The unlucky master of metaphysics was struck by lightning again

Chapter 88 88 Chu Yan's humor

Qu Yi seemed to have never heard of it, "Sister-in-law De, please prepare warm water, paper and pen."

Mr. Fei's assistant was so ignored, he was slightly annoyed: "We have placed cold towels on the young master's forehead, palms, and thighs."

"You guys handled it well, I just used Chinese medicine techniques to help." Qu Yi turned around and replied.

"Get ready." Su Tongyu urged.

Mrs. De, of course, listened to Su Tongyu. Mr. Fei and his assistant and another doctor kept silent, thinking of waiting to see a joke in their hearts. Who made Qu Yi really look like a doctor, let alone Or Chinese medicine.

Mrs. De quickly prepared the things Qu Yi needed, and Qu Yi took the pen and paper, and quickly wrote down a list of Chinese medicine names and dosages.

"Prepare all these, put water 1 cm higher than the medicinal materials, bring to a boil on high heat, then simmer for 10 minutes, and bring the water to warm. I will always use this potion to wipe Ah Zheng, Mrs. De, prepare a few more pots, Keep frying."

"Ha, I've never heard of this method. Where did you get it? Could it be a folk remedy that has not been medically proven?"

A girl in her early twenties dared to criticize him face to face, a nearly fifty-year-old self who had won the honor of a great doctor. What kind of confidence did she have? Mr. Fei couldn't bear it.

"Mr. Chu, since you invited us to come, you should trust us. Now you let a little girl make trouble. What's the matter? If the young master suffers any losses, who will take the responsibility?"

"I'll take the blame!" The cold female voice said firmly.

"Heh~" He snorted coldly, "Which hospital do you belong to, do you have a license to practice medicine, and what is your current job title?" Asked three times in a row, it was obvious that he did not believe Qu Yi.

"I didn't work in a regular hospital, but..."

Mr. Fei directly ignored the word "fixed", and snorted coldly, "I don't even have a hospital to work in. It seems that I'm just a small doctor who runs a clinic. You know, folk remedies are easy to go wrong, and it will kill people. The young master is I grew up watching it, and I don't agree with you doing this."

Before Qu Yi could answer, Mr. Fei looked at Chu Yan and Su Tongyu, "Mr. Chu, madam, do you also believe in this folk remedy?"

Su Tongyu said: "Mr. Fei, don't be impatient. I trust her because..."

"Because of what?" Mr. Fei didn't believe that Su Tongyu could come up with a reasonable reason.

Su Tongyu looked at Qu Yi, obviously wanting to ask Qu Yi what he meant, Qu Yi nodded slightly.

Although Mr. Fei questioned her, in the end it was for Chu Tingzheng's good, and he was doing things for Chu Yan. There must be many opportunities in the future. Qu Yi didn't want to waste time on this kind of explanation work.

"Because she is Mubi, an academician of the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

"Boom! Boom~boom~" The sound of two falling objects sounded in succession.

Mr. Fei's assistant dropped the tray in his hand to the ground because he was too shocked.

Mr. Fei and the other doctor couldn't close their mouths.

Chu Qing's cell phone was lying on the ground, and he was stunned.

This thing is really unbelievable.

Such a beautiful little girl, everyone thought it was a vase, but it turned out to be No.1 in the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine, the wooden pen of the academician of the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Mu...Academician Mu, I'm sorry." Mr. Fei cupped his hands to Qu Yi.

"We have a Chinese medicine doctor and a western doctor. We will cooperate with each other in the future. I hope Mr. Fei can trust me."

Mr. Fei was a little embarrassed, "Naturally." Since Qu Yi is a wooden pen, he still has no doubts about it.

In terms of professional title, Qu Yi is already the highest in the medical field, and he is not good enough in front of Qu Yi.

Qu Yi didn't mind his previous attitude, he was already very grateful.

