Back to ancient times to open obstetrics

Chapter 57
Liu Qiqiao just came home, so she ran to the room to see Liu Bashun.Liu Bashun's fever has subsided, and he is sleeping soundly now.When Liu Qiqiao ran to the outer hall, she saw Du Ruo sitting at the Eight Immortals table in the inner hall, lowering her head and writing something.

After he finished writing, he handed it to Liu Qiqiao with a cold face and said, "Although my brother's fever has subsided, his illness is still not cured. This is the prescription. Get him some medicine tomorrow morning."

Liu Qiqiao glanced at the prescription Du Ruo gave her, put the prescription in her hand and looked at it repeatedly, only to see that it was neatly written on it: hemp velvet, cinnamon twig, almond, Chuanbei, loquat Leaves, ginseng, perilla, platycodon, and Chuanpu each cost a penny.

Liu Qiqiao asked curiously: "Hey, why is your handwriting different from other doctors' handwriting? Every time those doctors prescribe a prescription, they are afraid that someone else will steal his secret recipe, and write it like a ghost drawing talisman. The handwriting is really good!" Liu Qiqiao was a top student when she was in school, and she competed for everything, the only thing was that her handwriting was too ugly, like an earthworm.But later, the medical records are all electronic, and she doesn't worry about being called ugly, but Liu Qiqiao is naturally fond of people with good-looking handwriting.

Du Ruo put away the pen, put the things into the medicine box beside him, wiped his hands with a handkerchief habitually, and said, "I'm afraid I can't write well, you don't know me."

Liu Qiqiao's little affection for Du Ruo that she had just cultivated was wiped out by Du Ruo's unhesitating pouring of cold water.

"Humph!" Liu Qiqiao felt very unconvinced, gritted her teeth and said word by word: "Then you don't have to worry, I don't know a few words at all!"

Du Ruo naturally knew that Liu Qiqiao's words were contradictory. Just now in the carriage Liu Qiqiao said that she had read history books, but now she couldn't read.But when he saw Liu Qiqiao's expression that he would rather die than surrender, he felt at ease, and suddenly felt that teasing with the little girl was also very interesting, why couldn't he talk to the younger sisters in his family?

It was also a girl's family of thirteen or fourteen years old, and no one's eyes were as lively and cute as the little girl in the village in front of her.It's a pity that he was only born in such a village family. If he was a good family in the city, he would be so precious to his family.

Du Ruo put away the medicine box, carried the medicine box and went to the back room. When he reached the door, he was suddenly half knocked by the threshold.He lowered his head, winked at Liu Qiqiao and said, "Miss Qiqiao, the threshold of your family is too high, isn't it?"

"Where is it high? You walked carelessly, so you have the nerve to blame the threshold?" Liu Qiqiao sneered at him.

Du Ruo frowned, pretending to be innocent: "Didn't you say that? Too many people who propose marriage have trampled on the threshold of your house?" He said, deliberately pointing his finger at the threshold under his feet.

Liu Qiqiao's face turned red for no reason, her brows were cold, and she said angrily, "Yes, it was trampled, so I replaced it with a new one!"

Du Ruo looked down at the dim corridor lamp, poof... "It's so worn down that the paint is gone, is it new?"

Liu Qiqiao felt that she was going to explode, and stomped her feet, "What do you know, this is a log, natural color!"

Now... Du Ruoke really doesn't understand!
(End of this chapter)