I was approached by a cat-eared girl.

The other five members of the family were all healthy during their physical examinations, except for Wu Yulan, who had a minor problem, but it wasn't a serious illness.

Chen Shuo took the prescription he couldn't understand to the pharmacy to get the medicine, and when he came back, he continued to give Wu Yulan instructions, "Mom, although this is not a serious illness, the doctor said that you need to rest more and not overwork yourself. From now on, let my dad help with the housework and cooking, and you can just rest."

"Your dad?" Wu Yulan glanced at Chen Jian beside her. "He doesn't even know how to pick up a fallen soy sauce bottle, let alone cook. All he does is eat."

"I..."

The old man was indignant and wanted to refute, but he stopped short after saying "I," his lips moved for a while, and finally he said whatever came to mind.

"It seems so."

Chen Shuo had to admit that his mother was right; his grandfather really didn't know anything.

"How about we hire a nanny for you?"

"Are you so rich you're burning money? Or are your father and I paralyzed and unable to move?"

Chen Shuo choked for a moment, "Mom, what are you saying? What do you mean by paralysis? Spit it out a few times."

"Go! Go! Go."

Wu Yulan didn't spit, but took the bag from his hand and looked at it, "How do I take these medicines?"

"Some are for eating, and some are for external application; they all come with instructions."

"Prescribing so many medications, if you ask me, the hospital just wants to make money off us. This isn't even an illness."

Wu Yulan muttered to herself as she took out the medicine and examined it one by one. Chen Shuo heard her but didn't argue. That's how thrifty middle-aged women are.

"Mom, you don't do anything usually, how did you suddenly get muscle strain?"

"How would I know? Could it be... that..." Wu Yulan forgot her words a little at this point.

"Mom, are you trying to say it was a misdiagnosis?" Bai Xiaoqi couldn't help but interject.

"Yes, yes, it was a misdiagnosis."

Wu Yulan nodded repeatedly, "My legs just hurt, and I don't have anything to do all day at home, how could I possibly have muscle strain?"

“You’re the one who does square dancing,” Chen Jian said casually.

"Square dancing is for exercise, how could it cause health problems?"

"laugh..."

Chen Jianwei gave an almost imperceptible purse. A while ago, she felt a little uncomfortable in her legs, so he told her to rest and not to go out to do any square dancing these few nights.

They wouldn't listen, and even said that feeling uncomfortable meant they weren't exercising enough, and that the more it hurt, the more they should jump, and the pain would go away after jumping.

The more he jumped, the more it hurt, and the more it hurt, the more he jumped.

I can't say it out loud. Every time I bring it up, she uses this phrase to deal with it, saying it's for exercise.

"Mom, do you still go out to dance in the square at night?"

"Oh, that's right, Mom is dancing really well now, come and see her another day."

Okay, the cause of the illness has been found.

Chen Shuo finally understood the cause of his illness. "Mom, stop dancing. Dad is right. This is from square dancing. Take a break and dance again when it doesn't hurt anymore."

"Why are you just like your dad?"

"Let's go ask the doctor." Chen Shuo gave up explaining and pulled Wu Yulan along to ask the doctor.

As people get older, they assume they have decades of experience. To put it nicely, they have their own way of thinking; to put it bluntly, they become incredibly stubborn.

Wu Yulan was no exception; she would only believe what the doctor said.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Wu Yulan came out of the department and gave up on the idea of ​​square dancing. It has to be a doctor. A few words from a doctor in a white coat are more effective than them talking themselves hoarse.

Chapter 345 Bringing Happiness

"Hmm... I feel a little weak."

At the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, Wu Yulan was taken to the consultation room for acupuncture. Her family had never seen anything like it before, and they followed her in out of curiosity, wanting to see what acupuncture was all about.

Chen Shuo didn't go in with them. He went to the restroom to clear his head. Now he was going to go in and observe acupuncture. When he came out of the restroom and walked halfway, he caught a glimpse of an old Chinese medicine doctor sitting at a table.

In his sixties or seventies, he sported a hairstyle that reflected local support for the central government: long hair on both sides covering the top of his head, and a goatee on his chin. He looked quite professional. He leaned over and asked someone to take his pulse.

The traditional Chinese medicine doctor didn't refuse. He placed his hand on Chen Shuo's wrist, closed his eyes, pursed his lips, pondered for a moment, and gave this diagnosis.

I feel a bit weak.

"No way, doctor. I'm so strong, how could I be weak? Doctor, look at all this training, it's all muscle."

Upon hearing this result, Chen Shuo was skeptical. As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and clenched his fists to show the other person the muscles on his arms.

The old Chinese medicine doctor merely glanced at the strong arms before looking away, stroking his goatee, and slowly began to speak:

"I'm talking about your kidneys. Your kidneys are a bit weak. Come on, open your mouth and let me see your tongue coating."

"......"

Chen Shuo was silent for a while, then opened his mouth. Now he was very skeptical of the old Chinese medicine doctor's professionalism. He admitted that he had been having sex with his wife a little too often, but he was as strong as an ox and had the means to do so. How could he possibly have any connection with the words "kidney deficiency"?

