Chapter Ninety-Seven: The hand is swollen, and the medicine is broken
"They're coming with us?" Although Qin Wanru had already guessed it, his face did not show it, and he only showed a slightly surprised expression.
"Yes, they came with us...... We owe a lot to Qi Mansion! Qin Huaiyong's brows furrowed tightly, and his face was not very good-looking.
Not only because of Qin Yuru, but also because of what Di did this time, Qi Ping, the prefect of Qi, grabbed the handle, and the result of the showdown with himself was that he had to temporarily accept and contain Qi Rongzhi, and he also tried to find a good family affair for her.
"From now on, you will only be closer to your mother, and the others will ...... Don't worry about it! Qin Huaiyong looked at Qin Wanru, and there was something in his words.
"Yes, everything is under my father's arrangement!" Qin Wanru didn't seem to hear what Qin Huaiyong meant that she didn't have to care too much about Di's words, and said respectfully.
After Qin Huaiyong left, Qin Wanru did not immediately freshen up and sleep, but made medicine under the lamp, she made it very carefully and meticulously, threw the few medicines she needed into the stone mortar, took a small medicine pestle, and carefully pounded it.
These medicines were brought up the mountain by the way by Shui Ruolan a few days ago, and when Shui Ruolan sent medicinal materials to the old lady before, she also brought her own share, which she had just brought from the old lady, but these medicinal materials were also stained with the smell of green koji grass.
For the average person, the taste of these ayeast grasses is unavoidable.
This is a homework assigned to her by Mrs. Mingqiu, which is not too difficult for her now, but dyed with the medicinal herbs of green koji grass gave her an idea and a new idea.
There are a lot of people who have gone to the capital to see here, and they have been calculated to withdraw from marriage and divorce again in their previous life, and those few people may still appear, she must put an end to all of them when they have not yet asked for marriage to the general's mansion, there is only one Qingyue around, and there are too few people!
She needs more useful people, and she needs more loyal people!
She took a fancy to someone and wanted to bring it into Beijing, but right now, this medicinal herb with the smell of green koji grass is a powerful means!
"Miss, can you help the slave? It's so late, do you sleep?" Qingyue saw that it was not early, and brought in a cup of tea for her, and said with concern.
"No, I'm here myself, you don't know when to put in other medicinal materials!" Qin Wanru shook his head, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes.
Seeing Qin Wanru holding the medicine pestle so hard that a pair of white and tender little hands turned red at the tiger's mouth, and there were even faint signs of swelling, Qingyue felt distressed: "Miss, the slave and maid are strong, the slave and maid come to the pestle, and the young lady can guide the slave and maid on the side, so that the young lady can also take a rest!" ”
Qin Wanru's skin was very white, and the snow was as white and tender, pinching the area at the head of the medicine pestle, it was visible to the naked eye that it was so red, it was very clear.
Petite hands, always just reading books, adjusting lines, when have you ever pinched things so hard, doing such work.
"It's okay, Qingyue, you don't understand this, it's better for me to do it myself!" Qin Wanru looked at the red marks on his hands, he was not very satisfied, and continued to pestle the stone mortar hard, although his hand was very painful now, but in fact, the degree was not enough, and it was basically nothing to sleep for one night.
"Miss, then you can pestle again tomorrow! Didn't you do it all at once in the past? Qingyue really felt sorry for Qin Wanru's hand.
"The past is the past, and now there is not much time, just a few days, I have to get it faster, and this time the medicine is different from the past, it's best to get it all at once!" Qin Wan's long eyelashes flickered twice, falling jagged shadows under the light, reflecting her snow-white-pink little face, almost with a clear feeling.
Skin is like snow, crystal clear!
"Qingyue, if you're sleepy, go to sleep, I'll pestle again!" Qin Wanru raised his eyes and looked at Qingyue and said with a smile.
"The slave is not sleepy, the slave is here to accompany the young lady, the young lady does not sleep, the slave and the maid do not sleep!" Qingyue almost said negatively, thought about it, went to the inner room to get some ointment, and prepared to wait for Qin Wanru to make a good medicine, she would give the medicine to the young lady, so that the young lady's hand would not be swollen tomorrow.
"Qingyue, I don't need it, I just want to make my hands swollen!" Seeing the ointment in Qing Yue's hand and her angry face, Qin Wanru smiled, her eyes were full of purity, and her smile was even more innocent!
It makes people realize once again that she is still just a child!
However, the meaning of her words startled Qingyue; "What do you want to do, Miss? What if your hands are really swollen? The old lady can't help but die of distress when she sees it! ”
"So, if I don't go to see my grandmother tomorrow morning, I will say that I was startled by Qi Rongzhi today and didn't sleep well at night, and I got up late tomorrow morning, so you go and tell my grandmother!" Qin Wanru hung his head and looked at his slender little hand, and the red mark holding the medicine pestle became more and more obvious.
It can even be regarded as hideous, the hand is swollen and painful!
But these are really nothing compared to the punishment of beheading, the smile on the corner of her lips is getting brighter and brighter, and she is ruthless to herself!
"But Miss, your hands ......" Qingyue felt that her heart was also hurting, and her young lady's small hands were swollen into such a big piece.
"It's okay, just wait for me to sleep!" Qin Wanru stood up, looked at the unfinished medicine surface, and felt that the heat was almost over.
