Chapter 7 Worries
Mi Xiaotang looked at the pain in his eyes, and recalled the description of the male protagonist's past in the book, and felt uncomfortable.
She thinks that God should be disgusted with the author's great misery of writing the male protagonist, so he sent her to save the male protagonist and rewrite the fate of the original owner by the way.
Modern Mi Xiaotang: The ancestors made a fortune by traditional Chinese medicine, the family never forgot the roots, every descendant, from birth is required to memorize the classics of traditional Chinese medicine, even if he does not become a doctor in the future, he must also know a variety of ways to save people.
She prefers Western medicine and has quick results in treating emergency patients, so she majored in surgery in college and became a surgeon.
"This is Jishitang's signature medicine, called Huan Ji San, you are not mistaken." Chu Yize said angrily, but he had already made up his mind in his heart.
"You ......" Mi Xiaotang was indignant, she could question her character, but she couldn't question her medical skills!
No, character can't be questioned!
"Do you need me to go to the bottom of the pot and get some for you to compare? It just so happened that now I go to the kitchen to boil water. Mi Xiaotang returned the medicine bottle to Chu Yize, took the opportunity to tease, and turned around and went out.
She thought about it, he would leave if she cured him, he was also a hero, he couldn't kill his benefactor, and he wouldn't be hated by the heroine.
After Mi Xiaotang left, only Chu Yize was left in the room, he stroked the porcelain vase and hesitated.
The medicine was bought by his father, and his father came to help him with the medicine every day, and sometimes he would say that this medicine was too expensive, even if he went to line up early in the morning, he might not be able to buy it, how could it be a fake medicine!
Was it his father who found out that he wasn't his son who deliberately lied to him? Or is Jishitang also a century-old brand, really doing black-hearted business?
But Mi Xiaotang's determined appearance doesn't look like he's joking.
Who should he believe?
I'm so tired! Chu Yize slowly stroked the medicine bottle in his hand, he was a dying person, he should be a ghost.
I opened the cork, poured a little into the palm of my hand, and looked at it, and the hand dragging the powder trembled slightly.
He led his troops to fight for three years, and the smell of this plant ash was too familiar, and he understood it instantly.
This is not Jishitang's rejuvenation at all, it is indeed grass and wood ash.
In an instant, he was shocked.
With a "squeak", the door was pushed open, and Chu Yize subconsciously poured the ashes back and covered the lid.
"Boy, why did the stupid girl run to the kitchen?" Chu Dafu walked in quickly, frowned, and asked with a slight reproach.
A fool can't take care of what he is running around?
Chu Yize had something on his mind, and he didn't notice his fake father's slightly reproachful tone, so he only replied lightly, "Well, my throat is a little uncomfortable, let her boil some water for me to drink." ”
"Oh, I see."
Chu Dafu put his heart back in his stomach, he just came over to see if Chu Yize, a sick man, really had a round sex with a stupid girl.
The silly girl was prepared for him, and she was sick by the sick seedling, so unlucky.
Although the silly girl is a little stupid, she is young and clean, and she is not bad-looking, convex and upturned, and she must be comfortable to sleep.
Most...... Most...... The most important thing is that she is stupid!
Foolish! A scare can be scared.
No worries at all!
This sick man in front of him, it is better to die now, Chu Dafu looked at Chu Yize unhappily.
After just one glance, he became nervous again, "You kid, what are you doing with the medicine bottle when you don't sleep at night?" You have to hide this medicine, ten taels of silver a bottle, it's expensive, you can't let the stupid girl know, it's a pity to turn around and spoil it! ”