Zhu Yaogu touched his stomach, rolled his eyes and moved his hands and feet, and his face looked happy: "Well, at least I didn't vomit. In the past, I took the medicine prescribed by Huimintang, and I felt dizzy and nauseous after taking it for a while. Then I vomited heavily, and then I felt as uncomfortable as my bones and tendons were pumped. After taking this medicine, although the pain was still painful, at least I didn't want to vomit anymore, I didn't feel dizzy or panic, and I didn't feel so uncomfortable. It would be great to just do this. I just don't know if it can be cured?"

"Old man, the so-called disease comes like a mountain, and the disease goes like a thread. In general, this is the case, not to mention that you have chronic rheumatism and pain. It should be the root of the disease left by you when you come and go to the wind and rain to pull the fiber and go to the dock to sell medicinal materials in the early years. The disease accumulated over a long period of time cannot be completely eliminated early and overnight. You have to take care of it slowly. However, if you can persist in taking medicine, at least three to five days, or at most seven to eight days, the pain will be significantly reduced, the condition will be significantly improved, and your old disease will be gradually cured."

"Well, it makes sense. Well, you prepare the medicine for five more days for me and I will take it for five consecutive days to see if it works. If it works as you said, I will ask you and discuss it with you if you have something to do."

"What's the matter?" Zuo Shaoyang said.

"I'll talk about it if it works then." Zhu Yaoqiao turned to the door and shouted, "Sang Wazi, bring paper and pen!"

Sang Wazi agreed outside, and soon brought in a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and placed it on the table. Zhu Yao Cabinet picked up a pen and wrote a note, which was to tell his son to take the medicine for Zuo Shaoyang. After writing it, Zhu Yao Cabinet took out his purse, took a small piece of silver, and placed it in front of him: "Here, I'll give it to you, and I'll still go to my Hengchang Medicine Store to get the medicine. After preparing it, I'll take it to my medicine store. I'll decoct it myself."

"Okay," Zuo Shaoyang pushed the little silver in front of him back, "Old man, the money you gave last time is enough, all six doses of medicine are more than enough. Besides, these six doses of medicine are all made of your own medicinal materials. My penny of medicine is useless, so I can only make it up. I can't spend so much money, so I don't have to give it anymore."

Zhu Yaogu stared at him for a moment and nodded slowly: "Well, it is not easy for a doctor who is a doctor, especially a doctor, to be able to avoid being greedy for money. Well, it will take you half a day, so you can leave! Maybe your father is waiting in a hurry."

Zuo Shaoyang hurriedly stood up and said goodbye. There were more tea shops in the tea shop. Sang Xiaomei stood at the kitchen door and watched him come out, smiling and said, "Look at how cold you are, your nose is red."

Zuo Shaoyang also wanted to smile, but the cold winter wind in the backyard made his face blew. He tried hard to squeeze out a smile and couldn't even squeeze out. He turned around and looked at the backyard and whispered in a low voice: "It's all that Mr. Zhu. He didn't sit in the front hall, but he ran to the backyard to blow the river wind, which made me suffer from the cold."

"Hehe, that's what he is. He likes to sit by the river when he drinks tea all year round, and it's the same even on colder days. - Come to the kitchen to roast the fire, and I'll make you a bowl of ginger soup to get rid of the cold."

"No, I have to hurry back. My father is still waiting for me to go to the hospital. Thank you! I'm leaving."

Zuo Shaoyang walked through the front hall and came to the door. Sang's mother was carrying a pot of water for the tea guests at the door. Seeing that he was about to leave, she came over and smiled and said, "Little Doctor, are you leaving?"

"Yes, auntie."

"You don't sit for a while and have a cup of tea before leaving."

"I won't sit there, there is still something to do at home."

Sang Xiaomei hurried over from the kitchen and whispered to Sang's mother: "Mom, the tea mill is broken and I can't crush the tea. You go and have a look!"

"Ah?" Sang's mother walked to the kitchen and said, "How come she is so bad? I'll take a look. Please take care of it!"

"oh."

Seeing that Sang's mother entered the kitchen, Sang Xiaomei looked around and no one noticed. She stepped forward two steps, approached Zuo Shaoyang, looked outward, took out a small blue package from her arms, handed it to Zuo Shaoyang, and whispered: "I'll sew a crotch for you. It's very cold when you go to villages and villages. Wear this close-fitting, warmer."

The crotch is the vest today. It was originally an armor used by military soldiers to protect the front, chest and back. Later it was spread to the people and made into a kind of thoughtful clothing for the front and back pairs, and later developed into a vest.

Zuo Shaoyang was grateful, took the package, pinched it, soft, probably added silk cotton, and hurriedly said, "It costs a lot of money, I can't ask for it." He handed the crotch back.

Sang Xiaomei refused to answer and pushed her back: "You didn't even ask for money to treat me. What's the point of making a crotch for you? Take it quickly. It won't be better if my mother comes out and sees it later."

Zuo Shaoyang remembered the tea mill that suddenly broke when Sang Xiaomei mentioned just now, and immediately understood and whispered: "The tea mill is not broken. You lied to your mother just now and wanted to help her out. Yes?"

"Hehe," Sang Xiaomei nodded proudly, "You go quickly!" Yanran smiled and turned around and entered the tea shop.

Zuo Shaoyang had no choice but to put the package under his armpit and hurried back to Guizhitang.

Zuo Gui was already anxious, and finally saw him come back. He didn't ask what the result was. He just said, "Let's go!" He walked out with the bell doctor banner.

