don't disturb my bride

Du Si found an open space and waited for someone while teasing the little yellow chicken.

Because after Wu Meng praised Doug, Doug awkwardly and arrogantly blurred his body to follow Wu Meng, Du Si didn't worry much about Wu Meng's safety.

As for Wu Meng's question, Doug would pretend to come out from which corner to brush up his presence.

When Wu Meng came out from the door of the medical hall, he was holding something in his hand. Seeing his pale face, Du Si kept paying attention to the door, seeing Wu Meng's state, his heart skipped a beat.

He even forgot to take the chicken, so he hurried forward and held Wu Meng's hand, coldly, "What's wrong?"

Wu Meng shook her head, but still couldn't hold back, she broke free from Du Si's hands and ran to the corner, retching.

Du Si didn't care about it either, and directly asked Doug who was following him, "What's going on?"

Doug said helplessly, "Your family's Mengmeng was favored by the old doctor and was kept until the end. When there were four of them left, they suddenly encountered a maternal hemorrhage. The old doctor who was investigating directly asked them to follow and help."

Wu Meng retched again because of the image of blood in his mind, and didn't care about Du Si's behavior, but the people around looked at Du Si strangely, why did he talk to the floor?

Du Si helped him along his back rhythmically, not knowing what to do, "Wait here for me." Then he ran away.

It took Wu Meng a while to recover, and Du Si also came back, holding a few sour plums in his hand. He once saw a friend of his say that his daughter-in-law always feels sick when she is pregnant, and eating sour ones can relieve the pain. the same?

"Eat some of this." Du Si fed him the dried plums.

The strong sour taste slowly suppressed the uncomfortable feeling, "Where did the plums come from?" The taste is quite good.

"Given by a small boss." Actually, it was a small stall selling dried fruits. The other party sold things with his wife. The dried plums were made because his wife was pregnant. Because they were sour enough, it was nothing to sell them. People bought it, so they didn't sell it. What Du Si had was for his wife to eat.

Du Si didn't explain too much, this time is not suitable for teasing/showing.

"Is it better?"

"Well, it's much better." Wu Meng didn't feel so uncomfortable when she slowed down, but her face was still pale, and she looked a little pitiful.

Only then did Wu Meng realize that she still had something in her hand, and she happily opened her palm for Du Si to see, "I passed, the old man told me to learn from him."

In Wu Meng's hand was a piece of mahogany signboard, with the full name of the hospital engraved on the back, and a Chinese character in a big circle on the front, with five engraved on the bottom, which should be the fifth.

"Mengmeng is amazing." Du Si patted him on the top of the head like a child.

Wu Meng didn't dodge, but she was a little dissatisfied with him patting the top of the head, "Slapping the top of the head will not grow tall."

Dus: So cute!

At this time, Doug said very ignorantly, "Does your chick still want it?"

Du Si saw that some of the more robust chicks had already escaped from prison and were about to escape, so he hurried over to catch the chicks back.

Wu Meng looked at a basket full of little yellow chickens, "Here, did you buy this?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

Wu Meng had a headache, "The chick may only hatch for two or three days, and it can't survive without a hen."

Of course Du Si didn't know, he had never raised chicks, and the little flowers at home were still bought and raised.

"Why can't you live?" Isn't it just enough to feed them enough to eat and drink?

"Their fur is very thin, and if they don't keep warm enough, they will suffer from frostbite, and they will die easily when they get sick," Wu Meng explained.

When Du Si heard him say that the chicken feathers were not thick enough, he subconsciously looked towards Doug.

Doug almost blew his hair up, and stared at him with round eyes: don't hit me with ideas, don't even think about the thoughts in your mind, Ben Bao would rather die than follow.

Du Si looked regretfully at Doug's shiny black and thick fur: it's a pity that he couldn't make the most of it.

"It's okay, isn't there a little flower at home?" Du Si wasn't worried at all, "And this chick is cheap, it only costs a penny apiece, and it cost me a penny to drink a pot of tea before."

"Roosters don't bring chicks, and..." Wu Meng couldn't bear to hit him, but she still had to say, let him remember the lesson, "Such chicks usually sell for a penny a pair."

Du Si looked at the small yellow ball in the basket and thought he was lucky, "Maybe it's for sale?"

Wu Meng shook her head regretfully, and looked at Du Si with sympathy, "No, it's usually three coins for one penny."

