Qu Xiaobai has never objected to her subordinates being assertive, on the contrary, her favorite is the assertive person. But for people who don't think about the big picture, or people who are narrow-minded and short-sighted, she will never be contaminated.

Obviously, Meng Jingfan belongs to this kind of person.

Aside from her previous temper, if this person were to work under her, she would not hesitate to leave. But now, after going through so much, if she doesn't have a little tolerance for people, then she is too sorry for this bloody experience.

Back in the house, Yang Ling woke up.

His eyes were still dull, and Yun Buxian wanted to do acupuncture for him, but he naturally wouldn't cooperate. Qu Xiaobai directly called Xin Qingjun and ordered his acupoint.

It's less effective, but it's better than nothing.

It took half an hour to do acupuncture, and after doing it, Zhang set out breakfast, which was still easy to digest, and this time only Yang Ling put the amount.

But Yang Ling didn't eat much.

Qu Xiaobai didn't force him, after he refused to eat any more, he sat down and silently began to eat the rest of his porridge, Zhang Shi hurriedly said: "I'll go and get it for Mrs., I was afraid that Lang Jun would rob Mrs. of food again, and if you eat too much, you will accumulate food, since Lang Jun won't eat it, I'll take it." ”

Qu Xiaobai said: "It's enough to add another bowl of porridge." ”

She was already eating poorly, and now in this situation, she is completely forcing herself to eat, just to avoid falling down.

Zhang brought her food again, the porridge and vegetables were complete, and she also brought two fried cakes.

"Madame is too tired these days, so I need to eat more."

As soon as Qu Xiaobai picked up the cake and took a bite, he was snatched away by Yang Ling, who had already finished eating.

Qu Xiaobai pursed his lips and smiled, "Do you like to eat this?" Earlier. By the way, Aunt Zhang, he loves to eat steamed buns, steamed buns for him at noon, there should be Chinese cabbage now, steamed cabbage pork, put a handful of sea rice in it, he loves to eat. ”

"Okay." Zhang agreed, and also smiled with a strong face: "I remember that Lang Jun does like to eat steamed buns." ”

Qu Xiaobai smiled and rubbed Yang Ling's head, "There are buns to eat at noon, you can save some stomach." It doesn't matter if he understands it or not, she babbles endlessly.

Someday, he'll understand.

After eating, he scrubbed Yang Ling's hands and face, and after a short rest, Dong Lang sent medicine.

Each small pill the size of a mung bean is coated with a layer of beeswax, and there are dozens of pills, which shows that it took a lot of effort.

Qu Xiaobai took the medicine, dragged the stool to Yang Ling, and sat opposite him, "Let's eat sweet beans." ”

She picked one up, "Open your mouth." ”

Yang Ling didn't open his mouth obediently, obviously he didn't understand her words, and he didn't know what she was holding in her hand. Qu Xiaobai had no choice but to pinch his chin, Yang Ling's mouth opened slightly, and she took the opportunity to put two pills into his mouth, "Swallow it, it's sweet." ”

The first few grains, Yang Ling obediently swallowed, but then he began to hold it in his mouth and not swallow it, the beeswax of the pill melted away, and the bitter taste soon spread, Yang Ling's whole face wrinkled into bitter melon, Qu Xiaobai hurriedly took honey water to him, "Drink it, it's sweet, it's not bitter if you drink it." ”

Although Yang Ling became bitter melon, he didn't vomit the medicine, and after drinking the honey water, it took some time to feed him the rest of the medicine, and it was already early.

The autumn color was thick outside, the sun was shining and the golden breeze was cool, Qu Xiaobai took Yang Ling's hand and wanted to go to the courtyard outside with him, but Yang Ling was pulled to the door by her, but refused to go again.

Qu Xiaobai didn't pull him out, and ordered Zhang to find a pen and paper and teach Yang Ling to draw in the house.

Yang Ling can't even hold a pen.

In the past, his handwriting was not pretty, but he also wrote with iron and silver hooks, but now he can't hold a pen, but only scribbles on the paper.

He drew many crosses roughly.

Qu Xiaobai chuckled in his heart.

It's not simply dementia at all.

When he was most psychologically fragile and did not have the ability to control and regulate himself, he experienced such a violent thing, which would inevitably leave a shadow in his psyche.

Dong Lang and Yun Buxian don't understand the subject of mental illness, she only knows the skin, it seems that she has to learn psychology with Du Niang.

Fortunately, there is also a good helper of Du Niang.

Qu Xiaobai watched Yang Ling draw a cross on the paper, and began to search for the works on psychology in Du Niang's information database.

She really didn't know where to start, and after a cursory look at some index bibliographies, she temporarily locked down a few.

She took a pen and paper and began to flip through the books in her head, jot down the main points as she flipped through them.

Dong Lang stayed in the house and didn't leave, and when he saw that she was writing again, he also came up to read it. After reading a few pages, he found that it was not a medical book, and he was a little confused.

"Are you interested too? Then I'll write in detail. ”

"In that case, won't you be too tired?"

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I have to learn from scratch, and with you and me, if there is anything I don't understand, we can discuss it with each other. ”

"Do you want to learn too? Isn't this copied for us to see? ”

"No, I'm going to learn it too."

