Suddenly, Mrs. Wei pushed the door open and came in with a smile on her face: "Let me tell you, my daughter is not only beautiful, but she has also learned a lot of skills. No wonder the old man didn't force us to pass on his medical skills when he saw us this time. It turns out that it was my good daughter who fulfilled the old man’s wish.”
"Your uncle often suffers from pain at night, and my aunt feels very distressed. The disease only started in the past two years, and there is no pain during the day. Every time I see the doctor, he says it is a stomach problem, and he tells me to eat on time and eat more soft food. You need to take good care of it. For this reason, my aunt has also learned to cook a good meal for a while to reward your uncle's stomach, but it still doesn't get better. Yue'er can cure it, so let's take care of it for your uncle."
Mei Yunfeng was skeptical, but Wei was full of joy. He had never seen An Xiyue treating anyone, so he had no doubts about her.
After a while, An Xiyue checked his pulse. Her attitude was extremely serious when taking the pulse, and her eyes were calm and composed. Although she was only fifteen or sixteen years old, what could be seen from her face was that she was calm and restrained.
"Sister, what's wrong with dad?" Mei Shuqing waited anxiously.
"Go get a basin of hot water." An Xiyue ordered.
After the servants went to fetch hot water, An Xiyue explained: "The headache is just the cause of abdominal pain. It first appeared on the head, and then started to attack when the abdomen became severe. I guess that my uncle didn't want to eat or drink for a few days and didn't have bowel movements." ”
Mei Yunfeng's face suddenly turned red. How could he admit that he couldn't poop in front of his niece? It was so embarrassing.
Wei was surprised and said: "Yes, yes, your uncle is in this situation. I asked Ma Xu to cook Chengqi soup every day. Your uncle must drink a big bowl every day, but it has no effect at all. I also thought that If he doesn’t eat, he won’t poop, and he won’t go up without worrying.”
Wei is also a martial arts practitioner. Her speech is rough and she says whatever is on her mind. She is a straight person.
When the warm water came, An Xiyue took out the silver needle he carried with him and explained: "Now I have to give my uncle acupuncture, otherwise by the end of winter, my uncle's disease will get worse. Even if my uncle has excellent tolerance, simple abdominal pain can be cured." He took half of his uncle’s life.”
An Xiyue wasn't trying to scare them. In her previous life, her uncle's illness was cured by her grandfather, so in this life she would do everything in front of them.
After working hard for half an hour, she finally suppressed the fever in Mei Yunmei's body. Once the fever was suppressed, it had to be wiped away with warm water.
Wei and Mei Shuqing saw with their own eyes An Xiyue inserting needles into Mei Yunfeng's acupuncture points. As martial arts students, they naturally understood the acupuncture points of the human body. An Xiyue was skilled in using needles with a calm and calm expression. This kind of expression was what they saw. I saw it in the old lady.
But for an old man who is already over sixty years old and a girl who is only sixteen years old, such an expression should not appear on her. She is focused and eye-catching.
The one who experienced it the most was Mei Yunfeng. After a moment, his face turned red and he said with embarrassment, "I'm going to the toilet."
When Mei Yunfeng came back, An Xiyue had already written the prescription. She handed it to Mei Shuqing, "Tomorrow, go get three pieces of medicine according to this prescription. Boil three bowls of water into one bowl. Take it every morning, three times in a row." The heavenly medicine will cure the disease."
"It's so amazing. The old man told me to drink it for a month." Wei said.
An Xiyue smiled softly, "That's because my grandfather intended to punish my uncle."
Mrs. Wei really loves her husband. They have been together for so many years. Others have been through wind and rain, and they have been through the knife and blood. They live on the edge of the knife every day. It's not that they are afraid of death, it's just that they are afraid of death. They cherish each other more.
Suddenly, Mrs. Wei said angrily: "It's true, the old man, does he punish his own son like this?"