"Slaves put away?" Qing Yue looked at the one or two small medicinal herbs that were still in it, and asked not very understandingly.
"No need to take it, so be it!" Qin Wanru is very satisfied with his work, this is indeed not the best finished product, but for himself, it is the best!
With the strength of a child of his own, this is already the best!
The next morning, Qingyue went to confess to the old lady on behalf of Qin Wanru early in the morning, and when Qin Wanru got up, Qingyue came back early in the morning, and after grooming Qin Wanru, her eyes fell on her hand.
After sleeping all night, it wasn't much better, Qingyue even felt that her hands were swollen even more, both hands were swollen, even when Qin Wanru was eating, it was a little inconvenient to pinch the chopsticks, and she couldn't pick up the vegetables.
Qin Wanru simply put down the chopsticks in his hand, asked Qingyue for a spoon, and drank some white porridge directly.
After a bowl of white porridge, Qin Wanru stood up, and instructed Qingyue to wrap the stone mortar, along with the medicine powder in the stone mortar, and carry it to Mingqiu Shitai.
When he arrived at the thatched hut at the bottom of the mountain, Master Mingqiu got up and was doing morning class, Qin Wanru knelt on the futon on the side and quietly closed his eyes and waited.
Although Mrs. Mingqiu is also a nun in the nunnery, she basically does morning classes alone, and rarely with the nuns in the nunnery, and most of the masters of the nun claim that her sister is not in the nunnery, and Mrs. Mingqiu is a quiet person who doesn't want others to disturb her tranquility.
She is just the master of the meditation nunnery for a difficult disease, and when there is really no way to help people to treat it, and even if she is helping people to see a doctor, she is only as an ordinary nun in the meditation nunnery, even if some patients are cured, they just think that the master of the meditation nunnery is not free for a while, so she called a female nun who followed her in the nunnery to help people see a doctor in the past.
Because of this, many people only know the master of the meditation nunnery, and they don't know the master of Mingqiu!
Finally, Mrs. Mingqiu finished the morning class and slowly opened her eyes.
"Why did you come here so early today? Don't go to see Old Madam Qin? "In the past, at this time, Qin Wanru went to see Old Madam Qin and accompany Old Madam Qin.
"My hand is swollen!" Qin Wanru's lips pursed slightly, with a bit of childish coquettishness, "I'm afraid that my grandmother will feel distressed when she sees it, so I won't go!" ”
"How did it swell?" After getting along for the past few days, Master Mingqiu likes his smart and well-behaved apprentice very much, and when he heard that her hand was swollen, his eyes couldn't help but fall on her hand kindly.
Qin Wanru's hand was hidden in her sleeve, and when she heard Master Mingqiu ask this, she didn't rush to show it, and said to Qingyue with a smile: "Present the end of the medicine!" ”
Qingyue respectfully took out the stone mortar wrapped in the bag, most of the stone mortar medicine powder in it, and looked at the medicine powder in the past, which was a little rough and rotten, and it was very rough!
Master Mingqiu's face sank, and he reprimanded: "Like, what did the poor nun tell you, these medicines are related to the patient's body, and they can't be sloppy, how can you make these medicines like this, look at the still some of the medicines that have been made here, how can the patient take them?" Or even if you take the medicine, the effect is not good, it cannot achieve the expected treatment effect, and it may delay the patient's condition! ”
Qin Wanru lowered his head, without the slightest disobedience, nodded, and was respectful: "Yes, Mrs. Shi, I will work harder next time." ”
At the mention of force, Master Mingqiu's gaze fell on Qin Wanru's hand, and these words made her heart skip a beat, and she remembered Qin Wanru's words.
"Reach out!" Master Mingqiu said too slowly.
Qin Wanru hesitated, but his hand still slowly stretched out, although he looked a little reluctant.
The cloud sleeves that fell down were rolled up, and seeing the red and swollen white and tender little hands, Master Mingqiu couldn't help but brow, reached out and grabbed Qin Wanru's hand, and pressed his thumb on Qin Wanru's lump.
"Ah, Mrs. Shi, it hurts!" Qin looked at Mingqiu Shitai with tears in her eyes and pressed it on her palm, and hot sweat immediately broke out on her aching forehead.
It really hurts!
"You pestle the medicine pestle?" Looking at the location of the two red marks, Master Mingqiu asked meaninglessly.
"Yes...... It's me who took the pestle, my father said that he would go to Beijing in a few days, thinking that the medicine that the master had told me before the pestle was not good, and it happened to take advantage of the opportunity of my mother to send medicine to my grandmother, so I wanted to hurry up and pestle, but I didn't think of it but didn't have a pestle, and I asked the teacher to understand! ”
Qin Wanru lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head, deliberately embarrassed.
It turned out that she didn't care about the medicinal materials, but she was too young to use much strength, and she wanted to pestle all the medicines at once, but she blamed her.
Master Mingqiu's face softened, and his voice softened unconsciously: "Why are you so careless, next time someone will help you with the pestle, and you don't have to be in a hurry to be like this......"
Speaking of which, Master Ming Qiu seemed to have thought of something, raised her head and looked a little ugly, and a pair of good-looking willow eyebrows were tightly locked: "You mean, you are about to leave for the capital?" ”