Jiang Nuanzhi felt his heart pounding for no reason.
The Li Rong in front of her was indeed a bit strange to her. When she picked him up, she clearly saw him as just a slightly burly young man. He doesn't even look like the father of several children. It's not an exaggeration to say that he is their brother.
But now, when he spoke such words, it was as if he was talking about killing a chicken. How should I put it? It is a kind of indifference to life.
Jiang Nuanzhi is a doctor and a veterinarian. She values life more than ordinary people. Suddenly, his face turned a little pale.
Li Rong looked at her slightly pale complexion, and belatedly realized that he seemed to be frightened.
He immediately touched his nose and said, "Take me there and I'll handle it."
Jiang Nuanzhi didn't speak. Li Rong felt a little guilty for no reason, but when he thought of that person's origin, his brows furrowed even more. : "If we don't deal with him, we are afraid that we will cause a big disaster. This person is definitely not as simple as you think."
Jiang Nuanzhi looked at Li Rong, frowned and said, "I didn't To put it simply, I just think that he is my patient."
She sighed: "Besides, this disease is caused by me. Li Rong, I don't know what grievances you have, but. , can you not do such a thing at home? At least not in my pharmacy, okay?"
Li Rong was stunned, he had never seen Jiang Nuanzhi like this.
On weekdays, Jiang Nuanzhi was always laughing and joking. She would even make fun of him during treatment, but she didn't seem to have said a few serious words.
Apart from counting money, this was the first time Li Rong had seen her so serious.
After a moment of silence, Li Rong touched his nose and said: "What I mean is, I will only take that step if I have to. Don't worry, I will definitely not stain your place."
Looking at Jiang Nuanzhi still looking at him, his eyes were guarded. Li Rong said in a muffled voice: "I can't use my legs right now. Even if I have the intention, I still can't do it. You don't have to worry."
He is a general who defends his home and country. The general is not a murderer. What is she guarding against?
But after thinking about it, I smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly.
What kind of general is he now?
On the day of the house raid, all kinds of abuses still lingered in my ears.
I still remember clearly the sticky and rancid feeling of having eggs and rotten vegetable leaves thrown on my body.
Compared with the looks in those people's eyes, Jiang Nuanzhi's little precaution now is really not worth mentioning.
But I don’t know why, but I feel a dull feeling in my heart.
After Jiang Nuanzhi heard what he said, he later realized that he was also his patient, and his expression softened slightly: "Well, I will go check on that person. If he is really a bad person, don't worry. I won’t let him hurt the children.”
Li Rong’s lips moved, but he couldn’t say what he wanted to say.
I just watched Jiang Nuanzhi go out of the room, lowering his eyes secretly, his long eyelashes cast a shadow, and the emotions in his eyes were suppressed.
Jiang Nuanzhi originally wanted to go next door to see what the old man was like, but the man fell asleep and didn't wake up until the next day. Extraordinarily quiet.
The next day, Jiang Nuanzhi and several members of his family had prepared the powder for Jinchuang Medicine and had already started brewing the medicine.
"A Nuan, tell me the truth, can you really be cured? Could it be that you have been poisoned to death?"
Lv Shizhu helped while Jiang Nuanzhi was busy working and whispered.
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
"Young Master! How many times do you want me to say this? The cricket itself is not poisonous, but some people cannot eat it because his body is allergic to it. .”
"It's good that you won't die. You don't know. Yesterday, I was laying the floor in the kitchen. There was no sound at all in his room. I was almost scared to death."
Jiang Nuanzhi couldn't laugh or cry: "He just fell asleep. He must have been tired before, right? Just keep a close eye on him."
"Wait, young master, I would like to ask, where is the trust between us?"
< br>Lu Shizhu touched his nose: "Of course I trust you, it's just a casual question."
"Come on, hurry up and light the small porcelain bottle, and the pot will come out in a while. Canned.”
I had nothing to do yesterday but was grinding medicine.
The powder for making Jinchuang Medicine has almost been processed. Now the most important step left is to refine the lard and then start to boil the ointment. The amount of ointment to be brewed this time is relatively large. It seems that the jar of golden sore medicine is slightly overfilled, weighing more than ten kilograms.
I am worried that if I cook too much at one time, the heat will be uneven and the medicinal materials will become lumpy. She cooked it in two stages.
Speaking of this ointment, the most important thing is the dosage and heat. This golden sore medicine is very familiar to her. It just takes a little more time.
The shopkeeper who had previously made the porcelain vases had already delivered the pots early and had finished the work in a hurry.
I have to say that this ancient craftsman is really very conscientious.
The quality of this small porcelain vase is excellent, not even a single crooked melon or cracked date.
Jiang Nuanzhi made a lot of it in the first pot and poured it directly into it using a funnel.
She poured it in with her front foot, and Lu Shizhu immediately took wax to seal it with her back foot.
The cooperation between the two was not a tacit understanding, but the more than one hundred bottles that they stumbled over could be considered finished.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Nuanzhi started to cook the second pot.
It takes a longer time to refine the lard, just watch the fire.
Jiang Nuanzhi and Lu Shizhu went to seal the golden sore medicine they had just poured.
The mouths of these hundred or so bottles of golden medicine have just been sealed, and the lard is almost finished.
Take the golden and crispy lard residue out of the pot and put it on a wooden plate.
The lard was also boiled a little more. Jiang Nuanzhi simply filled his oil jar, and the remaining lard was used to make the medicine for golden sores.
“It smells so good.”
Just when Jiang Nuanzhi and Lu Shizhu were busy, they suddenly saw a pair of black hands stretching out from here.
The afterimage flashed by, and the lard residue on the plate was missing a corner.
The two subconsciously turned around and saw the dirty old man squatting behind them. He held a handful of lard residue in his hand and threw them into his mouth one by one. It was chewy and crunchy, and my mouth was full of oil.
He seemed very satisfied and nodded: "It's delicious."
Picked up a lard residue placed beside the stove.
Jiang Nuanzhi and Lu Shizhu looked at each other and blinked. Jiang Nuanzhi said, "When did he wake up?"
Lv Shizhu shook his head: "I don't know. Ah.”
"Didn't I ask you to stare?"
"I thought you were staring."
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"I It's been a long time since I woke up." The old man looked at Jiang Nuanzhi and then at Lu Shizhu, picked up a lard residue and threw it into his mouth. He chewed it and said, "I want to sleep a little longer, but I'm hungry. ”
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
Lu Shizhu: "."
"Where are you from, old man?" Jiang Nuanzhi was still wary of this old man. After all, Li Rong, who is facing a powerful enemy, should not be easy.
After hearing what he said, the old man frowned tightly. He slowed down in eating the lard residue. His brows wrinkled more and more, and he murmured: "I... …Where did it come from? Where did I come from?”
“I remember falling into a big pit while walking, and my head hurt so much!”
At that moment, he hit his head twice: "Damn it, why can't I remember anything? Where did I come from?" (End of Chapter)