Forced to be involved, the cannon fodder female supporting role has won a lot of money in the era

Chapter 57

Take a dip?
Jiang Chunyu suspected that she had heard some wild words.

Facing Jiang Chunyu's confused eyes, Wang Chunmei was so embarrassed that she could dig out three rooms and one living room.

But the family is busy with wedding celebrations, and even the slightest smell can be heard in every house next to Tongzilou.

She played with her fingers sheepishly, her cheeks burning.

"No one in my family knows how to cook medicine, and my brother is getting married. If the smell of medicine comes from the house at this time, I'm afraid there will be bad rumors."

Jiang Chunyu nodded to express his understanding, "You can wait until your brother gets married, or you can cook it in our pharmacy, but this is a public place, and the medicine stove needs to be purchased, and there will be a fee. I have to ask Dr. Chen about the specific amount."

Wang Chunmei breathed a sigh of relief. Although it cost some money, it was too easy.

Just come and get the medicine when the time comes.

There is no need to worry about not being able to cook medicine, nor to worry about rumors coming out of Tongzilou.

She watched Jiang Chunyu find a blank list from a pile of waste paper on the table, and write something on it with a pencil.

It's a bit embarrassing for her to stand here.

"Dr. Jiang, can I help you clear the table?"

An arm came into Jiang Chunyu's sight, and she quickly grabbed it, "No, I'll do it myself later. I can find it if it's messy."

Jiang Chunyu stepped into Doctor Chen's office again with a mission, and his mood was different.

After telling Dr. Chen the plan, I waited quietly for his answer.

After waiting for a long time, Jiang Chunyu became a little uneasy. Cooking medicine in the pharmacy was extremely common in later generations. Did he need to think about it for so long?
Doctor Chen took in all her expressions.

It's good for young people to be motivated, but the original effectiveness of health clinics is mediocre. There are only few people prescribing medicine, so how can anyone take medicine and cook it in the health room?

Not to mention the fees.

He put down the teapot and said instead, "Since there is a need, let's not report to the factory. Old man, I have a good salary. I can still afford a medicine stove and pharmaceutical tools."

Jiang Chunyu's fingertips felt hot and she quickly said, "How can I let you spend money?"

Doctor Chen's mustache rarely curled up, "Xiao Jiang, you have talent, but it seems that you are just a little tired at the moment."

He drooped his eyebrows and sighed in a low voice, "In the future, Chinese medicine will still need to look after you young people. Don't let Chinese medicine be lost in the long river of history. I am old, and the burden can only be left to you young people."

Jiang Chunyu stiffened and stared at his toes.

This mysterious little feeling tickled Wang Chunmei's heart, but no matter how she asked, Jiang Chunyu remained silent.

"I almost forgot. I just want you to help me see if I'm not on time."

"And every time I come here, my stomach hurts. When Dr. Chen was here, I was too embarrassed to come. Now it's great to have a lesbian who understands this."

Jiang Chunyu blinked, "Then what should you do if you have these women's diseases before?"

Wang Chunmei wrinkled her nose, "What else can I do? If possible, drink some brown sugar water. If not, drink some hot water. If not, it will become hard."

Jiang Chunyu took out the hand pillow he borrowed from Dr. Chen and carefully checked Wang Chunmei's pulse.

Wang Chunmei's calf muscles were shaking so much that she could even hear her own heart beating.

"You, Comrade Xiao Jiang, if you have anything to say, just say it. Don't look so serious."

Jiang Chunyu's face was still expressionless, and his frown was knitted into a ball.

"It's okay, don't worry, I'll take a look again."

It's really not a big problem, but Jiang Chunyu usually laughs and laughs, and seeing a doctor and diagnosing his pulse is a serious job.

Any inappropriate microexpression from the doctor will cause misunderstanding to the patient.Later, Jiang Chunyu got used to having a sullen face.

By the time she came to her senses, Wang Chunmei was almost crying.

I saw Wang Chunmei looking like she was about to die heroically.

Jiang Chunyu couldn't laugh or cry, "It's not as serious as you think, but it still needs some conditioning. I'll give you a massage first. If you think it's effective, I'll use Gua Sha acupoints to regulate it later."

Massage therapy is generally acceptable to everyone, so Wang Chunmei naturally has no objection.

After 10 minutes, Jiang Chunyu took back his hand and said, "That's it."

But Wang Chunmei didn't want to think about it at all. What kind of magical massage technique was this? It was so comfortable!

Not only was my stomach feeling warm, but the lower abdomen and thighs were obviously being kneaded and massaged, but the soles of my feet were also getting warm.

Her eyes widened, her eyebrows flew up, and she said ecstatically, "Comrade Xiao Jiang, oh no, Dr. Xiao Jiang, you are so capable!"

Then he quickly promised, "Dr. Jiang, if anything happens in the future, you will tell me to go through fire and water without hesitation."

Jiang Chunyu pointed his finger. There should be peace in the county, and there wouldn't be anyone who is going to be beaten or killed, right?

"That's not necessary. Does your conditioning require a longer period of time, or does it require some medicine, just three herbs? Do you want to try it?"

Wang Chunmei's family is in good condition and she earns a salary. She can get better by taking some medicine. She has no reason to disagree.

She said cheerfully, "Okay, just prescribe the medicine."

Watching Jiang Chunyu quickly pack three large bags of medicinal materials, Wang Chunmei was in trouble.

Her face froze and she looked back and forth between the medicinal materials and Jiang Chunyu.

Looking at Jiang Chunyu's returning gaze, she said without hesitation, "No one in our family knows how to cook. Can we just boil water and soak it for a while?"

"I heard that you took care of Aunt Guihua today?"

Jiang Chunyu finally put down the medicinal materials in his hand, tilted his head and asked in confusion, "Who is Aunt Guihua?"

Wang Chunmei smiled and said, "Have you never heard of Aunt Guihua's name?"

When the interest arose, Wang Chunmei took Aunt Guihua from the lowest level to the workshop worker, the middle level to the women's director, and the most senior to the trade union director, never leaving anyone behind.

All fought hard.

But there was a reason why Aunt Guihua was walking sideways in the factory. Aunt Guihua's man died in order to protect the goods in the factory from being burned by the fire.

Aunt Guihua raised her son alone, and finally got her son a wife and a grandson.

Naturally, she loves her as if she were an eyeball.

Jiang Chunyu was somewhat impressed. Most women in this era were tough.

But she didn't regret it, she admired him, but not everyone could scold Jiang Chunyu.

Wang Chunmei said while observing her expression.

There are now rumors outside that Jiang Chunyu has embarrassed Aunt Guihua so much when she first came here, and she may not be able to keep her job.

But according to her, Jiang Chunyu had no intention of worrying at all.

Liu Guihua patted her grandson on the head and cursed, "Little bastard, I've treated you so well for nothing."

Goudan turned his head, hooked the corners of his mouth with his little fingers, made a cute face, and said deliberately, "Lielie, don't listen to grandma's chanting."

(End of this chapter)