Zuo Shaoyang knew that Zuo Gui's father had no hope of making money for medicinal materials, so he was too lazy to ask. He did not make any money from it yet, so he had nothing to show off. Seeing that his father was walking away, he didn't bother to put on his vest, threw it on the bed, quickly carried the medicine box, hurriedly rushed to his father, and went out to walk out of the city.

I had no words all the way, climbed the mountain road for an hour, and finally arrived at Laohuaishu Village on the top of Qianren Mountain.

After the follow-up visit to Jia Caizhu's young master and Aunt Li, their condition improved steadily and the effect was not improved. Zuo Gui's father asked Zuo Shaoyang to give them a few more doses of medicine to continue taking.

Caizhu Jia naturally held a banquet to entertain his father and son. Then his father Zuo Gui was free to talk to Caizhu Jia. Zuo Shaoyang went to Miao Peilan's house. Seeing that the door was locked, he found out that the Miao family had gone out early in the morning and went to Suizhou to visit relatives. He had to return to Caizhu Jia's house in depression.

After dinner, Zuo Gui and his son continued to walk around the villages and patrol the doctors. They walked through two villages and saw several patients. When the sun set, the two men returned to the city. After counting, after deducting the cost, the net profit earned about twenty cents. The whole family was very happy.

The next day, when Zuo Shaoyang got up, he took out the silk cotton crotch sewn by Sang Xiaomei. The fabric of the crotch is made of kudzu. Although this fabric is not soft enough, it is very thick and is suitable for making a vest that does not need to be bent. At the heart of the front part of the crotch, a small forsythia flower was embroidered with a bud that was about to bloom. The petals were delicate and lifelike.

Zuo Shaoyang stroked the forsythia and remembered that he saw the forsythia in Sang Xiaomei's house the day before. It must have been her favorite flower. Perhaps it was her own imitation of herself. Is it a hint that she embroidered the flower in her heart at this moment? Is it a hint that she puts her in her heart?

Zuo Shaoyang saw the four sides of his crotch embroidered auspicious lace patterns that were so happy for a hundred years, which made the problem even more obvious. But seeing that the embroidery workmanship is very delicate and the stitching is very fine, it can be seen that it took a lot of effort.

After enjoying it for a while, I put it on it. It’s just right. From this, I can see that Sang Xiaomei is very good at needlework. She doesn’t need to tailor her body. You can tell how big the size she wears by just looking at her eyes. She sews out such a fit vest. The silk cotton she used is also quite thick. When she wears it on her body, her front and back will be warm. I don’t know if it’s the silk cotton or the effect of the warm brand. I think that with this vest, I will not be afraid of cold when I go to villages and villages to practice medicine.

After putting on the robe, he began to kneel on the bed to clean up the bed. A handkerchief was exposed under the pillow. Zuo Shaoyang was stunned and froze. He slowly reached out and gently took the pillow away, revealing the bag of things below.

Expanded, inside it was half a hard black bun with wild vegetables. - This was the one of the firewood-drawing girl Miao Peilan. Looking at it, Miao Peilan's petite and strong body, her eternal bright smile, her dark skin and the faint freckles on her nose, and the fragrance of the tender spring grass all over her body.

Zuo Shaoyang couldn't help but smile a sweet smile. He raised his hand and touched the warm vest on his body. Finally, he put down the black bun, wrapped it in a handkerchief, and placed it under the pillow. Then he took off his robe and took off his close-fitting vest. He glanced at the forsythia on his heart, carefully folded the vest and placed it on the shelf at the end of the bed, and placed the handwritten medical books given by Zuo Gui's father on it, then he let out a sigh of relief.

He put on his robe again, went down the stairs, carried a bucket to carry water, and naturally met Sang Xiaomei and Sang's sister-in-law. Their tea shop used a lot of water, which required half an hour to carry.

Seeing Zuo Shaoyang down the steps, the Sang family's sister-in-law looked around and saw that there was no one, and she smiled strangely: "Hey! Is the crotch of our little sister warm? Hey?"

Zuo Shaoyang couldn't say that he had worn the vest himself, but because he remembered Miao Peilan and took it off again, he had to stammer: "It's pretty good...hehe, thank you."

"I should thank my sister. She didn't sleep all night, so she would sew this crotch for you..."

"Sister-in-law!" Sang Xiaomei blushed.

Huang Qin smiled and said to Zuo Shaoyang: "I must thank you. Have you thought about how to thank you?"

"Why thank you? Otherwise, I will help you carry water?"

Sang Xiaomei waved her hand and said, "No, my sister-in-law and I are enough to carry water. Your store is very busy, don't delay the main business."

"The store is not busy, so it's just right to open the door after you pick up the water."

"It's really not necessary." Sang Xiaomei smiled bitterly and whispered, "If you want to pick up water, people will say me behind their backs, and my father will scold me..."

Zuo Shaoyang was stunned and then understood that although the Tang Dynasty was relatively open, it was still under the constraints of feudal ethics. A big man helped her and a girl to carry water back. The person he saw would not talk about himself, but would secretly say that Sang Xiaomei was not aware of her wife's morality and attracted butterflies to ruin the family style. He could not cause trouble for others.

Zuo Shaoyang said embarrassedly: "Then I will do something for you, right?"

Sang Xiaomei said with slight slightest: "No, just take care of the business in Haotang."

Zuo Shaoyang heard something from him, and after thinking about it carefully, he understood that Sang Xiaomei must have known that the reason why her father had never expressed his opinion was that she thought that Guizhitang was too poor. Sang Xiaomei asked her to take good care of Guizhitang, which meant that she wanted to make her business go forward. Only when her family was in a better and had money could she consider the marriage between them. Thinking of this, her heart was even more entangled.
Chapter completed!