After a while, Dr. Ge handed the written prescription to the medicine boy and instructed, "You go to the shopkeeper and only say that this prescription is what I want, and you go to the medicine cabinet in the treasury to catch it yourself."

The medicine boy answered and went out with the prescription, Su Yi glanced at Xie Zi'an, turned around and followed.

Qi Lele said, "Doctor Ge, please give Xianggong a pulse."

Doctor Ge sat up slightly and looked at Xie Zi'an, "What? But what's uncomfortable?"

Xie Zi'an shook his head: "There's nothing uncomfortable, it's just that Neiko is not at ease."

"Reach out."

Qi Lele looked at Dr. Ge, I don't know if it was her delusion, she always felt that Dr. Ge at this moment was more cautious than when he checked her pulse before.

Even a little longer.

After a long time, Dr. Ge put down his hand and twisted his long beard again: "Childe is in good health, there is nothing wrong, and there is no need for medicine, Madame can rest assured."

Qi Lele's eyes turned around the two of them, and said, "According to the theory, you can't hide the illness and avoid the doctor when you see a doctor, but you can't hide it, Xianggong is a premature child, and he had physical weakness when he was young, so I can't rest assured."

Doctor Ge showed a little surprise, but seeing that Xie Zi'an was not stunned, he seemed to be quite concerned about his wife's care for him.

After a moment of silence, Dr. Ge said slowly: "Premature children are prone to death due to congenital deficiencies, and most of them will have physical weakness when they are young, but as long as they are carefully cared for and spend their early childhood safely, most of these physical deficiency diseases can be improved. I see that my son's complexion is ruddy, his pulse is steady, and he is healthy, so there is no need for my wife to be anxious."

Qi Lele was suddenly relieved: "Thank you."

Dr. Ge smiled but did not speak.

After a while, Su Yi came back, carrying a medicine bag in his hand.

Xie Zi'an and Qi Lele got up together to say goodbye.

Doctor Ge bowed his head, watched them leave, stroked his long beard again, and showed a smile of relief on his face.

Coming out of the medical hall, Qi Lele accidentally saw a person, and inexplicably felt a little familiar: "This is not the one?"

"Du Erlang."

Qi Lele sighed, "Yes, it's him! How did you lose so much weight? I saw him pretty strong last time!"

It was Su Yi who replied: "After Du Zhuangzhi was cut on his leg, he was afraid that he would not be able to participate in the scientific examination because he was sick, so he had been living in this medical hall, and he refused to go back unless he was treated by Dr. Ge."

"What a coincidence, isn't his leg okay?"

Su Yi said: "I just asked the little medicine boy, and the wounds on his legs are almost gone, but he refuses to leave. The shopkeeper didn't think the money was hot, and he deliberately set aside a side room for him to live in peace of mind."

"Huh? How do you know he's here?"

Su Yi was stunned, and quickly said, "I heard Uncle Wang mention it before, so I wrote it down."

Qi Lele also asked casually, and soon said on the side: "It's not cheap to live here, right?"

"That's not it, Dr. Ge is the most annoying patient with this kind of thing, and the consultation fee will not be cheap, plus the cost of accommodation, it will cost dozens of taels a month."

"No wonder Du Erlang has lost so much weight! Du Zhuangzhi spent so much money alone, but the Du family didn't make trouble?"

Su Yi said, "It's been a few times."

Xie Zi'an listened to the two of them chatting happily through the carriage curtain, slowly took out the teapot and poured three cups of tea, and handed one cup to each other.

Su Yi was startled by this cup of tea, and was about to calm down when he thought he had said the wrong thing, but heard his eldest son's voice coming from behind him: "What happened later?"

Didn't you know later?

Su Yi silently said in his heart, and continued honestly: "Later, Mrs. Du used the silver to grind Wang Laoxiu before she promised to guarantee Du Zhuangzhi so that he could get off the exam, so Du Dalang and Du Shilang are pinching their noses and enduring it at this time."

Qi Lele took a sip of tea and said, "I don't know what Du Zhuangzhi's true knowledge is, if he is admitted to Xiucai, with his small-bellied temperament, I'm afraid he will be bad for us again."

"Nope

Yes." Xie Zi'an's tone was indifferent: "Unless someone covers up and takes bribes."

Qi Lele: "......"

"Woe to the mouth! How can this be said nonsense?" Qi Lele lowered his voice and reprimanded: "You can scold him for his wine bags and rice bags, and countless in his chest, but you can't even scold the examiner!" Haven't you been admitted yet! You're slandering! If someone hears about it, you'll be arrested!"

"Madame's lesson is that I will wait for him to pass the exam before scolding."

Qi Lele: "...... Okay."

Su Yi: "......"

Young lady, this is not good, is it?

Su Yi silently took a sip of tea, suppressing the terrifying waves in his heart.

Thousands of miles away in a Zhuangzi.

A middle-aged man dressed in brocade walked through the verandah and into the hall with unsteady steps.

"Daddy! You're looking for me?"

There was an old man sitting at the round table in the room, with white hair and beard, and because he was born white and fat, he did not look old: "Come and try this sesame oil and tahini paste."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the table and sat down, and dipped some chopsticks into his mouth one by one.

"This time, the sesame oil is quite fragrant, and the sesame paste is more mellow." The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Dad, has the purification method you newly figured out succeeded?"

The white fat old man suddenly sank his face: "I can't even recognize my own things, I don't think you need this tongue!"

The middle-aged man's heart trembled, and he hurriedly stood up: "Dad."

"This is the latest new sesame oil and sesame paste to appear in the capital. The color, aroma, purity, and taste are far superior to us!"

The middle-aged man said, "Dad, I just tasted the difference, don't I think you made it?" You've been thinking about how to purify it a while ago, and I'm ......."

"You! I smell that wine before you even enter the door!" The fat old man said angrily, "Look at you now, where do you still look like a craftsman? Eat, drink and have fun with a group of fox friends and dog friends all day long! The roots are going to rot!"

The middle-aged man hung his head, not daring to reply a word, and let the fat old man scold a bloody dog.

"What is it that our family can rely on to get to where it is today? Is it the recipe handed down by our ancestors?"

"No! It depends on our improvement again and again, and on the fact that we are always better and more mellow than other people's things!"

The fat old man scolded, suddenly became decadent, and sighed: "That's it, anyway, we don't have to send our things to the palace, and we don't have to worry about it anymore. After a hundred years, you will be able to live for half your life with the old money you have saved from my old bones."

The middle-aged man was shocked: "Don't you send it to the palace?"

"What I sent today has already been returned, and I don't have to send it in the future."

"This, this, who made this? Old man Wang? Or Mrs. Fang?"

The fat old man looked at him like this, and his heart became more and more disappointed: "It's the Ye family."

"Yip? Which Yip? Why did a Ye clan suddenly appear!"

"How many Ye clans are there in this world?"

The middle-aged man opened his mouth and couldn't say a word for a long time.