Doctor, is there any medicine?

After Xiao Xiao stopped Master Liu, the others also fell silent.Liu Tiezhu doesn't necessarily come back once a year, if it hurts the neighborliness of Aunt Liu because of him, it won't be worth it.

Aunt Liu ran over from the entrance of the alley, seeing everyone's posture, she had already guessed the situation, and hurriedly said, "Tie Zhu, what are you talking about?"

"How dare I say anything, you give me the money quickly, I am eager to use it." Liu Tiezhu answered the phone, ignored everyone, and left cursing. After walking a long way, he turned around and shouted at Xiao Xiao: : "I still don't believe it, I will not be as good as you, a deaf person? What can I do in the village all day long, if I don't starve to death, I still rely on others to help me, how noble I am!"

"Oh, my ancestor, don't talk nonsense!" Aunt Liu heard this, and hurriedly looked at Xiao Xiao. "Doctor Xiao, he is stupid, don't be as knowledgeable as him."

It was a long distance, but Xiao Xiao also got a general idea of ​​what he said, which was ugly enough.

"Auntie, it's okay. People in the same village can't care about it." Xiao Xiao really didn't care. He didn't go to school because of the jokes of the children in the class when he couldn't hear it, and he has been studying Chinese medicine with his father since then. Pharmacology, thinking about it now, I have no regrets. If he really wants to go to school, he may not have such a great enthusiasm for Chinese medicine, and every time he cures a patient, the sense of accomplishment in his heart is enough to support him to continue on this road.

Others also came forward to comfort Aunt Liu, but the more this happened, the more Aunt Liu felt that she had caused trouble to everyone, and she shed tears in pain, and was persuaded by several neighborhood women to go home.

Xiao Xiao sighed, and went home after talking to a few people.

He hasn't come back for a few days, but the house is still the same, there are two notes stuck by the door, asking him to find time to visit the house.

Xiao Xiao folded the note and put it in his pocket before entering the house.

He said this time that he was worried that some people would not be able to find him for medical treatment. In fact, there was another reason that he could not tell Feng Yang.After staying at Feng Yang's house for a few days, Xiao Xiao found that he couldn't find anything he could do other than cooking at home, going out for a run with Feng Yang, and then the two of them took time to go to the supermarket. There was no one to talk to.Because he was worried that Feng Yang would come back halfway, he didn't dare to enter the space at will.In Feng Yang's perception, he didn't bring anything except clothes, so even if he wanted to grind a medicine powder, he couldn't do it.He doesn't know anyone else in city B, and no one else knows him, so naturally no one will come to see him.The more time he spent at home, the more Xiao Xiao couldn't sit still, and the more uneasy he felt in his heart.

It's good to be with Feng Yang, but it's still different from what he imagined.Feng Yang had already told the company's front desk and secretary that Xiao Xiao could go to him at any time, but Xiao Xiao didn't want to go again after only going once. He didn't know those people in the company, he didn't understand the work they did, and he was alone It's always strange for a big man to follow Feng Yang.

Xiao Xiao never thought that there was anything wrong with being a small Chinese medicine doctor, and he still holds this view.He just needs a space to play.

For the first time, Xiao Xiao began to think about career.

Since his grandfather's time, the Xiao family has maintained the rule that you can give the medical money as you like. It is okay for them not to give it. In the eyes of others, this family seems to have no big ambitions. It is enough to eat enough and wear warm clothes. , life can be lived no matter what.But now he wants to be with Feng Yang, if Feng Yang doesn't have a job, it's okay to ask him to support him, but now that Feng Yang's career is in place, it's impossible to let him go and live this kind of life with him.

Xiao Xiao made the bed and lay down on it. After thinking for a long time, he let out a long breath.

When I didn't know Feng Yang before, I had to muddle along with everything, even about space, and I never thought about investigating something that I didn't understand.But it's different now, there are so many things to think about...

The phone vibrated in his pocket, Xiao Xiao knew it must be Feng Yang's without looking at it.These days, Feng Yang's text messages pop up at every turn, basically asking him if he ate, where did he go shopping, if he was bored, and more...

——[Eating in the staff canteen is far from what you do. ]

...and that's it.Feng Yang seems to have a special liking for his cooking. When he can go back to eat, he will never eat out. When he really can't go back, there will be text messages like this.

Xiao Xiao didn't reply to the text message, but called directly.The fact that Feng Yang ate in the staff canteen proved to be a rest time and he didn't talk about work with others.

"If it doesn't taste good, eat more, otherwise it would be embarrassing to have a stomach growl at work,... Pfft." Xiao Xiao couldn't help laughing, there was no way, Feng Yang's stomach growling scene that day left a deep impression on him.

Listening to the laughter coming from the phone, Feng Yang ate a few mouthfuls of food quickly, only now did he realize that Xiao Xiao's voice was also useful for serving food.After letting him laugh enough, Feng Yang hung up the phone and sent him a text message.It seems that we have to find a way to get Xiao Xiao to buy a computer. With the video, Xiao Xiao can watch the mouth shape.Xiao Xiao doesn't like to spend his money, and Feng Yang never insists, as long as Xiao Xiao thinks it's good, as for the computer...

Xiao Xiao chatted with Feng Yang through text messages for a while, thinking about new problems while texting.

