Free Days in Siheyuan

He sighed: "It's so comfortable, this is the life that people should live!"

It's just that God doesn't like him being idle. As soon as he said these words, he heard a knock on the door.

The two people sitting on the chairs looked at each other, a little confused, who would call the door at this time.

Zhang Yu asked loudly toward the door: "Who is it?"

"It's me, Xiaoyu, do you have any antipyretics at home?" Old Man Qi's slightly aged voice came into the house through the door.

"Yes, yes, who has a fever?" Upon hearing that they were looking for antipyretics, Zhang Yu quickly opened the door.

When Old Man Qi heard that Zhang Yu had antipyretics, he was happy, and then he quickly said: "The child Erwa may have been frightened during the day, and he started to have a fever not long after he fell asleep."

The old man couldn't help rubbing his hands as he spoke. He had already asked several stores but couldn't find antipyretics.

If Zhang Yu was no longer here, he would have to take the child to the hospital.

Zhang Yu knew from the look on his face that the child must have a severe fever. Otherwise, in this era where it was normal to let children go alone, parents would not be so anxious if they felt even a little bit uncomfortable.

"There is still some antipyretic medicine I bought some time ago. Uncle Qi, please wait a moment while I go to the house to get the medicine."

After Zhang Yu finished speaking, he walked into the bedroom, and then took out a large white bottle from the space under the cover of the room, and poured two tablets of Analgin from it. After thinking about it for a while, he was afraid that it was not enough, and poured out another tablet. Then wrapped it in paper.

These Anagins also have some origins. He only got this after smoking stinky tofu nine times.

Thinking of the stinky tofu he just smoked today, Zhang Yu couldn't help but frowned.

On the way back from the police station today, he saw that he had accumulated a lot of lottery draws. He couldn't hold it back and drew ten prizes. The lottery results once again proved to him that his luck during this period was still not very good.

God knows, seeing the pointer on the system dial skipping what he wants time and time again, and stopping on the big can of stinky tofu again and again, Zhang Yuduzhong found a temple to worship and get rid of his bad luck.

After drawing stinky tofu for the ninth time, he gritted his teeth and clicked on the tenth lottery, and secretly swore in his heart that if he drew stinky tofu for the first time, he would win within a month, not three months. I will never touch the system lottery again.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu suddenly missed the sign-in mode at the beginning of the system. The prizes at that time were so good!

However, he was not satisfied at that time and felt that signing in every day was too much trouble. He was greedy and wanted something better, so he clicked to upgrade.

The upgrade turned out to be quite good, not to mention that the trouble was not alleviated at all, and the rewards became even more bizarre after the upgrade.

Often you won't get anything good once out of ten.

You still have to sign in every day, but instead of giving you materials directly when you signed in at the beginning, you now sign in to accumulate the number of draws.

Thinking of the difference before and after, Zhang Yu almost cried.

Of course, Zhang Yu would never admit that he was a non-chief.

He has evidence. If he was a non-chief, how could he have obtained missile technology before? He just had bad luck recently.

Zhang Yu tried to comfort himself in his heart.

To be honest, when he won a large bottle of antipyretic medicine in the last lottery, Zhang Yu suddenly had the idea that the system was not too bad.

After coming back to his senses and recalling his thoughts just now, Zhang Yu suddenly wondered whether he had been PUAed by the system.But in any case, this system is not too bad. At least it gave him a large bottle of antipyretic medicine.

When he saw the specific name of the antipyretic medicine, Zhang Yu was still stunned for a long time.

Anakin is really not unfamiliar to him. Although Zhang Yu is a post-[-] generation, he is still very familiar with it because he lived in a rural area when he was a child and his family conditions were not very good.

In his childhood memories, he didn't often get infusions when he was sick. At most, he just gave him a shot in the butt.

Most of the time, I still take medicine. The main medicine for reducing fever is metamizole. It can not only reduce fever, but also relieve pain. It is a rare medicine that is both cheap and easy to use. It can be said that it is almost the same as those in their area. Have used metamizole.

But later on, Analgin was criticized as poisonous, and then it slowly disappeared.

Now that he saw it again, Zhang Yu felt a little complicated. He was not sure whether he should eat it if he had a fever one day.
Eat it. You are worried about side effects, so don’t eat it. There are very few antipyretics in this era. Even if you go to the hospital, [-]% of them will be prescribed it.

When he was looking at the dilemma of the bottle of Anagin, he suddenly saw the production date and instructions on the printed bottle.

Zhang Yu's eyes widened when he saw the production date, 3022! ! !
This is a full 1000 years different from the time of his death in later generations!
This is also the only one with a production date written on it among so many things obtained from the system.

Even though he had known that there was future technology in the system, Zhang Yu still opened his eyes wide when he saw the production date with his own eyes.

The year 3022 was such a distant era.

I wonder what the country looked like at that time?
After recovering from the date, Zhang Yu carefully read the instructions on the bottle.

It clearly states that this bottle of metamizole has been improved and its previous side effects have been eliminated.

It was good news for Zhang Yu to get a [-]-foot bottle of Analgin with no side effects.

It's just that he didn't expect such a coincidence. He just took it and used it before he spent the night.

Thinking of Uncle Qi waiting outside, Zhang Yu interrupted his memories by patting his head. Really, when did he have time to think about this?

Zhang Yu hurried out and put the pills wrapped with Anagin in Uncle Qi's hand.

At the same time, he warned: "This pill is big. If your child takes it, just break it into half. If you really can't swallow it, use a rolling pin to roll it into powder and let your child eat it."

Facing Zhang Yu's instructions, Old Man Qi nodded repeatedly: "Fortunately, Xiaoyu, you have medicine!"

After that, there was a series of thanks.

"Uncle Qi, it's nothing. It's important to go back and give the child medicine." Zhang Yu interrupted his apology. It was just a few pills, and it was not a particularly precious thing to him. The child was more important.

"Then I'll leave first. Another day..."

Looking at the old man who still couldn't forget to express his gratitude as he walked, Zhang Yu quickly reminded: "Uncle Qi, the road is dark. Please slow down. How about I take you back?"

"No, no, it's just these two steps. Old man, I've been walking for so many years and I can't even fall down with my eyes closed. You young people are quite tired after a long day of work. Go back and rest quickly."

After watching the old man leave, Zhang Yu and Zhao Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

What they couldn't bear the most was that they did some small things, but received so much gratitude from the old man.