Mr. Big Air's First Lady

Chapter 4

The head of the official escort responsible for escorting the exiles this time was called Liang Er, and it was he who agreed to the request of the officials in the station.

After lunch, he went to take a nap, and before leaving, he specially told Song Gu to wait here, and then went to take a nap after helping him untie the iron chain.

In fact, all his official errands have gone to sleep, and a few who didn't take a nap also got together and went to the room to play dice.

Seeing three people coming, Song Gu was a little puzzled: "Didn't you say it's just a little girl, why is there an extra adult?"

Wen Maoyi stepped forward: "Master, please take a step to speak."

Generally, exiles who speak like this mean that they need to give money, and Song Gu is very cooperative and leads him to the side.

Wen Maoyi whispered his thoughts, and finally added: "The child is too young, don't worry about her going out with a stranger."

He didn't mention that he would go with him, even if Song Gu was willing to take this trip, he wouldn't rest assured that he would go with him, so he wisely didn't bring it up to annoy others.

For the sake of money, Song Gu agreed: "Don't worry, I will definitely bring your daughter back."

After untying the chain, Wan Ning suddenly felt lighter.

It's still not good to go out like this, I still have a sour smell on my body, and I have to change my clothes.

When Wen Maoyi passed by the kitchen, he brought some warm water back to the firewood room. Wan Ning used the warm water to wash up briefly and quickly, and changed into the clothes that grandma sent.

Lu's took a clean handkerchief and wrung Wan Ning's hair dry, casually pulled it up, and a cute little girl appeared.

After finishing these, Wan Ning followed Song Gu and the old man to the town in a carriage.

The carriage is in the post station.

The old man was wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat and was sitting outside driving the carriage, while Wan Ning and Song Gu were sitting inside the carriage.

There are two pharmacies in the town, one of which has practiced medicine for generations and has a very good reputation in the town, and there has never been any incident of fraud.

This is where the old man went.

After the carriage walked for more than a quarter of an hour, it arrived at the entrance of the pharmacy.

After parking the carriage, the old man opened the curtain, took out the footstool and put it away, and said to the people inside: "You can get out of the car."

Wan Ning got out of the car first, she didn't wear a coir raincoat, she got off directly wearing a bamboo hat, and then ran directly to the pharmacy.

There happened to be no patients in the shop, only a young boy behind the counter, seeing Wan Ning rushing in, not wearing a coir raincoat or oiled paper umbrella, he was worried that she would be sick: "Why didn't you have an oiled paper umbrella? Are your clothes wet? There is something dry behind the door." Handkerchief, wipe it off."

The dry handkerchief behind the door is prepared for those who come to see the doctor to get medicine, and let them wipe the rainwater off their bodies.

Wan Ning didn't hear what the waiter said, she was already attracted by the smell of medicine that filled the room.

The familiar medicinal fragrance gave Wan Ning a sense of familiarity and kindness.

This feeling is like meeting relatives and old friends in a foreign country, and I am very happy.

Immersed in joy, Wan Lim took a deep inhalation of the medicinal fragrance in the air, and then distinguished hundreds of medicinal fragrances and medicinal effects from it.

Smoothing out more than a hundred kinds of mixed and entangled medicinal fragrances one by one is an impossible task in the eyes of ordinary people.

But Wan Ning can do it.

This is her talent, extraordinary talent.

Although the world is different and the way of life is different, there are still some similarities in medicine.

It's just that this world seems to have no aura. The medicinal herbs are not nourished by aura, and the efficacy of the medicine has been reduced by nearly half.

Wan Ning stood at the door, immersed in the world of medicinal fragrance, and the immediate result was to block the way of Song Gu and the old man who came in behind.

"Girl, why are you standing at the door, why don't you go in?" The old man gently pushed Wan Ning from behind.

Wan Ning walked forward without answering, and walked directly to the counter.

Looking at the situation of these three people, the buddy didn't seem to be looking for a doctor, but rather to get medicine, so he asked directly, "How many people are getting medicine?"

At this time, Wan Ning had already identified the scents of the few herbs she needed from hundreds of medicinal scents, and followed the scents to find the medicine cabinet where the herbs were located.

Each medicine cabinet has the name of the medicine written on it.

Wan Ning began to say according to those names: "Sheng Chuanwu, Erliang, Pinellia, Erliang."

Wan Ning had several prescriptions in mind, according to their therapeutic effects, Wan Ning divided them into three categories: upper, middle and lower.

But because she was not sure about the efficacy of the medicine, she chose a formula with a relatively middle efficacy, and she ordered two taels of each medicinal material.

She has to wait until she sees the herbs, carefully distinguish the efficacy of the herbs, and then increase or decrease the amount of herbs as appropriate.

