"Beautiful aunt, do you know my mother? Do you have a good relationship with her? Why haven't I seen you before?"

Ji Changchuan looked at Jiang Qianruo with a smile, without any anger on his face.

Jiang Qianruo looked at his face and seemed to be able to imagine what Zhou Yue's husband looked like.

Well, it’s OK, not ugly!

"Boy, you have to call me Grandma Jiang. I'm a generation older than your mother. Don't call me wrong next time."

Although Ji Changchuan was happy that he called her younger, he couldn't mess with this generation.

Ji Changchuan followed his kindness and said, "Grandma Jiang, why haven't I seen you before?"

"Then I've never seen you before! This is the first time we've met! How old are you this year?"

Jiang Qianruo looked at Ji Changchuan with a smile.

"I'm going to be eleven soon!"

"You are so young! I see that you are usually away from home. How is your relationship with your family? How is your father treating your mother?"

Ji Changchuan looked at the face that was very similar to his mother's and answered innocently: "Not only do my family members have a good relationship, but we also have a good relationship with our relatives! Especially my grandma and grandpa, they couldn't be more kind to our family. Got it!"

"Xiao Chuan!"

From a distance, Ji Changying saw two people, one large and one small, looking at each other, looking like they were chatting happily, and couldn't help but shout.

Hearing this voice, Ji Changchuan turned his head in surprise: "Are you awake?"

"Well, what are you doing here?"

Ji Changying looked at him in confusion as he squatted at the door, not looking like he was boiling medicine.

"This grandma is asking me to chat!" Ji Changchuan turned his back to Jiang Qianruo and winked at Ji Changying.

"Oh, I'm not familiar with this grandma either."

As soon as Jiang Qianruo saw Ji Changying coming, he knew that he wouldn't be able to ask anything today.

"You girl, I just saved you last time and you forgot so quickly?" Jiang Qianruo looked at her funny.

"No way! I remember it all!"

Ji Changying looked at her with a smile.

Ji Changchuan looked at this and then his brows gradually furrowed together.

In the room, the voices of arguments between Dr. Lin and Mr. Huang gradually grew louder.

"When a patient has a fever, he should drink the Bai Du Liu Qi drink first, and use the Hu Xin Tuo Li San prescription afterwards. If you just use the Hu Xin Tuo Li San first, how can you get rid of the fever if the patient has internal toxins?"

"She was hit by two winged arrows! I cut open the wound and worked carefully to take it out. After the wound was sutured, I had to apply gold sore medicine to reduce inflammation and then protect the wind. If the bone is damaged, the bone should be treated first, and if the flesh is damaged, muscle will only be produced. This kind of injury It’s different from ordinary arrow wounds…”

When Mr. Huang heard someone questioning his medical skills, his nose almost became angry.

If he hadn't seen that the other person was about the same age as him and was an old doctor, he would have pointed at his nose and scolded him.

Despite this, he couldn't suppress his anger, and the two stood in front of Zhou's bed and argued about Zhou's situation.

Ji Changying heard the argument inside and walked in quickly.

Mrs. Hu and Mrs. Zhou Liu stood in front of Mrs. Zhou's bed and watched the two doctors talking like this. They said weakly: "You two..."

"Didn't you say that my mother wants to rest? What are you two elders doing?"

Dr. Lin looked calm, but looked at Mr. Huang with a frown and disapproval on his face.

Needless to say, Mr. Huang opposite him had a cold eyebrow and looked at Dr. Lin with doubtful and angry eyes.

"I have been practicing medicine for decades, and no one knows about the reputation of my Medicine King Valley! How dare you question me, you bad old man!"

"The reputation of Yaowang Valley is high. I admit that your methods are indeed powerful. I am afraid that I will not be able to retrieve an arrow when such a patient is in my hands. However, I still have some doubts about the prescription you prescribed. As a doctor, I see Doubts naturally need to be dialectical.”

"Dialectics is fine, but you..."

"very noisy!"

Zhou's weak voice on the bed reached Ji Changying's ears clearly.

She turned around in surprise: "My mother is awake!"

Mrs. Hu and Ms. Zhou Liu were ecstatic: "Wake up! People have woken up!"

Ji Changchuan and Ji Changying rushed to the bedside and held Zhou's hand: "Mom! How are you?"

Mrs. Zhou licked her lips and felt her throat was so dry that she couldn't speak. Upon seeing this, Mrs. Hu quickly brought a cup of tea over and Ji Changying carefully supported her and fed her in.

After finishing the glass of water, Zhou's expression relaxed a lot, "That's great, I thought I wouldn't wake up."

Zhou felt that she had never been so weak in her entire life.

It was as if all the strength in his body had been taken away, and it was difficult to even raise his hand to hold the hands of his daughter and son.

Mr. Huang snorted and glared at Dr. Lin fiercely: "Did you see him? He's awake!"

He seemed to be elated: "Reach out your hand! I'll take your pulse."

Ji Changchuan quickly handed over his wrist. He put his fingers on it and half-closed his eyes to carefully feel the pulse of his hand. A group of people waited with bated breath for him to speak.

"The high fever has subsided and my life is temporarily restored. However, I still need to change the dressing frequently to prevent the wound from getting worse. This body will need to be cured for at least three to six months. Don't use gravity in the meantime. The part on the shoulder is injured. Bones are no joke, if you are not careful, you will suffer from a lifelong disease."

Mrs. Zhou Liu was overjoyed: "Okay, okay! We will never let her use gravity!"

When Dr. Lin saw Mr. Huang give up his seat, he immediately sat up and took his pulse, "Huh? The pulse has really improved a lot..."

He muttered and stood up, chasing Mr. Huang, "Why do you prescribe this medicine like this? How do you treat the symptoms..."

Zhou's awakening brought joy to the faces of those who cared about her, and they felt relieved after visiting her one after another.

Since they couldn't move now, Mrs. Hu and Mrs. Zhou Liu discussed taking turns taking care of her.

Ji Changying also realized that she slept for two days and one night when she went back to sleep, which almost frightened her family.

If Mr. Huang hadn't been asked to check her pulse and tell her she was just sleepy, her family would have died of anxiety.

It was only when she saw Mrs. Zhou wake up that she was in the mood to ask Song Ruqing how her mother was injured.

Song Ruqing told the whole story in an impartial tone. After that, she took out a few arrows that Tie Lan had retrieved and showed them to Ji Changying: "These are the arrows specially made by the Beiyan royal family. I have been rushing for eight hundred miles." Have someone send the Zhezi, together with this arrow, to the capital, and let the Northern Yan royal family give us an explanation."

Ji Changying took the arrow and observed it carefully. The workmanship of this arrow was indeed different from other arrows. A cut was made on his hand with just a touch of his hand, and blood flowed out. It was very sharp.

She held the arrow in her hand, with fire in her eyes: "Where is the person who shot the arrow?"

"Dead, Po... Mr. Huang's junior sister was killed at that time."

died?

Ji Changying sneered: "It's lucky for him that he didn't get it from me."

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