The waistcoat has fallen off all the way, and behind the beautiful face is the trumpet

After Meng Qi came down the mountain, a staff tricycle was waiting there.

The tricycle was dark, and it looked like it was borrowed from the villagers.

Normally, she would not get into such a car if Meng Qi was killed, but now the situation is special.

Meng Qi quickly got into the car. The staff originally wanted to wait for Zhou Zirui to get off and join them.

Although I heard that Zhou Zirui's condition was better after using folk remedies, it would be more reassuring to go to the health center to see a local doctor.

"Why don't you leave?" Meng Qi grabbed her hand. At this time, half of her arms were covered in dense red rashes.

She was stung on her arm while picking wild nettles, but she didn't pay attention at the time. She didn't expect that a scratch would be so severe.

Seeing that the staff hadn't started yet, she urged in an impatient tone.

"Should we wait for Teacher Zhou to come together..."

Before the staff member could finish speaking, Meng Qi interrupted him: "What are you waiting for! Don't you know how uncomfortable I am right now? You won't arrange another car?"

The staff member glanced at the person in charge, who glanced at Meng Qi's miserable arm and nodded: "You go first, we will walk over when Teacher Zhou comes down the mountain."

The anger on Meng Qi's face faded a little.

The staff drove a tricycle to the health center in the town. Although it was a highway, the section from the village to the main road was not a cement road, but a relatively spacious dirt road.

The bumpy tricycle on the road seemed to be about to fall apart at any time. The tricycle was used by the villagers to pull things. There was no shed. The cold wind blew on his face. Meng Qi kept reaching out to comb his hair.

But the wind was so strong that it was impossible to keep my hair from being messy.

She also had to free her hands to grasp the guardrail on the side of the tricycle to avoid being knocked off.

The pain and itch in her arm had slowly spread up from her forearm, and she occasionally had to scratch it with her hands.

But in winter, when I wear a lot of clothes, my forearms are fine, but my upper arms are not so easy to hold on to, except for taking off my coat.

She could only sit in the car and endure it. When she couldn't bear it anymore, she twisted her arms and rubbed her upper arms against her clothes. However, this not only failed to relieve the itching, but also made it more itchy.

She was sitting on a tricycle, her face obscured by her messy hair, and she was twisting her body from time to time. It could be said that she had no image at all.

At this moment, she felt extremely regretful about why she had to fight for that breath and touch unknown plants.

Fortunately, Wenmei Village is only more than ten minutes away from the town health center.

The staff took Meng Qi in quickly.

The doctor who treated Meng Qi was the most senior doctor in the health center.

He was startled when he saw Meng Qi's hand. When he asked why, his expression became much more relaxed.

"This is a trivial matter. You don't need to take any allergy shots or take any anti-itching medicine."

After saying that, he got up and went to the cabinet behind him to take out some dried plants, but their original appearance could not be seen.

"This thing is called red sorrel. Just wait, your hands will not be itchy soon."

At this time, Meng Qi's expression suddenly changed.

Red sorrel? Isn't that the folk remedy proposed by Ye Sheng?

"Doctor, does this remedy really work?"

"Of course it works! All our villagers here can use this if they are stung by wild nettles and fennel. If you ask any villager at that time, they may all know it, and there is no need to twist your hands to look like this."

When Meng Qi heard this, his expression was quite exciting.

Netizens burst into laughter when the doctor said 'safflower sorrel'.

"Hahaha, I can't stop laughing."

"This is a typical example of wanting to save face and suffer. She didn't use Ye Sheng's home remedies and insisted on seeing a doctor at the health center, but the result was the same home remedies."

"My girlfriend came to visit and her aunt had a stomachache. I told her to drink more hot water. She was very angry and felt that I didn't care about her. So I took her to the hospital, registered her and waited for an appointment. After a lot of trouble, the doctor told her to drink more hot water. water……"

"My habit of embarrassing others is back again."

"If she had used this remedy earlier, her hands wouldn't be like this, right?"

"Why didn't the person who said Ye Sheng was a blind cat meet a dead mouse stop talking? Are the doctors talking nonsense too?"

"These people are sour, but I, Shengsheng, am excellent."

"..."

The doctor turned the dried safflower wood sorrel into powder, gave Meng Qi medicine, and told her not to touch the water until the scabs formed.

Meng Qi's eyes widened in disbelief: "Can't touch water?"

In such an environment, she couldn't touch the water, which meant she couldn't take a pleasant bath. This was more uncomfortable for her than killing her.

