Quickly Pierce the Peace of Mind To Be a Passerby

Old Mrs. Yan has a very high standard for Liu Weiwei. After all, Liu Weiwei is not really a 7-year-old child. He must start learning faster than Mrs. Yan expected. When Mrs. Yan found that Liu Weiwei was learning fast, it was true. People think that Liu Weiwei is talented in embroidery, and his requirements are getting stricter.

Liu Weiwei felt that Mrs. Yan's attitude was very strange, and he just wished to open a hole in Liu Weiwei's head and instill the knowledge and skills of embroidery into Liu Weiwei.

Liu Weiwei still had suspicion in his heart, but he couldn't find a breakthrough when he continued like this. Liu Weiwei was eager to figure out what was going on.

So on the next day, Liu Weiwei developed a high fever. The first thing he found was the embroidered screen living next door. When he found that Liu Weiwei had a fever, he notified Mrs. Yan.

Finally, half a month after coming to this small hospital, Liu Weiwei met the third person in the Yan family, an elderly doctor.

In the room, Liu Weiwei was lying on the bed with a quilt, his eyes closed, a small face was flushed with burning, and his usual rosy lips were also chapped and peeled at this time.

Old Mrs. Yan was sitting on a chair in the room, and Xiu Ping was standing next to Mrs. Yan. The old doctor was examining Liu Weiwei.

The old doctor first took out a thermometer to take Liu Weiwei's body temperature, and then gave Liu Weiwei a pulse.

"It seems that this old doctor knows both Chinese and Western medicine!" Although Liu Weiwei is feverish, his consciousness is still clear at this time.

The old doctor took out the thermometer and sighed, "It's all burning to 39 degrees."

Xiiping asked, "Doctor Su, how is this child?"

"This child's foundation is not good at all. Recently, he has been too worried, and when he is tired, doesn't it make him sick?" The old doctor shook his head.

"Sorrowful, you're worried at a young age?" Old Mrs. Yan frowned.

Embroidered screen seemed to remember something, and said, "This kid asked me if there are anyone else here? Besides, this kid came from an orphanage, and his mind is probably much weaker and more sensitive than normal children."

The old doctor said: "Old lady, I will prescribe this child first, and lower the body temperature first. If it burns like this, I must burn my brain."

"Prescribe western medicine, western medicine will take effect quickly." Old Mrs. Yan said with a serious face.

"Okay." The old doctor put anti-fever medicine in the medicine box, and immediately took out the anti-fever medicine to feed Liu Weiwei. "Old lady, I'm sorry for the old man. You can't learn embroidery skills in one or two days. I can't rush about this."

After the old doctor finished speaking, it didn’t matter if Mrs. Yan listened to her, she left the anti-fever medicine and left with the medicine box. It is said that he was just a family doctor and shouldn’t be more of this sentence, but after thinking about it, he wanted to lie in bed and burn The bewildered child, after all, is old and his heart softened.

It is said that Western medicine treats the symptoms and Chinese medicine cures the root cause, but Western medicine has quick results. Standing next to Mrs. Yan, Xiu Ping understood what the old lady meant.

Embroidered screen tentatively said: "Old lady, I think this child is quite talented."

Old Mrs. Yan glanced at Xiuping and said, "I know what you are going to say, don't persuade me, I know how to measure."

"Old lady, although you say so, Embroidery still has to open this mouth, not for the child on the bed, but for you. Your health has not been very good. If this continues, I am afraid that you will be the next sick person. "Xiu Ping looked at the face of the old lady Yan, and didn't realize that the old lady was impatient, so she continued: "As the saying goes, sharpening a knife does not chop wood by mistake. If this person is ill his whole life, he will definitely have to delay a lot of effort. no?"

"Embroidery, I have no time." Old lady Yan sighed, "I knew..."

"No time? What do you mean?" Liu Weiwei lay on the bed, the effect of the medicine came up, only to hear this in a daze, before he could think about it, he fell asleep.