Ning Yue made some leggings, gave them to the old lady, and taught them how to tie them.
Then he took out the meatloaf hidden in the space from the carriage, saying it was bought in Yuanling County, and each person broke half of it.
The meatloaf is so big that half of it is enough for each person.
Seeing that Caiyan and Zitong were too tired to say anything, he gave each of them a big meat pie and filled their water bottles with spiritual spring water.
She also hopes that they can become stronger as soon as possible.
The ghost soldiers can only show up at night to protect her, and now she is being targeted by the princess. If Caiyan can protect herself, they will have more hope of survival.
Wang rested all morning and felt much better. After eating the cake, he said he could leave and asked the old lady to take the carriage.
It turns out that this grandmother has always been indifferent to their big house. Now she shows her kindness, and Mr. Wang knows how to repay it.
In fact, the old lady was not indifferent, but more out of anger at Yingxun.
A good legitimate son is never cared about, but he holds the son born by a maid in his hands.
She was the one who chose Xian'er's mother. She was such a good person. She had never been worried about in the past few years, and she just died with hatred.
Now that he was in exile and almost died once, everything had returned to zero, and the old lady looked away.
Once the body dies, love and hate disappear, then what is there to worry about? Resentment and hatred are too time-consuming, why not live well?
Moreover, looking back again, Ying Muqing was innocent in receiving such cold treatment.
The others gnawed on thick rice balls and looked at their meat patties. Although they felt itchy, they felt much less hostile.
After dinner, I have to see Mrs. Ning for medical treatment.
As soon as Ning Yue finished her breakfast, more than twenty prisoners surrounded her.
Cui Langzhong came a little late and didn't get the meat pie, so he beat his chest and beat his feet, which was a pity.
Ning Yue shouted: "Don't be sorry, come here and check your pulse, I can't do it alone."
Cui Langzhong now has deep faith in Ning Yue's medical skills. With the master here, he has no right to take action, and he won't take anyone's pulse at all.
He sat next to Ning Yue like a child. The master went through it first and gave the diagnosis, and he went through it again carefully.
Ying Lingzhu watched carefully from the side.
These twenty-odd people were in good health, with no serious problems other than being a little tired.
Ning Yue was a little disappointed and took Cui Langzhong to look for those who were weak among the prisoners.
When a woman saw her coming, she stood up and greeted her: "Ms. Ning, come here and see my son. He has a fever."
Ning Yue looked over and saw that it was the little boy who snatched Zhen'er's dried meat last time.
The woman kept talking about the symptoms, and finally wiped her tears with her sleeve: "Ms. Ning, what do you think is wrong with my son? Can it be cured?"
She looked at the tongue coating. There was a thick layer of coating in the middle of the tongue. She asked a few more questions. Cui Langzhong asked in a low voice and uncertainly: "Master, is it food accumulation?"
All the prisoners were short of food and water. Unexpectedly, there were actually some who were hoarding food. As a result, Dr. Cui was not sure about such a simple disease.
Ning Yue raised her eyes to look for Zhen'er and saw Zhen'er standing alone outside the crowd, her eyes getting bigger.
Alas, probably all the food has been robbed in the past two days.
She asked the woman, "What has he eaten these days?"
The woman said hurriedly: "The child is always hungry, so we adults saved some of our rations and gave them to him, and he ate them all."
Ning Yue sighed. This pampering of the child was a bit too much: "He is not really hungry, but his stomach is too angry. He has eaten too much now and has accumulated food."
The woman felt relieved when she saw that it was not a serious problem. Also asked for advice on treatment.
Ning Yue said: "For three consecutive days, I only gave him a small meal every day, and I added 7 spinal massages from top to bottom every day."
If you don't need medicine, you can do more exercise, massage and chiropractic.
But this child robbed Zhen'er of food, and Ning Yue maliciously planned to starve him for three days without even teaching him massage techniques to reduce fever.
After teaching the chiropractic technique, she took Zhen'er and walked aside.
He knelt down and asked her: "Zhen'er, have you eaten well recently? Why have you lost weight again?"
Zhen'er's eyes quickly turned red. She glanced at the boy and the woman and pursed her lips tightly.
Most of her rations were taken away by her cousin, and her aunt said she couldn't tell her father. She didn't know if she could tell this big sister.
Ning Yue took out a big meatloaf from the cloth bag she carried with her and tore half of it to her: "Eat it and go back after eating."
The little boy next to him who was being massaged by the woman saw the meat pie and struggled to get up: "Meat Pie! I want to eat meat pie!"
The woman shouted: "Little ancestor, you have a fever, why do you want to eat meat cakes..."
The little boy started kicking the ground again: "I don't care, I want to eat meat pie. I haven't eaten meat pie in a long time!"
The woman looked at Ning Yue in embarrassment.
Ning Yue looked at her coldly: "Don't you miss your son?"
The woman persuaded the little boy again.
Zhen'er was probably really hungry, so she ate hurriedly. Seeing that she was about to send it back after finishing her meal, she saw the little boy looking at Zhen'er with fierce eyes, and Zhen'er shuddered.
If she were sent back like this, Zhen'er would definitely be beaten.
She looked up and saw Li Dongsheng walking back with a handful of wild vegetables in his hand. She went up to him and said, "Your Zhen'er has been hungry for several meals, but the other child has eaten too much. Did you know?"
Li Dongsheng glanced at the woman in surprise. The woman felt guilty and did not dare to look at her.
Now that her father is back, Ning Yue no longer interferes in their family affairs and continues to treat others.
As she walked, she turned back and asked Cui Langzhong: "Can you cure food accumulation?"
Cui Hanzhi gave a thumbs up: "I know how to treat it, but I always use medicine. Children are afraid of hardship. It always takes a lot of effort to give medicine and you have to spit out most of it. Master, your method is good."
Ning Yue smiled and said: "Next time you can't take the bitter medicine, you can try soaking your feet. When the spleen and stomach are blocked, the feet may absorb it better."
Cui Hanzhi cupped his hands with a sincere expression on his face: "Thank you, Master, for your guidance."
Ning Yue: "I am pressed for time, so we will treat you separately. I will treat you with minor illnesses."
Cui Hanzhi waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, Master, I don't want to eat the cake at all."
The serious look on his face made it seem as if Ning Yue was really asking him if he wanted to eat cake just now.
Ning Yue laughed, this old kid.
Not only did he not want to see the patient alone, but he also wanted to blackmail her.
She handed over the half piece of meat pie that was left just now.
I originally wanted to save it for the frail patient, but seeing how greedy he is, give it to him first.
Cui Hanzhi, who just said he didn't want to eat the cake at all, took the cake and said hastily: "Master has given me a gift that I can't refuse, so I would be disrespectful to reject it."
He took a big mouthful, and his gray beard twitched as he chewed: "Well, Master's food is just more delicious than Mr. Zhao's. Master, I will stay with you from now on, okay?"
He didn't want to stay with his brother's family, especially after they had a quarrel last time. New and old hatreds came up, and he just wanted to keep out of sight.
Ning Yue couldn't tell for a moment whether he wanted her as his teacher for the delicious food or to learn medical skills.
Cui Hanzhi: Only children make choices, of course adults want them all.
The team soon set off again.
Ning Yue and the old lady got into the carriage, chatting and cutting cloth to make leggings.
Ning Yue saw Li Dongsheng walking in front with a sullen face from a distance. He was carrying a bamboo-backed basket behind him, and Zhen'er was sitting in it. It seemed that he had finally decided to separate from his tribe.
