The ancestor knew that Ye Qingyu had cured Ah Bao, and his medical skills were indeed good, but people were always easily deceived by appearance, and every time he saw Ye Qingyu's delicate face, he couldn't make people believe that her medical skills were superb.

Ye Qingyu asked for a pen and paper, and began to write prescriptions by brush, in addition to the prescriptions, she also wrote a lot of precautions, and she couldn't stop writing for a long time.

From the beginning, everyone's curiosity couldn't help but turn into suspicion, and what she wrote was not allowed to be read, saying that it involved the privacy of the ancestors.

Princess Rong glanced at Ye Qingyu with disdain, thinking that she was just playing tricks, but she didn't understand it at all, otherwise why wouldn't she let her read what was written.

However, the British duchess has a further understanding of Ye Qingyu's medical skills.

After all, the old ancestor had a weak heart just now, and she saw it in her eyes, which showed that Ye Qingyu was right, just like Ye Qingyu suddenly said her symptoms.

The British duchess glanced at Ye Qingyu, if she could cure her illness, it would not be impossible to give her a shelter.

After a while, another maid came, saying that the hour was almost the same, and that it was time to start the ceremony.

At this time, Ye Qingyu hadn't finished writing the precautions for her ancestors, so she didn't really want to participate in the ceremony.

The old ancestor saw that she didn't want to leave, so he smiled and left the person directly, "Okay, you can write it here, it's about my body, after you finish writing, you can also talk to me." ”

"Hmm." Ye Qingyu nodded, and naturally advised, with some intimate preaching,

"You really have to pay attention, you can't take things as inappropriately as before."

The ancestor glanced at Ye Qingyu a few more times, and felt that it was quite fresh, the juniors in the family respected her and were afraid of her, and they were very restrained in front of her, even if they cared about her, but there was always a little uncomfortable feeling.

And what Ye Qingyu said was natural and intimate, which was comfortable.

She was good to Ye Qingyu, and when she looked at her, she naturally had a plan in her heart, but after getting along more, she had to admit that Ye Qingyu was a likable child.

After everyone left, Ye Qingyu brushed and wrote for a while, and then finally finished writing, writing four sheets of paper.

The old ancestor took it from her, and at first she was a little careless when she looked at it, but then the more she looked at it, the more serious she became, many of what Ye Qingyu wrote were symptomatic to her.

Moreover, she also explained what to do when she was chest tightness and dizziness, how to maintain her health every day, such as what is the best food for three meals a day, how to rest, and she also wants to go to the garden to exercise more.

Strip-like, written clearly and clearly, people feel down-to-earth and relieved when they look at it, and they can naturally feel her intentions.

"Ancestor, I didn't dare to say it in front of people just now, your body looks fine on weekdays, but in fact, there are hidden worries, if you don't adjust your diet and don't take some symptomatic medicine to recuperate, maybe one day you will have a stroke and fall."

Ye Qingyu said softly.

"Mrs. Xu, don't dare to talk nonsense!" Mother Wu stood aside, her eyes jumped when she heard the words, and she shouted in a panic, her voice containing a strong sense of warning.

Ye Qingyu was not afraid of her, looked at the old ancestor with the same expression, and said seriously,

"In the face of illness, I will not exaggerate, ancestor, you believe me. Bofu still needs you, you have to take care of yourself for everyone! ”

(End of chapter)