In fact, after thinking about it a few times, he found that every time the sense of power appeared was related to his contact with Feng Yang, and the space was also enlarged after he contacted Feng Yang.Now that I think about it, the difference lies only in the degree of this "contact".And only when it rises to this level for the first time, will there be that sense of power, and the space will suddenly become larger.

Thinking about it this way, he always felt that the space should belong to Feng Yang, while he was more like a bridge between Feng Yang and the space, should he just tell Feng Yang?Feng Yang is so smart, he must be able to think more clearly than him.

Xiao Xiao lay down for a while, and went into the space to prepare a basket of fruit, ready to pull weeds in front of his parents' graves.Because it won’t spoil if you pick it off, Xiao Xiao put the ripe fruit in an empty room of the space wooden house. They are all medicinal materials.Xiao Xiao doesn't pick the fruit very much, he only picks it once when he thinks about it, but the medicinal materials are different, as long as they are of a suitable size for medicine, he will collect them and dry them in the space.

Some of these medicinal materials were bought by him, and some were picked on the back mountain.The back mountain has a lot of medicinal plants, and his grandfather and father sometimes plant some small seedlings on it, so Xiao Xiao followed suit, and every time he pulled out an adult plant, he would bury a small substitute.But later he found that most of the seedlings he buried in the back mountain were dead, so he stopped planting them, and only moved them to the back mountain when they grew up in the space.The adult plants transplanted from the middle did not die. Xiao Xiao originally thought that the adaptability would be stronger when he grew older, but now it seems that the space soil attached to the roots of the plants played a role.

Just digging and burying like this, I actually saved so much!

Xiao Xiao went to the pile of medicinal materials and smelled it, but there was no sign of *.This space is really a good thing!

It's a pity that the patients who passed through his hands couldn't consume so many medicinal materials.

A light flashed in Xiao Xiao's mind, and his eyes lit up immediately.

It's useless to pile them up here, can they be sold?Although the market for herbal medicines in Hezhen is limited, there must be places where these medicinal materials are needed.The medicinal materials grown in the space look like wild ones, unlike those grown in greenhouses outside which will lose their efficacy.Although whether it can be sold is still one thing, but no matter what, it is always possible to try.

In Xiao Xiao's view, selling medicinal materials is simply too feasible. On the one hand, it will not prevent him from curing diseases and saving lives, and on the other hand, it will allow more people to use traditional Chinese medicine with good medicinal effects.

Xiao Xiao did what he said, and started sorting and counting the fruits after putting them away.After counting, Xiao Xiao discovered that there are hundreds of kinds of medicinal materials here, including some rare species such as Cordyceps sinensis.

He took out a little of each medicinal material and kept it as a spare, and Xiao Xiao packed the rest in baskets, planning to inquire about the market conditions there while he was going to City B.Xiao Xiao was very excited about the plan in his heart. He picked up his mobile phone and sent a text message to Feng Yang. The matter of space can be left aside, but there is no need to hide the matter of medicinal materials from Feng Yang. It is completely normal for a batch of medicinal materials to change hands.

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Lin Mumu sent Xiao Xiao off, and went back to the second floor to stay.

It's time for him to get out of here.

Originally, he had nothing when he came to Hezhen. If Xiao Xiao hadn't rescued him, he would have died by now.Later, it was a coincidence that I met the old man in this house. The old man’s children are all out of town. He lived alone and was boring. .After the old man passed away, it was the end he gave.Perhaps it was because of this that the old man's children didn't ask him to move away, and then it became like this.But this place belongs to others after all, so it's not good to stay any longer.

He had been saving money to change places, but now he happened to be ahead of schedule.

I have been hiding from Mu Sen for so many years, and I will continue to hide.

Lin Shumu was lying on the table, the sun had already reached the other side, and now from his perspective, it was all the shadows of the houses on the street, and there was no glare of the sun.Or just live in city B. There should be some reason for Da Yin to live in the city.

How far were they that day?five meters?Ten meters?Was it closer when Musen was standing behind him?

Since he came back from City B last time, he has thought of Mu Sen more often. Everything in the past seems to have been awakened, and even some very small details can be clearly thought about.He had never dreamed of Mu Sen in so many years, no matter how much he wanted to.Maybe it's because he did something wrong.

He never forgot Mu Sen's smile and Mu Sen's tone of voice.After so many years, Mu Sen's voice has somewhat changed. Compared with the clear and clear one when he was a teenager, it is a bit more calm and the voice line is much lower.But he still heard it right away.Without turning your head to look, just two words are enough to confirm that it is Mu Sen's voice.

Lin Lin... No one has called him that for so many years.Lin Lin, who was originally protected by Mu Sen, is now someone Xiao Xiao can call Brother Xiao Lin.

As long as you close your eyes, you are Musen.Big and small things, mixed together.When Musen is writing homework, the distance left at the end of each line. Musen only uses refills with scales. Musen’s refills are always stopped when there are three millimeters left. Musen has done it with waste refills. Those models that Mu Sen drew for him on the leather of the notebook, Mu Sen would help him warm the bed in winter when it was cold, and Mu Sen would punish him for the leave slips that Mu Sen made for him. the station...

Mu Sen is so kind to him...why did it become like this.

Lin Mumu, why did you mess things up.