Qiao Weiyang took her pulse and looked at her appearance at times. This is the method of looking, listening, asking and touching in traditional Chinese medicine.

She asked Mrs. Xu a few questions before she said: "Did the lady have suffered some hardship when she gave birth to a child?"

When Mrs. Xu heard Qiao Weiyang say this, her face paused slightly, and she was a little sad, obviously thinking about the past.

Xu Jingye sighed from the side, his tone mixed with complicated heartache, and said, "It's me that I'm sorry to my wife. We had been working hard for our careers and were in our thirties when we had children. However, we happened to encounter some emergencies in my career, and we didn't have enough money and lacked staff. My wife was pregnant and followed me to the town to buy goods and receive goods, but her body was not well maintained.

Later, when she was in confinement, she had to help me settle accounts and keep the bills, and she was overworked, which caused her wounds to get inflammation..."

Speaking of the past, Xu Jingye felt quite guilty.

Mrs. Xu hurriedly stopped her: "It's all the things in the past, and now it's all right, and there's nothing to worry about."

Qiao Weiyang was moved when he heard that the couple had a deep relationship, understood each other and cherished each other, and was also moved.

It is rare for two people to experience the smoothness from poverty to wealth, from difficulties to the present, and they can still understand and respect each other.

She said: "Yes, Madam, this disease must have happened since then."

"Then is there any way?" Xu Jingye asked immediately.

"Yes, I can prescribe medicine here to adjust it slowly, which can improve my wife's constant dizziness, pain in the whole body, and some gynecological problems." Qiao Weiyang said with a smile, "Actually, Hanzhi's medicine was not bad before, but he was really not good at gynecological... So he helped with conditioning. Although it worked, he stopped after two doses of medicine."

Mrs. Xu sighed: "So that's how it is."

"Don't worry, ma'am, these situations will be relieved soon."

"That's really thankful. I usually go to the hospital and have checked all advanced instruments, but I can't tell you any problems. The doctor always told me that I need more rest. But now I'm resting every day, so what else can I have? It would be great if you can help find the cause of the disease."

While writing the prescription, Qiao Weiyang said, "This is the fundamental difference between traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine. Western medicine is indeed very good, but it is too standardized and too reliant on machines, which loses the role of the doctor itself. Madam, you take medicine according to the prescription. Next time you come here, I will bring some of my own medicines for you to use. I believe it will be fine soon."

Xu Jingye and Mrs. Xu stood up and saw Qiao Weiyang off the door.

After Qiao Weiyang returned to Zhuojing Villa, he worked hard in the back yard for a while, picked some flowers and plants, and then took some extractions, made them into medicine liquid, and put them in a small bottle for later use.

Then she picked some other flowers and plants and dried them in the sun.

Her figure was traveling through the back yard, wearing a white dress, and her white hair dyed before had long been dyed back into its original black, draped and softly behind her shoulders.

Although her hair was tied into a ponytail for convenience, she was too soft and could not help but flow down her shoulders like gentle water as she moved.

Su Zhuoqian hasn't seen her figure back and forth in the backyard for a long time, and occasionally wonders whether this is a reality or a dream.

He stood not far away, as if afraid of disturbing the person in front of him, so he did not dare to step forward for a moment.

After watering the orchids, Qiao Weiyang turned around and saw the man standing tall and standing tall, looking at him with deep and quiet eyes.

She pursed her lips and smiled, put down the kettle, and approached him.

"husband."

She walked over and used her hand that was still stained with water to hold Su Zhuoqian's hand.

Su Zhuoqian seemed to have woken up from a dream, felt her body temperature, then opened his eyes and looked at her seriously, held her wet fingers, placed them beside her lips, and his expression became gentle.

"Today I went to the Xu family that Hanzhi introduced before and helped Mrs. Xu see her condition. So I came back to find the most suitable medicine."

"Have you found it?" Su Zhuoqian's heart calmed down with her voice and placed it in the most appropriate position.

"We have found all." Qiao Weiyang pointed to the medicine bottle next to him, "Her condition is not complicated and serious, but the root cause of the disease has not been cured. And he looks... he is always a little depressed. It's just a little strange. Her husband is kind and considerate. The two have a good relationship and their family is even more envious. But Mrs. Xu always looks a little unhappy..."

Su Zhuoqian asked softly: "Didn't you ask the reason?"

"At that time, I thought that this was someone else's privacy, so it was not convenient to ask. I only remembered that as a doctor, I should ask earlier if I have any questions. I will definitely ask if I go next time." Qiao Weiyang smiled.

Su Zhuoqian was infected by her smile, and then raised the corners of his lips, took out a piece from behind, and said, "Guess what I got?"

"Is it Tongliang's file?" Qiao Weiyang asked guessing.

Su Zhuoqian nodded gently, with a smile on his handsome face: "Don't you feel at ease now?"

"That's great! Why did you get it so quickly?"

"Since that school is not a serious school in itself, you can go to it by spending money. Naturally, you can take out the archives of Tongliang if you spend enough money."

Although he said it easily, Qiao Weiyang knew that it was not easy to take out Qiao Dongliang's files through the Qiao family's eyeliner.

She looked up at Su Zhuoqian and said sincerely: "Thank you."

"So what is the reward for me?" Su Zhuoqian raised his eyebrows slightly, and his noble and peaceful face showed a sense of abstinence and seductiveness.

"The reward is thank you." Qiao Weiyang deliberately pretended that he couldn't understand it, and turned around and wanted to get his own medicine bottle.

When she turned around, her waist was trapped by Su Zhuoqian. His voice rang behind her ears: "Are you thankful that?"

"What else do you want to thank?" Qiao Weiyang was hugged by him, and simply relaxed his body's strength and leaned against his chest.

His heat blew in her ears, and Qiao Weiyang was not standing hard, and he was even more unstable now.

Su Zhuoqian raised his fingers with distinct joints and placed them on her earlobe. Qiao Weiyang trembled with a trembling ear tip, but he just put her somewhat messy hair on.

Qiao Weiyang pursed his lips, turned around and threw himself into his arms, and before he could put his smile on his face, he tiptoed to kiss his lips.

Su Zhuoqian held her into his arms with a smile.

...

hotel.

Qiao Dongliang sat in the room, biting the tip of his pen, and was doing the questions intently.
Chapter completed!