Teacher He of the Siheyuan
Chapter 149 Feed the stick with golden juice
The scene of the stick falling to the ground and foaming at the mouth frightened the young and old in the courtyard.
There was an uproar at the scene.
Xu Damao's slap was really hard, and he knew it was serious just by looking at the stick.
I didn't expect to eat melons and eat people's lives.
Xu Damao was petrified by He Daqing's words, and his brain froze for a while, allowing Jia Zhang to bite him.
I couldn't help but a terrible thought popped up in my heart, "Am I going to eat peanuts?"
"Xu Damao, if something happens to my grandson, I will ask you to pay for your life"
As for the old lover Xu Ping to see his ghost, at this moment, Jia Zhang is determined to cut off the old relationship to avenge Sun.
Qin Huairu shook the stick frantically, "Bang, wake up, don't scare mom."
The big guys watched the theater, and Mazhu's Mazhu was overwhelmed by this situation for a while!
The old man couldn't stand it anymore and walked over.
"Huairu, don't shake it, let me see if it doesn't work, and send it to the hospital immediately"
After hearing this, the little widow immediately handed over the child to Yi Zhonghai!
The uncle first checked his breathing and body temperature, and felt relieved, as long as he was still hot, otherwise he would have to eat Jia's banquet again.
"The stick just passed out, and it is foaming at the mouth. It may be some kind of sudden illness. Let's send it to the hospital first."
Hearing that his son is still alive.
Qin Huai's hanging heart finally dropped halfway, but with a glance, he suddenly found that He Daqing was frowning and muttering silently.
A preoccupied look!
Widow Qin raised her heart again, and asked cautiously.
"Uncle He, you are a well-informed cadre, if you have anything to say, just say that I will be very grateful to you."
Gratitude must be grateful, after all, there is no free lunch in the world.
No free toffee either.
He Daqing also inspected the stick carefully, stroking his belly with emphasis, and then turned to look at the little widow and said.
"Huai Ru, I grew up with Stickyong just like my child, do you think I can ignore him?"
If Qin Huai heard that He Daqing was so affectionate and righteous, what else could he say, he could only hum in gratitude.
"I remember that the stick has always been healthy, so it doesn't seem to be sick. I suspect it's food poisoning. Did he eat anything today?"
The people around him were right when they thought about it. The boy stick is usually more annoying than a dog when he is alive and kicking. He has never heard of any illness.
When Qin Huairu heard that it was food poisoning, he said anxiously, "No, he didn't even eat dinner today..."
"Could it be..."
"Xu Damao's chicken is poisonous"
Xu Damao suddenly became the center of the topic again.
Jia Zhang's biting became even more ruthless, which caused Xu Damao's counterattack.
Seeing that the limelight was robbed by He Daqing, and the little widow still had a crush on He Daqing, the uncle felt a little bad in his heart.
Immediately made a decision and said.
"Whether it is an illness or poisoning, the most urgent thing is to send it to the hospital first, so as not to delay the child's treatment"
"Zhuzi, if you are physically strong, go ride a bike to see you off"
"It's too late, if you don't rescue him now and wait until you send it to the hospital, I'm afraid the stick will be cold."
He Daqing continued to refute the uncle's proposal.
What does it mean to be cold? Everyone knows that it is time to eat.
Yan Jiecheng, who inherited the blood of the third master, had a clearer calculation in his mind.
"The stick is so small, I guess the banquet is not big, why don't you invite all his classmates over, so that it's more lively and at least two tables together?"
"When the time comes, I will sit at the children's table, and I will eat a lot."
Yi Zhonghai was slapped and criticized by He Daqing one after another, and he became angry.
What's the matter with your second child who always confronts me, the boss, is it usurping the throne and seizing power?
"Then what do you say, you are a cook and not a doctor, what if you delay the treatment after listening to you?"
Qin Huairu's face was full of embarrassment, and he didn't know who to trust for a while.
"Hey, you're really right, my ancestors are imperial cooks, everyone knows that, right?"
He Daqing enthusiastically explained the glory of the ancestors to the neighbors in the courtyard.
Yi Zhonghai's face turned black when he said these words, as if his ancestors didn't have any awesome ancestors.
Everyone's three generations up are basically big shots, and there are all kinds of officials who can make a fortune. If there is no one, go up three generations.
If you haven't, just pretend I didn't!
He Daqing continued.
"There is only one word difference between the imperial chef and the imperial doctor, but both parties serve the royal family and often deal with each other. My He family also has some medical skills handed down, so I can conclude that if the stick is sent to the hospital , I’m afraid it’ll be cold on the way.”
Qin Huairu was overwhelmed by He Daqing's calm demeanor, and she remembered that when he worked night shifts to make up classes at night, He Daqing's arrogance was beyond ordinary people, selling foreign wine and various scarce supplies.
The ones who gave her tutoring were also from foreign cultures.
People who are still cadres outside and know the big leaders must have a basis for what they say.
"Uncle He, what do you say, I believe you"
Since he chose to trust He Daqing, he naturally did not trust Yi Zhonghai.
