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After the al, Dazhong, Lv Bin, and the others had to rush back to the County. They chatted by the table for a while before mounting their horses and leaving one by one. ng Yuhuai and Jing Taihe had a laugh, but as ti flew by, they too bid their farewell and returned to the southern part of the village.
Hua Erniang always forbade Hua Xiaomai from washing dishes, saying that her constant bustling in the kitchen had already made her hands incredibly rough. Washing dishes, therefore, was sothing to avoid if possible. Unable to argue against her, Hua Xiaomai could only help put away the dishes and leaned on the door fra to chat with her.
"Erjie, how about, tomorrow, I accompany you to Fuzhe County to seek Doctor Xing’s pulse diagnosis?" After chatting idly for a while, Hua Xiaomai suddenly rembered this and suggested.
Hua Erniang turned her head to glance at her and chuckled, "Didn’t you say just yesterday that your brother-in-law should be accompanying and you wouldn’t be of any help? How co you’ve suddenly changed your mind?"
"Well, isn’t that because there was a reason for it?" Hua Xiaomai grinned at her, "Now that things have been resolved, as your sister, it is my duty. Firstly, I want to hear what that old immortal has to say, and secondly, I plan to buy so wine on the way."
"Buy wine?" Hua Erniang, having put the clean dishes into the cupboard and wiped her hands on her apron, turned around, puzzled, "Why on earth buy wine? Besides, our village already has wine readily available; why bother going to the County?"
"Dazhong ntioned that during sumr nights, people who go out to eat often like to sip a little wine, but you know the wine in Fire Knife Village—it’s hardly palatable. Who would like it?" Hua Xiaomai pursed her lips, "Besides, I rember, the distillery in the village is owned by Niu Ali’s family. I am one to hold grudges; I wouldn’t patronize his business."
"Fine, since we need to buy wine, let’s just take the cart tomorrow. We can bring back a couple more jars." Seeing that it was good for business, Hua Erniang naturally had no objections and readily nodded her head in agreent.
The next morning, after Jing Taihe went to the blacksmith’s, Hua Xiaomai and Hua Erniang both made themselves presentable, pushed the cart, and headed to Fuzhe County without a word. They went straight to Baosheng dical Hall located to the east of the city.
Ever since the first ti Hua Xiaomai had "deceived" Hua Erniang into seeking dical help at Baosheng dical Hall, for the subsequent few months, Hua Erniang ca regularly with Jing Taihe for pulse diagnosis. Over ti, she beca quite familiar with that old healer. When they entered, Doctor Xing didn’t bother with pleasantries but pointed to a bamboo rattan chair for Hua Erniang to sit on and imdiately fetched a pulse pillow.
"How has the dication been recently?"
After a while, the old healer finally withdrew his hand, slightly lifting his eyelids, and asked indifferently.
Hua Erniang, who dreaded and detested dical consultations, had found it very difficult to acknowledge her "possible inability to conceive." Even after several visits to Baosheng dical Hall, sitting in its bright and clean hall still filled her with anxiety, as if being pricked by needles all over, feeling uneasy everywhere, leaving her usually bold and fierce deanor far behind.
Hearing Doctor Xing inquire, she glanced at Hua Xiaomai, then said with a trembling voice, "Well... the dicine has been taken on ti every day, without failing a single day. Besides that, I haven’t noticed anything else. Doctor Xing, my condition... what exactly...?"
She hesitated to ask, so she tugged at Hua Xiaomai’s sleeve to signal her to speak on her behalf.
Hua Xiaomai, sowhat helpless, pursed her lips and smiled at the old immortal, "Sir, my sister has also been taking that dicine for so ti now, in your opinion, has she shown any improvent?"
Doctor Xing stroked his chin, adorned with graying whiskers, and nodded thoughtfully, "Hmm, you suffered from cold exposure in your early years, and your body is colder than most. The dicine I’ve prescribed you recently is mainly warming and nourishing. Indeed, it seems to have had so effect. Just now, when I checked your pulse I noticed your liver fire is very weak—haven’t I told you before that to properly treat this condition, maintaining a calm mind is crucial? Have you thrown my advice out the window?"
Hua Erniang was at a loss for words, but Hua Xiaomai nodded vigorously on the side, "Right, you’re absolutely correct, that’s exactly it! Once her temper flares up, nobody can hold her back. If you disagree with her, she is raring to jump, and if you speak a few more words, she imdiately starts cursing. If you dare to talk back, she greets your head with a fist, which can be quite frightening!"
"What nonsense are you spouting? Are you asking for a beating?!" Hua Erniang imdiately wanted to jump up and hit her. Hua Xiaomai quickly dodged to the side and gave Doctor Xing a "you see?" look.
"All of you settle down!" Doctor Xing slamd his hand on the desk, raising his voice fiercely, "Baosheng dical Hall is not your ho’s yard, this disturbance is unacceptable!"
Startled, Hua Erniang quickly retracted her hand and with a drooping head, she earnestly apologized to Doctor Xing.
"If you don’t heed my advice, even if you take the dicine for a lifeti, I’m afraid it’s all in vain. And should you by so fluke give birth to a boy or a girl, that child will just inherit your temperant, not affording you a mont’s peace!" The old immortal took a breath, dipped his brush in ink, and hurriedly wrote another prescription, handing it over, "This prescription has been carefully revised with so additions and subtractions. Take it and follow the dosage for two months, then co back to see ."
Hua Erniang quickly accepted the prescription with both hands, paid the consultation fee, and left Baosheng dical Hall.
Seeking dical advice is generally like this: one always goes in full of hope, wishing the doctor would say that the illness is cured, and that there’s no need for further dication, only to end up carrying a big bag of dicinal herbs back ho every ti.
Although Hua Erniang had repeatedly told herself to be patient, after several months of daily swallowing that bitter dicine, no one would feel at ease or joyful. Since leaving Baosheng dical Hall, she had been grumbling nonstop in Hua Xiaomai’s ear.
At first, Hua Xiaomai was willing to listen and occasionally offered so advice, but as she grew tired of the constant nagging, she simply stopped paying attention and instead looked around, searching for the location of a wine shop. As she looked around in bewildernt, her ears suddenly picked up so noise.
About ten steps to the left was a small tavern with two large pots placed in front of the door. The stoves were burning fiercely, and two n dressed in shorts were energetically stirring the pots. A crowding gathering was cheering them on around the large pots, clapping and applauding, creating quite an atmosphere.
Hua Xiaomai found it amusing and nudged the Hua Erniang beside her, "Second Sister, what are they doing? They’re cooking on the street and the smoke is so heavy, yet why does nobody complain? Instead, they look so entertained?"
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