Also, what is blood residue charcoal?
"It’s a fracture, my brother’s ankle is broken."
Zhong Xiaoshan rembered what Qingsheng had told him and quickly explained.
"It’s for treating fractures? Then what about this blood residue charcoal?"
"Our family has blood residue charcoal, so no need to get it."
Zhong Xiaoshan said, "You definitely don’t have leeches, but we have plenty at the manor, I’ll handle that myself, we only need to get the other dicines."
"Can that work?"
"It works, it definitely works. I asked the young mistress, and she agreed after hearing out."
"Alright then." Mr. Chen, feeling helpless, picked up the pen and annotated on the prescription: leeches and blood residue charcoal to be prepared by the injured party.
After getting the two sets of dicine and paying, Zhong Xiaoshan hurried back ho.
Back at the manor, he told Qingsheng: Doctor Chen kept asking who was injured, thankfully I said it was my brother.
"Nicely done, thank you, Xiaoshan."
"No problem, Qingsheng bro, you look nothing like your brother."
"Of course not, one looks like father, the other like mother," Qingsheng said. "I look like mother."
"I see."
Zhong Xiaoshan understood.
"Qingsheng bro, let help you boil the dicine."
"No need, I can do it myself," Qingsheng said. "It’s just one foot injured, my right hand is still fine."
Walking with one foot might be awkward, but it’s not impossible.
Can’t keep ordering this kid around, especially if he becos the brother-in-law, I can’t afford to offend him.
"Qingsheng bro, let help you boil the dicine."
At so point, Zhong Xiaoying was already standing next to him.
"Well... alright then." Qingsheng smiled slightly. "Thanks for your hard work."
"It’s no trouble."
Zhong Xiaoying grabbed the dicine from her brother’s hand and ran off quickly.
Zhong Xiaoshan... Is my sister afraid of being chased by dogs or sothing?
Moreover, my sister’s face seems to have gone red.
Oh, it’s probably because she rarely sees n, seeing Qingsheng makes her blush.
Turning to look at Qingsheng: Well, this guy is just standing there, grinning silly behind her.
This... Well... That’s nice!
Sister is definitely at the age to discuss marriage, yesterday dad and mom were praising Qingsheng as a good young man... Hmm, looks like this brother could really be the one.
After Chun Nuan finished teaching Chen Xiaoyin and the others, Zhao Minghua asked if the dicine had been taken.
"Then I’ll go take a look, teach Qingsheng how to use it."
"No, you can’t."
"Why?"
"I saw that in the prescription you gave to Qingsheng, there’s musk, which can affect children."
You know, we’ve been having als with Doctor Chen, he’s taught many things.
Because Chun Nuan loves making pills, Doctor Chen specially advised that the young mistress’s pharmacy shouldn’t have musk, otherwise it would affect the fetus.
"I just wanted to take a look, but..."
Forget it, better safe than sorry, if sothing untoward really happens, there would be endless regret.
"Tell him to keep taking the dicine, and apply the external dicine."
"He probably doesn’t need us to worry about these things, right?"
Still, feeling a bit uneasy, Zhao Minghua went to check on Qingsheng.
Just as he was about to reach Qingsheng’s room, he saw a young lady carrying a bowl of dicine inside.
He decided to stand behind the pillar.
"Qingsheng bro, the dicine is ready, you can drink it now."
"Thanks for your hard work." Qingsheng felt that being sick might actually be not too bad because a girl he likes is making dicine for him.
"It’s no trouble, you sprained your foot all because of ." Zhong Xiaoying felt very guilty. "If you weren’t helping , you wouldn’t have fallen."
Of course, if he didn’t help her, she would have been the one to fall.
"Don’t say that, it was my carelessness," Qingsheng said. "And luckily it was who fell, if you fell and sprained your foot, it would have really hurt, a pain you wouldn’t be able to bear. It’s worthwhile for to have sprained it if you’re okay."
"Qingsheng bro, you’re so good to ."
...
Zhao Minghua couldn’t listen anymore.
Look at this, is this sothing people should be saying?
But wait, an unmarried man and woman saying this seems normal too.
After all, liking each other is a kind of fate, a blessing.
Looks like Qingsheng’s good news is near, better not disturb them.
He turned and went back to the main courtyard, Chun Nuan asked him about Qingsheng’s situation.
"You really don’t need to worry about him, he has soone to take care of him."
"Who?"
"Manor head’s daughter, what’s her na again, I don’t rember." Zhao Minghua said, "Looks like Qingsheng is really having a fortunate turn of events."
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