The uncle once again got a bad nose from the little widow, and his face was very ugly.
He Daqing didn't care whether Yi Zhonghai was in a good mood or not.
"There is only one way to save the stick now"
"any solution"
"Emetic, as long as you spit out the food, it's almost half of it will be fine"
"But where can I get the medicine to induce vomiting in the middle of the night?"
Qin Huairu knew that the nearest pharmacy was two streets away.
"Then use the old method and feed the golden juice to the stick."
"What is Golden Juice"
Qin Huairu asked the aspirations of the people who eat melons, it's not easy to be so golden and juicy.
"Golden juice is actually human feces and is also the name of a traditional Chinese medicine, also known as Jinshui or manure. Ge Hong of the Eastern Jin Dynasty once recorded the method of using golden juice to save people in "Elbow Reserve Emergency Prescriptions""
As a cultural person in the courtyard, the third master came out and dropped his book bag when the big guy faced doubts. When it comes to citing scriptures, it is Yan Bugui's professional field.
The third master proudly asked, "Old He, I'm right, right?"
Qin Huairu, Silly Zhuzi, Lou Xiaoe, and Yi Zhonghai all looked at He Daqing.
He Daqing nodded in agreement, the reason why he didn't finish speaking in one breath was to force this to Brother Yan to pretend.
The purpose of He Daqing being the big brother is to force everyone to act together. Brother Yan follows He Daqing's pace with knowledge and interest, isn't this rewarding?
"what"
"Isn't that going to feed shit to the stick?"
Qin Huairu was about to cry, there was a mother who could watch her son eat shit.
She had mixed feelings in her heart.
"Hui Ru has no other choice. It's the only way to save Bang Geng's life."
He Daqing said to the little widow earnestly, "You are her mother, you can choose whether to save her or not."
The little widow is really panicking now!
"I was throwing up again after getting a stick, and my face was bloodless"
Silly Zhuzi exclaimed, and the stick on the ground once again attracted everyone's attention.
The pale and paper-like appearance really makes people feel distressed, maybe how much crime they have suffered now.
"Uncle He, I'll save you, you can do it"
Qin Huai made up his mind as follows, eating shit is better than dying!
"Pillar to fetch a bucket of gold juice"
Silly Zhuzi agreed and went to work.
"I want all the dry ones, it's not good if the sticky eaters are picky"
He Daqing expressed concern again!
Soon the silly Zhuzi brought the bucket of gold juice over, some dry and some thin.
It stinks!
With the golden juice at the center, everyone took three steps back.
Awesome, it's full of Grandpa He's love for you.
There was an uproar at the scene.
Xu Damao's slap was really hard, and he knew it was serious just by looking at the stick.
I didn't expect to eat melons and eat people's lives.
Xu Damao was petrified by He Daqing's words, and his brain froze for a while, allowing Jia Zhang to bite him.
I couldn't help but a terrible thought popped up in my heart, "Am I going to eat peanuts?"
"Xu Damao, if something happens to my grandson, I will ask you to pay for your life"
As for the old lover Xu Ping to see his ghost, at this moment, Jia Zhang is determined to cut off the old relationship to avenge Sun.
Qin Huairu shook the stick frantically, "Bang, wake up, don't scare mom."
The big guys watched the theater, and Mazhu's Mazhu was overwhelmed by this situation for a while!
The old man couldn't stand it anymore and walked over.
"Huairu, don't shake it, let me see if it doesn't work, and send it to the hospital immediately"
After hearing this, the little widow immediately handed over the child to Yi Zhonghai!
The uncle first checked his breathing and body temperature, and felt relieved, as long as he was still hot, otherwise he would have to eat Jia's banquet again.
"The stick just passed out, and it is foaming at the mouth. It may be some kind of sudden illness. Let's send it to the hospital first."
Hearing that his son is still alive.
Qin Huai's hanging heart finally dropped halfway, but with a glance, he suddenly found that He Daqing was frowning and muttering silently.
A preoccupied look!
Widow Qin raised her heart again, and asked cautiously.
"Uncle He, you are a well-informed cadre, if you have anything to say, just say that I will be very grateful to you."
Gratitude must be grateful, after all, there is no free lunch in the world.
No free toffee either.
He Daqing also inspected the stick carefully, stroking his belly with emphasis, and then turned to look at the little widow and said.
"Huai Ru, I grew up with Stickyong just like my child, do you think I can ignore him?"
If Qin Huai heard that He Daqing was so affectionate and righteous, what else could he say, he could only hum in gratitude.
"I remember that the stick has always been healthy, so it doesn't seem to be sick. I suspect it's food poisoning. Did he eat anything today?"
The people around him were right when they thought about it. The boy stick is usually more annoying than a dog when he is alive and kicking. He has never heard of any illness.
When Qin Huairu heard that it was food poisoning, he said anxiously, "No, he didn't even eat dinner today..."
"Could it be..."
"Xu Damao's chicken is poisonous"
Xu Damao suddenly became the center of the topic again.
