When he was fully awake, the wound on his arm, itching, obviously improving, was shocked, and when he walked outside, there were already many people in the medical hall, looking at the clothes, they were all poor people in the vicinity.
Mei Guo was sitting behind the bookcase and checking the pulse of an old woman, "It's getting better, and it should be fine if you take two more pairs of medicines."
He opened the recipe and handed it to the little guy next to him.
The old woman thanked her again and again, got up and stood aside and waited for the little girl to grab the medicine.
Mei Guo glanced at Mu Qiu, who was standing by the door, and crossbowed her mouth at the small stove in the corner of the house, her voice was cold, not at all as kind as she was to those patients, "When you get up, drink the soup in the pot." ” Mu Qiu saw that there were a few traces of blood in her eyes, knowing that it was caused by taking care of him last night, a trace of strangeness flashed in her heart, and this strangeness was incompatible with the hatred in his heart.
Walked to the small stove, opened the lid of the small pot, half a pot of white water was boiling in the pot, and a bowl of soup was warm in the middle, the smell of medicine was the same soup that rose fruit was boiling when I woke up the previous time.
A drop of water dripped into his dead heart, and with a "ding" sound, there was a ripple.
Some gossip women are sick, seeing a man in the wind with a jade tree coming out of the middle of the rose, the gossip gene was instantly exerted, and she came to Meiguo's side, touched her with her elbow, and the corner of her eyes slanted to Mu Qiu, "Is it the girl's husband?"
Meiguo glanced at Mu Qiu and said lightly, "It's just a serious illness." ” Mu Qiu embarrassedly picked up the decoction, drank it in three or two sips, and pondered to say goodbye to Meiguo.
Mei Guo didn't look up at him either, "If you still want to use a sword, you'd better stay a few more days." ” Mu Qiu just said it, and just said coldly, "No need" A woman looked at him with disdain, "Why does this son have such a tone towards the girl, she looks like a human being, why is she so unkind, the girl is kind to you for your injury, but you are so bitter and mean." ” "It's just that I've never seen someone so disrespectful to a girl."
There will be another patient immediately who meets.
Another middle-aged woman looked at Mu Qiu, and saw that he looked indifferent and arrogant, with disdain on her face, "The girl is one of the best doctors in Beijing, is she still underestimated by him?"
Mu Qiu's thick eyebrows frowned, he dared to look down on her He came out of the room, and only said two words in total, this snarky but I don't know who it is, but the other party is all women, and he doesn't care about it, but he was also pestled by the other party and didn't go.
Mei Guo did not want to listen to the women dwell on this question, and wrote the prescription, but still did not raise her eyes to look at him, "You have added a tranquilizing medicine to the decoction you drink, and advised you to go back to bed, so that you will not be able to lie down on the street after a few steps out of this door." ” Mu Qiu was slightly stunned, and sure enough, tiredness struck, knowing that what she said was true, although she was unwilling, she had to go inside again.
As soon as I entered the door, I heard the woman just now: "Girl, you have also reached the age of marriage, don't just miss the marriage for the sake of our sick numbers, you should also marry a man or a husband." ” The corners of Mu Qiu's mouth twitched, and her husband was still missing Meiguo smiled slightly, and didn't answer, "Next."
The other patient immediately trotted over to the bookcase and sat down.
When Mu Qiu got up, there were more patients outside, and the little maid was also busy sweating profusely just dispensing medicine.
He wanted to leave, but seeing that she was so busy that she didn't have time to pay attention to him at all, she couldn't say anything when she said goodbye, so he simply walked to the side of the little maid and looked at the Chinese medicine that had not had time to be bandaged on the counter, "Are these to be wrapped?"
"Hmm."
The little guy answered and began to bandage.
Mu Qiujing looked at it for a while, knew how to bandage it, and helped the little guy wrap up the medicine without saying a word.
His injured hand was a little inconvenient, and the medicine was not sharp, but after all, there were more hands, and the work of the little guy was instantly relieved, and he smiled and thanked him.
The Rose Elephant completely oblivied on his presence.
It is inevitable that there are people who like good things among the patients waiting to see a doctor, and they whispered gossip news, "Have you heard that the envoy of the Yan Kingdom was assassinated yesterday." ” "I'll just tell you how the city was full of Assassins last night, and say, is the messenger dead?"
"I'm dead, I heard that it was a sword to die, and I heard that the assassin came and went like the wind, so it's not good."
A young man next to him showed a look of fascination.
In the corner of Meiguo's eyes, Mu Qiu's hand to bandage the medicine paused slightly, and then began to work in his hand again, and there was no abnormality.
Lunch and dinner were all free time, hastily coping, until near the palm of the lamp, after the last patient was treated, and the little girl left, then went to the door.
Only then did Mu Qiu think that he should leave and took the long sword, "If the county lord has nothing else, Mu Qiu will leave." ” Mei Guo threw the bandage medicine in her hand on the bookcase and looked at him coldly, "Until I make sure your injuries are okay, you can only stay here." ” "I don't dare to bother the county lord anymore with this injury."
He turned his face away, not daring to look at her slightly bloodshot eyes.
"Yi Yuan doesn't need to be crippled, take off clothes, and my patience is limited."
It's been a tired day, and I really don't want to entangle with him anymore, so naturally there is no good tone for what I say.
Mei Guo's cold words made his numb heart tremble slightly, no matter how much he hated her, she was her man after all, and her character really couldn't tolerate any defects in her body.
Mu Qiu laid the Ugin sword flat on the bookcase, glared at her, and rudely tugged at the buttons of his clothes, one of which could not withstand his strength, broke off his shirt, bounced a few times on the ground, and rolled into the corner.
Meiguo rolled her eyes, what does the child's grudge with them have to do with herself, she has to suffer these bird qi from them herself, and the hand that treats his wounds is neither light nor heavy, it is not the same as yesterday's caution, and he deserves to die.
Mu Qiu watched her hairy movements, as if she was deboning a cow.
Secretly smiled bitterly, gritted his teeth and did not frown, but large drops of sweat rolled down his forehead.
Mei Guo raised her eyes to see his face that was white in pain, but she couldn't bear to show it, sighed, and the movements of her hands were lighter.
He didn't know that he was no longer the person he used to be, and what was the meaning of seeing him in the same way.
Dealing with his wounds, when he was cleaning up the bandages that he had replaced, his eyes fell on the long sword placed on the bookcase, he was really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon, assassinating the envoy of the yan country, who are the people in his garden Mu Qiu followed her gaze and fell on her long sword, the gossip of the patient, she couldn't have not heard, whether she had no doubts about herself or whether she looked at the long sword with a contemplative expression, she would never be completely unaware, thinking that she would ask herself about it, but she didn't ask anything.
Meiguo took away the used bandage, picked up the button on the ground, took out the needle and thread, and nailed the button back to its place with no hands or feet, threw it back to Mu Qiu with a cape and a face, and turned around and went to the inner room.
Mu Qiu looked at the extremely ugly buttons sewn at the corners of the needle, and his eyes were full of complicated colors
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