Chapter 22: Wind chill

There were almost no show girls who dared to be late the next day. One got up earlier than the other, for fear that the mother would be deducted if he blamed it.
This caused Han Fei to be woken up by Chun Hong early in the morning, and she was cleaned up in the mist and taken to the main hall.
Mother Gui looked at everyone standing in front of them, showing a satisfied smile, and said, "Take it."
The show girls were rushed to yesterday's place one by one, still receiving the same training, but due to the familiarity accumulated during the first day of practice, almost everyone made rapid progress on this day.
Even Han Fei just smashed two bottles, and the mother who taught him deducted another five points as usual, and immediately ignored Han Fei, the ruling child was not teachable, which probably meant that.
Han Fei didn't care either. She didn't really want to "graduate" from here with the top names, as long as she could leave safely.
Later, the mother in charge of teaching really didn't like Han Fei's "stupid" appearance, so she sent Han Fei to deliver things. Han Fei did not refuse, so she dragged a tray with a bowl on it. The dark Chinese medicine was sent to the aunt on the other side.
The aunts have a considerable weight in such an Ama Palace. They never showed up since they brought them back on the first day after going out. She stayed in her room all the time. Han Fei heard about those women. After discussing it, it seems that the aunt is unwell.
It seems so true.
Han Fei came to the door, knocked on the door, and said, "Aunty, the medicine is here."
There was a sound from inside, saying: "Come in."
Han Fei opened the door and saw her aunt sitting on the couch, as if she had just been resting, and now she woke up in a bad state of mind.
Han Fei frowned. This is not just a bad state of mind. She is already a little older and sick. Now the aunt can't see the energy of the meeting at the first time. How can she be in only two days? Aging so fast?
The aunt obviously didn't expect that it would be Han Fei who would deliver the medicine this time, and said, "Put the medicine down, it's work."
Han Fei put down the medicine, and when she was about to leave, she heard a coughing in the back, as if she was about to cough up her lungs.
This is no ordinary wind chill...
After all, it was no match for the heart of a healer in his heart. Even if he changed his skin, Han Fei still didn't hold back and said, "Auntie has the cold?"
My aunt coughed for half her life. She was a little surprised when she heard these words, but she nodded and said, "Perhaps it's a cold. Recently, there have been more people in the palace suffering from wind and cold, and I've made people make soup. Then I will let you drink warm and warm your stomach, so as to resist."
Han Fei had to sigh once again that this aunt was a cold-hearted master, she was half-dead and ill, and remembered to prepare soup for these beautiful girls.
"Dare to ask my aunt when the symptoms started?"
Grasping her aunt's darkened face, Han Fei had no choice but to add: "Han Fei has studied some medical books since childhood, knows some medical skills, and can't go to the table, but Feng Han still understands."
Auntie knows it. It's not surprising that these ladies like to read miscellaneous books. They are just kind and mean, saying: "I have my heart, the wind and cold I caught the day before yesterday."
"Is the cough violent?"
"Can't sleep at night."
"Can you get a fever?"
"Slightly hot."
"Dry tongue?"
"Yet."
"Drowsiness?"
"Yes."
Han Fei thought for a while and understood, and nodded: "Auntie is afraid that she went out the other day."
The aunt was surprised: "How does the girl know?"
Han Fei knew it, and said, "This is not a cold, but..."
Han Fei can’t say the rest. How can she explain the two words flu? This is not a hot cold, it is obviously a viral cold. Anyway, it was infected by humans. In addition, the aunt mentioned earlier that many people in the palace were infected with wind and cold.
Where does the common cold react so quickly?
She just smelled this bowl of medicine. The formula is correct. It is indeed useful for colds, but it is not effective for flu, no wonder my aunt’s situation is so bad.
"But what?"
Auntie's words pulled Han Fei back. The latter was stunned, and said, "If auntie believes me, please follow this prescription to grab some medicine. If you can't believe it, aunty can lie down on the bed. On the day, when you are pressed down in winter, you don’t let the wind in, and drink hot water to make you feel more comfortable with sweat.
Han Fei looked at the pen and paper placed on the desk, then walked, picked up the pen to write down the prescription, and said roundly as he wrote: "The cinnamon sticks are peeled in threes and twos, the licorice is two and two are roasted, and the is three. Cut in two, twelve jujubes, boil oysters in five or two, wash off the fishy in twos and threes with Shu lacquer, four or two keels, use a bucket of two liters of water, boil the lacquer first, reduce two liters, and cook three liters of internal medicine Go to the water, warm the clothes for one liter."
After writing down, Han Fei blew, and was satisfied. Turning around, she met the aunt's scrutiny gaze, and the cold sweat fell off.
Why is she careless! I did this so easily! In ancient times, it was a big taboo that doctors prescribed prescriptions randomly!
Just when Han Fei was anxious and didn't know what to say, the aunt retracted her gaze and said, "Leave the girl's prescription."
Han Fei quickly responded: "Yes."
"Go back, don't miss the pace training of these two days."
"Yes."
Han Fei was about to leave immediately, and when she was about to close the door, the aunt inside spoke.
"Remember, you need to be straight and steady, you need to look ahead, don't look left and right, your toes should be on the ground, your heels should be close, and you can walk, you have a ruler in your heart, and a path in your heart. "
Han Fei quickly remembered every word as he was a treasure, showing a big smile, and shouting loudly to her aunt: "Yes, auntie, Han Fei remembered it! I wish you aunty body! get well soon!"
Han Fei couldn't wait to sing aloud at this moment. Sure enough, coming here is still rewarding, so she left in a good mood.
It wasn't until the door was closed that the aunt gave a faint smile, then she got up and got off the couch with difficulty, approached the desk, and saw the paper full of fonts.
The aunt picked up the paper and looked at the font on it seriously.
The characters are neat and tidy, generous and decent, and full of flavor. They also carry elegance between strokes, which is a rare good character.
As the saying goes, the words are as they are, perhaps, she underestimated the girl.
But recently the wind and cold in the palace were raging, and it was heard that even the emperor was ill. If this recipe...
The aunt dismissed her thoughts again, and secretly sighed that she was old and confused, and that the prescription written by such a yellow-haired girl could not be used by the emperor, so let's try it by herself. The girl doesn't seem to be ill-intentioned.
Immediately the aunt accepted the prescription, and she went back to bed and lay down when she was tired, but when she was about to fall asleep, she remembered what Han Fei had said, hesitated for a moment, and still took out a winter bed. She covered herself tightly, and sighed secretly when she was about to sleep that she really trusted the girl's words.