"Oh, no, I didn't boil the blood," Liang Yuanque explained, "After all, heating will destroy the characteristics of the blood.
"Oh, it turns out it's this... shit," Zhuang Youjie wanted to roar, "Did I mean this?"
He grabbed Liang Yuanque's arm and saw that even though the gauze was wrapped so thickly, the blood stains still showed through.
"Is this reasonable, brother? Human blood has medicinal properties. Isn't this purely feudal superstition? Do you really think of yourself as a Feng Shui master?"
Liang Yuanque shook him off, knowing that it would be difficult to explain. He didn't let the boss into the kitchen because he was too lazy to explain. Unexpectedly, Zhuang Youjie came over inexplicably after waking up from his sleep.
"Ordinary human blood is indeed useless, but I am different. Just think that I have taken so many medicines and the medicine has healed my body."
"Uh, this..." Zhuang Youjie was still a little skeptical, but he couldn't find any point of argument. After all, he didn't understand medicine, let alone pharmacology. After listening to Liang Yuanque's deception, it seemed to make some sense.
After hesitating for a long time and not knowing what to say, he could only help Liang Yuanque put away the knife, "Well, then you can't cut it so deep, it's like it's not your own flesh and blood."
"Oops, I made a mistake." Liang Yuanque said, wiping off the blood splattered on the counter with a wet rag, and then called to Zhuang Youjie,
"Since you're here, please help clean up the kitchen."
Liang Yuanque took the first step with the medicine. Zhuang Youjie saw that the kitchen was not too messy and thought that it was not difficult. He could just clean it up.
But when you actually get started, you discover the problem.
That was because the stainless steel pot where Liang Yuanque boiled the medicine was too difficult to clean, and the thick ointment had solidified on the bottom and walls of the pot.
Zhuang Youjie changed his hands to several tools before he managed to get the pot back to normal.
It was better now. Originally, my legs were sore from walking too much, but now my arms were too tired to lift.
By the time he finished cleaning up the kitchen and went back, the sky had begun to turn white. He couldn't sleep even if he wanted to, so he sat quietly in the room and watched Liang Yuanque resting in his bed.
When Liang Yuanque closed his eyes and lay quietly, he seemed to look younger than usual, with a childlike look on his face that never faded.
Behavior also plays a large part in a person's external impression of others.
When Liang Yuanque is awake, his words and deeds are too mature, which makes people ignore his childish appearance to a certain extent.
Maybe it's because if he doesn't show his temperament to be stronger, it's hard to convince people based on his appearance.
Zhuang Youjie looked at his appearance and thought of what he said to him on the mountain.
No, is this kid really older than me? No matter how you look at it, it looks like a lie.
Thinking this, Zhuang Youjie couldn't help but lighten his steps and slowly walked up to him to observe.
He had also read some books related to detective work before, and he forgot which book he learned in. Even if some people's facial features and skin look younger than their real age, some characteristics cannot be deceived.
For example, the beard on a man's face and the Adam's apple on his neck.
No matter how fair the skin is and how delicate the facial features are, men will still grow beards and develop Adam's apple when they reach a certain age.
As for Liang Yuanque's face, hiss, there seemed to be some almost invisible small hairs on his chin, but his neck was smooth and flat, looking like a child.
Adult men without Adam's apple were mostly dealt with as children by, er, father-in-law.
The sentences in the book appeared in Zhuang Youjie's mind again, causing his eyes to move down Liang Yuanque's neck uncontrollably.
"What are you doing?"
Zhuang Youjie was moving his eyes towards the person's crotch when he heard a clear voice coming from above.
Zhuang Youjie trembled in fright, looked at Liang Yuanque and twitched his lips, "You, when did you wake up?"
"When I came over from you." Liang Yuanque would roll his eyes even while lying down.
"Why don't you open your eyes if you wake up early?"
"Because I want to see what you are going to do," Liang Yuanque rubbed his head and sat up.
"Are you looking at my crotch?"
Uh, this... Zhuang Youjie felt a lump in his throat. Although it was indeed true, why did he feel so uncomfortable just saying it so directly?
"No, no, I just want to look at your pants, yes, to see if your pants are dirty." Zhuang Youjie explained awkwardly.
Although Liang Yuanque didn't believe it at all, he still took care of Master Zhuang's face, "Oh, that's it."
It was already broad daylight, and the midsummer morning light rushed into the room like an invasion, and the brief coolness of the night quickly dissipated.
The boss got up early, probably because he was concerned about his daughter's medicine. He knocked on the door early in the morning on the pretext of delivering facial water.
"Mr. Liang, how are you preparing the medicine?"
The boss diligently poured the wash water into the basin for them.
Liang Yuanque waved to Zhuang Youjie to wash his face first, while he brought the small jar containing the ointment to the boss.
"Let Yuhua try it later, but I have to speak first. Although I have used the mildest medicine, it will still hurt."
The boss looked at the dark ointment with worry on his face.
Although this is not used on him, as a parent, watching their children suffer, they would rather experience the pain themselves.
"Okay, I'll wake Yuhua up."
After the boss left, Liang Yuanque also simply washed up. The cold water at a suitable temperature was splashed on his face, which made him feel refreshed.
Zhuang Youjie handed him a towel from the side, "Do you need my help later?"
"Go over there with a basin of water, and I may need your help holding the child down later."
Liang Yuanque threw away the towel he was wiping his face with and let out a sigh of relief.
In fact, this is also the first time he has performed this kind of treatment. Practicing medicine is not a simple matter. Compared with other jobs, people's lives hang on their heads, which inevitably makes people more nervous.
He could only comfort himself in his heart. The process was familiar anyway, and he would just operate it normally later.
Zhuang Youjie was stunned by what he said, "Is this so serious? Does it still need someone to hold it down?"
"Yes, when a person is in extreme pain, his body will explode with unprecedented strength. Even a child cannot underestimate it." Liang Yuanque explained to him.
Zhuang Youjie's heart trembled, feeling that he had never seen such pain before.
"Are the patients you saw before like this?"
Liang Yuanque glanced at the door to make sure no one was coming before saying,
"Well, actually this is my first time doing this, but don't worry, although I haven't treated anyone else, I have been treated by others."
In this short moment, Zhuang Youjie was filled with shock, "You, you were so seriously injured, then who was holding you down at that time?"
Zhuang Youjie felt that for someone like Liang Yuanque, at least he would never be able to hold it down.
"If you don't have enough people, you can find a solution." Liang Yuanque shrugged and went out with the medicine jar.
"At that time, my master tied me to a chair with a belt."
