Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Xiang Mingxue was a good test subject because not only was he obedient, he also read and read and knew how to express his feelings.

Man Bao can get complete feedback from him every time after giving him acupuncture, and she wrote it down.

Knowing that the pain would make it difficult to sleep, Man Bao gave him another needle before going to bed. Seeing that he was gradually falling asleep, it was time to pull out the needle.

Through the first two experiments, Man Bao already knew that the anesthetic effects of different acupuncture frequencies were also different. After the needle was pulled out, Xiang Mingxue had about two quarters of an hour before the pain would slowly recover. A person's perception of pain also decreases during sleep.

Just hope he gets a good night's sleep.

Man Bao got up and said in a low voice to Xiang Chao, "If he is in severe pain in the second half of the night, call me and I will give him another needle. Be careful not to let it touch water or dirt. "

She doesn't have the anti-inflammatory needles written in the book, but she has Pulsatilla, Coptidis, Yinchen, Bupleurum, Garlic, Honeysuckle, Andrographis paniculata, Banlangen, Scutellaria, Purslane, and Dandelion, all of which can also reduce inflammation.

Teacher Mo found several anti-inflammatory prescriptions recorded in medical history for her, and many of the medicinal materials have become extinct in them, so there is no condition for experimentation.

But she has it here.

Take it internally and externally, and be careful, she doesn't believe that Xiang Mingxue's wound will not heal.

God is very generous, the temperature dropped sharply that night, let alone bacteria, I am afraid that even people are about to freeze to death.

Of course, the bacteria are still there, just a lot less. So the next day, Man Bao still prepared the ointment to apply on him, bandaged the wound and touched his pulse.

Man Bao nodded with satisfaction, "It hurts, I'll add some painkillers to you later and give you another injection."

Xiang Mingxue breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, he was really worried, she kept making him resist.

Xiang Liuye and Xiang Chang also came to see Xiang Mingxue. They also did not enter the door, but talked to him at the window.

On a very cold day, the wind was blowing, Xiang Liuye only said a few words before closing the window, and said to Xiang Chao, "It's suddenly cold, we bought two new quilts, and the sun will come in a while. I came out and basked in the sun, and at night, I covered the second son, so the weather can't be cold."

Face down.

Man Bao also put on the new clothes that Zheng made for her, and dressed herself up carefully. She was a little clumsy and tied her hair according to the hairstyle she learned that day, then inserted beads and flowers, and waited for her to go out. When Bai Erlang saw it, he couldn't help laughing.

Bai Shan couldn't help but burst out laughing. Seeing Man Bao's angry pouting, he restrained his smile and went forward and pulled out the pearl flower, "This braid is a little crooked, I'll fix it for you."

But Bai Shan's hands were even more crippled than Man Bao's. She wasn't tied very well at first, but after he "tidyed up" again, her hair was messed up.

When Bai Erlang saw it, he laughed and twitched while holding his stomach. Bai Shan couldn't help laughing when he saw it.

Seeing this, Mr. Zhuang shook his head and smiled: "Don't make trouble, go and comb your hair, and you'll be going out in a while."

Man Bao could only go back to the house with a pouting mouth, and combed two more pulls, and then inserted two beads into it.

Mrs. Liu and Mrs. Zheng came to pick them up and go to Xuandu Temple together. Master Xiang Liu didn't quite understand why he chose to go to Taoist Temple today. They didn't have this custom, so they didn't go.

It was rare for Friday Lang to be generous, and he took a hundred wen to Manbao and asked her to donate it to the Taoist temple in the name of the old Zhou family to pray for the family.

This is the biggest sum of money that the old Zhou family has made. You must know that when they were in Qili Village, they sent a basket of eggs and a small bag of rice noodles, worth far less than a hundred yuan.

Mrs. Liu gave a large sum of money to the Taoist temple and asked them to do rituals for three consecutive days. Because there were many dead souls involved, the list she handed in not only included her son and Zhou Yin and his wife, but also she knew Yes, the one who died at the hands of the King of Yizhou twelve years ago.

The five thick and heavy silver ingots were handed over to the Taoist priest, and the eyes of the three of Man Bao couldn't help but follow the silver.

Madam Liu turned her head to see them like this, she couldn't help laughing, she reached out her hand and tapped Man Bao's nose and said happily, "I didn't feel bad for you to send out a few hundred gold before, what do you feel bad about now?"

She said, "None of you are short of money. Don't make jokes like this."

The three smiled embarrassedly.

What Man Bao thought in his mind was, 100 taels, if it were at home, it would be great to hand it over to Dao and them, and the fat and water would not flow into the fields of outsiders. Anyway, the steps for doing things are the same.

Bai Shan thought that he still owes Bai Erlang money. He still doesn't know when he will be able to go back to Qili Village to get the money back to him, or if he can find a way to make some money in the capital?

Bai Shan thought about it, and as his grandmother sat in the hall of the practice, he sat cross-legged and watched the Taoists recite the scriptures and practice.

Since they were children, they have been good with Dao and Daoxu, and naturally they have read their scriptures. It is impossible to memorize them all, but they know a few scriptures that are often used in practice.

Hearing the Taoist priests recite the scriptures they were familiar with, Bai Shan and the others slowly calmed down and simply closed their eyes and started reciting together.

For a while, there were only their low chanting sounds and the sounds of Taoist priests walking around and doing things in the hall.

Sandalwood curled up, the ritual was slowly over, Mrs. Zheng wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, stepped forward to help Mrs. Liu up, and said to the three children who got up, "Go and see where Mr. Zhuang is, but there are more Jing'er to see, if not, we will go down the mountain and go home."

Man Bao said: "It's still spring and summer, and there are flowers to enjoy at that time."

Mrs. Liu smiled, reached out and touched her head: "You can see it next year."

Mr. Zhuang and Guanzhu are sitting in the backyard room drinking tea and playing chess. Because of Mr. Jiang and Mr. Chen, he is also familiar with the Taoists in this Guan, especially the Guanzhu. He and Mr. Jiang are good friends, so Zhuang When the gentleman came to Xuanduguan, he came directly to him.

Man Bao and the others also knew it, so they came to him with familiarity, and after bowing to the master, they stood to the side honestly.

Mr. Zhuang glanced at the chess game that had just ended, and said with a smile, "It's a coincidence."

The spectator also nodded and smiled: "Qiaoji."

He raised his head and glanced at the three teenagers waiting by the side, and smiled with Mr. Zhuang: "If you are very happy, Mr. Zhuang is very lucky, and so are the three little friends."

With a bright smile on Mr. Zhuang's face, he laughed and said, "According to the Lord's auspicious words, it seems that it is the right time for us to fight today."

The spectator nodded and smiled: "Naturally."

After saying that, he got up and sent them down the mountain. This was the first time. Man Bao insisted that it was the credit of the hundred taels, but Bai Shan believed that it was because the spectator saw their promising future. Bai Erlang followed silently, doing everything. I didn't think so.

Next update around 8pm