"Don't touch the water! This medicine will be ineffective if it touches the water. You have been caught too seriously." The doctor warned extremely seriously.

Meng Qi nodded reluctantly.

When she returned to Wenmei Village, Ye Sheng and others were already chatting and laughing in the yard, preparing ingredients for the evening.

Zhou Zirui's hand is almost healed except for some marks.

The main reason was that Zhou Zirui didn't have any nails, so the scratch wasn't as severe as Meng Qi's, and he used folk remedies earlier than Meng Qi.

When they went down the mountain, the staff originally advised Zhou Zirui to go to the health center for a re-examination. However, he soon received a call from another colleague, saying that Zhou Zirui did not need to go for a re-examination because the health center also used this folk remedy.

Everyone's expressions at that time were quite wonderful.

Seeing Meng Qi coming back, Lin Youyou stepped forward with a smile: "Qiqi, if you had waited a little longer like Zhou Zirui, it wouldn't be so serious."

Meng Qi returned to the room without saying a word.

She took off her coat and subconsciously took clean clothes to take a shower.

I don't know what the tricycle was pulling, and it smelled bad.

She immediately remembered the doctor's repeated instructions not to touch the water. She really didn't want to experience that painful and itchy feeling again, so she endured it again.

At this time, Ye Sheng and others had already started preparing dinner.

Zhou Zirui and Mu Zhou agreed to help a villager repair his house tomorrow, and the villager paid them a small bag of flour in advance.

Ye Sheng was rolling out dumpling wrappers, Zhou Zirui was chopping dumpling fillings, Huo Fei was washing other vegetables, and Mu Zhou was preparing firewood.

Lin Youyou was still doing nothing. She picked a few more plum blossoms and put them into the vase on the stone table.

The dumpling wrappers were ready, Zhou Zirui's meat filling was almost chopped, and Ye Sheng started mixing the filling again.

The dumplings are stuffed with shepherd's purse and wild garlic, which are very delicious and smell very tempting.

Finally, everyone washed their hands and made dumplings together.

The dumplings made by Ye Sheng are round and plump and look very good.

Huo Fei's dumplings were not bad either, but Zhou Zirui's dumpling mouth could not be closed, so he simply mixed the skin and fillings together and made a pancake.

Seeing this scene, Ye Sheng inexplicably thought of the dumplings Pei Chu originally made.

No one makes uglier dumplings than Pei Chuyuan.

A pot of all kinds of strange dumplings was cooked, and everyone looked at the bowls of white dumplings, feeling particularly satisfied on this winter night.

After eating, Lin Youyou did nothing, and Meng Qi couldn't touch the water with her hands, so washing the dishes became Lin Youyou's task alone.

But luckily, it’s just a few bowls and a few pairs of chopsticks, it’s very simple.

Everyone felt warm all over after eating dumplings tonight, and they felt extra warm and comfortable when sleeping.

But Meng Qi tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

All she could think about was the dark stuff on the tricycle in the afternoon and the lingering smell.

She always felt uncomfortable all over, so she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

As a result, she struggled until late at night before slowly falling asleep.

The next day, Ye Sheng got up at dawn as usual, and then practiced Tai Chi.

This time, the controversy among netizens was much smaller.

I don’t know if it’s a show of kindness or something, but they said they had prepared four breakfasts, and the four people who got up early could go to the village entrance to pick them up. The last two people didn’t have them, so they couldn’t pick them up on their behalf.

Ye Sheng quickly went back to the room to wake up Huo Fei.

When Huo Fei heard about the free breakfast, he sat up straight and pulled Ye Sheng out without washing up: "Hurry up, we'll be gone if we get there late."

When Ye Sheng walked out, they saw Mu Zhou and Zhou Zirui getting up.

The four people went to the village entrance together.

In fact, Meng Qi is not a person who sleeps in, but it is too late to toss and turn at the end, and Lin Youyou can't count on it.

When they got up, they saw that they were the only two people in the yard. When the staff learned that they did not have free breakfast, Lin Youyou glanced at Meng Qi complainingly.

Didn't she wake up early the day before? Why did you get up so late today?

Meng Qi almost rolled his eyes when he saw her look.

Seeing that the nightshades picked yesterday were not eaten yet, the two planned to make porridge and stir-fry nightshades for breakfast.

The two of them completely forgot that the doctor said yesterday that the nightshade vegetables were edible, but they needed to be carefully blanched in boiling water before they could be eaten.