Counterattack on the giants: the villain male god is a girl

Chapter 1991 Thanksgiving for the benevolent deeds of the benefactor!
There are old photos of a family of three hanging on the wall. The couple are still young, and the child is about ten years old.

Below is a dilapidated TV cabinet with a 20-inch TV set.

There is a chair next to the bed, which should be placed by the old woman to take care of the elderly.

"Old man..." the old woman whispered to the old man on the bed.

However, the old man on the bed didn't seem to hear it, and there was no sign of waking up at all.

"Don't bother me, I just need to check his pulse!" Jian Junxi persuaded in a low voice.

Put the index finger and middle finger of the right hand on the old man's pulse. After more than 20 seconds of silence, he glanced at the old man's face and walked out silently with the old woman.

"Master Wuxin, do you think our old man can be saved? He often falls asleep like this recently..." The old woman had tears in her eyes as she spoke.

Jian Junxi clasped his hands together and said with relief: "The old man is fine, so you don't have to worry."

"Really?" the old woman asked in disbelief.

"Really, he just suffers from physical fatigue caused by long-term coughing, so he will be a little lethargic and have hot flashes due to yin deficiency. You can add Digupi, Yinbupleurum, and Turtle Shell to the medicine, [-] grams each.

If you have symptoms of coughing up blood, add eclipse grass and a little lotus root festival! "Jian Junxi picked up the backpack on the ground calmly.

"Is this really useful?" The old woman was a little confused.

Jian Junxi also felt that he shouldn't be so casual. He happened to see the paper and pen on the table, and wrote down the prescription and grams.

While handing it to the old woman, he said: "Old benefactor, please show this prescription to the Chinese medicine practitioners. If they think there is no problem, you can give it to the elderly again!"

"Okay, okay, thank you very much!" The old woman took it with a happy face.

Seeing that most of the prescriptions are the traditional Chinese medicine they are taking now, their eyes suddenly lit up like light bulbs. It is impossible for someone who does not understand traditional Chinese medicine to know this.

Jian Junxi put his backpack on his back, picked up the begging bowl on the table, put one hand on his chest, and said with a smile: "You have a compassionate heart, and you will get good from what you sow. May the old benefactor and your family be healthy and safe forever!"

"Thank you, thank you!" The old woman also put her hands together.

Seeing that she was about to leave, he remembered something and hurriedly said, "Wait for me a moment!"

After finishing speaking, he strode towards the kitchen, Jian Junxi just walked outside the door with a calm expression.

The old woman carried a transparent plastic bag from the kitchen, and saw about ten steamed buns in it, and wanted to tie the bag under her shoulder strap.

Jian Junxi hastily declined: "No, no, no...Old benefactor, one is enough, you don't need so many!"

The old woman's face froze, she curled her lips and asked, "Are you disgusted?"

"No, I don't mean that, I'm just passing by, so I can't burden you!" Jian Junxi quickly explained.

"Then take it with you. You go all the way north. After passing our village, there is a mountain in front of you. If you want to climb over it, it will take at least two days. How can you do it without food?"

The old woman didn't care and tied the bag anyway.

Jian Junxi's brows and eyes were full of helplessness, he put the begging bowl in front of him, bowed his head and said respectfully: "Thank you for your kindness!"

"You're welcome!" She took out another one hundred yuan bill from her pocket, stuffed it into Jian Junxi's hand and said, "Master Wuxin, you have worked hard all the way, and I don't have much to donate to you. I hope Don't think too little!"

(End of this chapter)