I Own a Garden with One Hundred Herbs

  Chapter 13 Wearing a vest as a husband

Gentlemen love fortune, in a proper way.

  Although the manager is tempted, he runs a medical clinic, and if there is a slight mistake, it could be related to human life. "Girl, what do I need to cooperate with?"

   "Come here with your ears..." Baicaoshi murmured her thoughts.

  She herself is still fine, but the steward's heart has already set off a turbulent sea. He carefully examined Baicao Poetry, and found that the little girl's watery eyes flashed determination, confidence and persistence, and she was definitely not joking.

   "No, no, no, the signboard of my Golden Elephant Medical Center..."

   It won't be ruined because of this. This is Steward's biggest worry.

  Baicaoshi suddenly asked, "Master, did someone come to the store today and prescribe Chuanxiong, Angelica, Guizhi and other medicinal materials?"

  The steward's pupils shrank, a prophet?

   The guy from Jupeng Restaurant came to open it. We all work in the same town, and we don’t see each other when we look up.

   "Don't wonder why I know, because that's my suggestion."

   "Medicinal diet is the same as pharmacology, and I understand each of them."

  I just want to save my husband, and any consequences will be borne by me. "

   "After leaving this hospital, I will not mention anything about today's affairs, and please keep the family secret for me."

  Analyzed in detail, every sentence hit the mind of the person in charge. He suddenly became curious about how far she would go.

"make a deal."

  **

  In the front hall of the medical center, Oriha and Bai Xiaoshu are still waiting.

  Baicaoshi didn't come out, but waited for the manager to come.

   "Where is she?"

   "Where's my sister?"

  Zhe Yu and Bai Xiaoshu spoke in unison.

"Mr. Zheyu, it's like this. You have seen the situation in the clinic today. The doctor is not at home." The steward changed the subject, "But Madam is worried about your condition, and I don't want to delay for a moment. Please, we must do it for you. You have a look. There is also an apprentice in the medical hall, who has obtained the doctor's true biography, and he can take a look for it. As for Madam, after you finish reading, she will go home with you."

   Is this the result of Baicaoshi's discussion? There's always something weird about it.

   "Where is she?" Zhe Yu asked.

  The steward looked at Zhe Yu, with such a handsome appearance, no, the bone appearance is also excellent, but it's a pity that he is seriously ill. "The apprentice has some unfinished work of decocting medicine. Madam took the initiative to ask Ying to help. Young master, please see a doctor."

   "Okay." Zhe Yu gave Bai Xiaoshu a calm look, and followed the manager into the room.

  The apprentice is ready, sitting behind the table, he is very young, with a thin body, a crown on his head, a yellow complexion, and his eyebrows drooping a little, standing beside him is a buddy.

   "My lord, please sit down." The apprentice said with downcast eyes.

  Zhe Yu sat down as he said, and looked at him without blinking.

   This made the apprentice a little embarrassed, "Master, do I have flowers on my face?"

   "Not at all." Zhe Yu's voice was cold, and he was a little sullen when he listened carefully.

  The apprentice doesn't care, looking down from the top of his head, this is inspection. "A person's posture can reflect the changes inside the human body. Your complexion is pale, which is a manifestation of insufficient qi and blood and yang qi deficiency."

  He moved a little closer, flapped his fingers lightly to make the air flow, and smelled. "Sir, please open your mouth, I'll take a look at your throat and tongue coating."

   Folded feathers frown, obviously disgusted. "It's not that I haven't seen a doctor before. There has never been anyone like you."

   "The methods handed down from one's ancestors should be heard and asked carefully. Don't hide diseases and avoid medical treatment, young master."

  The apprentice has precisely supported Zhe Yu's chin, and Zhe Yu's gaze was like a torch, and the apprentice shrank his hands in embarrassment.

   "Well, tell me how you felt when you got sick." The apprentice was a little panicked, and cut Yu's veins with his slender fingers.

  Zhe Yu caught a glimpse of the blisters and scars on the apprentice's palm.

  (end of this chapter)