I'm bound to the divine medicine system

Chapter 225 Zhong Hui
"Why are you so thin? Picky eaters?" She first ruled out the possibility that the girl's family was poor. Although Zhong Hui looked a little sallow and thin, her skin was not rough, especially her hands, which were soft and slender. It was obvious that she had never worked before. .

Moreover, she speaks clearly, so she should be literate, and she may have read books seriously.

It is obviously impossible for poor families to let their daughters go to school.

Zhong Hui's eyes darkened, and he lowered his head and said, "My mother won't let me eat more, saying that it doesn't look good if I gain weight."

When Mu Qingyi saw her mentioning her mother, there seemed to be some fear in her eyes.

When a normal child mentions their parents, how can they be afraid, and it's too late to like it.

"Birth mother?" she asked.

Zhong Hui shook his head, "I am a concubine, and the aunt who gave birth to me is dead."

No wonder!
Mu Qingyi sighed secretly, knelt down, hugged Zhong Hui, and said warmly: "You must eat more, while you are still growing, there is still time to grow taller. Remember, we cannot choose ourselves their origins, but they can choose their own future.”

Zhong Hui was puzzled, "How to choose?"

"First of all, you have to know what kind of life you want to live, then set this goal and work hard towards this goal."

Zhong Hui looked at the elder sister who was as pale and thin as her in front of her, "Can it be achieved with hard work?"

Mu Qingyi shook her head: "Efforts may not make it come true, but if you don't work hard, it will definitely not come true."

Zhong Hui nodded half-understood, "Yes, I wrote it down."

"You have to remember that in this world, no one can be relied on. Relying on mountains will fall, and relying on everyone will run away. The only one you can rely on is yourself. Learn more, see more, think more. You need to know a lot and not overwhelm yourself. If you learn one skill, just learn that one, and if you learn something famous, good luck will naturally come.”

Zhong Hui memorized it firmly, and nodded vigorously: "Well, I remember it all."

Mu Qingyi really likes this well-behaved girl, but what she can do is nothing more than that.Rubbing the top of Zhong Hui's head, she straightened up, "I'm going to be busy, you can play by yourself."

Zhong Hui watched her sister leave, thought for a while, turned and ran away holding the corner of her skirt.

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When Mu Qingyi returned to the tea room, Bai Yaxian had just finished decocting the medicine. She didn't let Mu Qingyi touch her hands, and brought the medicine to Miss Qian's room herself, and asked the maid to feed it.

As a result, within a quarter of an hour after taking the medicine, Miss Qian vomited it all up again, her fever became worse, and she started talking nonsense.

"What's going on?" Madam Qian asked, staring at Bai Yaxian.

Bai Yaxian was flustered in her heart, but her expression remained unchanged. Even Mu Qingyi couldn't help admiring her calmness.

"Ma'am, don't worry, it takes time for the medicine to take effect." Bai Yaxian said softly.

The servant girl who was waiting on the side couldn't help answering, "But the medicine is already vomited, how can it work?"

Bai Yaxian was about to cook another bowl of medicine when a maid came in to report, "Ma'am, Doctor Zhang is here."

Bai Yaxian frowned, thinking that this doctor girl really didn't know what to do, knowing that she was here, she should avoid it.

"Hurry up, please come in." Madam Qian's fluttering heart finally settled down, and it would be nice to have Doctor Zhang here.She didn't believe any of these two people in front of her.

Doctor Zhang entered the room with a medicine box in her hand. She wore a well-fitting medical girl's clothes that were worn out, her face was cold, and her eyes swept past Mu Qingyi and Bai Yaxian.However, it was obvious that there was a slight surprise in his eyes when he saw Mu Qingyi.

Doctor Zhang greeted Mrs. Qian first, and then walked quickly to the bedside for a consultation.

"How?" Madam Qian asked.

Doctor Zhang didn't answer, but asked the maid standing beside her, "When did the pain start? What did you eat?"

(End of this chapter)