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Although Doctor Huang sincerely advised Chen Xi to let his friend infuse in the clinic, Jiang Mingcheng insisted on leaving. In desperation, Doctor Huang had no choice but to prescribe medicine to this disobedient patient.

Dr. Huang Xiao sat on a square stool behind the table, holding a ballpoint pen to write out a prescription form, and asked: "Name?" The first place to fill in the prescription form is the patient's name, followed by gender, age, address and date , he is doing things according to the procedure, so he is very serious.

Jiang Mingcheng subconsciously looked at Chen Xi who was standing beside him. Doctor Huang didn't hear the answer, so he followed Jiang Mingcheng's gaze.

Chen Xi was baffled by the two of them, he didn't even know the name of this person, how could he answer for him? "Tell the doctor quickly." Chen Xi urged.

"Jiang Mingcheng." Although Jiang Mingcheng was answering the doctor's question, he was facing the dawn.Of course, Chen Xi only knew that she was speaking to herself, so she nodded hastily.

After filling out the basic information and prescribing a prescription, Dr. Huang Xiao asked Jiang Mingcheng to sign his name in the lower right corner.

Jiang Mingcheng took the ballpoint pen and wrote three words like flowing water. He experienced many firsts in the past two days, the first time he slept on a wooden bed, the first time he scrambled eggs to make fillings, the first time he went to a rural clinic to see a doctor, and For the first time, I signed my name on paper other than contract documents.These things are too far from his previous life, he can't imagine it, but it doesn't mean he hates this kind of life, maybe he doesn't adapt, but it's more about the freshness and excitement of being able to participate in Chenxi's life satisfaction.

Taking the medicine list to go inside to prescribe the medicine, the young female pharmacist peeked at Jiang Mingcheng several times. Although Chen Xi is also very good-looking, his friend is obviously more of a mature man. No woman does not like such a man. .

It's just that the little girl was reserved, and she was too embarrassed to open her mouth to ask, but an old woman in the room who was waiting to get the medicine helped her.

The aunt in a flowered gown is a vigorous old man, her fat face is flushed, her piercing eyes look at Chen Xi, and she asks with a smile: "Chen Xi, is this young man your relative? That day he drove a car It must be him, he looks strangely handsome, and he is not married yet, right?"

The old lady spoke their local dialect, which Jiang Mingcheng didn't quite understand, but from the hand the old lady pointed at him, it was not difficult to guess that she was asking Chenxi about his situation.

"Hehe, Aunt Qu, this is my friend, not a relative. No one in the city has ever seen a farmer, so he just stayed at my house for a few days." The specific reason why Jiang Mingcheng lived in his house is too complicated to explain, and Chen Xi laughed and talked about it casually. He lied. As for whether he is married or not, how does he know?

"That's great. The autumn harvest will be coming soon. My family has planted two acres of sesame seeds. When the time comes, I will teach you how to harvest sesame seeds and ask my niece to fry the sesame leaves for you. It will be delicious and crispy." Aunt Qu Warmly welcome Jiang Mingcheng. This guy is handsome and drives a car. He is definitely not a child from a poor family. In her opinion, this guy is a good match for her niece.

Everyone present could hear the deep meaning in Aunt Qu's words, except for Jiang Mingcheng who was invited, this aunt spoke so fast, he had difficulty listening, and vaguely heard "crispy".

Chen Xi consciously acted as the translator for the two, and looked at Jiang Mingcheng jokingly, "Aunt Qu asked you to go to her house after a while, and asked her niece to make delicious fried sesame leaves for you, will you go?"

Jiang Mingcheng's face turned half dark.Chen Xi felt guilty when he saw him, and said to Aunt Qu: "Auntie, let's talk about it when the time comes. If he is still in our village, I will take him there." Go, he has already seen that this man is a scourge.

At this time, the female doctor who finished dispensing the medicine found an opportunity to interject: "Ma'am, your medicine is ready, take it three times a day, one hour before meals." Although she knew some information because of this aunt, she didn't want to The aunt introduced the object to him.

"Hey, I know," Aunt Qu was holding her medicine, and someone outside came in to get the medicine. The small space couldn't fit too many people. Aunt Qu had no excuse to stay, and when she left, she said to Jiang Mingcheng: "You must go to my house then."

The two left the clinic. Jiang Mingcheng's face was pale and he finally looked like a patient. Chen Xi couldn't help laughing seeing him like this.The man was probably intimidated by the enthusiasm of the villagers.

"What's crispy?" Jiang Mingcheng suddenly asked after the two walked for a while.

"Ah?" Jiang Mingcheng asked endlessly, and Chen Xi didn't react for a while.

Jiang Mingcheng was amused to see him staring blankly, and couldn't help but pat him on the forehead. Chen Xi was handsome and fair, and looked half-sized. It really didn't look like he had a child of a few years old. That lady said it."

"Don't touch, haven't you heard of a man's head and a woman's waist?" Chen Xi clapped her big hands on her forehead and replied angrily, "Deep-fried sesame leaves are a kind of food."

"Delicious?" Jiang Mingcheng continued to ask. Aren't sesame leaves just the leaves of sesame seeds? Can those leaves be delicious after being fried?

"Very fragrant, crispy and delicious." Seeing Jiang Mingcheng's suspicious eyes, Chen Xi snorted disdainfully, "I know you haven't eaten it before, and the fried sesame leaves are not what you think, and the fried sesame leaves are not what you think. Together, cut the noodle slices into diamond-shaped pieces, deep-fry in a pan, and add eggs and noodles to make a sweet egg fruit." Deep-fried sesame oil, doesn't it taste crispy?

