"Senior brother, are you looking for me?" Xiao Ming asked, looking at Min Fangqi who was relaxing.
"It's okay, I just want junior sister to come in for a cup of tea and have a rest," Min Fangqi said.
"Thank you, senior brother." Xiao Ming was not polite and sat down directly. Whether he asked Jin Yan to save him or really let him sit and rest, Xiao Ming had to thank Min Fangqi for his attentiveness.
The two sat and chatted about some difficult and complicated diseases. Min Fangqi also praised the medicine given by Xiao Ming and praised the miraculous and rapid effects of penicillin.
Xiao Ming thought for a while and said: "Actually, the master didn't leave much medicine left. Before he left, he told me how to prepare it. How about we try to make some penicillin first." Although there are still a lot of medicines in her space, in this ancient time without productivity, it can be said that the more you use, the less. As the saying goes, it is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish. Only by making it yourself can you get it. The best way to use it without stopping.
Min Fangqi stood up excitedly. asked Xiao Ming in disbelief. "Junior sister, Master really has some secrets."
"Well, even I only know the method, I don't know if it can be done." Xiao Ming said.
"Then let's try it. It will definitely work." Min Fangqi said excitedly, eagerly asking Xiao Ming to tell him the method.
Xiao Ming was fortunate that she had attended many pharmaceutical seminars in her previous life, participated in the production of many drugs, and had some understanding of the preparation methods of some drugs. She once made penicillin herself.
Xiao Ming explained the method of penicillin. After hearing this, Min Fangqi couldn't believe that the magical penicillin was actually extracted from mold. There was some hesitation for a moment.
"Junior sister, this..." Min Fangqi said.
"Master said this before he left. He once said that he discovered this medicine accidentally. Why don't we give it a try." Xiao Ming advised. For the ancients, this method was really unconvincing. It was penicillin. The inventor of penicillin, microbiologist Alexander Fleming, could not believe it when he discovered it. After countless experiments and confirmations, today's penicillin was created.
With the mentality of giving it a try, Min Fangqi purchased a lot of fruits and dedicated a room to push them.
"Junior sister, do you think this can be done?" Min Fangqi still couldn't believe it, and for the first time he doubted his decision.
"I don't know about this either. Let's wait and see what the result is in a few days." Xiao Ming already knew the answer, but she couldn't tell it.
There were only a few patients in the store in the afternoon, so Xiao Ming took out the medical books in the store and looked through them. Min Fangqi had been practicing medicine for decades and had collected a lot of medical books, many of which were unique.
After Guangjitang closed, Xiao Ming also finished the day's work and declined the Guangjitang carriage. Xiao Ming walked on the street alone with a medicine box on his back, preparing to meet Xiao Han and Xiao Han at Mr. Wu's house.
There were not many pedestrians on the street tonight, and vendors on both sides were packing up their belongings and preparing to go home.
Xiao Ming silently recalled what she read in the medical book today, but her thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice.
"Brother Shun, where were you at noon? I went to look for you and they said you were out." The girl's charming voice sounded, her eyes looking at her lover with admiration.
"Sister Lan, I went to buy you a gift. Don't you like this square handkerchief? Look, I bought it specially for you." A familiar male voice sounded, his voice was gentle.
Xiao Ming looked for a name and saw that it was Liu Fushun who was talking affectionately to a 28-year-old girl. The two were actually holding hands on the street. However, there were obvious differences in their clothes. The girl was wearing silk and satin, and her hair was Wearing a jade hairpin, it is obvious that his family condition is very good. Liu Fushun is just wearing ordinary cotton clothes.
Xiao Ming took one look and stopped looking, turning a blind eye and passing behind Liu Fushun.
"Sister Lan, look at how beautiful it is. I ran and lay down several times just for this square handkerchief. I begged the landlady to leave a piece for me. How about it? Do you like it?"
"I like it, Brother Shun, you are so kind to Lan'er." The girl happily took the veil and held it in her arms, her eyes full of admiration for Fushun.
As soon as Xiao Ming arrived in front of Wu's house, he saw Xiao Han leading Xiao Yu out of it. When the two saw Xiao Ming, they shouted happily.
"Sister, how long have you been here?"
"aunt"
"I just arrived, let's go home." Xiao Ming led Xiao Yu and walked towards the entrance of the town. Uncle Liu's car was waiting at the entrance of the town.
The three of them talked and laughed all the way back home. Mrs. Song knew that all three of them were not here today, so she took the initiative to come over and help them prepare dinner, and led Maomao to wait by the bridge. He smiled when he saw them returning home, and Maomao, who was lying on the ground, rushed over quickly.
"You guys are back. Today, Maomao has been lying here all day. He didn't eat the food I prepared for him, and he didn't even take a sip of the water. But I'm worried to death."
"Maomao, why don't you eat?" Xiao Yu hugged Maomao distressedly and asked with concern. The only answer was Maomao's whine.
Xiao Ming knew that the wolf dog recognized its owner. Maomao had stayed at their house since she opened her eyes and would never eat anything given by others, even if that person was Aunt Song. She had seen reports that after the owner of the wolf dog passed away, The wolf-dog stayed in front of its owner's tomb, refusing to eat or drink, and refused to eat no matter who came to feed it. Finally, it starved to death in front of its owner's tomb.
"Thank you, Aunt Song, for cooking for us again and causing you trouble." Xiao Ming said. She felt really bad about having to trouble Aunt Song to help cook every time.
"It's okay. I have nothing to do. I can help cook some food or something." Mrs. Song said nonchalantly. Xiao Ming regularly sent her rice, grains, meat and vegetables, and she couldn't finish it by herself. Even now The family had no income, so she could easily live a good life by herself relying on the food Xiao Ming sent. She had no way to repay Xiao Ming's kindness, so she could only do what she could.
Now that life is better and I no longer have to worry about livelihood, my mood has naturally changed dramatically, my face is radiant and I have become much younger.
"You guys eat slowly, I'll go back first." Mrs. Song said and walked out.
"Mrs. Song, please have dinner here." Xiao Ming stood up to persuade her to stay.
"No, it's already done at home. You should have dinner and go to bed early, close the doors and windows, and pay attention to safety." Ms. Song finally gave the three instructions and went home under the cover of darkness.
"Sister, the food cooked by Mrs. Song is so delicious." Xiao Han sighed while eating the food cooked by Mrs. Song.
"That's right, Grandma Song's cooking is much more delicious than my uncle's." Xiao Yu kept praising her while eating, thinking that sometimes the rice cooked by his uncle was burnt.
"Hey! You little traitor, who used to cook for you, now you dare to dislike your uncle." Xiao Han said angrily.
"It just tastes better than what my uncle cooks. All the rice he cooks is mushy." Xiao Yu was not afraid and told the truth.
"You." Xiao Han was speechless and threatened: "Okay, since my uncle is not good, don't sleep next to him tonight."
Xiao Yu's big eyes kept moving, as if weighing, and finally said: "Grandma Song's cooking is the most delicious, and the food cooked by my uncle is more delicious than that cooked by my aunt."
Xiao Han was reluctantly satisfied, "It's okay, I guess you know the truth."
Xiao Ming·············
Suddenly I felt like I had been hurt a hundred thousand times.