I never felt weak during sex.

It was absolutely a misdiagnosis, a complete misdiagnosis.

Besides, the medical check-up report I just had at the hospital was all fine.

"Yang deficiency." The old Chinese medicine doctor examined his tongue coating closely and further subdivided the diagnosis.

"No way, I..." Chen Shuo was very resistant to the diagnosis. A man can be weak everywhere, but not his kidneys.

He tried to resuscitate her a couple more times, but before he could finish speaking, the old Chinese medicine doctor opposite him interrupted:

"I'll prescribe you a medicine to replenish your essence and energy. Take it to the pharmacy over there to get the medicine."

"Okay, okay, thank you, doctor!" Chen Shuo nodded vigorously.

The prescriptions given by traditional Chinese medicine practitioners are very different from those given by hospitals. The most significant difference is that he can actually understand them; the prescriptions are written in beautiful regular script, listing each Chinese medicinal herb.

Western medicine prescriptions... as everyone knows, are written in a way that's like gibberish, leaving patients completely bewildered, but the doctors and nurses in the hospital pharmacy somehow manage to understand them.

Chen Shuo has always suspected that they may have created their own set of characters.

I took the prescription from the traditional Chinese medicine doctor to the pharmacy to get the medicine. The pharmacy here is just like the ones I see on TV, with several large cabinets divided into dozens or even hundreds of small drawers, each labeled with the name of a medicinal herb.

There are seven oil paper packets in total. Each oil paper packet is enough for one meal. One meal a day will last for seven days.

We'll come back and catch more after we've finished eating, depending on the situation.

Chen Shuo also bought a small earthenware pot for decocting Chinese medicine.

When he returned to the clinic with these things, Wu Yulan's legs were covered with thin gold needles, and the doctor was slowly grinding the needle ends with his fingers.

Seeing Chen Shuo enter, Bai Xiaoqi glanced at the bag in his hand, then looked away and asked, "Where did you go? Why did you take so long?"

"I just had an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor take my pulse, and then I got some medicine according to his prescription," Chen Shuo said, shaking the bag in his hand.

"What kind of medicine did you get?"

“…”

Chen Shuo didn't answer the question immediately. He glanced at Chen Jian over there and, seeing that the old man hadn't noticed them, lowered his voice and said in a cheeky tone, "A medicine that can bring you happiness."

"Bring me happiness?" Bai Xiaoqi was a little confused.

"not understand?"

"Hmm, I don't understand."

“…”

Upon hearing this, Chen Shuo observed the enemy situation again. Seeing that everything was safe, he leaned over and whispered something to her.

"Pooh.."

Bai Xiaoqi blushed slightly and spat at him. She should have known better; this guy was just not serious!

She suspected that this habit would never change. Even decades later, when this guy was seventy or eighty years old, with white hair, a hunched back, and a cane in his hand, he would still be the same irreverent person.

He was just being indecent back then.

On the first day of National Day, I took the whole family to the hospital for a physical examination and also got myself some traditional Chinese medicine for happiness.

Back home, Chen Shuo began to plan where to go for the National Day holiday. During the Golden Week holiday, he definitely couldn't go to tourist attractions, otherwise, he would be surrounded by crowds and wouldn't be able to see anything but heads.

"How about we go fishing as a family tomorrow? It's been a long time since we've been." After thinking for a while, Chen Shuo felt that fishing was the most reliable option. Not only could they avoid the crowds at tourist attractions, but after fishing, they could also have fish soup at home in the evening.

"it is good."

"it is good!"

Although she disliked this guy's indecent behavior and despised his lewd thoughts, Bai Xiaoqi still reluctantly helped him brew Chinese medicine, which bubbled and steamed in the small clay pot.

Hearing Chen Shuo's voice drifting from the living room, she replied, "Okay, fishing, huh? It's been a long time since I've gone fishing."

At the same time, another loud "Good!" rang out.

Chen Shuo turned his head to look at the sound and saw Chen Qi'an squatting next to him playing with a toy car. Although he had never fished before, did not know how to fish, and did not even know what fishing was all about, it did not diminish his anticipation.

Where is your sister?

"I'm doing my homework."

"Don't you have homework?"

"Yes, there's a lot of homework."

"You have so much homework, why aren't you doing it?" Chen Shuo was puzzled. What was wrong with this kid? He had too much homework, but instead of doing it, he was playing with toy cars.

Have they given up?

"It's okay, there are still many days left in the National Day holiday, I can wait until the last day to write."

Chen Qi'an was not flustered at all. This was only the first day of the National Day holiday, and there were still many days to come, so there was no rush.

Chen Shuo didn't know what to say to him. As the older sister, Chen Qinghan was thinking about finishing her homework as soon as possible, just like when she was a child.

When he was a child, Chen Shuo always finished his summer and winter vacation homework, as well as all sorts of other holiday assignments, very early.

That will make things easier from now on.