Qi Mo withdrew his hand from the top of Song Lingyue's head like an electric shock, covered the abruptness on his face, coughed lightly twice, and changed the topic:

"However, you sold all the twenty acres of medicinal materials to Li Fangrui, and in a few days, Li Shoucai will come to buy plasters again, so won't there be no medicinal materials available?"

Song Lingyue tapped Qi Mo's shoulder with her finger and said with a smile:

"Do you really think I'm stupid? I have long estimated the amount of medicinal materials needed to be used in the pharmacy and plaster, and I have stored all the medicinal materials in the medicine warehouse.

Those expensive medicinal materials are not affordable at all, and there are many medicinal materials that can be substituted for medicinal effects, so it is just right to sell them to Li Fangrui. ”

After speaking, Song Lingyue couldn't help but stick out her tongue and smile playfully at Qi Mo.

"You!" Qi Mo didn't have a rut, and her voice rose slightly, with a doting that he hadn't even noticed.

Her cheeks were slightly hot, Song Lingyue stirred the corners of her clothes, and it took a while to find an excuse and hurriedly said:

"I'm going to be back later, I won't tell you, I'll go to the kitchen and make the fried chicken nuggets that Yanzhi promised to make for him to eat."

Then he pedaled and walked with small broken steps, and ran away like a frightened fawn of a hunter.

Qi Mo's deep gaze fell on Song Lingyue's fading back, and soft ripples rippled in his heart.

Tzu An Hall, in the wing room on the second floor.

"Miss, all the medicinal materials that can be bought by the pharmacists within a radius of twenty miles from Jizhou Mansion have been bought back by the minions." Huai'an took out a stack of receipts for the purchase of medicinal herbs from his sleeve pocket and handed it to Li Fangrui to look at.

Li Fangrui took the receipts and flipped them one by one, and nodded with satisfaction, "Huai'an, you did a good job, and you lived up to my trust to you." Thanks to bringing you from home, I am so much more powerful to have you as an assistant. ”

"Miss's words, it is the duty of a slave to share her worries for Miss." Huai'an buried his head a little lower, obviously in an extremely respectful posture, but his back was straight.

Li Fangrui's beautiful face showed a gloomy sneer, and she threw the receipt in her hand on the table with a snap, and her gloomy eyes revealed the light that was bound to be obtained:

"From tomorrow onwards, all the medicinal materials in Ci'an Hall will be six folds, I want to see how Song Lingyue fights with me now!"

The next day, Song Lingyue was woken up by the sound of rain outside the window.

Grabbing more than one batch on her body, she yawned and muttered, "It's autumn, why is it still raining so much." ”

Seeing that the window was blown open by the strong wind, it creaked, and he hurriedly closed the window without putting on his shoes.

Song Yi came over with the washing water, and when she saw the wet patch on the ground, she smiled and said, "Miss must have opened the window again last night because of the heat, right?" Look at the water in a place, and you are not afraid to illuminate. ”

Song Lingyue turned around and saw that it was Song Yi, and muttered: "It's already autumn, and it's still so hot, and suddenly it rains, which caught me off guard." ”

"Miss, don't you understand? This autumn tiger hasn't left yet, and it will have to be hot for a while. Song Yi put the basin on the washstand, wringed the handkerchief and waited for Song Lingyue to wash her face.

Song Lingyue couldn't help but let out a big sneeze, which startled Song Yi, and hurriedly raised her hand to touch Song Lingyue's forehead, as if she was slightly hot:

"Oops, not good! Miss seems to have a fever! It must have been that I didn't close the windows last night, and I was cold with a cold wind. ”

Song Yi was busy waiting for Song Lingyue to lie down on the bed, and covered Song Lingyue with a thin quilt, Song Lingyue was like a child who was sleeping: "It's too hot, it's uncomfortable." ”

"Miss, you have a fever, can you not be hot? Be obedient, obedient, and lie down. Song Yi couldn't refuse to fold the quilt back for Song Lingyue, "Miss also said that she was a famous doctor, and she didn't even know that she was sick, so I was afraid that it would be a joke if it was passed out." ”

Song Lingyue sniffed and found that her nose was really plugged, as if she was really caught by a cold and dyed with a cold, but she still defended herself:

"Look at what you said, I can't get sick if I'm a doctor? So what about the peasants still farming, don't the peasants eat or eat vegetables? People eat whole grains, and there are those who do not get sick. ”

Song Lingyue rolled up the quilt, and then instructed Song Yi: "You can help me boil a pair of typhoid soup in a while, and tell Gu Gu that the pharmacy will trouble him today." ”

"Okay, the slave and maid will go in a moment." Song Yi responded, hurriedly pushed the door out, took a rag and wiped all the water traces in Song Lingyue's room, and then turned around and went out.

Originally, Song Lingyue didn't feel anything, but she felt a terrible headache at this time, and her nose couldn't breathe, which was very uncomfortable.

When I woke up, the sky outside the window was gloomy, and I didn't know how long I had been asleep.

"Song Yi, what time is it?" Song Lingyue only felt that her mouth was dry, and she was busy calling Song Yi's name.

"Miss." Song Yi heard the sound and hurriedly pushed the door in, "Miss, are you awake?" ”

"What time is it? How long have I been asleep? Song Lingyue rubbed her swollen temples.