Jiang Mingcheng heard how delicious he described it, so he simply suggested, "Let's fry it when we get home?"

"What sesame leaves to eat? I just ate deep-fried spring rolls this morning, and you still eat deep-fried ones. Don't you get tired of it?" Chen Xi vetoed without even thinking about it. High fever, go back and eat something light, let's have noodles for lunch."

"Well," Jiang Mingcheng nodded. He didn't really have to eat it, but he wanted to eat the fried sesame leaves made by Chenxi. It wasn't made by his niece, but Chenxi was worried about his illness, so it was a windfall. .

Jiang Mingcheng only answered one word, and Chen Xi thought he was not happy, so he couldn't help comforting him, "If you really want to eat, I'll make it for you when my arm is healed. I can't knead the dough with one hand." I wipe it, I dry it Why do you want to comfort him?Chen Xi rolled her eyes violently in her heart.

When he got home, Jiang Mingcheng expressed his desire to help Chenxi cook the medicine after taking the medicine, but Chenxi refused and was sent to sleep.Jiang Mingcheng had no choice but to lie back on the bed. The medicine prescribed by Dr. Huang probably contained a slight sedative ingredient. Jiang Mingcheng put his head against the pillow and fell into a deep sleep not long after.

Chen Xi opened his sleeves, wondering if it was because he accidentally touched it while cooking in the morning, he found that his wrist was swollen even higher, it looked like a pig's trotter, and it was still red hot.Trying to straighten his arm, his hairs stood on end in pain, as if his tendons were broken.Chen Xi didn't dare to underestimate the injury, so she decided to boil medicine quickly.Once again, he scolded Jiang Mingcheng for being too aggressive.

Chen Xi rummaged through the kitchen to find a casserole that hadn't been used for a long time, rinsed it in the sink, then shook off the medicine bag given by Dr. Yue, filled half a pot of water, added herbs, and boiled it over high heat.

"Chen Xi?" Someone called him, and Chen Xi came out of the kitchen to check.

"Auntie, are you going to eat amaranth?" Chen Xi saw Auntie Zhang was holding a handful of wild amaranth, and asked with a smile, moved a bench and helped Auntie Zhang to sit down.

Aunt Zhang put the amaranth in a small basket beside her, and complained: "I picked amaranth and planned to make steamed vegetables. Your uncle is a stubborn old man, so he insisted on being stubborn with me. He just wanted to eat the purslane that is so bad. I know what’s delicious about that sour thing.”

Chen Xi listened patiently to Aunt Zhang's complaints, smiled and comforted her, "Ma'am, why don't you give me the amaranth. I'm making noodles at noon and I just boiled them in the house, so I'll dig the purslane for you."

"That's okay," Aunt Zhang smiled, the wrinkles on her face squeezed together, "Why do I smell Chinese medicine? Did you cook it?"

"Ma'am, my hand is hurt a little, I need to apply traditional Chinese medicine to it." Chen Xi stretched out her left hand, and raised the cuff slightly for Madam to see.

The old lady was kind-hearted, she couldn't see other people's pain, and repeated in her heartache: "This...how is it swollen like this? Does it hurt? Does it hurt?"

"Don't worry, ma'am, I'll be fine soon. Let's go pick purslane. I remember there are plenty of them in the vegetable garden." Chen Xi said as she was about to get up.

"Your hands are like this, what else do you pick? You go to my house for dinner, and I will make you whatever you want." Aunt Zhang said.

"Ma'am, I'll go as long as Yang Yang and I talk, but I still have a friend at home," Chen Xi shook his head. He didn't eat at Aunt Zhang's house once or twice. There was nothing to postpone, but Jiang Mingcheng was there. He was embarrassed to trouble the aunt.

Aunt Zhang scolded: "Isn't it just to cook two more bowls of rice, why don't you be polite to Auntie, just let your friends come, look at your swollen hands."

Sending the aunt out, Aunt Zhang grabbed his hand, pointed to the big black leather car outside the door and asked, "Is this driven by your friend?" He found a small car parked next to his door.

Aunt Zhang looked at the car and shook her head. They didn’t have such four-wheeled iron blocks in those days. They all rode bicycles or walked. "Go back and watch the fire. Don't boil the medicine dry. Remember to come to eat at noon."

Chen Xi agreed, and went into the courtyard after watching Aunt Zhang go back.And Douzi, the big golden retriever who slipped out to play in the morning, also came home wagging his tail.

"Where did you go? Get a thorn ball all over your body." Chen Xi patted the big dog's head, and he found that Dou Zi's thick hair was knotted by the small round thorn ball, so he let Dou Zi lie on the ground to help it get rid of it.

But the beans are moulting now, and there are too many small balls. When the balls are pulled out, some of the hairs of the beans will be pulled off, causing the beans to scream in pain.

"Stupid dog, let's see if you still go out to play wild in the future." Chen Xi scolded Dou Zi, and nodded his nose, causing the big dog to sneeze.

With a big black nose and almond eyes innocently looking at Chen Xi, Douzi licked his master's hand flatteringly, and opened his belly to let his master scratch it.

"Who wants to scratch your itch!" Chen Xi went into the room and took out the scissors, walking towards Dou Zi with malicious intentions.

Doudou shrank into the corner with his tail between his legs, was grabbed by Chen Xi, and pressed to the ground...

The author has something to say: Boss Jiang is an invisible foodie!

Popular science: The scientific name of the small round thorn ball written in the author's article is Xanthium, alias Cangkezi, and it is called Cangcitou in my family.