seven day ruler

Facing the pillow flying towards him, Zhao Yi casually stretched out his hand and grabbed it in his hand with a smile on his face. Seeing that Han Mo was leaning uncomfortably on the head of the bed, he had no choice but to step forward and put it on Han Mo's back: "Don't catch a cold! Now, lie down quickly, I was just joking with you. How does the wound feel now, is there any discomfort?"

"Yes, Mo'er, how do you feel?" Shen Qingmo asked with concern and expectation.

"How should I put it, it feels cool and comfortable, and the wound is no longer so hot and painful. Can your medicine really remove even the scar?" Han Mo lowered his head to feel the wound, and looked hopefully at the wound. Zhao Yi.

"Of course it can. I have personally experienced its curative effect. Besides, this medicine is inherited from my family. According to my grandfather, it contains a lot of precious medicinal materials. Now it can only be found in remote mountains with few people. So much. If it weren't for the sake of being Sister Mo's best friend, I wouldn't be willing to use it for you!" Zhao Yi said with a look of pain on his face.

When Han Mo heard that the scar on his thigh could be removed, he immediately sat up straight happily, waved his hands and said, "Yeah... I can finally remove that ugly scar! When my injury is healed, I will invite you and Sister Mo Have a big meal."

Seeing that her best friend's injury could be completely healed without leaving any scars, Shen Qingmo was also happy, and discussed with the two of them where to have a big meal at that time.

While the three of them were chatting enthusiastically, suddenly there was a loud sound of footsteps outside the ward door, and a pale-haired old man rushed into the ward with several doctors.

"The dean, that's him. He said he could completely cure Miss Han's injury, but he also belittled the medical technology of our hospital. He insisted on forcing Miss Han to change his medicine. I stopped him with good intentions, but he actually beat me." Doctor Bai pointed out Seeing the pinch mark on his neck, his voice choked up, and he complained to the dean with aggrieved face.

"Miss Han, how can you change the medicine with unknown origin? Even if you want to use the medicine, you can inform me first, and let me identify it for you before using it! If something happens to you, how can I tell you?" Tell me, grandpa." The old dean looked at Han Mo with a loving face, as if Han Mo was his own daughter.

Like a child who has made a mistake, Han Mo stuck out her tender tongue and said coquettishly: "Grandpa Zhao, this is the medicine brought by my good friend. I believe he will not harm me. And I used his medicine." I really feel much better, now the wound is cool and comfortable, and it doesn’t hurt at all.”

"Really? You didn't lie to me?"

"Huh...it smells so strong..." Dean Zhao wanted to reprimand Han Mo, but was suddenly attracted by the strong smell of medicinal materials.

Dean Zhao quickly stepped forward to pick up the plastic bag containing white powder on the side of the hospital bed, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it, and immediately reported more than a dozen Chinese medicinal materials: "Honeysuckle, Forsythia, Coptidis, Scutellaria, Phellodendron , bezoar...".

"Old Wang, come and smell it, and see what other medicinal materials are there. I think this Chinese medicine is very strange..." Director Zhao did not distinguish all the medicinal materials after thinking hard for a long time, but told himself based on years of pharmacological experience, The efficacy of this mysterious formula will far exceed my imagination, so I hurriedly and excitedly found the old Chinese medicine practitioner beside me.

An old man with gray hair and wearing a gray Chinese tunic came forward, took the bag from the dean, sniffed it on his nose, rubbed some powder on his hands, put it in his mouth and tasted it , frowned and thought for a moment, then shook his head helplessly and said: "The old man admits that he knows countless medicinal materials. This medicine has taught the old man, and the smell of many medicinal materials in it, the old man can't distinguish. Dare to ask this little friend, you There is a formula for this medicine."

Zhao Yi saw that the old man devoted himself to medicine and devoted himself to the inheritance of Chinese medicine in Huaxia, and he couldn't bear to be deceived.Moreover, there is a formula for this "repair plaster" in the system, but now I don't have enough holy coins to exchange it.

"The formula is available, but it is in the hands of the grandfather in the mountains. The journey is long and rough, and it will be difficult to get it for a while." Zhao Yi explained to the old man respectfully.

"It's good if you have it, it's good if you have it... If you get the formula, you must show the old man." When the old man heard that the formula was still alive, he immediately grabbed Zhao Yi's hand and begged excitedly.

Zhao Yi felt a kind of national mission and a responsibility to save lives from the old man's rough hands that exuded a faint smell of medicinal materials.This is a lovely person!

"After a while, I will go back to my hometown. When I get back the formula, I will definitely let you have a look at it first."

Seeing that the formula had to wait for a while, Director Zhao secretly tied the plastic bag in his hand and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Grandpa Zhao, that's my medicine for curing diseases. There's only so much left. How can you take it away? Hmph... You have to study it when Yizi brings the formula. It's not too late to study it. Return it to me quickly." !"

"Hmph...or I'll tell my grandpa to go now..." Han Mo had been guarding against Dean Zhao's move for a long time, picked up the mobile phone next to the bed and immediately threatened.

Dean Zhao blushed, and argued, "I'm not going to hide it. I'm afraid you'll lose the medicine, so I'll keep it safe for you. Here it is! Children nowadays just don't know good people."

Doctor Bai was dumbfounded. He thought that the boy who beat him would be kicked out of the hospital by the dean, but both the dean and Mr. Wang asked him, and the medicine seemed to be real. If the boy told the dean that he A few bad words, didn't I... Thinking of this, Dr. Bai broke out in a cold sweat.

Shen Qingmo discussed with Han Mo, and they felt that it would be better to recuperate in the company dormitory, and it would be convenient to take care of them.Moreover, Han Mo didn't like the smell of the hospital's disinfectant, so he applied to the director to be released from the hospital and recuperate at home.

Knowing Han Mo's stubborn temper, Dean Zhao checked her wound, and found that the wound had started to solidify and scab in just ten minutes, and he cried out for a miracle.Finally, she nodded and agreed to Han Mo's request to leave the hospital.

Seeing this, Dr. Bai hurriedly pushed a brand new wheelchair, helped carry things, and helped with discharge procedures, and finally sent the three of them to the car with a flattering face, and he was relieved when the car drove away.Zhao Yi didn't mention his own affairs to the dean, which meant that he didn't care about it, and his position was considered to be saved, and he should treat Brother Yi well in the future, Doctor Bai thought to himself.

When the three of them returned to the company, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening. Zhao Yi followed Shen Qingmo to settle Han Mo, and then returned to his apartment.Just after taking a shower, he was about to teleport into the "Holy Land" for training, when there was a knock on the door.

Zhao Yi opened the door and saw that Shen Qingmo was standing outside the door, so he asked her to sit in the living room, warmed her a cup of milk, handed it to her and said, "Drinking milk at night is good for the skin. It can also help you sleep. It's so late, what can Sister Mo do for me?"

How long has it been since I have been so cared about by others, I almost forgot this feeling, it turns out that it feels so good to be cared about by others.Shen Qingmo held the milk that Zhao Yi handed over with both hands, feeling the heat coming from the glass, his thoughts went beyond the sky.