"Ah!" Du Si threw his head on Wu Meng's back, "It's a loss, it's a loss, I might as well buy you candy."

It was the first time Wu Meng saw Du Si's childish appearance, and she patted him like Du Si did on the top of his head before, "It's okay, we can let Xiao Hua try it when we go back."

Doug: So much sympathy for my mount.

On the way back, Wu Meng explained to Du Si the content of their exam in detail. In fact, at the beginning, he really didn't know what to ask. Later, when he inspected the real herbs, he attracted the attention of the old man. Maybe it was because he was in the fields since he was a child. Because of work, I have listened to many old prescriptions from old people and recognized many common herbal medicines. In terms of identification and usefulness, it is really like memorizing them in my bones. I didn’t have the opportunity to say them before, so I can only see them. What's the use of that thing, silently muttering in my heart.

There is actually a factual basis for the saying that good prescriptions are among the people.

Wu Meng hardly ever saw a doctor when he was a child, and his mother told his family to take good care of him no matter if he was sick or not. Although he still remembered the disgusting taste of drinking those things when he was a child, it was undeniable that it was helpful.

Du Si has no idea about this kind of life, but just feels sorry for Wu Meng, if only he came over sooner.

But if you come early, you may not meet Wu Meng.

……

The little chicken finally decided to let Xiaohua play with it and sleep with it. As for how to let Xiaohua take the chicken with it, this is the job of the smart Doug.

Du Si: "Don't worry, Doug is so smart, he will definitely succeed, you go do your thing."

Wu Meng rubbed Doug's head, "Doug is really good." He has never seen such a smart cat, and the cats he usually sees are good at catching mice, but they don't have relatives, unlike their Doug , not to catch mice, but also so close to people.He has no temper at all, not like a cat at all.

Doug said: I'm really not a cat, I also have a temper.

Doug's temper was wiped out by Wu Meng rubbing his head, and he went to train Xiaohua and take the chicken in a daze.

Wu Meng boiled some hot water and warmed it up for the chicken to peck.

After waiting for Wu Meng to leave, Du Si quietly dripped a drop of nutrient solution into the water, so he shouldn't die, right?

After Wu Meng came back, he occupied the kitchen. Du Si went in and took a look and came out. There were a lot of messy herbs in the pot, which should be medicinal herbs.

Du Si silently withdrew, and went to the small field behind the house to tinker with the new seeds he got today. Because the quantity was too small, he was worried that it would be ruined, so he could only adjust the concentration of three spar waters according to the only experience he had before. , put one seed in one concentration, one for each sample.

After putting these away, Du Si began to soak the regular seeds, which can be sown tomorrow.

While it was still early, Du Si took a sickle to cut the weeds in the rice field. He would not admit that it was because Wu Meng's stew was too lethal, and the smell was too penetrating for him to bear it.

When he returned home in the evening, Du Si sniffled and found that there was no smell at all. Wu Meng didn't know where he had gone, but he saw Doug lying on the floor at the door with a look of lovelessness.

Du Si teased him with his toe, "What's the matter?" His own Quantum Beast would also care about it occasionally.

Doug looked at Du Si with eyes that seemed to see through the world, and said quietly, "Your wife is really not simple."

Du Si pinched the skin on the back of his neck and shook it, and Doug let him shake it as if he had no bones.

"What can Mengmeng do to you?" After saying that, he put him back on the ground, and Doug remained motionless.

Du Si continued to poke him, but still didn't move, he was really worried, "What's wrong with you, there is something wrong with this body?" He thought that there was something wrong with the materialization, and he was a little worried.

"There's nothing wrong with this body, it's just temporarily out of action." Doug's face was full of sadness, although his hairy face couldn't tell.

"What strike?" Du Si wondered.

"Your daughter-in-law, your cutie." Doug complained. "He coaxed me to catch mice, and when he caught them, he told me to drink something to eliminate the smell of mice."

Doug Wangtian: Leopard is suffering, he shouldn't be coveting such a good word or two.

"I've been unconscious for half an hour." He could only stare out the door like a paralyzed man in this place, fully experiencing the despair of a vegetative state.

Just when Du Si wanted to comfort him again, Wu Meng came back with a handful of grass in his hand. Seeing Du Si stroking Doug's hair, he was a little embarrassed, "I didn't know Doug would drink so much at once. Too much, this medicine is a bit strong, but it’s okay.”

He couldn't have let Doug drink if he wasn't sure.