A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Although Song Qinghan didn't know why Wu Dahu changed his mind, he also noticed what Wu Dahu had noticed, thinking that since his stores all took the name "Wonderful and Weird House", even the business hours have changed. Wouldn't it be more in line with the temperament of the shop to be weird, so he agreed decisively: "Okay! I'll get another board later, write the opening time, and hang it under the signboard!"

Thinking of his colorful signboard, Wu Dahu smiled dotingly, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll help you."

After the two returned home, Wu Dahu made dinner while Song Qinghan put away the dried lemon slices.

He took a bowl, put two lemon slices in it, added two spoonfuls of white sugar, poured warm water on it, and after the sugar melted, he put it to his mouth and took a sip.

Due to the small size of the spoon, the taste of sugar could not overwhelm the sourness of the lemon, but Song Qinghan could accept this level of sourness, so he drank the entire bowl of lemonade in one go.

After trying it once, he had a general control over the amount of sugar and water. He took another bowl, put a slice of lemon, two spoonfuls of sugar, and half a bowl of warm water, stirred it evenly, and handed it to Wu Dahu's mouth.

Wu Dahu doesn't like sour taste, so after smelling the smell of lemon, he subconsciously frowned and wanted to refuse.

But Song Qinghan's attitude was very firm, and he directly handed the bowl to his mouth, and he didn't give up until he fed the whole bowl of lemonade into it.

Wu Dahu, who drank the whole bowl of lemonade as if he was tortured, pursed his lips, his brows relaxed, and he said in surprise, "This taste...is not so sour, and it's very refreshing."

Song Qinghan said complacently: "Right! Of course the taste I brewed will not be bad! When the time comes, I will bring a big pot of lemonade over there, and people who enter the store can taste a glass for free. I don't believe they still don't buy it!"

Wu Dahu savored the taste of lemonade again, nodded in agreement, and said slowly: "Yes, this method is feasible."

Yuan Wenxuan, who had just returned home, saw the two "stealing" something, and wanted to pretend he didn't see it, but the smell of the lemon was really special, so he couldn't help sniffling, subconsciously said: "It smells so good."

Song Qinghan saw that there was another person to drink, so he quickly made another glass of lemonade, handed it to Yuan Wenxuan, blinked and said, "Try it to see if it tastes good, and tell the truth."

Seeing that he had a share, Yuan Wenxuan took it happily, drank it in one gulp, even stuffed lemon slices into his mouth, spit out the skin after eating the pulp, and said with a wrinkled face: "It's delicious to drink. , but this is so unpalatable..."

Song Qinghan felt something was wrong when he saw him erect the bowl, but it was too late to stop him. Seeing the pitiful expression on his little face, he couldn't help but smiled unkindly, and explained: "That It’s not for eating, it’s for drinking.”

Hearing this, Yuan Wenxuan scratched his head in embarrassment, even the tips of his ears were burning red.

He should have thought earlier that most of the things that will be used to soak water are not drinkable, but the lemon slices are too similar to oranges, so he couldn't help stuffing them into his mouth...

Although this little episode happened, Song Qinghan knew that his lemonade was a success, so he happily sealed the lemon slices and placed them in a cool corner.

After dinner, just as the family was about to go to bed, there was a small knock on the courtyard door. If you didn't listen carefully, no one would notice.

But the child has good hearing, Yuan Wenxuan didn't intend to pay attention to the knock on the door when he noticed it, but the knock on the door did not disappear, as if someone was knocking on the courtyard door with the same force outside the door , suddenly got goosebumps all over, ran to Song Qinghan, and told him the news that someone was knocking on the door outside.

Song Qinghan walked over in surprise, and seeing that someone was knocking on the door, he asked in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

There was a knock on the door, and a familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from outside.

"It's me, Old Zhu."

He thought for a while, opened the door, and saw that Mr. Zhu was the only one outside, and stepped aside. After Mr. Zhu came in, he closed the door with his backhand and asked in surprise, "My lord Zhu visited late at night. I don't know why?"

Zhu Lao sighed, looked into Song Qinghan's eyes and said: "Doctor, I said last time that someone in the family has a strange disease, you still don't want to follow me to see it?"

Seeing that his eyes were clear, Song Qinghan knew that he was not lying, so he frowned and asked, "I don't know where this 'strange' is? Can you tell me in detail?"

After all, it is the benevolence of the doctor. Although he was forced to refuse Zhu Lao last time, he would still be happy if he could help Zhu Lao's family.

Zhu Lao didn't pause at all, and said skillfully as if eating and drinking: "The lower half of the body is paralyzed, bleeding from time to time, and the joints often feel pain."

Song Qinghan nodded thoughtfully, and continued: "How long has it been going on?"

"Six months."

After saying this, Mr. Zhu seemed to have thought of something, and added: "It is my grandson who is suffering from this disease. He is ten years old this year."