"Didn't you learn before? You've got it all in your head. ”

Dong Lang's little straight man is also very perceptive occasionally.

Qu Xiaobai's face does not change color, this situation has been dealt with naturally, "I have the ability to never forget, but I don't like to read." Well...... Let's put it this way, it's just swallowing dates without seeking much understanding. ”

“……”

So why are you swallowing these books into your head?

Fortunately, Xiao Dong and Lao Yun present are not fond of delving into these idle things, as long as they can study medical skills, it is enough.

Qu Xiaobai began to transcribe in detail. After reading a few pages, Dong Lang soon found out that this was a study of another disease - mental illness.

Yun Buxian was not interested in these things, so he didn't continue to watch, but Dong Lang looked at it very seriously.

Qu Xiaobai couldn't help but joke with him: "You are a little straight man, your intestines can't bend, how can you still read this kind of codex?" ”

Dong Lang said: "I understand why you are writing this. ”

His sharp gaze swept over Yang Ling, but he didn't say much.

Qu Xiaobai understood that he understood, tacitly agreed with him, and did not continue the topic.

In order to be fast, she wrote very sloppily, and even Dong Lang couldn't understand many words, so she had to ask her again. The two of them wrote and read one by one, Yang Ling was holding a pen and drawing on the side, Qu Xiaobai wrote for about an hour, and Yang Ling also drew for an hour or so.

Lunch was ready, and after Zhang's came to ask for instructions, Qu Xiaobai took the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and started the meal first.

The large drawer of buns is brought to the table, and it is served with thickly boiled millet porridge, which is simple but very attractive. Qu Xiaobai beckoned Zhang and the others to sit down as well, and everyone sat around a table and ate with Yang Ling.

But Yang Ling still didn't eat as much as before.

Qu Xiaobai didn't force him, everyone was together, they were dull at first, but she was the one who was most active in mobilizing everyone's emotions, seeing that everyone couldn't raise their interest, she even reminded everyone that in front of Yang Ling in the future, they were not allowed to have a bitter face, even if they were forced to laugh, they had to pretend to be happy.

Dong Lang was the first to understand her words, and similar problems had begun to appear in the codex she wrote. Yang Ling needs a relatively warm and harmonious environment, and his attitude towards the people around him is still very sensitive.

After two quarters of an hour of lunch, Dong Lang took out the little black beans he had made.

After Yang Ling saw it, he shrank directly in the corner with a bitter face.

Qu Xiaobai took a small cup and filled the medicine, walked in front of Yang Ling, sat on the spot, and said softly: "Come, Yang Ling, take the medicine." ”

Although the voice was as gentle and nice as before, it was obvious that the tone was not as soft as when I coaxed him that day, and even, there was a hint of command.

Yang Ling looked at her eyes, and there was more ...... in his dependence Fear, well, it's fear, like a child is afraid of a parent.

Yang Ling opened her mouth slightly, Qu Xiaobai smiled at the corner of her mouth, took two pills and put them in his mouth, she put one in her mouth by the way, "Well, it's quite sweet." ”

Yun Buxian mixed a glass of honey water and handed it to Zhang, who walked up to Qu Xiaobai, waiting for her to ask for honey water at any time.

Yang Ling also saw the honey water.

He quickly reached out and snatched the medicine cup from Qu Xiaobai's hand, poured the medicine inside into his mouth, and then reached out to grab the honey water again.

Qu Xiaobai was afraid that he would not have the right head in his hand, so he choked on it, so he took the water away and sent it to his lips, his eyes changed from displeasure to joy, and finally had a look other than empty fear.

Qu Xiaobai bent the corners of his mouth lightly, "It's so powerful today." ”

After taking the medicine, Qu Xiaobai changed Yang Ling into clean clothes, and Xin Qingjun personally came over to inform him that the carriage and horses had been prepared.

Yang Ling still refused to go out, and Qu Xiaobai sighed helplessly: "I still point to the acupoint, go out." ”

This work is naturally done by Xin Qingjun himself, and he is not at ease with other people.

The carriage was parked outside the gate. After going out, Qu Xiaobai saw the Gaomen compound opposite. The black lacquered gate, the lintel is written with the word "Liufu", and the two stone lions in front of the door are squatting majestically on both sides of the gate.

The door was closed, and no sound came from inside. Qu Xiaobai's eyebrows frowned slightly, and asked Xin Qingjun beside him: "Who lives in this house?" ”

Xin Qingjun said: "It is a big official who retired from the court, surnamed Liu." ”

If I'm not mistaken, there was such a big commotion yesterday, but there was no movement in this courtyard, and there was not even a single person who came out to inquire about the situation.

Is it really a big family that is so well cultivated? Still is...... She had no intention of inquiring, but she felt something was wrong. She glanced at Xin Qingjun, and when she saw that Xin Qingjun's face was no different, she got into the car first, opened the curtain, and helped Xin Qingjun send Yang Ling to the car.

The car was very thick, soft and comfortable, Qingjun easily solved Yang Ling's acupoints, Qu Xiaobai shook his hand, and said with a smile: "Let's go home." ”