Jia Zhang's biting became even more ruthless, which caused Xu Damao's counterattack.
Seeing that the limelight was robbed by He Daqing, and the little widow still had a crush on He Daqing, the uncle felt a little bad in his heart.
Immediately made a decision and said.
"Whether it is an illness or poisoning, the most urgent thing is to send it to the hospital first, so as not to delay the child's treatment"
"Zhuzi, if you are physically strong, go ride a bike to see you off"
"It's too late, if you don't rescue him now and wait until you send it to the hospital, I'm afraid the stick will be cold."
He Daqing continued to refute the uncle's proposal.
What does it mean to be cold? Everyone knows that it is time to eat.
Yan Jiecheng, who inherited the blood of the third master, had a clearer calculation in his mind.
"The stick is so small, I guess the banquet is not big, why don't you invite all his classmates over, so that it's more lively and at least two tables together?"
"When the time comes, I will sit at the children's table, and I will eat a lot."
Yi Zhonghai was slapped and criticized by He Daqing one after another, and he became angry.
What's the matter with your second child who always confronts me, the boss, is it usurping the throne and seizing power?
"Then what do you say, you are a cook and not a doctor, what if you delay the treatment after listening to you?"
Qin Huairu's face was full of embarrassment, and he didn't know who to trust for a while.
"Hey, you're really right, my ancestors are imperial cooks, everyone knows that, right?"
He Daqing enthusiastically explained the glory of the ancestors to the neighbors in the courtyard.
Yi Zhonghai's face turned black when he said these words, as if his ancestors didn't have any awesome ancestors.
Everyone's three generations up are basically big shots, and there are all kinds of officials who can make a fortune. If there is no one, go up three generations.
If you haven't, just pretend I didn't!
He Daqing continued.
"There is only one word difference between the imperial chef and the imperial doctor, but both parties serve the royal family and often deal with each other. My He family also has some medical skills handed down, so I can conclude that if the stick is sent to the hospital , I’m afraid it’ll be cold on the way.”
Qin Huairu was overwhelmed by He Daqing's calm demeanor, and she remembered that when he worked night shifts to make up classes at night, He Daqing's arrogance was beyond ordinary people, selling foreign wine and various scarce supplies.
The ones who gave her tutoring were also from foreign cultures.
People who are still cadres outside and know the big leaders must have a basis for what they say.
"Uncle He, what do you say, I believe you"
Since he chose to trust He Daqing, he naturally did not trust Yi Zhonghai.
The uncle once again got a bad nose from the little widow, and his face was very ugly.
He Daqing didn't care whether Yi Zhonghai was in a good mood or not.
"There is only one way to save the stick now"
"any solution"
"Emetic, as long as you spit out the food, it's almost half of it will be fine"
"But where can I get the medicine to induce vomiting in the middle of the night?"
Qin Huairu knew that the nearest pharmacy was two streets away.
"Then use the old method and feed the golden juice to the stick."
"What is Golden Juice"
Qin Huairu asked the aspirations of the people who eat melons, it's not easy to be so golden and juicy.
"Golden juice is actually human feces and is also the name of a traditional Chinese medicine, also known as Jinshui or manure. Ge Hong of the Eastern Jin Dynasty once recorded the method of using golden juice to save people in "Elbow Reserve Emergency Prescriptions""
As a cultural person in the courtyard, the third master came out and dropped his book bag when the big guy faced doubts. When it comes to citing scriptures, it is Yan Bugui's professional field.
The third master proudly asked, "Old He, I'm right, right?"
Qin Huairu, Silly Zhuzi, Lou Xiaoe, and Yi Zhonghai all looked at He Daqing.
He Daqing nodded in agreement, the reason why he didn't finish speaking in one breath was to force this to Brother Yan to pretend.
The purpose of He Daqing being the big brother is to force everyone to act together. Brother Yan follows He Daqing's pace with knowledge and interest, isn't this rewarding?
"what"
"Isn't that going to feed shit to the stick?"
Qin Huairu was about to cry, there was a mother who could watch her son eat shit.
She had mixed feelings in her heart.
"Hui Ru has no other choice. It's the only way to save Bang Geng's life."
He Daqing said to the little widow earnestly, "You are her mother, you can choose whether to save her or not."
The little widow is really panicking now!
"I was throwing up again after getting a stick, and my face was bloodless"
Silly Zhuzi exclaimed, and the stick on the ground once again attracted everyone's attention.
The pale and paper-like appearance really makes people feel distressed, maybe how much crime they have suffered now.
"Uncle He, I'll save you, you can do it"
Qin Huai made up his mind as follows, eating shit is better than dying!
"Pillar to fetch a bucket of gold juice"
Silly Zhuzi agreed and went to work.
"I want all the dry ones, it's not good if the sticky eaters are picky"
He Daqing expressed concern again!
Soon the silly Zhuzi brought the bucket of gold juice over, some dry and some thin.
It stinks!
With the golden juice at the center, everyone took three steps back.
Awesome, it's full of Grandpa He's love for you.
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