In the early morning, Xiao Douding got up early and washed up. Dong Yuan made tofu buns and learned how to make fried dough sticks from Su Yuanyuan.
Ever since Xiao Douding tasted the bean juice made by Su Yuanyuan, he has been pestering Dongyuan to make him soybean juice every day. Dongyuan is also a good-tempered person, and he doesn't mind the trouble. He gets up and prepares breakfast before dawn.
Little Douding sat obediently on the table, eating fried dough sticks, with his short legs dangling on the stool. Qingyi beside him was biting a fried dough stick in his mouth, looking at him with some disgust.
"Eat quickly, I'll take you to school after eating."
In fact, compared to Dongyuan, Qingyi's life before Qingyi can almost be described as leisurely. He didn't have to cook in the morning, he just swept the yard. He followed Su Yuanyuan to the store and just acted as a security guard, selling things and promoting things.
Su Yuanyuan did the calculations for other employees. Su Yuanyuan did the calculations very quickly on his own. The patients who were seeing him would stay away from him as soon as they saw him, as if they were afraid that he would stain their innocence.
He couldn't beat the weak women who had the strength to bind chickens, so he could only throw them out like chickens. When he got off work in the evening, he went to the street to buy some snacks and brought them to Jiang Zhiyi. The day passed like this.
It's said to be extremely boring.
Yesterday, Su Yuanyuan called him to the study seriously and said that she wanted to give him a very important task.
As soon as Qing Yi heard the word mission, his ears perked up alertly and his eyes shone.
The day is finally coming!
Sure enough, his guess was right, Su Yuanyuan is not a simple woman!
The reason why he lurked and endured for so long was to cultivate his patience! The reason why he opened a medical clinic in this small broken city was to hide his eyes from others!
Whether it is to lurk carefully or to seduce, as long as Su Yuanyuan says something, he will go through fire and water to complete the task perfectly.
But Qing Yi went in excitedly and came out quickly.
From that day on, Qingyi was not only responsible for the cleaning at home and the security of the store, but also responsible for taking the children to and from school...
Su Yuanyuan was very worried about Qingyi taking her children to school.
When he first bought his siblings, Jiang Wenzheng told her immediately that they were good at martial arts.
After these days of getting along with each other, Su Yuanyuan felt relieved about the two of them. Although Dongyuan talked little, she never made any mistakes in doing things. These days, she always woke up at midnight to cook, and when she went to the store, she also counted the goods on time, and every day
Statistics are done every day and it is almost impossible to find any faults.
Although Qingyi laughs and laughs all day long, he is never vague when it comes to serious matters. Not only can the matters assigned to him be perfectly solved, but he will even prepare for emergencies. Su Yuanyuan admires him very much for this.
Su Yuanyuan didn't wake up until Chen. She touched the side with her hand and found it was empty.
The sun shone on the floor through the window. Su Yuanyuan glanced lazily, comforting herself in her heart that it was so late that Jiang Wenzheng should have gotten up early, and his biological clock was unstoppable.
Thinking of Jiang Wenzheng's perfunctory attitude towards her last night, Su Yuanyuan's chest felt tight at the thought.
After a simple wash, she went to the shop. The woman injured by Li San yesterday was already sitting in the consultation room in the side hall, and Dong Yuan was disinfecting her wound.
Yesterday, when she was far away, Su Yuanyuan didn't really see the woman's wounds. Now that she saw them up close, she realized how terrifying they were.
There was a two-finger-long wound on his forehead, and the flesh was turning outwards. There were also bruises on his neck and back. It looked like the injury was serious.
Yichun had already heard the whole story and kept apologizing to the singer.
The woman named Ruofu bowed slightly, her eyebrows were lowered and gentle, her slender white neck showed smooth and beautiful curves, and she looked very charming when she raised her eyes to look at people.
Su Yuanyuan was slightly startled when she saw it. If this woman were to be a concubine, she would definitely overwhelm the master's wife.
The wound on her forehead has completely split open, and it is very difficult to heal properly, let alone leaving a scar.
In ancient times, a woman valued her appearance very much, not to mention that she still relied on singing to maintain her status. Once her face is ruined, what will she do in the future?
Ruofu also had a sad look on her face, but when she first saw Su Yuanyuan, the woman was wearing a white dress, with cold eyebrows, and she looked very delicate. But does such a beautiful woman have good medical skills?
She did not dare to express the suspicion in her heart, so she could only quietly observe Su Yuanyuan's movements to judge whether she was unskilled.
Su Yuanyuan thought of treatment strategies just by observing in her heart. But when Ruofu saw Su Yuanyuan holding a small plate of needlework scissors, she was so frightened that she realized that she had lost her composure. Ruofu
He quickly lowered his eyes and gently covered his mouth with his hand to hide his surprise.
"Don't worry, it won't hurt."
Su Yuanyuan comforted her softly, while sterilizing the scissors and needles with the alcohol she refined herself, then used simple tweezers to pick up the bent needles, and said to the nervous Ruofu, "Lift your head."
Ruofu could only choose to believe in Su Yuanyuan now. She closed her eyes in resignation and let Su Yuanyuan play with her face.
"Why?"
Why doesn't it hurt?
Normally when I am doing embroidery work, I feel pain when I am lightly pricked by a needle and cry. Why is it that now that the needle is suturing the wound so much, I can only feel the pulling sensation of the flesh but no pain at all.
Su Yuanyuan explained to her with a smile, "I just used Mafei powder when I disinfected your skin. In a short period of time, there will be no pain on this part of your skin."
Ruofu had never heard of such a magical thing. Her mouth was slightly open, as if she didn't understand.
Su Yuanyuan's technique was skillful, and the wounds were perfectly and beautifully sutured, trying not to leave scars in the later stages.
After the stitches were completed, Su Yuanyuan handed a small porcelain white bottle to Ruofu and opened the small lid. The golden and transparent paste was like amber, and there were golden granular items inside.
"What's this?"
"Scar removal cream, wait until the wounds have healed together and apply it when scabs are about to form. Apply it every morning and evening after cleansing. There will be no scars left."
"Thank you ma'am."
Ruofu was still worried about whether there would be scars on her face just now. When she heard that Su Yuanyuan dared to make such a guarantee, the gloom just now was gone and her smile became brighter.
But when she thought of her empty wallet, Ruofu bit her lower lip tightly and refused to take it with her hands.
Su Yuanyuan looked at her embarrassed expression and guessed it, so she blinked at Yi Chun who was helping her and told her with her lips.
Yichun understood instantly, and quickly held down Ruofu's arm with one hand, looking at her apologetically, "Miss Ruofu, I don't need you to pay now. This is my brother's fault in the first place. As my sister, I should
Let me apologize to you for him."
With that said, he took out a tael of silver from his purse and handed it to Su Yuanyuan.
After hearing what Yichun said, Ruofu wanted to shirk it, but her financial strength really didn't allow it, so she had to agree half-heartedly.
