The Resplendent Farming Apothecary - Chapter 381

[Chapter three hundred and eighty first wake up]

He pondered for a moment, then made a decision for his granddaughter : “Let’s go! If Ye’er’s condition recurs on the way, then look for a big city to dock for medical treatment!” On the deck outside the door, overlooking the sparkling river. I don’t know if my decision is right or wrong. However, he knew that if his granddaughter was sober, he would definitely make the same choice as him.

The boat sailed silently on the river, and the river water slanted out under the boat and sank again. During the sinking and surging, it was silent, as if it was afraid of disturbing a sleeping person on the boat. The boat is smooth, with little to no fluctuations.

The shore is gradually getting farther away, the sky becomes open, and the eyes are full of water. The wind gradually picked up, making people’s hair flutter and their clothes fluttering. If there was no worry in their hearts, they would be much more comfortable than on the shore.

Through the open window, the little girl on the bed can be seen lying quietly. Two little maids, one big and one small, sat beside the bed, fanning her gently. The little girl’s feet moved suddenly, she turned over and kicked off the thin quilt covering her stomach.

“Girl, girl…” The slender girl, who looked like she was only six or seven years old, thought that the girl was awake and called her softly.

The little girl on the bed was lying on the bed covered with the bamboo mat, not moving. Another round-faced little maid shook her head at the thin maid, but the worry on her face seemed to be blown away by the wind – the girl was at least out of a coma. As for when to wake up, I don’t know.

The night gradually shrouded the river surface, the lights on the fishing boats around, and the stars in the sky complemented each other, and the entire Liaohe River gradually became silent. The evening wind blew into the cabin through the window, bringing bursts of coolness.

The little girl who was lying on her stomach suddenly turned over again, lying on her back in a large shape. The skinny maid pursed her lips and held back her laughter—the girl’s sleeping appearance was even worse than hers!

Hua Hao cooked a bowl of Qingluo drink and was about to deliver it to the cabin, when Gu Ming cut it off outside the door, held it in his hand, pushed the door and walked in. Jun Qicheng also raised his legs and followed in. In his heart, he regarded Gu Ye as his own sister, and there were so many people around, so he didn’t need to pay attention to the defense of men and women.

When Jun Qicheng entered, the little girl on the bed was sleeping like a frog, with her arms and legs curled up like a big toad that was slapped flat. Jun Qicheng endured it, but did not laugh.

“Sister, sister! Get up and drink the medicine!!” Gu Ming called out softly, as if it was a fragile treasure, and he didn’t even dare to amplify his voice.

“Didn’t you say my sister is awake? Why did I call her for a long time, but she didn’t respond?” Gu Ming’s brows gradually wrinkled, worried.

“The girl woke up and fell asleep again.” Yueyuan took the medicine bowl and gently supported the girl’s body, making her lean on her shoulder. Perhaps she was too hot and made Gu Ye feel uncomfortable. The little girl frowned and struggled a little.

“Girl, take a few sips of medicine before going to sleep!” Yueyuan brought the medicine bowl to the girl’s mouth and slowly fed it. As soon as the medicine entered, the little girl’s face, which was not as big as a slap, suddenly crumpled into a ball, and she waved her little arm vigorously. If the full moon hadn’t avoided it in time, the medicine bowl in his hand would have been knocked down.

The little girl squinted and sat up, her waterfall-like hair draped over her shoulders. She sat quietly for a long time, swaying, as if she felt like she would fall down at any time. The little girl opened her eyes slowly, her expression sluggish, as if her soul had left her body and only a body was left.

Looking at the cute side of Ye Er’s sister, Jun Qicheng finally couldn’t help but let out a “poof” laugh. Younger sister Ye Er is so cute, she looks like a beautifully carved puppet doll, especially the little hairs on her head, which are playfully curled up, the more you look at it, the more interesting it becomes.

On weekdays, Ye Er’s younger sister is so shrewd and capable that people ignore her age, but now people realize that she is just a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old!

“Don’t laugh at my sister!” Gu Ming, who was protecting the calf, turned him with his elbow.

Hearing the voices of the two, Gu Ye raised his hand slowly and rubbed his eyes. She glanced out the window and said dissatisfiedly: “In the middle of the night, if you don’t sleep, why are you running into my house? If you don’t sleep yourself, don’t let others sleep? Bah, what’s the smell in my mouth! Yuan, get me a candy!”

“Girl, you passed out from heat stroke. This is the medicine that Dr. Yang prescribed for you!” If the medicine is cold, the effect will be greatly reduced, so Yue Yuan hurriedly delivered the medicine bowl in her hand to Gu Ye’s mouth.

Concoction? This smell makes her feel uncomfortable! Gu Ye quickly pushed away the medicine bowl and glared at Yueyuan: “You are stupid! Don’t I have Wuji Dan in my medicine cabinet? Clearing heat and removing summer heat, fragrant opening, there is not much difference between medicine and Qingluoyin, and the effect is faster. You know that girl, I’m most afraid of suffering, so you gave me this drink, did you deliberately punish me?”

Yueyuan looked wronged: “Girl, you are in a coma, even half of this soup is poured and half of it is poured, let alone taking it. The pills are over.”

“Okay…well! Now that I’m awake, I quickly take this concoction away, my head hurts even more when I look at it! Ouch—” Gu Ye touched his forehead as he touched his forehead. Bao, suddenly wailed, “What’s the matter? It hurts!”

Yue Yuan took out the Wuji Pill from the medicine box and brought it to her, explaining the cause of the swelling on her forehead. Gu Ye took out a small mirror and took a look at it. It was bruised and swollen and swollen, just like a unicorn king, ugly to death.

After taking Wuji Dan, she quickly took off the ointment for reducing swelling and removing blood stasis, and applied a thick layer. The egg-sized ointment in her hand relieves swelling and pain without leaving scars, and a box of hundreds of taels of silver can’t be grabbed on the market. She was fine, and went half a box at once.

Dr. Yang, who came to see Gu Ye for a follow-up consultation, after checking her pulse, said that she was fine, and explained her idea to rest, eat lightly, and continue to drink Qingluoyin, etc.

Yueyuan showed Doctor Yang the Wuji Pill made by her master. After seeing it, Dr. Yang praised it. After hearing about the use of Wuji Dan, it is no different from Qingluoyin, but the ratio is more accurate and the effect is better. And small granule pills, easy to take. As expected, he is indeed a disciple of the Medicine Saint, and his pharmaceutical techniques are so sophisticated.

Gu Ye saw that he couldn’t put it down with Wuji Dan, so he generously gave him a bottle. She knew that she was afraid of heat, so she prepared several medicines for heat stroke before leaving. It really worked! The little girl was very proud, but fortunately she was thoughtful, otherwise she would be forced to drink weird soup in the next few days.