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Where did Aunt Zhang choose? It was a big surprise to have a doctor Xianjun to go to the doctor. He hurriedly replied with a smile: "Thank you Xianjun."
Everyone has negotiated. Huang Zelin, Su Yanjun, and Qin Le followed Madam Luo to Luo's house, while Mu Xiyuan and Gu Qingqiao followed Aunt Zhang to Zhangjia Village.
Walking on the road, Gu Qingqiao laughed softly: "This Hundred Flowers Valley is really powerful, let's come here together, Moyun Mountain and the Qin family are invited, and in Moyun Mountain, only elders and famous immortals are entertained. Don't look down on us little sects and little disciples like you."
Mu Xiyuan remembered the so-called "Daoshi Baishi" fabricated by Gu Qingqiao, and said with a smile, "Do you want to go?"
"Whoever wants to go to the place that is pretending to be flattering will be panicked." Gu Qingqiao secretly tugged at his sleeve and whispered: "I just want to be with you."
Mu Xiyun didn't say a word, but her ears turned red. He took two quick steps, helped Aunt Zhang onto the slate, and the three of them left the valley together.
Zhangjia Village is north of Baihua Valley, not far from the magic circle. When the three men's slates landed, there was already a young man waiting outside the hut with a horse in his hand. He lives nearby, and when practitioners come to the array, he will take care of the mounts of the immortals.
When Mu Xiyuan's horse met its owner, it approached affectionately and rubbed his hand with his nose.
The young man saw Aunt Zhang and smiled, "Auntie, don't panic, I saw your Xinxin yesterday. She is in good spirits and can eat, but she probably just caught a cold." Said: "Senior brother Cheng was afraid that you would be in a hurry, so he specifically asked me to bring the car too, and I'll be there in a while."
Two horses and one cart traveled northward along the petunias stone wall, and in less than an hour, they arrived at Zhangjia Village.
It was busy farming at this time, and Aunt Zhang's family had only one daughter-in-law to take care of the children, and the men all went to the fields to harvest rice. Aunt Zhang went into the back room and brought out a little girl shortly after.
The child is not tall, with a limp body and flushed cheeks. Although he is asleep, he does not sleep soundly. From time to time, his little body twists and frowns, which is very pitiful.
Mu Xiyuan sat down to take the child, carefully placed it on her lap, probed the pulse of the child's neck, elbow fossa, and posterior popliteal fossa, rubbed her belly again, raised her head and asked, "These two Tian child, did you eat anything other than milk?"
The children in the countryside are raised rough, and the milk is not enough, and they are often fed some rice paste and vegetable soup. The daughter-in-law replied, "Yesterday, his father brought back two fish and made soup. I saw that the fish soup was delicious, so I fed some to the child. Oh, by the way, his father also picked some tender fish. Pound it and feed her."
Mu Xiyun smiled and said to Aunt Zhang, "My child has eaten too much fish and has accumulated food in his stomach. It's not a big problem. After two days, the stomach will be emptied and it will be comfortable."
Aunt Zhang and his daughter-in-law finally let go of their dangling hearts after hearing this. Aunt Zhang touched the child's hot forehead and asked, "Does it matter? What medicine should I take to reduce the fever?"
Mu Xiyuan smiled and said, "For such an old child, taking medicine may hurt the stomach. I will teach you a method, and the fever will be relieved in a while."
As he spoke, he carefully lifted the little girl's sleeves, revealing her chubby little arms. Raise the index and middle fingers together and gently push from the child's wrist to the elbow. After going back and forth like this for hundreds of times, the little doll slowly became quiet, her breathing became soft and long, and her little brows stretched out.
Gu Qingqiao stood aside, watching Mu Xiyuan with a smile, gently massaging the child, suddenly a little dazed. If one day, find a quiet place and build such a hut, and work in the fields during the day. When come home and see such a scene, donβt know how happy will be.
"Oh, the fever is gone, the fever is gone." Aunt Zhang touched the doll's forehead and smiled happily.
Mu Xiyun smiled, handed the child to Aunt Zhang, and carefully instructed some dietary precautions.
"Hey, this is all right? The doctor is really capable!" The neighbor's eldest brother walked in and saw Aunt Zhang thanking the two with a smile on his face.
"That... Xianjun," he said a little embarrassedly, "My old mother has had asthma for many years, and she has been taking medicine and it is not good. Can you ask Xianjun to take a look?"
Mu Xiyun smiled: "What's so difficult, I'll just go with you."
When the two arrived at the house next door, Mu Xiyuan checked the old lady's pulse, and then asked carefully about the medication she usually took, and thought about it carefully: "There's nothing wrong with the medication Lingtang usually takes, but the old man's body is weak. The medicinal materials canβt be absorbed. I will write you a recipe for conditioning, take it with your usual medicine, and it should improve after conditioning for a period of time.β
The neighbor's eldest brother nodded again and again, and sent the two out of the door with great gratitude.
Zhangjia Village is not big, and the neighbors are very familiar with each other. Everyone knows that Aunt Zhang's baby is sick. At this moment, the neighbors saw that she had brought someone, and after a while, they smiled and heard the thanks from the eldest brother next door. How could they not know what was going on?
The news of Aunt Zhang's visit to the magical doctor spread throughout the village in an instant. Before Mu Xiyun and the others walked a few steps, another villager came to seek medical treatment. After going to a few houses, more and more people came. Mu Xiyun simply moved a table and sat next to the village ancestral hall to open a free clinic.
The morning time passed in a flash, and Mu Xiyuan was still sitting at the table to see the doctor. When Gu Qingqiao saw him sending a villager away, he was busy saying to the people who were still in line: "Wait a minute, folks, let Xianjun rest for a while."
The villagers nodded hurriedly, retreated a few steps consciously, and chatted and rested under the shade of the tree.
Gu Qingqiao shoved the tea in Mu Xiyun's hand and said, "Hurry up and drink some water, you've been busy all morning, are you tired?"
"It's alright." Mu Xiyun drank the water in one gulp, "It's just these few people, we'll go back to the array after we finish reading it earlier."
"No, rest!" Gu Qingqiao waved his hand domineeringly, turned to Mu Xiyun's back, and squeezed on his shoulder.
Mu Xiyuan leaned halfway in front of him, letting him squeeze his shoulders, narrowing his eyes comfortably, like a lazy cat.
A quarter of an hour later, Gu Qingqiao was driven aside, and Mu Xiyuan began to see the doctor again.