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Chapter 402 Hurt each other
"Get the medicine!"

Yaozi looked at Wen Shi's face and saw that he looked fine, so he turned around and asked Yi Chichi, "Are you treating the disease or conditioning the body?"

"Treating the body."

"Do you have a recipe?"

"Have."

But the prescription cannot be used indiscriminately, it must be used for the right disease.

"Uncle, please take his pulse first, and then I'll check the patient."

When I heard this, I had a question mark face. Is it so difficult to regulate your body?
"Wife, didn't you say that eating medicinal food would be fine?"

"Yes, but you can't eat medicinal food randomly."

Medicinal diet Medicinal diet, medicine is the staple food and food is the supplementary food, they complement each other.

Wen Shi said "oh" and said hesitantly, "Uncle Yaozi's medical skills have improved?"

Yi Chi was speechless after hearing these impolite words, while Yaozi was so angry that he raised his hand and slapped him on the back.

"You little bastard, you don't want me to make progress, right?"

“…No, no,”

He said aggrievedly, "It's mainly because your medical skills were not good before."

This is the truth, and Yaozi cannot refute it.

But, “I have a wife!”

He straightened his chest and said proudly, "My wife can go on the operating table, cook in the kitchen, and even teach apprentices..."

He was incessant in praising his wife. Wen Shi wanted to interrupt him countless times, but was stopped by Yi Chichi with a look. He could only cooperate and exclaim from time to time, "Really? My Aunt Mu is so amazing" to express his shock and admiration for Mu Da.

After he finishes speaking, add, "Uncle, how are you doing with your studies?"

"Awesome!"

Yaozi smiled so hard that his teeth were exposed. "Come on, come inside. I'll take your pulse."

"okay!"

I felt happy when I heard it, but I was thinking in my heart, at least I'm not bragging!
Liberation and tranquility.

Then, when Er Genzi was relieved, he followed Diandian into the house and had his pulse checked by Uncle Yaozi.

Yi Chichi knew the specific situation of Uncle Yaozi, and waited silently by the side for the result.

Time passed minute by minute, and he finally withdrew his hand with his fingers resting on Wen Shi's wrist expressionlessly.

Wen Shi and Yi Chichi felt relieved when they saw this. Just as they were about to ask, Lang Hong asked, "Uncle, what's going on with Comrade Wen?"

"Nothing serious."

Yaozi looked at Yi Chichi and said, "But he has a lot of minor problems."

Then, he told Yi Chichi in detail about Wen Shi’s problem.

In fact, it is not complicated. It is nothing more than excessive training, which causes inevitable harm to the body.

Such as meniscus injury, ankle, wrist, elbow injury, knee effusion and so on.

An occupational disease.

Also, I was injured before and my qi and blood are a little deficient.

I also have a weak spleen and stomach.

Everything else is fine.

But the same thing goes, even though these are minor problems now, if you don’t take them seriously and don’t speed up your conditioning and treatment, minor problems will turn into major illnesses.

When you are young, you can handle it on your own. When you are older, these minor illnesses and pains will not be life-threatening.

However, it will cause people to suffer from illness in their later years, which will make them miserable.

Yi Chichi nodded, "It's about the same as mine."

Yaozi understood, and she had an idea of ​​which medicines to use.

"How are you going to treat it?"

"First, replenish the blood and regulate the knee effusion, then deal with the meniscus injury and the like."

As she spoke, she took a pen and paper and quickly wrote the prescription. She wrote three in a row before stopping.

Yaozi stood aside and watched. After being influenced by his wife for so long, he could already see the quality and subtlety of the prescription.

It is absolutely impossible to let him prescribe medicine just to observe. He does not have the ability, and does not know the proportion and dosage of medicinal materials. He prescribes medicine rashly without full confidence, and it is luck that he can cure the patient.

If the treatment causes problems, it will harm people.

Therefore, he only prescribes prescriptions that he is familiar with and has proven to be effective.

It’s impossible to research on your own, not in this lifetime.

In Yi Chichi’s three prescriptions, the ratio and amount of medicinal ingredients are well-thought-out.

If nothing unexpected happens, it is an old recipe that has been improved through generations.

"Uncle, do you think we can gather all these herbs?"

Yi Chichi handed over the written prescription, and Yaozi watched her write it.

To be on the safe side, he took it and looked at it carefully, "Not enough knotweed."

"how many?"

This is a good question. He didn’t do any statistics. He had sold a batch to a purchasing station before. How much is left now?

"Wait a minute, I'll go take a look."

"I'm with you."

"it is good."

Upon seeing this, Wen Shi hurried to catch up. If he didn't catch up with his wife and Uncle Yaozi, he would have to be alone with Lang Zhiqing.

Although I could only be alone for a few minutes, and it was in the front and back yards, it was not appropriate.

So, you still have to keep up.

This can avoid causing trouble for Lang Zhiqing and also ensure his innocence.

Yi Chichi had no idea what he was thinking, so he didn't say anything when he saw him following him.

The room for storing medicinal materials is on the left side of the backyard. It is large and has good lighting and ventilation.

There are three large medicine cabinets placed against the wall, containing medicinal materials classified into different categories.

"Take it yourself, I'll count the knotweed."

Yi Chichi has spent quite some time in the team doctor's office and is very familiar with the storage locations of medicinal materials.

Therefore, Yaozi was too lazy to be polite with her and directly asked her to do it herself and have enough food and clothing.

She said "oh" and started to get the medicine as she was familiar with it.

Wen Shi followed her closely and saw her grab the herbs and wrap them in paper like a scale. He was surprised and asked, "Wife, you don't even need to weigh them?"

Yi Chichi, who was grabbing the astragalus, looked up at him and said calmly, "Don't forget what I do."

Those who are good at embroidery have hands that are much more sensitive than others.

The touch, texture and even weight are all the result of hard work.

Unfortunately, she's good at all of these.

When smelling, "..."

He was a little choked up when he heard it. He was silent for two seconds, then glanced at Uncle Yaozi who was sorting out the tiger sticks, and whispered in Yi Chichi's ear, "Wife, do you think I am useless and unworthy of you?"

The tone was quite nervous and aggrieved.

Yi Chichi paused while packing, looked up at him, and asked in a low voice with a look of deep sorrow.

"Old Wen, I can't swim, I can't use guns, and I can't fight in battle. Do you think I'm a waste and unworthy of you?"

Isn't it just wishful thinking and inferiority complex? Come on, let's hurt each other together.

Let’s see who can outdo whom!

These almost repetitive words made me lose all emotion when I heard them.

He twitched his mouth and said helplessly, "Wife, you know, that's not what I meant."

"I don't know what you mean." Yi Chichi was too lazy to indulge him. It was not good for a man to be too pretentious.

"I only know that you look down on me!"

A huge black pot fell from the sky and was firmly pinned on Wen Shi's head, making him dizzy and unable to defend himself.

After moving his lips for a while, he bowed his head and apologized, "I'm sorry, my wife. I shouldn't have been so self-deprecating and shouldn't have doubted your sincerity towards me. I promise there won't be a next time, you see..."

I glanced at her cautiously, and seeing that she was smiling, I felt that I could do it again.

His voice couldn't help but soften as he said, "Can you forgive me this time?"