monk was heartbroken, looked up at the abbot, and saw a sneer on the corner of the abbot's mouth, and his eyes showed a bit of disdain.

A monk should not be in charge of the affairs of the family, but the Cui family is his own family, Cui Mu came with the patriarch's handbook, and he has to deal with it if he doesn't want to, after all, his brother and nephew are still members of the Cui clan.

On relatives, Cui Mu had to call him an uncle, but that kid didn't take him as an uncle in his eyes at all.

"The girl's family is still more reserved, the Jizhou Cui family is a century-old family, and I think it should be a knowledgeable gift." After the abbot said lightly, he lifted his feet and went out, and the monk was numb for a while, the Cui family in Jizhou is a family, a famous family, once upon a time it was reduced to such a climbing marriage?

If you really have a heart, you can express your intention to marry the Fan and Du families, why do you want a young man who has not yet reached the weak crown to show up with his sisters like this?

Thinking of the situation he asked from Xiao Shami, the monk's face changed a few times, and seeing the abbot walking away, he hurriedly chased after him, and turned around and asked people to quickly invite the Cui family out, right?

Fan Anyue painted a picture of spring plums, colorful and lively, full of spring breath, he was waiting for the eldest brother and Du Er's cousin to praise him with anticipation, who knew that the two of them, one was holding Ah Zhao's right hand in a daze, and the other looked out from time to time, as if waiting for someone.

"Zhao, what's wrong?" He was very attentive, and Du Yunxun whispered to them, so he had no idea what was going on.

"It's nothing, Ah Zhao's hand can't be used, and he has already asked the doctor to come and see." Du Yunxun saw that Fan Anbo was still holding Ah Zhao's hand in a daze, so he took the initiative to answer Fan Anyue's question for him.

Fan Anyue looked at Fan Anyang in surprise, "Can't do it?" Was it Fan Anlan who fought before?"

Fan Anyang shook her head, don't ask her, she didn't know why her right hand couldn't use her strength, she looked at the right hand that was held in the hands of her eldest brother, it turned out that she felt that holding the pen and twisting the needle would hurt, because her hand was weak, but she insisted on holding the pen and needle, so it would be painful and uncomfortable? Before leaving Beijing, she began to learn calligraphy, and embroidery began to twist needles seriously after going out, so when she was at home, she never felt discomfort in her right hand.

No, it seems that since she woke up, she has been feeling a faint pain in her right hand, but it is not obvious, but she didn't expect the situation to become more and more serious.

Not long after, an elder of the Thousand Buddha Temple who understands medical skills hurriedly arrived, and he was followed by a small novice with a medicine box on his back, before they greeted each other, and the abbot and the monk also arrived, and when they understood that it was the little lady of the Fan family who was slightly ill, they were relieved.

The elder had a white and long beard, a smile in his eyes, seeing that the patient was a child, and took out candy to coax her with a smile, and learned that his right hand was weak, Fang changed his expression, and cautiously palpated Fan Anyang.

"My sister was killed last year, and the high fever did not go away at that time, and the family was very worried. Van Amber was on his side.

Elder Whitebeard nodded, "It seems that it is an old injury, probably a broken bone, so the doctors didn't find it." The elder couldn't help but smile at her as he looked at him with his dark eyes, Fan Anyang smiled back, and the elder reached out to touch her head. Good boy. I'm going to eat rotten heads!. ”

Fan Amber didn't understand, and neither did the abbot and the abbot, so Elder Whitebeard saw that there was pen and ink on the case, so he walked to the front of the case and drew it for them.

"Our human bones are like this, the little girl's hand was probably injured in an accident, the bone cracked, but it was not broken, so the doctors did not find it, and she had a high fever at that time, thinking that the doctors were all here, and had no time to pay attention to the others, so they were negligent, if they found it at that time, they only needed to fix the hand bones and rest for a few months."

"What do you mean?"

"Now it's time to shake the wound open and let it heal again."

"How long will it take?" Fan Amber looked down at Fan Anyang who was hanging his head and asked.

The white-bearded elder stroked his long beard, "If you break your muscles and bones for a hundred days, you must rest for at least a hundred days." ”

Fan Amber's face changed slightly, "Then she has to stay here all these days?"

"Oh, that's not necessary, she has someone waiting by her side, and she doesn't need to do everything herself, and when I shake her wound open, I will pull it up, and I need to change it every day, and this plaster only needs to be applied for an hour at a time, and it will be removed when the time is up."

"Can't be left on for more than an hour?"

"This medicine cloth is not breathable when it is attached to the body, and if it is too long, the skin will be easy to itch, which is not conducive to healing."

The abbot knew that Fan Anyang's injury had nothing to do with his own temple, so he relieved himself and instructed Elder Whitebeard to treat him, and then left with the monk first.

Elder Whitebeard rolled up her sleeves first, and then gently exerted force on Fan Anyang's right hand, Fan Anyang immediately felt so painful that his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and tears fell down, Fan Anbai was distressed, hugged her and comforted her softly, Fan Anyue looked at Fan Anyang crying silently, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Ah Zhao, you cry!" If it hurts, why don't you cry? Aren't you the most afraid of pain? What a hero! No matter how strong you are, you can't be a man. ”

Fan Anyang gasped in pain, this white-bearded old monk will count? Tell her eldest brother to clamp her feet, wrap her in his arms, and clamp her left hand behind his back, so that she can't move even if she wants to struggle! The chatter in his ears was directly ignored, and Du Yunxun stood by and watched expressionlessly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Fan Anyang's big teary eyes met him, and she didn't have time to think about it, she fainted directly!

Fan Amber immediately noticed that his sister had fainted, and turned his head sideways to visit, but Elder Whitebeard hurriedly stopped him, "Don't panic, it's just right to pass out, I'm going to exert force to close the cracked bones." ”

Du Yunxun opened his mouth at this time and asked, "Dare to ask the elder why he didn't serve the little lady hemp boiling soup first?"

Elder Whitebeard was busy, and he didn't have time to answer him, a fine bead of sweat appeared on his forehead, I don't know how long it took, before I saw him stop, Mo Xiang hurriedly offered him a warm handkerchief to wipe his sweat, he smiled and thanked him, "The little girl is good, she will be able to take good care of your little lady." ”

"Yes." Mo Xiang pursed her lips and smiled, the whitebearded elder took out the medicine jar from the medicine box, took out the snow-white rolls of fine gauze and gave it to Mo Xiang, taught her to cut the size and fold it, and then scraped the ointment from the medicine jar and smeared it on the fine gauze, after wiping it evenly, put the fine gauze on Fan Anyang's arm, and then wrap it evenly with a fine cotton cloth.

"This plaster can only be applied for an hour, I will come back tomorrow, by the way, is there a cloth towel, make a scarf for the little lady, hang it around her neck, and then wear her hand in it, you can prevent her from moving her right hand."

Lilac hurriedly went to find a cloth, according to what Elder Whitebeard said, made a triangular square scarf, Elder Whitebeard took Fan Anyue to demonstrate, and after seeing that the women understood how to use it, they left a bottle of ointment and a bottle of service, "The ointment is used for patching, and the service is used to wash off the ointment and apply it to avoid itchy skin." ”

Fan Amber thanked him again and again, and after sending the elder and the little novice away, he turned around and sent Fan Anyang back to his room.

Fan Anyue wanted to follow him, but was left behind by Du Yunxun. "Come on, let's go back to class!"

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