Zhou Ziyu came suddenly, and Zhu Youshu couldn't implement it, so Zhang Jinwen decided to use the most direct and fastest method to treat skin injuries.

Zhang Jinwen gently pressed the red and swollen area near the scar with her fingers, and the lump was a little hard and a little hot. Zhang Jinwen followed the anterograde position of the meridians, and cut the wound with the sharp tip of the knife, and the pus and blood inside spurted out, exuding a fishy smell.

Regardless of the soiled clothes, Zhang Jinwen quickly removed the festering polyps until the fresh muscle wounds were exposed, and bright red blood came out, and quickly sprinkled the newly prepared hemostatic medicine.

This time, when she made the wound medicine, she deliberately added the seven-leaf flower picked back from the Cold Food Festival.

"Brother Yu, it's okay right away, you can bear with it for a while."

"Hmm."

Only a thin layer of the powder was sprinkled, and sure enough, the bleeding stopped.

Zhang Jinwen smiled, now, she can also prepare no less than the wound medicine made by Liu Qing.

She sprinkled another layer of powder on the wound, which could not only stop the bleeding and build muscle, but also prevent the wound from festering and sticking.

"Brother Yu, are there any injuries elsewhere?"

"Nope."

"Senior Brother Zhuqing, you come to bandage."

Zhang Jinyu's hands were bloodstained, she asked Zhu Qing to take over to bandage Zhou Ziyu's wounds, and got up to change her clothes.

Chunlan Qiulan was very eye-catching, and made hot water for her early and put it in the room to wait, one removed the stained robe for her, and the other wrung a wet hand towel to clean it for her.

Aunt Zhang found an apricot red dress in the closet and came out.

Zhang Jin's mouth pouted: "Aunt Zhang, I still have to check Mrs. Tang's pulse!" ”

Aunt Zhang smiled: "I know, I know." Undergarment with teal. ”

Zhang Jinwen saw that the undergarment was plain cyan, and only embroidered a string of red apricot blossoms on the neckline, and put it on obediently, and Aunt Zhang combed her with a top ring bun, inserted a magnolia hairpin, and inserted a mutton fat jade hairpin given to her by Zhou Ziyu.

"Aunt Zhang, the shandan flowers are blooming so beautifully today, pick two and go to the jewelry shop, and let people play two hairpins according to them. The stamens are embellished with sapphires. ”

"Okay, I'll let the bamboo wind send it over in a while." Aunt Zhang opened Chunlan Qiulan and whispered to Zhang Jinwen: "Jin'er, when you are with General Zhou for a while, don't mention Gongzi Ji." ”

"Why?"

"General Zhou is injured, you have to care more about General Zhou, it's best not to mention others at this time."

"Oh. Got it. ”

Zhang Jinwen seemed to understand whether she understood or not, but she also vaguely understood that what Aunt Zhang said made sense, and agreed obediently.

After changing his clothes and going downstairs, he just walked into the yard, and Mama An greeted him: "Little lady Zhang, my wife drank medicine and said that she wanted to take a walk in the yard, is it okay?" ”

Zhang Jinwen stopped, thought for a while, and decided to go to Xinglin Yuan first: "I'll go and check Mrs. Tang's pulse." ”

Mrs. Tang stayed in Xinglin Garden, and Zhang Jinwen walked the meridians to Mrs. Tang every day with a finger needle, and asked the pulse twice in the morning and evening, and the treatment was extremely meticulous.

In just a few days, Mrs. Tang has become obviously soft, like solid soil thawing, revealing vitality.

Today, Zhang Jinwen temporarily treated Zhou Ziyu's wounds and delayed for a while, so Mrs. Tang couldn't help but send Mama An to find her.

When a seriously ill patient is suddenly obsessed with life, he will be very dependent on the doctor and his relatives, and it is not enough to see a little less concerned questioning later.

