After wearing the best mother-in-law, my way is wide

Chapter 267 It's three-point poison

Listening to the voice, Feng Yin turned her head to look at Mrs. Lin, and found a stack of bowls in the cupboard crumbling by the door.

Her tone was not good: "Lin Shi, if you feel uncomfortable, go back to the room and rest. Why are you angry with the bowl?"

"If you beat the bowl, do you want to have breakfast today?"

Lin Shi trembled all over again, and quickly replied weakly: "Mother, daughter-in-law is not good, just sprained her ankle, it wasn't intentional."

"Humph."

Feng Yin snorted softly and said: "Okay, hurry up, it's getting late."

"Yes."

Seeing that she was angry, the three sisters-in-law agreed with one voice to get busy.

After breakfast, Feng Yin arranged the family affairs, and then let Tang Jiu drive the ox cart into the city.

The three went to Renshou Hall first.

"Hey, Mrs. Zhang, Mrs. Zhang is here."

Today's Renshou Hall is not busy, Dr. Xiao is sitting at the table drinking tea, seeing Feng Yin helping Zhang Yiming come in, he quickly greeted with a smile.

"Hello, Doctor Xiao."

Zhang Yiming just nodded slightly and said nothing, while Feng Yin greeted politely, "My husband and wife are here to trouble you again."

"No trouble, no trouble."

Doctor Xiao smiled and waved his hands, motioning them to sit down at the consultation table, pushed the pulse pillow forward, and Zhang Yiming took the initiative to put his hands on it.

The doctor smiled when he saw this, and stretched out his hand to examine Zhang Yiming's pulse carefully.

Feng Yin stood quietly by the side, waiting expectantly for the result.

About 2 minutes later, Dr. Xiao withdrew his hand and said, "Master, the injury is recovering well."

Feng Yin couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief after hearing the result.

Dr. Xiao continued: "The old man prescribes a few more medicines, and after taking them, you can take care of them at home, and you don't need to come here again."

Zhang Yiming withdrew his hand and brushed off his sleeves, and said in a calm voice: "Please ask the doctor to take a look at my wife again."

"Good to say."

Doctor Xiao looked at Feng Yin.

The latter cooperatively raised his hand, and calmly placed it on the pulse pillow.

Dr. Xiao stretched out his hand to check her pulse and said, "Miss Zhang's complexion looks a lot better, I guess there won't be any major problems."

Feng Yin smiled: "The doctor's medical skills are superb, and my husband and wife are thanks to you."

"Ms. Zhang can really talk."

Being praised for his excellent medical skills, Dr. Xiao was obviously very useful. After taking the pulse, he withdrew his hand and said, "Your body, the next step is to replenish qi and blood."

"Just pay attention to your diet, so the old man suggests that you don't need to drink medicine anymore. After all, medicine is three-point poison."

Feng Yin withdrew her hand and agreed: "Okay, if you have doctor, I won't worry about it."

As he spoke, he took out a purse from his sleeve pocket: "I don't know how much the consultation fee and medicine fee are today?"

Dr. Xiao: "Master, this medicine is not expensive, you just need to give 220 Wen."

Two hundred wen for medicine and twenty wen for consultation.

Of course, this is what Dr. Xiao didn't say.

Feng Yin didn't mind the gold and medicine fees, so she took out two coins from her purse, and counted out twenty coins to pay the medical expenses.

Waiting for the medicine boy to deliver Zhang Yiming's medicine package, Feng Yin helped Zhang Yiming to leave.

"Brother Zhang, sister-in-law, where do you want to go next?"

This is not the first time Tang Jiu has entered the city since he became a helper of the Zhang family.

But every time I came and went in a hurry, and I didn't take a good stroll in the city.

Feng Yin looked at Zhang Yiming who was leaning in the car, saw him reading with a book in his hand, and didn't disturb him.

He only ordered: "Go to the academy, I have something to bring to your elder nephews."

"okay."

When Tang Jiu got the order, he readily agreed, flicked his whip, and drove the bullock cart towards West Street.

As soon as their ox cart left the spot, a figure flashed out from the corner, staring thoughtfully at the receding ox cart.

(End of this chapter)