Chapter 142

When she came out of the Zhou family, not only the people in the Zhou family were smiling, but also song Xijiao herself was very happy. Cook for others to eat, see others eat happy, their own fast happy. Now she can cure the sick and save people, that kind of satisfaction is not clear in a few words.

But because she was pulled by the old lady and said a lot of words, when she came out it was a little late, she said goodbye to Hao Langzhong and went to the bamboo paper mill alone.

The business of the bamboo paper factory has been on the right track for a long time. With Xiaoliu's help, she doesn't need to spend much time. But the daily accounts have to be settled properly. If you don't understand it one day, it's easy to become a muddle headed account in the end. This is a big taboo for starting a business.

As soon as I entered the bamboo paper yard, I saw the breeze pacing back and forth in the yard. Song Xijiao deliberately crept over and called out behind him. As expected, the wind was very exciting.

Qingfeng looked back and saw song Xijiao. She was not angry and said, "where are you going? I've been waiting for you for a long time! "

Song Xijiao explained: "I followed Hao Lang Zhong to see a doctor. What can I do for you?"

Qingfeng said quickly: "Alas, it's not the trouble you brought for our childe! Zhou Yuanli, the first prize in the last poetry contest, you remember that his old mother suddenly fell ill today. It was useless to ask several doctors to see him! You go and have a look. If anything happens, Zhou Yuanli doesn't depend on us. "

Smell speech, song Xijiao ignore to speak, immediately follow the breeze to rush to Ling Fu.

It is said that Zhou Yuanli has already arrived in the capital and has found a small official. With his talent and learning, he will soon be able to make great progress! Such a person can not offend, as Qingfeng said, although it is a kind-hearted act to help him take care of his old mother, it is difficult for him not to hate them if something happens.

To Ling Fu, Qingfeng directly took her to the backyard. To song Xijiao's surprise, Ling Ziqing placed the old mother in a rather elegant wing room. You know, this kind of place can only be inhabited by distinguished guests.

There were only two women in the room. They were wandering in front of the bed. They didn't know what to do. When they saw song Xijiao coming, they seemed to see the backbone. They said, "Miss Song, you are coming! Take a look at it. I'm afraid the old lady can't do it! "

"Don't talk nonsense." Song Xijiao frowned. The old lady was lying on the bed, listening to everything clearly. She was not feeling well. She would be even more disheartened to hear this kind of disheartened words.

She sat down beside the bed and looked at the old man on the bed. She saw the old man squinting his eyes and breathed in, but seldom exhaled. Song Xijiao held her hand: "old man, don't worry. I will cure you. Can you hear my voice now?"

"Oh, Miss Song, she can't hear people for a long time!" The two women were dissatisfied because they were reprimanded by song Xijiao. When they saw that she was still asking questions in a long way, they immediately yelled impatiently.

Song Xijiao suddenly turned around and glared at the two women: "nonsense. She can hear it. She just put her finger on my palm."

"She's twitching like that. How do you know if it's clasping your palm or pumping?" The two women continued to make trouble.

"She said yes, and so she was."

Song Xijiao was angry and wanted to refute. Suddenly, there was a voice like a drop of jade at the door. When she looked up, she saw that Ling Ziqing, dressed in white like snow, came in.

After coming in, Ling Ziqing looked at Qingfeng: "how do you discipline the servants? The master is here to see a doctor, and the servants are still noisy here. Is this the rule of lingfu?"

Master son?

On hearing these two words, not only the two women changed their faces, but also the breeze was stunned. When did song Xijiao become the master of lingfu?

Almost instantly, the two women understood Ling Ziqing's deep meaning. They knelt down and kowtowed to song Xijiao.

Song Xijiao frowned: "you go out, do not affect me to see the elderly."

This is the meaning of letting them go and not punishing them. The two women looked at each other, and they did not dare to say any more nonsense, and ran out of the room in a gray way.

When the room quieted down, song Xijiao took her hand and said, "old man, Zhou Yuanli has got an official position in the capital city. I'm going to be promoted step by step. I'm coming back to honor you. You have to take good care of yourself and watch Zhou Yuanli get married and have children. "

After pacifying the old man, she immediately got up and asked, "Qingfeng, is there borneol in lingfu?"

"Yes, yes!"

Qingfeng almost didn't need to look at Ling Ziqing's eyes, turned around and ran out to take it. Because he knew that it was a vain thing to see. How could you refuse Miss Song's request?

Ling Ziqing had a wonderful way: "what's wrong with the old man?"

Song Xijiao said in a low voice: "pulmonary embolism. She is bedridden all year round, lack of exercise, the blood flow of the whole body is slow, and gradually it is easy to form thrombus I don't understand, do you? If you don't understand, you'll be right. " Because these medical knowledge, in these people's eyes, or a blank.

Ling Ziqing smile: "although do not understand, but I know, with you, this disease is not a disease.""I don't have to do my best."

Ling Ziqing said with a smile: "the problems that fall on you can always be solved easily. They are not gods, but also better than immortals."

Again.

How come someone always flatters her recently. If she goes on like this, she will really swell up.

After a while, the breeze came with borneol. He was sweating and put the plum blossom fragrance on the table.

Song Xijiao took it over and put borneol into bamboo paper and made twists. Then she lit it with fire and burned it into incense. After a while, she pulled it out and put it into another nostril.

After so many times, the old man suddenly took a breath, opened his eyes, slowly turned his head, and said with a grateful smile: "Miss Song You helped the court ceremony and saved me It's a great favor and a great virtue. I don't think I'll repay you... "

"Ah! All right Qingfeng is surprised to open her mouth, this Miss Song, what else she won't do! Today, several doctors have come to see her. They all shake their heads and are helpless. Why does she just light a incense and the old woman is cured?

Ling Ziqing was also quite surprised. After two steps forward, he saw that although the old man's eyes were still cloudy, he obviously no longer twitched, and his pupils were gradually focused to see the person in front of him. Can't help but wonder: "this borneol incense, incredibly still has such effect?"

Song Xijiao explained with a smile: "borneol is a powerful traditional Chinese medicine, but it is too precious and few people can afford to use it. Young master Ling, if you feel headache and turbid eyes, you can smell the borneol fragrance to ensure that your mind will be clear immediately. "

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