At noon, they and Mu Su and his daughter sat together to eat, and the anxiety on Zhuang Youjie's face almost overflowed.
Mu Su couldn't help but ask him, "Are you feeling uncomfortable too?"
Liang Yuanque quietly kicked him under the dining table to signal him to steady himself, and said to Mu Su, "Uncle, my brother is very picky about food. I guess it's because he's not used to the taste of food."
Zhuang Youjie also quickly explained, "Yes, yes, I just can't eat very salty food."
Ashiya smacked her lips in confusion, "Hiss, it's not salty. Do you have such a bland taste?"
"Well, when I was a kid, I bit off a salted fish head, which left me with sequelae." Zhuang Youjie is becoming more and more proficient at speaking out.
"Sequelae?" Ashiya obviously didn't understand the word.
Mu Su hit her on the head and said, "Okay, stop asking and have a good meal."
When it was almost time to finish eating, Liang Yuanque made an excuse to go to the toilet, and Ashiya subconsciously said, "I'll take you there," and then sat down with a blushing face.
"The toilet is in the backyard. It's easy to find. You can go there yourself."
Liang Yuanque glanced at Zhuang Youjie, who immediately put down his chopsticks, "Here, I'll help you."
Mu Su looked at the two of them and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had doubts. Liang Yuanque immediately explained,
"I tend to get dizzy when I'm out of bed. If there's no one to support me, I'll sit down in the latrine."
Ashiya burst into laughter, and Musu also gave up his doubts and relaxed his brows.
The backyard of Musu Medical Center is not big. There is a semi-open kitchen with a small medicine stove. It seems that Ashiya is brewing medicine here.
Opposite the kitchen is the toilet, which is a little simple but adequate. As soon as Liang Yuanque entered, he started to untie his belt.
"Oh no, are you serious?" Zhuang Youjie looked at him, feeling quite embarrassed.
"Nonsense, I've been drinking medicine and water since last night, and I've been thinking about it for a long time!" Liang Yuanque loosened his belt.
"But, otherwise, that me..." Zhuang Youjie was incoherent for a moment. He was not used to seeing others being disrespectful to him.
But if he wanted to hide out, it would definitely arouse Mu Su's suspicion.
Liang Yuanque was very calm, "What are you guys afraid of? If you are embarrassed, just look up at the sky."
After hearing what he said, Zhuang Youjie raised his head and looked at the simple toilet roof. The top was full of straw, and many beams of sunlight came in through the gaps and shone on his face.
This sunny scene would be quite beautiful, if it weren't for the smelly toilet.
The sound of water around him stopped, Zhuang Youjie turned around, Liang Yuanque was already tying his belt, "Say what you want to say quickly, I think you are going to choke to death."
Zhuang Youjie immediately put on a mysterious expression, "Guess who we just met on the way to buy food?"
Liang Yuanque smiled at him, "Do you think Uncle Mu Su will come over if we don't go back for a long time?"
Zhuang Youjie knew that he was urging him to speak quickly, so he stopped trying to be pretentious, "We met a woman wearing a small white flower on the street, and Ashiya said she was Fusha!"
This was indeed very useful information for Liang Yuanque. He quickly asked, "What next?"
"I just had a casual chat with Ashiya and found out that Fusha's home is near the restaurant!" Zhuang Youjie was very excited and looked like he wanted to praise her.
Liang Yuanque patted him to encourage him, "Well done. I'm so sleepy that I gave him a pillow."
Since the previous traveler stayed at her house, it is very likely that Wang Ming also stayed at her house. Liang Yuanque began to think about how to find an opportunity to visit Fusha's house.
However, Zhuang Youjie only found an approximate direction. The wooden buildings here can be said to be stacked on top of each other. He wanted to find it accurately...
Liang Yuanque couldn't help but clicked his tongue. He had to jump to the roof to take a peek at each house.
This job is troublesome and disgusting. Let's try to find a way later to see if we can get some of the Fusha family's characteristics from Ashiya.
In order not to make Mu Su suspicious, the two of them did not dare to stay longer and returned soon.
In the afternoon, Liang Yuanque was pinned down on the bed by Mu Su and checked again.
Lignin's treatment methods are somewhat similar to traditional Chinese medicine, but they are also different.
He mainly focused on taking pulses and observing. He also took out a hollow bamboo instrument and placed it on Liang Yuanque's chest to listen to the sounds of the internal organs inside.
"You also have some heart problems." Mu Su made a judgment.
Liang Yuanque was very calm and left it to him to check. Anyway, no matter how he checked, his illness was inevitable.
"The lung problem is also quite serious, that's why you always cough." The more Mu Su checked, the more he frowned.
"Are you born with this?" He couldn't help but ask Liang Yuanque.
"Ah, yes." Liang Yuanque nodded.
Mu Su's brows furrowed more and more tightly at this time, "It's strange, this is too strange. Your whole body's meridians and internal organs don't feel like a young person, but like an aging one. Well, I can't say that. Seniors.”
Liang Yuanque's physical condition simply challenged Mu Su's medical skills to the limit.
In the end, Mu Su really had no choice but to sit down on a chair beside him, as if defeated.
"What did my father tell you at the beginning?"
Liang Yuanque and Zhuang Youjie both said the same thing, insisting that they were too young at the time and could not remember anything.
Mu Su was a little anxious, "Then there must be an adult in your family at first, right?"
"Yes, yes," Liang Yuanque said in a long tone, looking at Mu Su's expectant eyes, "but he is no longer here."
Seeing the troubled expression on Mu Su's face, Liang Yuanque deliberately asked, "Uncle, am I hopeless?"
These words aroused the fighting spirit of a doctor, especially a doctor who admired his father very much and inherited the mantle of his ancestors.
Mu Su regained his courage, turned around and went upstairs with the medical book under his arm, "Give me some more time, I will definitely be able to do what my father can do!"
The time lasted until night, and Mu Su still looked like he was practicing in seclusion. Ashiya wanted to knock on the door and ask for instructions on how to eat dinner, but was stopped by Zhuang Youjie.
Because in Liang Yuanque's words, this is an excellent opportunity.
As long as Mu Su doesn't show up, Ashiya and the others can easily handle it.
"Miss Ashiya, let's go out to eat at night. It's that big restaurant. I'll treat you." Zhuang Youjie said to her.
Ashiya glanced at Mu Su's closed door worriedly, "Then my father..."
"Why don't we pack it for him after eating? He is doing research now, and we can't disturb him."
Ashiya was gradually persuaded by him, wrote a note and left it on the desk on the first floor, and followed them to the restaurant.
The water village was very lively just after nightfall. Due to the protection of abandoned wooden buildings a long way outside, the bustling lights inside could not be felt at all from the outside.
There were people coming and going in the big restaurant, and it seemed more prosperous than during the day. When Liang Yuanque and the others walked in, the people in the nearby Shuizhai village frequently looked sideways, and even talked in low voices.
Ashiya chose a table by the window on the second floor. Looking down from here, she could see most of the scenery of the water village.
Because of this, while waiting for the food to be served, Liang Yuanque saw a woman walking past with a small white flower on her ear from the window.
This is probably the Fusha that has always existed in other people’s stories!
