Space Supermarket: Farmhouse Dumb Girl Super Prosperous

Chapter 99
After having lunch at the eldest sister's house, Hu Xing'er took a rest and started on the road again with Xiao Ruiren on his back.

She still has to go to Ronghetang for treatment today, and she doesn't know if the silver needle will hurt.

Feeling restless, she came to Ronghe Hall again.

Little Rui'er would take a nap every afternoon, and by this time, he had already slept soundly.

Shopkeeper Rong and his uncle had already been waiting in the Ronghe Hall, when Hu Xing'er went in with Xiao Rui in his arms, Shopkeeper Rong immediately had a smile on his face.

"You're here. I told my uncle just now. Maybe it's because of the long journey and the delay."

The medicine boy next to him was very winking, and stepped forward to take the bamboo basket from Hu Xing'er's hand.

She wrapped everything that Xiao Rui needed to use in cloth, and covered it with some white cloth.

As long as the basket does not leave her sight, there is no need to worry about the contents inside being seen.

The drug boy put the bamboo basket in a conspicuous place on the counter, so many people would see it, so no one would move it.

Hu Xing'er sat down with Xiao Rui in his arms, and took his pulse first as usual.

This position was originally used by an old doctor surnamed Wen, that is, the one who said before that Hu Xing'er's dumb disease could not be cured.

After he took over Hu Xing'er's illness, the old doctor took the initiative to move his position.

Now Hu Xing'er came to see the doctor, and it happened that he didn't have any patients on hand, so he came over to have a look.

After feeling the pulse, the uncle of shopkeeper Rong nodded, and the anxiety in her heart stopped a little.

"It seems that you have taken this medicine on time, and you can already give acupuncture."

Shopkeeper Rong's uncle withdrew his hand and spoke in a low voice.

Hu Xing'er raised her eyebrows lightly, noncommittal.

Doesn't she have to take the medicine on time? This is the medicine that affects whether she can speak in the future. How can she not take it seriously?
Old doctor Wen was watching, and when he heard that Hu Xing'er's dumb disease was expected to be cured, he also felt a little cautious.

It seems that the uncle of the shopkeeper indeed has some skills, if he can really cure this dumb little lady, maybe he can learn something from it.

The ancients said, live to learn.

Hu Xing'er thought that she couldn't speak, and if she wanted to use silver needles for acupuncture, it might be like piercing her neck.

As a result, she found that she was wrong.

Acupuncture is not to prick her neck, but to prick her shoulders, arms, and feet.

Qingyue Country is relatively traditional. Generally speaking, women are not allowed to show their bare feet.

However, medical treatment is excluded.

Shopkeeper Rong found her an unoccupied room, and placed a dwarf in the room.

Xiao Rui fell asleep on the bed, and she sat on the low bed to receive acupuncture treatment.

Xu was worried that Hu Xing'er was afraid, the door of this room was always open.

In March, the sun shines in the yard, and it is warm with the door open.

Acupuncture treatment was not as painful as she imagined, instead it felt a little numb.

As for the effect, she really couldn't feel it.

After half an hour of acupuncture treatment, the shopkeeper's uncle gave her another prescription and told her to go back and drink for another five days.

After writing the prescription, while the drug boy went to grab the medicine, the shopkeeper Rong was chatting with his uncle.

"Ma'am, what happened to your hand?"

During the acupuncture treatment just now, the shopkeeper's uncle noticed that Hu Xing'er's fingers were wrapped in a handkerchief, and now he was free, so he asked.

The wound was actually no longer bleeding. Hu Xing'er knew that he was a doctor, so she wanted to show him the wound, maybe there was some medicine for the wound, so she took off the handkerchief from her hand.

"Such a deep wound, are you cutting your own hand like a vegetable? How poor is the family?"

Hu Xing'er: ...
Sir, please watch your words.

Shopkeeper Rong also seemed to feel that his uncle's words were inappropriate, so he coughed dryly.

The speaker reacted, his expression changed, and he took out a bottle from his chest.

"This medicine is the favorite of little girls and ladies. Applying it to the wound will prevent it from leaving scars."

The old doctor Wen next to him was already grinning from ear to ear, and it happened that a patient asked him to see a doctor by name, so he took the opportunity to slip away.

Hu Xing'er took the medicine bottle and raised his hand.

She can't speak, so she can only use these small movements to express what she thinks in her heart.

The meaning of raising the medicine bottle is to ask how much the medicine costs.

"Forget about the money. I prepared this medicine myself. It's worthless. I'll give it to you."

Maybe he felt that he had slipped his words and wanted to use this bottle of medicine as a thank you gift.

Hu Xing'er wanted to evade again, but Shopkeeper Rong spoke again.

"Just take this medicine, and don't rush to throw it away after your injury is cured.

My uncle's medicine is amazing, you keep it, maybe your husband can use it. "

This shopkeeper remembers Xiao Beimu, especially the three-finger-wide scar on his face, which is even more unforgettable.

Shopkeeper Rong also hoped that this medicine could help Xiao Beimu heal the scar on his face, not to mention heal it, at least not make it so scary.

Her husband... Hu Xing'er's eyes flickered.

How should she explain to these people that Xiao Beimu is not her husband?

Forget it, the husband is the husband, anyway, everyone thinks so.

Besides, he's not here now, so there's no need for him to be embarrassed.

Nodding to the person who gave the medicine, Hu Xing'er took a few packs of medicine from the medicine boy and was about to leave.

When she was leaving Ronghetang, she heard shopkeeper Rong muttering.

"It's strange, why didn't her husband accompany her to see the doctor these few times."

Dr. Wen happened to be busy with what he was doing, and came over to take up the conversation.

"What's so strange about this is that the younger generation thinks that her disease cannot be cured, so he doesn't want to waste time for her."

The old doctor Wen always felt that Hu Xing'er's dumb disease was incurable, so he was quite pessimistic.

"I don't think that young man is like this kind of person. When he came last time, he took the initiative to take money."

Shopkeeper Rong had a good impression of Xiao Beimu, so he couldn't help but speak up for him.

Hu Xing'er at the door paused for a moment, then continued walking forward.

Yeah, he's not like that.

If he had rushed back at this time, he probably wouldn't stop him from seeking medical treatment.

It should be pretty good for him to treat himself.

The nasal cavity suddenly became sore again, and the eyes were also foggy.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, so she could only speed up her pace and put these strange emotions, together with the person who brought her strange emotions, behind her.

In Ronghe Hall, the discussion on Xiao Beimu was still going on.

"Knowing people, knowing the face but not knowing the heart, besides, I don't think that young man's face looks like a kind person.

Is he really willing to spend money and work hard to help a mute?I don't think so. "

Old Doctor Wen leaned against a pillar beside him, stroking his white beard leisurely.

Suddenly, something was added to his hand after stroking his beard.

Looking down, he actually took off his beard.

No, to be precise, it was not taken down, but cut off by a dagger.

The dagger that cut his beard is now held in the hand of that unattractive uncle of shopkeeper Rong.

"You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately."

He waved the silver dagger in his hand, smiling a little bit.

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