Qin Muxiu also pulled Zhao Jiner, "Stop looking, be careful not to be weak."

Zhao Jiner was fascinated by it. It would be great if she had such medical skills!

I saw Dr. Tang constantly stroking Qin Peng's legs with both hands, and dark red blood stasis was discharged.

After one stick of incense, the swelling subsided. He held the broken parts on both sides, used a clever wrist force, and with a click, the bones were connected, fixed with two wooden sticks, one left and one right, bandaged the blade, and finished it in one go.

"The wound is changed once every three days, the wooden stick will be removed after one month, and you will be in bed for two months. You should be careful when you get out of bed and walk after two months. Don't do heavy work within half a year."

Dr. Tang returned to the counter and prescribed the prescription while instructing him.

"You may have a fever these days, and you will be treated normally, so don't panic."

Qin Muxiu nodded, "Remember."

"I will prescribe you for ten days, totaling three or two cents. If it is not convenient to come to my place in the future, you can also take this prescription to another pharmacy to get medicine."

Good guy, Zhang Fangfang borrowed exactly three and a half taels of silver, which will be enough.

When he was about to post the account, Zhao Jiner said to Dr. Tang, "Doctor, can you dare to ask me to take my husband's pulse?"

Dr. Tang had long seen that Qin Muxiu looked pale and lacked energy.

He smiled and said, "Yes, don't tell me what's wrong with him first, let's see if I've said it right after taking my pulse."

This is the meaning of being a master of art and courage. Zhao Jiner admires Dr. Tang more and more, "That's good. Come on!"

As he said that, he dragged Qin Muxiu.

Qin Muxiu did not expect that at this critical moment, she could still remember her condition, sighed and stretched out her hand helplessly.

Dr. Tang closed his eyes and pressed them for a while, then closed his eyes and said, "My little husband should have been weak in lung qi since childhood, cold and warm discomfort, and long-term coughing damages Qi, and the external body is not solid. However, recently he has used extremely appropriate decoctions to regulate warm and nourish the body, and his body has recovered most of the time."

"Doctor, you are so awesome, you've called it!" Zhao Jiner nodded like a pecking rice, her eyes shining, "Do you think he's really good?"

"I dare not say that the whole thing is cured. If it is cured, 80% of it will be cured. I will continue to take the medicine and it will be cured in a while." Dr. Tang stroked his beard, "This disease is not easy to treat. The doctor who treated him is very good. You are lucky."

Qin Muxiu looked at Zhao Jiner thoughtfully: Well, his wife is indeed very good.

When Zhao Jiner saw that Dr. Tang had stamped and said that Qin Mu had repaired it, it must have been really good, and she was very happy.

Unexpectedly, I praised her and smiled like a brilliant hibiscus flower. "Thank you, doctor, you are such a great charity!"

Dr. Tang was confused. He just collected money to treat the disease, so why did he become a charity? This girl spoke so happily.

After leaving the clinic, the three of them carried Qin Peng back to the donkey cart, and Zhang Fangfang put his own turban on the wound.

At this time, the city gate was closed, and it was impossible to go back. In order to save money, the few people had to return to the slums for a night.

On the way, Zhao Jiner bought steamed buns, and everyone took pickles as supper.

In the middle of the night, Qin Peng woke up in pain. Zhao Jiner quickly cooked some porridge and fed him. When he had food in his stomach, he fell asleep in a daze.

That night, almost no one looked at him.

The next morning, I bought some dry food and drove out of the city in a donkey cart.

Qin Muxiu was still with Zhao Jiner to drive the car in front, while Zhang Fangfang was taking care of Qin Peng behind.

Qin Peng was indeed a little fever and was sleeping all the way. Zhang Fangfang was very careful and kept dipping his lips with a veil to prevent him from dehydrating.

"Jin'er..." Qin Muxiu suddenly spoke.

"Um?"
Chapter completed!