Chapter 236: She is wind chill

"Their grandmother passed away," Shen Qingci gently shook his hand, "I told them to go back. Actually, I want to be alone. I think they are too noisy. You don't feel that they are alone here. Is it the best?"
She narrowed her eyes and smiled slightly, but the corners of her eyes brought out some astringency.
Yes, it's best to stay alone, because she has a little secret, a little secret that belongs to her alone.
Madam He couldn't speak to Shen Qingci, but in the end she still loved her most.
"My dear sister, don't talk, can you take a good rest?"
Mother He hurriedly covered Shen Qingci's quilt. Hearing her sudden voice, she felt uncomfortable. Are you sick like this, or thinking of others?
But has anyone thought of her?
"Grandma promised me not to scold them both," Shen Qingci took his hand out of the quilt again.
"Okay," Mother He put her hand back again, "Grandma promised you not to scold them. You, the master, did something wrong, okay?"
"Thank you, Mother," Shen Qingci was lying down quietly. After lying down for a while, she felt a lot of sweat on her body for some reason. She opened her eyes and saw that Mother He was not right. As he walked, his expression was a bit anxious.
"How's it going?" she asked the cook who just came back.
"Did the doctor find it back?"
The man of the cook wiped his face, his breath was unstable when he was running, and he didn't even dare to drink his saliva. Now he lowered his voice, for fear of shocking the nobles inside.
"I've been to Doctor Hua, but I don’t know what happened. Doctor Hua seems to have left. I heard that he was picked up by his children, but we have never heard that Doctor Hua still has children. He has lived in the village for more than 30 years. Where do these children come from?"
"Does he have any children? We don't care," Madam He hurriedly ordered again, "There is a horse in the village, you go to the town to find a doctor, come back soon."
"Someone has been sent, and it may be there soon."
The man of the cook is not a stupid man, since Doctor Hua is gone, he doesn't know how to find another doctor, and he must hang him on a tree.
"Let someone send the girl down the mountain first, not even those who are not waiting here."
She gave orders to several women, and asked them to lift the soft chair, and then asked the woman to carefully put Shen Qingci on the soft chair, and then she wrapped her tightly with a quilt. Real.
When they went down the mountain, the doctor in the town had already come. If in the past, the doctor in this town would never come to these villages. After all, the doctor in this town is not a doctor in China, but a tourist. Fang's doctor, their medical expenses are not something that ordinary people can afford, but this is a noble person from Beijing, so it's different.
These doctors who have always used their nostrils to look at people, almost all rushed over.
A layer of gauze also surrounds the inside, and can only vaguely know that there is a person lying down, and the wrists placed outside are slender and white, and at a glance it is a young girl.
"Mother, I want to drink the soup you made. Can you help me make a bowl?"
At this time, the young girl inside spoke, not in a too clear voice, but a little dumb, thick sand, maybe because of illness, but it was still calm in tone, and a little more quiet.
"Okay, wait, Sister, mother will do it for you now."
Shen Qingci wanted to eat something, but Mother He couldn't ask for it. She didn't want to eat anything on her way until now, and she was also anxious to death. Now that she finally wanted to eat, she was relieved.
Madam He asked other people to help her watch, and went to the kitchen herself to make soup for her sister.
At this time, the doctor put his hand on Shen Qingci's wrist, but found out that she didn't seem to have a common typhoid fever.
"Girl, are you hurt?"
The doctor asked, this pulse is so clear that it is indeed caused by inflammation of the wound, and it is not wind chill at all.
"I have a wind chill."
Everyone inside said lightly.
"but……"
The doctor hadn’t finished the rest of his words, and a golden bead had already been thrown out, "I’m Wind Chill."
The doctor took the golden bead and knew that it was genuine gold.
"I have a wind chill, can the doctor be right?"
There is another sentence inside.
"Yes, the girl got the wind chill," the doctor did not change his mouth for this golden bead, but followed Shen Qingci's words, because this is a noble man from Beijing, she may have a last resort in the air. I said so. If he doesn't follow along, I don't know if the nobleman will be angry?
How could this noble man in Beijing be able to offend his little doctor.
"Girl, I have an ancestral wound medicine here. When it has some effect, the girl uses it first."
The doctor took out a small porcelain bottle and put it in Shen Qingci's hand. Shen Qingci took it and placed it next to the pillow, and then threw another golden bead.
"Enough is enough."
Although the doctor said that the consultation fee is very expensive on weekdays, it is not as expensive as two gold beads at a time.
"I'll buy your medicine." Shen Qingci touched the porcelain bottle in her hand. When it was opened, there was a faint smell of medicine. She really lacked these medicines now. She knew that she hadn't been able to return it recently. I got to the hut in the woods, so I couldn't get the medicine there. The wound on her arm needed medicine.
This doctor is so thoughtful.
"Girl, I will prescribe a few medicines for you. After drinking one, the fever will go away. If you drink it for a few days, you will be fine."
The doctor said vaguely, in fact, another meaning is that after he took this medicine for a few days, Shen Qingci was fine.
"Thank you," Shen Qingci withdrew his hand, and clenched the porcelain bottle with both hands. When Mother He came back, the doctor had already prescribed the prescription.
"Is there anything wrong with my girl?" Mother He asked the doctor in a low voice.
The doctor hurriedly replied, "This mother can rest assured, this girl is fine, but she has some cold, so she feels heavy and does not want to eat or drink. I will prescribe a few medicines. Nothing serious."
When Mother He heard that it was just a cold wind, she really felt relieved.
She asked people to go out with the doctor, and first brought the medicine back. Sister-er's body is so hard to wait, it's all sick.
The soup made by the mother is the most delicious. Shen Qingci drank the soup made by Mother He herself. He really praised the soup. Although it has little salt, it tastes very good in the mouth, so She drank a bowl of soup without a drop left, which made Mother He laugh for a long time.