Hearing that it was a bun, the old lady subconsciously refused: "I'm not hungry, I'll leave it for the flowers to eat at night." ”

She is old, it doesn't matter if she eats more and less, the flowers are still young, and she needs to eat more good things to grow her body.

Zheng Xianyun fed the buns to her mouth, trembling his hands like withered branches, and persuading her in a child-like tone.

"I've eaten it with Hua'er, and the owner of the medical hall invited us to eat shredded meat noodles at noon, and the buns were specially brought back for you to eat, you take a bite and taste it, this is meat filling, but it is fragrant."

I heard that the two of them had eaten it, so the old lady took the meat bun and ate it, and nodded very satisfied: "Fragrant." ”

Qiao Wanyue also walked over with Hua'er at this time, and when she saw her grandmother, Hua'er let go of her hand, ran over and hugged the old lady's thigh, tilted her little head, and stared at her grandmother with bright eyes.

Merit system: [Old cold leg and glaucoma patients: 100100 merit points. 】

The old lady was about to lose all her teeth, chewing the meat bun slowly, and when she saw that Hua'er was back, she handed the rest of the bun to Hua'er, but Hua'er shook her head.

Zheng Xianyun said: "You eat by yourself, Hua'er and I just finished eating, and we are not hungry." ”

Seeing Qiao Wanyue and a few people coming over, he said to his wife: "The doctor who treats Hua'er also comes over by the way, you sit and eat buns first, and I'll pour water for them to drink." ”

Qiao Wanyue hurriedly called out to him: "No need to pour water, we are not thirsty, in fact, we just want to come and see Grandma Hua'er." ”

Tang Yuchen put the rice noodles and eggs into the kitchen next to him, and when he came out, he saw Hua'er move two wooden stools out of the house, one for Qiao Wanyue and one for Wei Cheng, but they didn't give it to him.

This made him wonder very much, he was the one who drove the car, he was the one who carried things, why couldn't he sit on the stool?

Tang Yuchen didn't care about Hua'er, and walked over to Zheng Xianyun and said, "Uncle, Xiao Wanyue bought you some rice noodles and eggs, I put them in your kitchen, you eat better on weekdays, don't be reluctant to eat." ”

I wanted to tell them that he would also help with the subsidy, but thinking that the matter had not been completed yet, he didn't say it.

Seeing that they even sent food, Zheng Xianyun also figured out at this time, they didn't send him by the way, they sent him on a special trip, and he was both moved and felt sorry for it, what a precious thing rice and noodles are, ordinary people are reluctant to eat it when they are not old, and he refused helplessly.

"We can't take these things, little girl, you can take them back, you can treat Hua'er's ears, our grandchildren are already grateful to you, we can't let you break the ......bank anymore."

The old lady also had red eyes, and said in an old voice: "How can we accept such precious things, you can take good care of the ears of the flowers, you are already the benefactor of our family, we can't accept your things anymore." ”

Qiao Wanyue interrupted them and diverted the topic and asked, "Grandpa, didn't you say before that your wife's legs and feet are not very convenient?" I couldn't see what she was seeing, so I came with a medical kit, so I'll help her take a look. ”

Zheng Xianyun was instantly diverted, and hurriedly told Qiao Wanyue about the old lady's condition: "She has old cold legs, and she has to wear thick pants in summer, and she often can't sleep at night because of pain, and her eyes are blurry, and she can only see dark shadows. ”

Qiao Wanyue didn't even save her pulse, put the medical box on the ground, opened the medical box and took out some fine needles for acupuncture: "Grandma, you sit down and rest, I'll do acupuncture for you." ”

The old grandmother grabbed Zheng Xianyun's arm uneasily, not knowing whether to let Qiao Wanyue be treated, she was worried that she would not be able to pay the medical bills: "Don't look at it, I have an old problem, and the pain will pass after a while." ”

Seeing the old lady's thoughts, Qiao Wanyue smiled and said, "Acupuncture doesn't require medicine, no money." ”

"You really don't want money?"

The old lady's face was full of anticipation, she had been tormented by the illness for many years, and she couldn't bear it, if it weren't for the people in her heart who couldn't let go, she might have drunk rat poison at a certain time.

"No money." Qiao Wanyue replied in the affirmative.

The old lady's eyes were mainly caused by crying too much before, her legs were frozen, and the illness was not very serious, but she had been dragging it out without treatment, which delayed the condition.

She pierced the needles on the acupuncture points on the old lady's legs and head respectively, piercing everyone like a hedgehog, making Tang Yuchen's scalp numb.

However, Wei Cheng sat on the side, as steady as Mount Tai, and he didn't know that he thought he had taken a tranquilizer.

It happened that a villager passed by the door, saw that she tied the old lady like this, came to inquire curiously, and learned that Qiao Wanyue knew medical skills, and stretched out her hand to let Qiao Wanyue show him too, the old lady acupuncture takes some time to pull out the needle, and she is idle, so she showed the villagers the symptoms.

The cervical vertebrae were misaligned, and after a light press of her little hand, the man suddenly felt that his neck and shoulders were much more comfortable, and he left overjoyed, and it didn't take long for a group of villagers to come over, all of whom came to see the doctor.

Listening to the merit value reported by the merit system, Qiao Wanyue's eyes were as bright as the moon and stars.

Originally, I planned to send Zheng Xianyun away, but I stayed directly for an afternoon, Qiao Wanyue gained a lot, and together with the old lady, she actually earned 300,000 merit points, thinking that she could open a lot of blind boxes when she went back at night, Qiao Wanyue's eyes kept shining, and the corners of her mouth rose uncontrollably.

All of this was seen by Wei Cheng, she looked at more than a dozen patients, none of them gave money, but her eyes were full of rich looks, as if there were a bunch of gold and silver mountains in front of her......

obviously likes money very much, but he throws away valuable antiques as broken copper and iron at will, and opens a medical clinic in order to make money, but does not charge money for medical treatment.

It's hard to figure out.

Seeing Qiao Wanyue busy, Tang Yuchen thought that she was offering love, and felt that although Qiao Wanyue was usually informal and looked very aggressive, she was a kind-hearted girl, and her impression of her was a little better.

It wasn't until more than four o'clock in the afternoon that Qiao Wanyue finished work, and the grandmother had improved her legs and eyes after her acupuncture treatment, and she prescribed a Chinese medicine prescription.

"Grandpa, this is a Chinese medicine prescription, after I come back from catching the medicine, drink it after breakfast and dinner, you can drink it for two days at a time, by the way, this medicine is not expensive, drink it for half a month, and grandma's illness can be eradicated."

Don't say it's not expensive, even if it's expensive, as long as it's within the range of what he can buy, Zheng Xianyun won't feel sorry for money, he nodded with misty eyes, his wrinkled face was full of gratitude, and seeing that Qiao Wanyue and the others were leaving, he went back to the house and moved a jar of bean paste.

"Don't dislike it, this is my pickled bean paste, it's not as good as big fish and meat, you can eat it with steamed buns."

He really wanted to get some valuable things out, but his house was surrounded by walls, and he really couldn't get anything decent.

Qiao Wanyue shook her head and refused: "Grandpa, we still have something to do today, we have to go back first, the bean paste will be taken when I come next time, and when the things in the operating room are arranged, we will pick up the flowers for treatment." ”

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(End of chapter)