The next day, Qin Di, who had eaten a few small pieces of fish, did not have the slightest fault.

From this day on, Zhu Wan really realized that her son was not sick, but purely malnourished! To exaggerate, it was like a starving ghost reincarnated, no matter how much he ate, he couldn't eat enough!

She felt very distressed: "Han Cheng, hurry up and tell me to go down and buy more milk! Get some more chicken, fish, meat and eggs! Break them all into minced pieces and give Ah Di six meals a day, and each meal must not be missing." It's too unbelievable! Look at the hungry child! Could it be that the huge Qin family can't even eat?"

Qin Hancheng was surprised and relieved, he didn't dare to slack off at the moment, and carefully explained to the nurse that he wanted the child to be full, no matter how much, until he couldn't eat!

The days passed, and by the time Qin Di was one year old, his right arm was finally fully developed and could swing easily.

At this time, he can speak fluent language, but he has a calm temperament and will not speak when he is idle. As soon as you open your mouth, you can't refuse.

After another six months, his left arm began to develop.

By the time he was two years old, both of his arms had become normal.

Zhu Wan is very happy, in the spring of March, in the leisure season, she put her son in the car and walked in her garden, and her little daughter jumped and followed the side.

With the help of the servant, Qin Ling caught a yellow butterfly, put it in a glass bottle, and brought it to his younger brother: "Brother, look, what is this? This is a flower butterfly, is it good?"

Qin Di didn't say a word, just quietly looked at the butterfly struggling in the bottle, and felt that the little butterfly was similar to his own condition.

Qin Ling asked again: "Brother, when will your legs be fine, when will you be able to stand up?"

Qin Di looked at her dark eyes and red little face, and suddenly said, "Wait another three years, and your left leg will be fine." By the time I'm eight years old, my right leg won't be fine. ”

Qin Ling's eyes flashed: "Really, brother, how do you know that you won't be able to wait until you're eight years old?"

Qin Di didn't answer, and looked up at the flowing clouds in the sky.

Zhu Wan thought that her son was talking in his sleep, so she just smiled and didn't say anything.

After a while, the little girl Qin Ling began to think again: "Brother, you eat six meals a day, why are you still so thin? You get better quickly, I'll take you to catch butterflies! Look at that flower, isn't it beautiful? I'll pick it off and eat it for you, okay?"

Qin Di was almost worn by her, and said, "It's not enough to just eat, you also need tonics." If there are a few catties of old mountain ginseng, it may be better faster. ”

Qin Ling is young and doesn't know what old ginseng is.

However, when her mother Zhu Wan heard this, she suddenly "chuckled" in her heart, stopped the small cart and didn't leave!

She felt that her eyes were full of stars, and she said secretly: "Can this kind of thing be said by a two-year-old child? Where did he hear about the 'old mountain ginseng'?"

Thinking of a few days ago, in order to make a birthday for the old man, Qin Hancheng specially bought an old ginseng and put it in the safe at home, she couldn't help but tremble in her heart!

She is a pure Western medicine practitioner and does not believe in the claim that ginseng can "greatly replenish vitality". In her opinion, the so-called old ginseng is similar to a shriveled little radish, but the price is very expensive, and it is purely a fool!

With a worried gaze, she looked at her son sitting in the car, and asked cautiously, "Ah Di, who told you that you want to eat 'old mountain ginseng'?

Qin Di didn't say a word, just looked up at her quietly.

The mother and son looked at each other for a moment, two pairs of eyes clashing, one full of worry and the other as clear as a lake.

It was only a moment of hard work, and Zhu Wan was defeated, so she gritted her teeth, pushed the car into the house, opened the safe, took out the box containing the old ginseng, and held it in both hands to look at it carefully.

"Ah Di, look, this is the old mountain ginseng, which your father bought for three hundred silver dollars. If it really works, I'll give it to you to eat! Don't say that I want this old ginseng, even if it's a star in the sky, I want to pick it off for you! But how should I eat this old ginseng?"

Qin Di showed a rare smile and said, "Mom, beat it into powder and eat a small spoonful a day." ”

Zhu Wan is a doctor after all, although she loves her son very much, and she doesn't care about the price of old ginseng, she is afraid that children will be bad if they eat it.

Fortunately, there is a Chinese medicine shop in the Qin family, called "Ci'an Hall", which has old Chinese medicine practitioners sitting in the hall.

She put her son in the cart and pushed her forward to ask, but the old Chinese medicine doctor couldn't eat it accurately.

It stands to reason that young children belong to the pure yang body and cannot eat ginseng. However, Qin Di's legs are crippled, which can be regarded as congenital deficiency, qi deficiency and weakness, and it is okay to eat some ginseng and greatly replenish vitality.

After some consultation, Zhu Wan did not touch the old ginseng, but took some cheap ginseng from the pharmacy, let people beat it into powder, and after going back, tried to feed it to her son.

As a result, I didn't expect that ginseng was really curative! Only a month later, the big toe of Qin Di's left foot was able to move!

Zhu Wan was more and more surprised! Looking at her son's gaze, she couldn't help but change again and again.

She was highly educated, she was a Catholic, and she believed that there was only one true God in the world, and that there was either an angel or a devil!

Sometimes, she couldn't help but think, "This child is so weird, can it be said that he has a longing for wisdom? has a mature soul hidden in his body? Is it an angel or a devil?"

Of course, she can only bury this kind of thing in her heart, and she doesn't dare to say it to anyone when she goes out.

Because it's not a good thing, and it makes people laugh when they say it. If something happens, you'll be beaten to death. After all, the New Testament says that there is only one Jesus, and if there is another prophet, it must be heresy.

When she returned home, she discussed it with her husband, and then went to see the old man Qin Zhaoji.

"Dad, Han Cheng and I are free on weekdays and want to help the family do something. Can we take over the 'Church of Mercy'?"

Qin Zhaoji thought about it and quickly agreed.

He felt that the eldest son Qin Hanliang was very busy in the yarn factory, and the second son Qin Hancheng had nothing to do on weekdays except for being a manager in the bank, and Zhu Wan happened to be a doctor again, so it was appropriate for her to manage it.

The main reason is that the scale of Tzu An Tong is small and its annual profit is limited. The Qin family mainly operated a yarn factory and had no energy to focus on the pharmacy.

Sometimes, Qin Zhaoji wanted to sell the "Ci'an Hall", and it was estimated that he would not be able to sell it for 5,000 yuan.

"Well, from now on, the Ci'an Hall will be under your control, and you will keep the income. At the end of the year, the dividends from the yarn mill will not be given to you. ”

"Thank you, Dad, I want to take care of Ci'an Tang in order to dispense medicine to treat Ah Di. ”

"Alas, I hope the boy will be healed soon. "When it comes to the sick child, Qin Zhaoji has nothing to say.

Zhu Wan took Ci'an Hall and let people carefully prepare Bazhen Pills, ten perfect tonic soups, and constantly provided them to her son.