No one disturbed him anymore, Qu Yi focused on wiping Chu Tingzheng's neck, underarms on both sides, groin and other parts with warm water until the skin turned red.

In less than 10 minutes, Chu Tingzheng's convulsions were relieved.

"Ah Qing, go to the kitchen and look at the traditional Chinese medicine, serve it up as soon as it is ready." Su Tongyu urged.

After a while.

"Here comes the potion." Chu Qing came in with a small pot of brown-black potion.

Chu Yan took it and replaced the basin of warm water that Qu Yi used.

Then on Chu Tingzheng's other side, he wiped the armpits, inner thighs and other parts according to Qu Yi's example.

Qu Yi's gaze paused for a few seconds on Chu Yan. Chu Yan is indeed qualified as a father. She has met many fathers who don't care about their children.

Su Tongyu watched this scene both heartwarming and sad.

It would be great if his son had a daughter-in-law like Qu Yi and Ah Zheng had Qu Yi as his mother.

Time passed little by little.

At four o'clock in the morning, only Chu Yan and Qu Yi were left in the room. Qu Yi was using a cotton swab to moisten Chu Tingzheng's reddened mouth. Chu Yan looked at the latest temperature measured by the thermometer, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "38.9 ℃, and finally dropped below 39 ℃.”

Qu Yi and A Zheng are not related, but they have survived for A Zheng until now. Every time Chu Tingzheng gets sick, it is very dangerous. Each convulsion can last for several hours, and the high fever will last for more than three days. Every time it seems to be fighting against death.

But today Qu Yi was here, and he gave Chu Tingzheng a wipe with traditional Chinese medicine, and he recovered to a moderate fever in less than 24 hours. moved.

Immediately after seeing Qu Yi's delicate face stained with exhaustion, Chu Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a warm voice: "Thank you so much for today, you should also go to rest."

The temperature drop was expected, but upon hearing Chu Yan's confirmation, Qu Yi also heaved a sigh of relief and smiled warmly.

Immediately after seeing Chu Yan's gentle expression, his heart suddenly jumped, as if he had been electrocuted, and his eyes were burning again.

"Cuckoo..." At this moment, Qu Yi's stomach protested at the right time, and she remembered that she didn't have lunch because of bad luck, and later because of Chu Tingzheng, she didn't remember to eat dinner.

Feeling a little hungry now.

The point is, the voice was not low, and Chu Yan could hear it clearly. She was more embarrassed than hungry.

"Wait a minute, I'll get you something to eat." Chu Yan said and walked out.

"No need for Mr. Chu, I'll go by myself." He is her boss now, and she still needs him for her unlucky physique.

Chu Yan turned her head back, "Call me Chu Yan, your hands haven't stopped, rest for a while, and you'll be fine soon."

Qu Yi lowered his head, only then saw that all ten of his fingers had turned white.

Chu Yan didn't give Qu Yi another chance to speak, and had already walked out.

Qu Yi was still in a daze, Chu Yan suddenly became gentle, or in other words, he shared the tenderness towards Chu Tingzheng with himself.

"He can cook? What can he do? What does he look like in the kitchen..." Qu Yi couldn't help thinking secretly that it was a girl in her 20s, and it was Chu Yan, which was the most popular among women in all of Kyoto.

Not long after, Chu Yan came back, holding a big bowl in his hand, Qu Yi could smell the fragrance from a long distance away, and his stomach growled even louder.

"The skill is not good, I only know this stewed beef, don't dislike it." Chu Yan put the bowl on the table and handed the chopsticks to Qu Yi.

Qu Yi chuckled, looking at the food in the bowl, it wasn't braised beef in brown sauce, it was obviously instant noodles, but Chu Yan was more careful, fried an egg, and put a few green leaf cabbage, she instantly understood Chu Yan's idea humor.

He took the chopsticks and said with a smile, "Master Kang?"

Chu Yan also laughed: "No."

(End of this chapter)