In order to prevent the formula from leaking, she also grabbed some more medicines for hemostasis and fever reduction, and prepared to brew them later.

It’s a long way to go to the frontier. It’s normal to bump into bumps on the road. At this time, it will be more convenient if you have Zhixue powder.

At least, he will no longer die due to excessive blood loss.

As for the fever-reducing medicine, she is also preparing to boil it into ointment for external application, which is convenient to carry and convenient to use, and is most suitable for use during the exile.

The pharmacist weighed all the medicines reported by Wan Ning, and packed the herbs separately as required.

After grabbing all the medicines, Wan Ning asked his partner to calculate how much money these herbs cost in total.

Huo Fen had never seen such a strange way of grabbing medicine, but he didn't ask, he took the abacus and started to settle accounts.

After a while, the clerk said: "It takes one, two and five copper coins in total, just wipe off the change, one or two is enough."

Wan Ning said again: "Can I borrow the kitchen for a while, I want to boil these medicines, and the money will be settled together later."

"This..." the guy looked at the old man and recognized him as an official servant of the post station. The other one was a stranger, but he was also wearing an official uniform, after a little thought, he agreed.

At this time, a sitting doctor lifted the curtain and came in from the backyard.

Seeing him, the clerk hurriedly shouted: "Doctor Wang, you came just in time, please help me look at the counter, I will take these guys to the back to make some ointment."

Doctor Wang didn't speak, but went straight to the counter, the waiter turned around and said to the three of Wan Ning, "Come with me."

The old man and Wan Ning followed the waiter to the backyard of the pharmacy, but Song Gu didn't come, so he found a place to sit and wait in front.

The yard is very spacious, and a long corridor has been added, so that no room will be drenched in rainy days.

Wan Ning and the old man followed the staff to the pharmacy, where they usually do their daily work of grinding medicine and making ointment.

"This is where we usually make medicine, do you need my help?"

Wan Ning simply looked around, smiled and said thank you, saying no.

The man left, and the old man asked Wan Ning with doubts: "Can you make ointment?"

Wan Ning quietly said to the old man: "When I was at home, I cooked it secretly. Except for my little maid, no one else knew about it. Don't tell my parents."

When they were exiled, the government would resell the servants of the family who had a contract of sale, and those who did not have a contract of sale, the government would set them free.

Therefore, no one would expose Wan Ning's lie.

The old man thought in a daze, this kid is so courageous, if his own kid is such a waste of money, he will definitely beat him to death!
However, the family is a high-ranking official, so maybe they don't care about this little money, otherwise, where did this child get the money to buy medicinal herbs?
After justifying his explanation, the old man nodded, expressing that he would keep it secret for her.

Next, under Wan Ning's guidance, the old man helped to light the fire, and Wan Ning did all the other work by herself.

Two quarters of an hour later, the fragrance of medicine gradually came from the pot.

The ointment was boiled successfully.

There was an empty ointment box on the shelf next to it. Wan Ning took it over and put the ointment into it bit by bit. It's money, just pay it together later.

There are a total of fifteen boxes in this pot, and there are still some left.

Wan Ning wiped the leftovers on the painful part of the old man's legs, "If it gets hot later, it means that the ointment is effective. It may be a little hot, but the medicine cannot be wiped off."

Originally, after applying the ointment, it should be bandaged, but now it is just a trial medicine, so there is no bandage.

It will take some time for the medicine to take effect. Taking advantage of this free time, Wan Ning cleaned up the stove and continued to cook. She still has Zhixue Powder and Qingre Ointment to cook.

When the Zhixue powder was half cooked, the old man happily told Wan Ning that the ointment on his leg had taken effect, and he was getting feverish. The cold and heat canceled each other out, and the pain in his leg seemed to have disappeared!

His two legs seemed to be soaked in hot water, very comfortable!

It is impossible for the pain to go away, this is just an illusion of the old man-this can still prove that the ointment is working.

The old man cheerfully helped to light the fire, Wan Ning was also very happy, and could earn money.

After the Zhixue Powder was prepared, the old man stood up and said, "I'll go to the shopkeeper, don't worry, with me here, I will definitely sell your prescription at a good price."

Wan Ning was about to put on the hemostatic powder, when she heard this she raised her smiling face and said, "Thank you."

The old man who stood up had a smile on his face, and he was no longer trembling when he walked, and he was very stable.

"Oh, that feels so good."

Ever since he got older, even on sunny days, his legs have never been so comfortable. Every time he walks, he wobbles, and his legs seem to be filled with lead, so heavy!

Now, after applying the ointment, he seems to have returned to his youth, his legs are light and strong!

(End of this chapter)