Farmer's Head: Busy farming

Chapter 129 Take Your Pulse
Chapter 129

Cheng An was taken aback for a moment, obviously he didn't understand, but he always felt weird.

What was so weird, and I couldn't explain it myself, so I could only take Shen Qingrang to Xi'er's room, and said, "I was fine after eating last night, but I got sick this morning."

Shen Qing naturally knew what was going on, even though it didn't snow last night, it was still cold.

I stayed outside for another quarter of an hour, and that girl probably stayed with me for a long time.

It is not uncommon for a woman to be weak and get a cold.

"Well, I'll go and have a look." Shen Qingrang followed Cheng An to Xi'er's house with a smile like a spring breeze on his face.

Zhu'er had just changed the cold handkerchief for Xi'er, when she heard the knock on the door, she hurried to open the door for Cheng An.

Seeing the two big men standing at the door, Zhu'er was taken aback, and asked, "Is this the invited doctor?"

"Yeah, let us go in." Cheng An nodded hastily before saying.

In Zhu'er's consciousness, how could there be such a young doctor?It looks like he is about the same age as the young master, so can he be cured?

Then Zhu'er turned sideways, let the two into the room, and led them towards Xi'er's bed.

Xi'er was already dressed, she didn't change her clothes now, she was lying directly under the quilt, so she wasn't afraid.

"Your face is so red." Seeing Xi'er's flushed face, Shen Qingrang couldn't help but say something.

Upon hearing this, Cheng An quickly asked, "My doctor, what should I do? Is it serious?"

"No hurry, I'll take her pulse." Shen Qingrang was very rude, sat down on the stool next to Xi'er's bed, and stroked Xi'er's wrist without avoiding suspicion.

Because Xi'er had a fever, her whole body was very hot.

Shen Qingrang didn't expect her to be so serious, so she frowned.

Seeing Shen Qingrang's expression, Cheng An immediately asked nervously, "Master, how is our girl? Are you okay?"

Shen Qingrang shook his head, obviously he also felt that it wasn't very good, so he said, "Miss Xi'er's pulse condition, I'll prescribe some traditional Chinese medicine first, you go grab the medicine."

After saying this, I remembered that the doctor was still far away from the inn.

Turning around and seeing Zhu'er standing aside, she said again, "Miss, can you make some ginger soup first?"

"Ginger soup?" Zhu'er was taken aback for a moment, then nodded hurriedly when she realized it, "Yeah, okay, I'll go right away."

After finishing speaking, she was about to trot away, but when she thought about it, sister Xi'er was lying alone, and it was not good for two men to be here, so she took back the steps she took.

Seeing that she had already walked to the door, Cheng An couldn't help asking, "Why are you back again?"

"I, I'll wait for you to go out before going." Zhu'er said nothing, and frankly replied.

After Shen Qingrang heard it, she also felt that Zhu Er's words made sense, so she stood up, "I'll go out and prescribe the medicine, girl, go quickly.",

After speaking, he walked outside.

Cheng An hurriedly followed up, took Zhu'er's arm and walked out, and then said, "Hurry up, I'll go buy medicine later, you can tell the young master for me when you're done."

"I got it, brother Cheng'an!" Zhu'er went out with Cheng'an, borrowed the kitchen from the shopkeeper, and then made ginger soup for Xi'er.

Seeing that Zhu'er was about to go out, Cheng An seemed to remember something, and called her to stop again, ""Wait a minute! "

"Huh? Brother Cheng An, what's the matter?" Zhu'er had already stepped out of the threshold, now she stopped Cheng An's words, and quickly took them back.

Cheng An stepped forward, grabbed Xi'er's hand, and said, "Do you have any money?"

Zhu'er touched her pocket subconsciously, and then smiled silly, "No."

Seeing that she was still smiling, Cheng An couldn't help complaining, "You don't have money, you go to the back kitchen, and you won't be kicked out!"

After saying this, Cheng An took out some broken silver coins from his pocket and handed them to Zhu'er, then instructed, "You boil ginger soup, tell them about it, we will have to cook medicine later! "

"I get it, I get it!" Seeing Cheng An, the mother-in-law, getting up, Zhu'er also had a terrible headache!

Shen Qingrang listened to it, couldn't help but smiled, and in the end, fearing that Zhu'er wouldn't know how to do it, she explained it patiently before letting Zhu'er go.

Shen Qing let the flamboyant characters fall on the paper, read it twice after finishing writing, and then handed it to Cheng An and said, "It's enough to grab three pictures for this medicine, it's about fifty Wen, no matter how expensive it is, it's not worth it."

"Thank you, Langzhong, I still don't know how to address you?" Cheng An thanked, and then said a little embarrassed.

Shen Qingrang shook his head with a smile, and then said, "It's a little effort, little brother, hurry up, don't delay."

"Okay, thank you when I come back." Cheng An took out a tael of silver from his pocket and put it on the table, and then rushed away with the prescription.

Shen Qingrang looked at the money on the table, took it in his hand and gave it directly to the shopkeeper, and then said, "Shopkeeper, you can return this money to that little brother later, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first."

"Mr. Shen, I thank you for my little girl." The shopkeeper couldn't help it, and immediately agreed in a hurry.

Shen Qingrang waved his hands, and then said modestly, "Helpless, Qianqin should avoid eating in the future and work less, so that this disease won't recur."

"Yeah, I know, I know." How can the shopkeeper not be grateful, his daughter's skin has erythema, which has not healed for more than ten years.

This Langzhong Shen only helped with the treatment for half a month, and the erythema has almost disappeared. She is a 16-year-old girl, and no one has come to her door to propose a marriage, but the shopkeeper's worries are broken, and now there is no need to worry. .

Only then did Shen Qing nodded and smiled, and gave a few more words of advice, then turned around and went to the backyard, and left with his little donkey.

Cheng An came back after grabbing the medicinal materials, and sent them to the kitchen to help cook them. Then the shopkeeper ran up and returned his silver to him, "Mr. Shen asked me to return it to you. You should take it quickly."

"Shen Langzhong?" Cheng An was a little puzzled, "Why didn't he want it?"

"Mr. Shen has a kind heart. You are almost ready to deliver medicine to your girls." The shopkeeper didn't know why he didn't want it, so he could only say casually.

Cheng An nodded, since they don't want it, then he will keep it.

Xi'er, who drank the ginger soup, soon regained consciousness, but the fever on her body still didn't subside.

"Sister Xi'er, you really scared me to death." Zhu'er said with lingering fear after helping Xi'er to sit up.

Xi'er was still a little confused, and asked, "I just have a cold, I'm fine."

"Cold?" Well, Pearl couldn't understand again.

"It means wind and cold, the local dialect of our village." Xi'er quickly explained, holding the cold handkerchief torn from her head in her hand.

(End of this chapter)