Chapter 1782: Fanwai: Whose boy (13)

Chapter 1782 Fanfan: Whose boy (13)
On the way, the neighbours and people who knew red beans greeted them, and did not forget to look into the handsome young people who followed him.
"Acacia, what is this?"
"My brother, seven or seven." All the way, Red Bean did not hesitate to say this to those who greeted him in the past. "The Wujiang River is flooded. The family is worried about my safety, so let my brother come and see. It was just yesterday."
Thanks to the goodwill accumulated by Hongdou in Wujiang, this rhetoric has not been doubted by anyone.
In the middle of the morning, the whole Wujiang Avenue knew that the Acacia family had been found. It was a beautiful young child.
At the temporary medical museum, Hongdou first tore up the recruitment notice, lest anyone really came to apply.
When throwing the ball of red paper, he met the man's faint smile.
"Very happy? Go over there and write down the herbs."
Looking in the direction indicated by the girl, a row of extremely tall wooden cabinets was erected on the half wall of the temporary medical museum, and small drawers filled with medicinal materials were arranged vertically and horizontally.
Hey--the thin bamboo swayed in front of his eyes twice, and threw it over the wooden cabinet, "Go."
He smiled, pointing east to west, he went.
As soon as the hospital opened, some people came one after another, and soon Red Bean was too busy to take care of him.
The man stood in front of the medicine cabinet, glanced over the carefully-written medicine name note on the small drawer, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved.
He knew the medicinal materials, but after a long absence of contact, he could still distinguish them with one glance, and even accurately grasp the required amount.
Turning her head, watching the girl's focused back, her nose smelling the scent of Chinese herbal medicine in the air, the scene in front of her changed, and she seemed to be back.
In the small consulting room, eight or nine-year-old girls read medical books in the same manner. In the afternoon, the sun came in from the small window and fell on her, bringing her a thin layer of golden light, like a little fairy walking out of a dream.
Soft and soft, delicate and smart.
Not far from her was a little boy in a blue robe, who had memorized all the medicines listed on the medicine cabinet on the side of the consultation room, and sometimes looked up into the gap and peeked at the little girl.
It was a time he had dreamed of at midnight and would never forget.
"Juchi, take pen and ink and write down to the old man."
The girl's clear voice pulled him back from the loss, and without thinking, according to her instructions, took out the pen and ink to grind it a little, lifted the pen, and recorded all the medicinal materials and weights in her mouth.
"Fang Zi showed it to me."
He handed the recipe.
The girl glanced over the prescription and handed it back to him, "Follow me."
He nodded and turned, as instructed to work, his eyes flashed obscurely when he turned his back on the girl.
Behind him, the girl's eyes also appeared suddenly for a moment.
Qiqi's handwriting is upright and clear, like Lingfeng's proud mangosteen.
And his handwriting was thick and sharp, like a blade coming out of a sheath.
Different.
His brows were locked in his mind, and time flies unknowingly in his busy schedule.
When a tray appeared in front of me, the red beans came back to life when the rice was fragrant.
"It's been a whole morning. While there is no patient in the medical center, let's eat something first. It's not good to be hungry." The man put down the tray, and then sat opposite her, starting to enjoy his share.
It's noon. It's a rare time when there are no patients in the hospital. It's best to rush to eat.
Hongdou looked at the man, and then looked at the tray in front of him. There was a bowl of rice, two small dishes, and a bowl of soup on it. It was light, which was in line with her preferences.
Coupled with the fact that someone was eating deliciously on the other side, her appetite was aroused, otherwise she would not save herself as she was usually tired and did not want to move.
"Before I arrived at the restaurant, if I did n’t eat, Qiqi would also come over and eat with me."
(End of this chapter)