"Oh, you child you go back and ask your parents if they are willing. If they agree, I will teach you." Zhao Ruiyong was moved with compassion.
"Okay, thank you, Uncle Ruiyong, I'll go back and ask my parents." Zhao Miaomiao told Zhao's father and Zhao's mother about it after returning.
She just showed a little bit that she didn't know what to do, and wanted to learn medicine to divert her emotions and prevent herself from being sad and sinking.
The two old people agreed.
So Zhao Miaomiao began to study medicine with Zhao Ruiyong. Zhao Ruiyong seldom talked, and often stayed alone in the room grinding medicine and making prescriptions to pass the day.
Since she left, the two of them will not disturb each other, one inside the house and the other outside the house.
Zhao Ruiyong first threw her a bunch of books for her to take home and read, and then went to him after reading, and then had some questions and explanations.
Fortunately, Zhao Miaomiao had nothing to do in the deep palace in her previous life and read a lot of medical books. Although it is still difficult to read now, but there is finally one more person who teaches by my side.
If anyone in the village was sick, he would go to Uncle Ruiyong, and gradually he would take Zhao Miaomiao out and let her help him.
Often when a patient is crying in pain, Uncle Rui Yong asks her calmly, "Tell me what's wrong with him?"
"I saw that he hugged his head and screamed for pain, maybe it was because of the evil wind entering his body, and he had a headache attack."
"Then how to relieve the headache?"
"There is an acupoint on the Sanjiao meridian called Waiguan acupoint. Stimulating this acupoint with silver needles can mobilize the normal yang energy on the Sanjiao meridian, so that the clear yang can grow directly to the head. It will dissipate, and the headache will be gone." Zhao Miaomiao said slowly after taking a few breaths of thought.
"Well, yes, bring the needle."
Zhao Miaomiao quickly spread out the cloth wrapped with silver needles, Zhao Ruiyong took one from it, and stabbed it on the Waiguan acupoint.
Another medicine was prescribed to the patient's family members, telling them to decoct it three times a day.
Everyone in the village knows that Zhao Shuimei is now studying medicine with Zhao Ruiyong, and privately said that Shuimei must have been greatly stimulated, and she feels that she has no hope in her life, and learning a craft can support herself.
There is no lack of pity in the words. After all, Zhao Shuimei is good-looking, kind and easy-going, and she was once the daughter-in-law candidate that everyone in the village was vying for.
Since Lu Xiuwen saw the marks on her body that night, he was depressed and fell ill every day.
When Zhao Ruiyong brought Zhao Miaomiao over, the others were all confused, and they didn't know what they were muttering.
Zhao Ruiyong knew that he had a fever when he saw his flushed face, so he quickly prescribed a dose of heat-clearing medicine for Shutong to decoct it.
"Sister Shui" Lu Xiuwen opened his eyes, which were dazed.
"Ahem, Uncle, go and see if the medicine is ready?" Zhao Ruiyong walked out of the room in three steps at a time, and did not forget to cover the door.
"Thirsty" Lu Xiuwen looked at her with a confused expression, and subconsciously licked his dry, chapped lips.
Zhao Miaomiao went to the teapot and poured a cup of water for him to drink, "Do you want more?"
"Yes." Lu Xiuwen said softly, his voice hoarse and weak.
She went to pour another cup for him to drink, and saw that he shook his head no longer, so she took off the wet handkerchief on his head, soaked cold water in the clean water again, and applied it to his forehead.
Lu Xiuwen was so dizzy that he thought he was in a dream. So he boldly grabbed the woman's hand and muttered to himself, "Sister Shui, I was wrong I thought about it for a long time, I don't care I really don't care" (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com