Even though Mr. Fu''s hand was fast and steady, there was still some bleeding from the eye of the needle.
Meng Qingge took the sterile cotton ball, calmly and quickly wiped the blood drops at the bleeding point.
Fortunately, there aren''t many bleeding spots.
After all, there are so many needles!
"Grandfather Fu, how many stitches have you got?" Meng Qingge asked suddenly.
"No details." Mr. Fu replied, "at least 200 needles."
Hearing this number, Meng Qingge''s heart trembled, at least 200 needles, after the season evening boat every day to tie so many needles?
Isn''t the whole body a needle eye!
"Are there so many needles every day in the future?" Meng Qingge frowned and asked.
"It depends." Fu said, "sometimes more, sometimes less."
Ji Wanzhou dressed, Mr. Fu gave him a pulse again, and then opened a prescription, handed the prescription list to Meng Qingge.
Meng Qingge took the prescription with both hands, looked at it, and frowned slightly She couldn''t recognize a word on the prescription.
"Here''s the prescription. It''s for five days." Master Fu said, "you go to Xuji pharmacy to fill the prescription. His family''s herbs are relatively complete, and there are several herbs on the list that are relatively rare."
"Good." Meng Qingge folded the prescription carefully, and then put it back in his bag, "do you need to pay attention to the order of decocting medicine?"
"You don''t have to cook." Mr. Fu said, "if you buy too many herbs, you can send them to me in the wrong order. I''m afraid you can send them to me in the wrong order."
"Thank you, Mr. Fu." Ji Wanzhou followed the voice and nodded to Mr. Fu with sincere thanks.
"Well, thank you very much Meng Qingge bent over to Mr. Fu, "he''s got so many needles here. What should I pay attention to when I go back, such as taking a bath?"
"Don''t take a bath. It''s easy to get water." Mr. Fu said, "just wipe him every day. If you go out, you''d better put on your hat. Don''t let in the wind. You must protect it."
"OK, I see." Meng Qingge should say, "Uncle Fu, let''s go to the prescription first. You have a rest first. Thank you very much for your hard work."
Meng Qingge said and bent over to Mr. Fu.
"Don''t be polite to me. Go on!" Mr. Fu is driving people out.
The car left the villa of Fu family and came to Xu Ji medicine shop. He grabbed five pairs of medicines and then gave them to Mr. Fu.
Ji Wanzhou and Meng Qingge returned home.
Season evening boat half hillside villa, hall.
"Lao Bai." Ji Wanzhou yelled, "send someone to wait at Mr. Fu''s house. When the medicine is ready, take it back, so as not to trouble Mr. Fu and send someone to deliver it."
"Yes." Lao Bai Ying said, and then called out.
At three o''clock in the afternoon, the medicine came back.
It''s packed in two 500 ml thermos cups.
"Mr. Fu said that he would have a drink two hours after supper, and one on an empty stomach after getting up in the morning." Said Xiao Ding, who sent the medicine.
Meng Qingge looked at the two thermos cups, picked eyebrows, 500 ml? If you say more, you will say less.
Dinner was early, and it was over six o''clock.
Then take the medicine at nine o''clock.
As soon as the thermos cup is opened, the strong taste of traditional Chinese medicine overflows from the thermos cup.
Smell the smell of medicine, Ji Wanzhou eyebrows twisted up, do not have to taste, a smell, can imagine how bitter.
He hates the taste of bitterness.
Meng Qingge also hates bitterness.
No one in the world will like the bitter taste of this kind of Chinese medicine soup!
Meng Qingge frowned and looked at the traditional Chinese medicine soup in the thermos cup. It was dark.
Thinking of the soup in the cup, it would be inconvenient for Ji Wanzhou to drink. Then Meng Qingge called Lao Bai to take a small bowl.
If you drink it in a small bowl, it will be more convenient.
Old white took a small bowl to come over, Meng Qingge poured a bowl of medicine soup from the heat preservation cup.