"It's not a minute." Song Yi helped Song Lingyue sit up from the bed:

"From time to time, the slave maid came to call the young lady, but when she saw that the young lady was sleeping very soundly, she did not wake the young lady. At this time, Miss must be hungry, right? In the small kitchen, Aunt Li cooked shredded porridge with vegetables and meat, which was being warmed in a small casserole at this time, should she bring it over to Miss now, or would she bring it over after drinking the medicine? ”

Song Lingyue rubbed her hungry stomach, "It's okay if you didn't say it just now, I feel very hungry at this time, so let's drink the porridge first and drink the medicine later." ”

"Okay, then the slave will go and get it." Song Yi responded with a smile and pushed the window open, "It's raining so hard in the morning, but it's sunny now." The slave opened the window and ventilated the bedroom. ”

Song Lingyue looked through the window, and sure enough, the rainstorm in the morning had stopped, and the sun outside the window was victorious, casting an orange-yellow light.

It's a pity that the flower pot on Song Lingyue's windowsill forgot to be put in last night, and was hit by last night's rainstorm.

Song Lingyue stretched her waist and put on her clothes in a sloppy manner, "The sun is very good outside, I'll go out to eat directly, just so I can bask in the sun." ”

"The slave is waiting for you to freshen up." Song Yi was busy going to fetch water for Song Lingyue to wash her face.

"After a good night's sleep, Miss looks a little better." Song Yi looked at Song Lingyue's face in the bronze mirror, picked a hairpin from the box and gave it to Song Lingyue, and asked Song Lingyue to take the bronze mirror to see if she was satisfied.

After dressing up, Song Yi helped Song Lingyue to sit in the small dining room, "Miss, you wait here for a while, and the slave will go and fetch the porridge with shredded vegetables and meat." ”

Song Yi took the small casserole and put it in front of Song Lingyue, Song Lingyue couldn't wait to reach out and uncover the lid of the small casserole, but she didn't expect the casserole lid to be quite hot.

"Miss, beware of the heat." Song Yi hurriedly reminded her, as soon as the words fell, Song Lingyue had already been burned, her fingers slipped, and the casserole lid fell off, making a crisp sound.

"I'll come." Song Yi hurriedly used a rag to help Song Lingyue uncover the lid of the casserole, and the aroma that came to her nose made Song Lingyue feel even more hungry.

Picking up the spoon, Song Lingyue couldn't wait to put it in her mouth, "I had a lot of headaches after sleeping, but Aunt Li's mouthful of green vegetable porridge entered her stomach, and this nasal congestion is the same." ”

Song Yi smiled: "That's not it. Aunt Li knew that you had a cold, so she specially added a lot of shallots and minced ginger to the porridge, saying that it was to dispel the cold. ”

"No wonder, I said that there was a spicy smell in it, and I thought it was because the wind was cold and my tongue was numb, and I tasted it wrong."

This green vegetable porridge is thick and soft and glutinous, only a little salt is added to the seasoning, and a lot of green onions and minced ginger are added, there is no meat smell at all, only a mouth full of fresh fragrance.

A bowl of hot porridge with green vegetables and lean pork went down, Song Lingyue broke out in a hot sweat, and even her face was much better.

"Whew." Song Lingyue spit out a mouthful of turbid air in satisfaction, "This bowl of belly feels like I don't need to drink typhoid medicine." ”

"The typhoid medicine has been prepared for a long time, and it has been warm on the stove, and after the young lady has drunk the porridge and rested for a while, she still drank the medicine. You're a doctor, don't play with children. After speaking, Song Yi couldn't help but chuckle.

"Why are you playing with a child's temper?" Song Lingyue pushed the empty casserole forward.

Song Yi covered her lips and smiled: "The slave and maid have heard Xiangling say, you were sick a few days ago, and Xiangling boiled medicine for you, but you were so bitter that you refused to drink it." Later, Aunt Li persuaded you for a long time, prepared a lot of preserved fruit and candied fruit, and coaxed you to drink it, is there such a thing? ”

Song Lingyue only felt that her face was hot: "Why Xiangling, this girl will tell you everything!" "This makes me put my face wherever I go.

Song Yi said: "Miss Xiangling has a pure personality, lively and cheerful, and the slaves and maids like her very much. Miss, don't blame Miss Xiangling for this little thing. ”

"How so." Song Lingyue touched the tip of her nose, looked up at Song Yi with a smile, and said, "So, are you also prepared for candied fruit?" ”

"This slave is not prepared."

Before she drank this medicine, Song Lingyue's little face wrinkled into a whole ball because she couldn't eat the candied fruit, which made Song Yi even more unable to hold back her laughter.

"Laugh, laugh!" Song Lingyue put her hands around her chest and hugged her chest.

Song Yi smiled and said, "Miss, as a healer, but you are afraid of bitter medicine, how can you make the slave and maid not want to laugh." ”

Song Lingyue frowned, and said seriously: "This is a fallacy. It's true that I'm a healer, but I'm also a human being, and if I'm sick, I'm a patient, so what's the big deal about being afraid of bitter medicine? ”

"Okay, okay, Miss is always reasonable, but I'm afraid Miss won't be able to escape this bowl of bitter medicine." Song Yi took a look at the time, and saw that it was time to use it, so she hurriedly went to the kitchen to get the medicine in the medicine jar and put it in Song Lingyue's hand.

"Can I skip it?" Song Lingyue's little face was wrinkled, and her nasal voice had a coquettish taste.

"That's not going to work." Song Yi had a straight face, but she looked a little serious.

"I feel like my wind chill has been better for the most part, and now my head doesn't hurt, I don't have a fever, and my nose is no longer stuffy." Song Lingyue took Song Yi's hand and asked her to touch her forehead.