When Zhang Jinwen, who was dressed up in a new way, appeared in front of Mrs. Tang, Mrs. Tang's eyes couldn't help but light up.

Zhang Jinwen took Mrs. Tang's pulse, remembered that Zhou Ziyu told her about Tang Shilang's return to the capital, smiled slightly, and said, "Mrs. Tang, your pulse is already more stable and powerful than when you first came, and it is getting better and better." ”

A smile appeared on Mrs. Tang's stiff face, and she said with difficulty: "Little lady Zhang, I still can't walk." ”

Zhang Jinwen smiled warmly: "I see that Mrs. Tang has been able to walk around the courtyard, and it only took two quarters of an hour." Zhang Jinwen reached out and found a few acupuncture points on Mrs. Tang's legs and feet, and kneaded them vigorously: "The muscles and bones have begun to be activated,"

In fact, Zhang Jinwen is not good at words, and it is not easy for her to praise others.

However, as long as there are various methods that are beneficial to healing, she will try to test.

As expected, Mrs. Tang laughed twice: "Okay, three hundred steps!" ”

Zhang Jinwen told Mama An: "Today, Mrs. Tang has to walk 300 steps in the yard. Later, if Mama An underreports a number, you will have to deduct your monthly money. ”

Mrs. Tang continued to laugh: "Okay, if I exceed three hundred steps today, I will give Mama An a reward." ”

Mama An was excited and happy, and said busily: "The old slave doesn't dare to ask for a reward from his wife, if the little lady Zhang confesses, the old slave will definitely do it." ”

Zhang Jinwen was very satisfied with the progress of Mrs. Tang's condition, and walked into the study happily, Zhou Ziyu was still sitting behind the desk, holding a military book in his hand, and Zhu Qing had already packed up and carried the medicine box out.

"Brother Yu, does your wound still hurt after taking medicine?"

"It hurts!"

When Zhang Jinwen heard this, she hurriedly walked behind the desk and reached out to probe Zhou Ziyu's forehead: "Fortunately, there is no fever anymore, even if it hurts, it will only be for a while." Brother Yu, just bear with it. "Just now she was negligent and took the low-grade fever caused by the wound infection as a normal change in body temperature.

"I can't bear it." Zhou Ziyu said, one hand wrapped around Zhang Jinyu's back and hugged her. Jin'er not only changed her clothes, but also combed her hair again, and wore the hairpin he gave her, looking at it, she wanted to smell one.

Zhang Jinwen smiled and snuggled up: "Then what should I do?" ”

Zhou Ziyu put down the military book in his hand and wrapped his two hands: "Kiss, kiss it." ”

Zhang Jinwen looked down at Zhou Ziyu's face, she hadn't seen her for several days, she was still familiar as if she had never been separated, her eyes were still so bright, and she was smiling. She quickly pursed Zhou Ziyu's lips, and wanted to stand up: "Someone is here." ”

Zhou Ziyu originally wanted to tease Zhang Jinyu, but she didn't expect to get an extra benefit, so she smiled and let go of her arms.

Zhang Jinwen held her face and retreated to the Luohan couch and sat down: "Brother Yu, I'll make you a bowl of tea and soup, the wound won't hurt so much after drinking it, and it's okay to rest at night." ”

"Okay," Zhou Ziyu followed over and sat down on the other side of the Luohan couch: "Jin'er, the medicine you just gave me is even better than the previous one, newly prepared?" ”

Zhang Jinwen lowered her head and put Tian Qihua in the teapot, and said lightly: "After you left, I prepared it, and this recipe is better than what my ancestor wrote." ”

Zhou Ziyu's heart is as careful as hair, how can Zhang Jinyu's expression be hidden from his eyes?

"Jin'er, this kind of wound medicine is similar to the wound medicine that Liu Qing used for you, and it stops as soon as the blood is seen."

When Zhang Jinwen heard Liu Qing's name, her hand paused, and boiling water was sprinkled on the kang table.