Song Qinghan let out a "hmm", and already had some guesses in his mind, in order to find out the closest answer, he continued to ask: "Didn't the lower half of your grandson's body be bumped or anything else happen before he became paralyzed? "

"No, I heard someone say that he fell down suddenly, and he couldn't get up again after he fell down."

Probably recalling the time when his grandson just fell ill, Zhu Lao's tone was a little emotional.

"What dietary preferences does your grandson usually have? For example, don't eat sour food, don't eat tomatoes, don't eat vegetables, don't eat fruits, etc.?"

"Well...you basically have everything you said. He used to love to eat meat, and he loved to eat meat even more after he got sick. In order to appease his emotions, the family followed suit on this kind of thing. him."

After getting the information he wanted, Song Qinghan said directly: "Even if it's not scurvy, it's almost the same. If you get it for half a year, it will be a bit difficult..."

Seeing that Song Qinghan knew about the disease, Zhu Lao said excitedly: "Doctor! Please save my grandson! I am willing to pay any price! Your husband! I will definitely keep him in the top three in the martial arts test! As for gold and silver For things like treasures, is 50 taels enough? If it’s not enough, it’s negotiable, everything is easy to talk about!”

Song Qinghan was almost frightened by his words, quickly made a "shh" gesture, and said softly: "If the people in Gaofu are alarmed, there is nothing I can do to help."

After finishing speaking, he saw that Mr. Zhu had calmed down, and continued: "I know a thing or two about Mr. Zhu's grandson's illness, but as far as I know, this disease is extremely difficult to cure, but I have a way to relieve it." , I wish my lord can go back and have a try, if it is useful, continue to maintain it, if you persist, you may be cured. As for the reward, I don’t need it, I’m just talking about it, things still need to be done by my lord.”

After listening to his words, Zhu Lao said in a deep voice: "Doctor, tell me! Even if my grandson can't be cured, as long as it can relieve him a little bit, even if it's going up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire, I'm willing to go!"

Song Qinghan thought for a while, took a small basket, filled it with lemon slices, handed it to Mr. Zhu, and confessed: "Replace all the water your grandson drinks with water made from these lemon slices. As for the method , just like this, put two lemon slices, add some sugar, and finally pour warm water."

"Remember, it must be in warm water, cold water is also fine, just soak it overnight. As for his food, don't spoil him in the future. Make sure he eats more vegetables and fruits, especially tomatoes."

Zhu Laoyi wrote it down one by one. Seeing that he stopped talking, he was stunned and asked, "Is that all?"

Song Qinghan nodded, and said calmly: "That's all, go back and do it for a week and let me know the situation."

Elder Zhu hesitated for a moment, held the basket tightly, cupped his fists and said, "If it's useful, doctor, you are the lifesaver of our Zhu family! We will repay this kindness in the future!"

Song Qinghan waved his hand nonchalantly, sent him out, and urged him repeatedly: "You must do what I say, not follow his temper."

After Mr. Zhu left, Yuan Wenxuan's eyes showed pity, and he whispered: "It would be great if I could go to see the patients. I just went to read the book, but I didn't find this disease..."

Song Qinghan couldn't help but laugh, touched Yuan Wenxuan's head, and said patiently: "Let's go back in a few days, first verify whether it is the kind of disease I guessed."

Yuan Wenxuan nodded obediently, thinking about asking Dr. Shi quietly tomorrow, if Dr. Shi doesn't know about this disease, it will prove once again that his master's ability is higher than that of Huichun Hall.

After the episode passed, the four of them went back to their rooms to sleep and had nothing to say all night.

The next morning, Wu Dahu got up earlier than Yuan Wenxuan. After cooking breakfast, he helped Song Qinghan prepare hot water for washing his face, and waited for him to get up. After the family finished eating together, they went out one after another.

After helping Song Qinghan open the store, Wu Dahu told him a few more words, and before he got impatient, he went to the Liangyi Hall alone.

The location of Liangyi Hall is not easy to find, but this martial arts hall is very famous, and passers-by have heard of it.

Relying on the guidance of passers-by, Wu Dahu arrived at the Liangyi Hall easily. After standing outside and looking at the signboard for a while, he went straight into the hall, ready to see what he could help.

It's still early now, and the servants in the museum are moving out the weapons that are stored in the warehouse, as if they are for the people who come to practice martial arts to use them later.

Seeing this, Wu Dahu walked over directly, took a heavy weapon from the servant's hand, asked where it was to be placed, and started to work.

Although the boy felt that he was very face-to-face, he didn't say much. After all, it would be great to have someone to help.

It's just that if he didn't say anything, some people couldn't sit still.

After Wu Dahu put the things down, a clear voice sounded: "Who are you? Why did you sneak into my Liangyi Hall?"