Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 10927

So Yang Huazhong rushed to the hospital bed and told Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian what he had seen and heard.

When the old couple heard the cards and support in Doctor Wang Han's hand, they were so shocked that their mouths opened wide.

Blacksmith Luo subconsciously raised his hand to touch his nose and murmured: "Can you still treat it by inhaling it? This is really strange, this is the first time I hear it!"

Wang Cuilian had never heard of it either, but the more unheard of something is, the more magical it is. The more magical it is, the more curious, expectant, and awed she is about the effect it will bring.

"Blacksmith, the county has come to the right place. Don't worry about anything this time. Just focus on curing your cough here."

"It's so good to be cured. From now on, I won't have to cough every winter, or cough after drinking alcohol, nor will I have to take off two pieces of clothes to catch a cold when I get hot and sweat, and then cough again. It's cured. It’s better than anything else, it’s worth it!”

Yang Huazhong nodded vigorously, took Wang Cuilian's words and continued: "Don't mention that the New Year is only half a month away. Even if we stay here to celebrate the New Year, as long as your disease can be completely cured, it will be cost-effective!"

That's what he said, but Blacksmith Luo still said with a smile: "Don't worry, you guys, don't worry about me. I'm not a child, crying and clamoring to go home, haha."

"I understand all your hard work. Don't worry, I will cooperate with Dr. Wang's treatment and take you home early for the New Year!"

……

From now on, everyone reached a unified opinion. Although they were here for treatment, the atmosphere in the ward was extremely good.

And Blacksmith Luo's treatment officially started tonight.

Yang Huazhong was responsible for staying at Blacksmith Luo's bedside and chatting with him to prevent Blacksmith Luo from being bored.

Wang Cuilian made the bed next to Blacksmith Luo.

This bed is for Yang Huazhong and Xingwang.

In the bed next door, Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian slept.

Wang Cuilian made the bed, arranged the clothes, shoes, socks and some daily necessities brought from home.

Yang Ruoqing went to the outer room to prepare the medicine.

The medicine apprentice had previously delivered the amount of medicine for tonight and tomorrow. Yang Ruoqing was sitting on the small stove and simmering the medicine slowly over a slow fire. Later, she would drink it for Blacksmith Luo before he went to bed.

If you don’t drink medicine tomorrow morning, Doctor Wang will come over to give Blacksmith Luo fumigation and treatment.

Acupuncture is scheduled in the morning, between breakfast and lunch.

Take medicine once before lunch.

Then in the middle of the afternoon, there is another fumigation treatment.

Drink the medicine again during dinner.

So in total, it’s two fumigations, two medicines, and one acupuncture a day.

This treatment is quite intensive. The advantage of being treated in a medical center is that it is close and convenient. Not only can you enjoy the necessary intensive treatment, but the effect and progress of the treatment every day are under the control of the attending doctor.

Xingwang came in from outside, carrying a bucket in his hand. The bucket contained water he had just gone to fetch from the well in the backyard of the medical center.

"Put it in the corner and cover it with a bamboo cover." Yang Ruoqing ordered.

"Yes, ma'am."

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the small stove, then turned and went to the inner ward. In the ward with candles, one was lying on the bed and two were sitting next to them, doing various household chores. Although they were here for treatment, it was very warm. "Uncle, dad, aunt, I'm going to the hospital kitchen to get food."

"Qing'er, I'll go with you." Wang Cuilian stood up.

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's cold outside, aunt should stay indoors."

“It’s inconvenient for you to carry food for so many people by yourself, so I’ll carry it for you!”

"No need, Xing Weng is here, I'll just take him there."

Xingwang had been waiting respectfully at the door.

I brought the servants here, aren't they just servants? How can I ask the aunt to step forward in everything? Otherwise, spending money to buy people would be meaningless!

In this way, Yang Ruoqing took Xingwang to the hospital kitchen together. Yang Ruoqing was carrying a three-layer mahogany insulated lunch box in her hand, and Xingwang was holding two.

In the kitchen of the ready-made medical center, there is actually a person left to serve the stove.

Yang Ruoqing didn't know whether it was always like this, or because they were here, so even at this point, they kept people around.

No matter which one it is, this kind of service is very considerate and reflects the details.

The large stove room in the hospital mainly serves patients and their families, so the design of this stove is definitely not the kind of two-pot cooking style that can be used in daily life at home.

There is a long row of pots on the wall here. Yang Ruoqing counted ten small pots in this long row. In each small pot, there are vegetables. There are no restrictions on meat and vegetables. Some pots have soup and some have clear soup. , and sweet soup.

Regardless of whether it is meat or vegetable dishes, Yang Ruoqing has discovered a characteristic.

That is, there is no trace of pepper.

Some dishes even don’t even have ginger or garlic in them. They are completely stir-fried or steamed, and some are even the same as boiled.

This is truly a sick meal. Even though there are more than ten pots, for a person like Yang Ruoqing who loves spicy food, looking at it all the way, it doesn't have the slightest appetite appeal, which is embarrassing!

There is also a large boiler-type stove in the middle of the kitchen. On the large stove are two large iron pots, both of which are boiling water.

The guy who stayed behind in the kitchen had just checked the ward number plate that Xingwang handed over. Then, he who was sitting at the entrance of the kitchen and dozing off watching the fire immediately knew who was coming. He quickly cheered up and hurriedly came up to talk to Yang Ruoqing. Hello, I'll be busy serving the dishes.

Yang Ruoqing didn't need to check these dishes, and there was no need to eat any of them for Blacksmith Luo.

It's so convenient. It's not like at home where I have a headache when it's time to cook. It's simple here.

So Yang Ruoqing asked Xingwang to fill the other two food boxes.

She packed the food box in her own hand.

Because the two large food boxes were for Yang Huazhong and Luo Tiejiang, and the snack box in Yang Ruoqing's hand was for herself.

Yang Ruoqing ordered herself a portion of braised vermicelli with pork belly and cabbage (no spicy) and a portion of roasted white radish with green onions (no spicy). She didn't want to eat the rice, so she made a bowl of sweet white fungus and lotus seed soup.

In addition, Yang Ruoqing saw that there was fried rice with chopped green onion and eggs, as well as pickles, and thought that Wang Cuilian would be uncomfortable eating a light diet, so she brought an extra portion of fried rice with chopped green onions and eggs and pickles to Wang Cuilian.

He Xingwang returned to the ward with the food and put it on the bedside table next to Blacksmith Luo's bed.

Everyone stopped chatting and looked over. Their curiosity about the food in the medical center was not at all lower than that of Yang Ruoqing.

"Ah, the food at this medical center looks good. Cabbage, radish, vermicelli, tofu, braised pork, chicken feet... there is no shortage of anything!"

(End of this chapter)