Little Fubao from the farmhouse takes space to flee famine

Chapter 100 The City Lord Who Doesn't Like Medicine

The geese are flying across the sky, and the weather is gradually getting chilly. The round lotus leaves are swaying in the wind, and the edges of the leaves are spread with withered yellow.

"Bring an umbrella, it looks like it's going to rain outside." Li Aling took out an oil-paper umbrella from the house and handed it to her girl along with a box of jujube cakes.

An Ran took the two things, greeted his grandfather and Lei Jian and went out.

The City Lord's Mansion was some distance away from them, and An Ran came to the door by a familiar route. The gatekeeper said hello to her and let her in.

"Little girl of the Wang family, you are here. The city lord is in the study." Mammy looked at the little girl in the yard, wearing a thin shirt and a green jacket, holding a food box and an umbrella in her hand.

Grandma enthusiastically led him to the study room and then retreated. She asked someone to prepare some snacks that the little girl liked to eat, and they would take them back later.

An Ran knocked on the door, opened the door when she heard a response from inside, stepped into the room, and it was as quiet as before.

An Ran covered her mouth, and secretly smiled, the city lord is so perverted that he really wants to laugh.

"What's so funny." Jin Tuoxi put down the book in his hand, and looked at the little man who covered his mouth and frowned.

He didn't expect that people who took the medicine would become like this. He couldn't wash it off, and he hadn't been out in the past few days.

"My lord, how are you feeling recently?" An Ran took out her pink hand pad and took a look at it for pulse.

"It can draw the bow, and it has the same strength as before." Apart from the disadvantage of discoloration, this medicine has obvious effects.

"Hmm... Your pulse is getting stronger and stronger. I heard from Mammy that you stay indoors every day and you can go out to exercise more. The faster your metabolism is, the faster your complexion will recover."

Jin Tuoxi nodded, it had been a long time since he had practiced hand-to-hand.

"This is today's medicine. If you only have one, you will be cured." An Ran poured out a pungent pill from the white jade-like porcelain bottle.

"Here, this is water, don't smell it, just squeeze your nose and close your eyes and swallow it." An Ran took out her own water bag and poured the self-cultivation water inside into a cup, so that it would taste better when eaten together.

A tough man who is not afraid of bleeding with a knife and a gun, frowning at a small pill, is more troubled than facing an enemy with thousands of troops.

"Don't be afraid, this is sweet fruit. If you take the medicine well, I'll give you a candy, so it won't taste bad."

An Ran placed the sweetmeats on the table as if coddling a child, and pushed the medicine and water forward.

Jin Tuoxi picked up a small pill and quickly threw it down his throat, not wanting to touch it with his tongue, and drank the water in one gulp.

The medicine in his stomach dispersed in the water, and the smell of vomiting turned his stomach, forcing him to hold his breath and clenched his teeth.

An Ran handed over the candied fruit and watched the city lord burp slightly, with yellow smoke coming out of his nose. This was due to some unknown chemical reaction in his stomach.

She remembered that it just tasted a little bit unpalatable, but it still smoked.

Jin Tuoxi took the candied fruit and put it in his mouth. This medicine was the most unpleasant thing he had ever eaten.

An Ran was sitting on the chair. At this time, the Lord City Lord was like a child who doesn't like taking medicine. He lay on the desk without moving for a long time and then straightened up after a while.

"Ten days later, if there is only one last pill, it will be over. The master will suffer a lot."

Thinking about having to eat again, Jin Tuoxi's stomach became agitated and he drank sour water.

"Wow! Lord City Lord, are these all martial arts secrets?" An Ran looked through the books on the table, which were full of various moves.

"You can't understand some military books, so don't touch them." Jin Tuoxi closed the open book. This little guy was curious about everything.

"My lord, you must be very good at reading so many books."

"Reading is mostly just talking on paper."

"Are you still practicing martial arts now? My elder brother just wants to learn some kung fu. If you give me some pointers, he will definitely be as good as you."

Jin Tuoxi smiled, this was trying to trick him.

"Of course I don't ask you to teach me for nothing. I'll bring you something good next time." An Ran thought of a pile of martial arts secret books in the warehouse. Brother Jian couldn't understand these books at all. The brothers only learned some three-legged cat kung fu. If they need someone's guidance, It must be very different.

Now the third uncle is going back to the mountains, taking some of his young men back to carry out construction in the mountains. At the same time, he also has to take some of his brothers out to see the world.

"If you want to come, I can recommend you. You should keep your good things for yourself." He didn't need anything, and for the sake of the little things curing his illness, he complied with all requests.

"Thank you, Lord City Lord. I will bring you the things, which will definitely catch your eye." If someone is soft-spoken and short-handed, the Lord City Lord will be more concerned about his brothers' affairs.

After packing up his things, An Ran took his umbrella and pastries and jumped out of the door.

Jin Tuoxi looked at the food box that disappeared on the table. It turned out that it was not for him, and he was a little disappointed. What happened.

"Look at that little girl, she is jumping up and down every time she comes out of Lord City Lord's study. Lord City Lord Xi Jing can actually accept such a lively child."

"Do you think she is the daughter of the city lord?"

"Don't talk nonsense, and be careful to be heard by your wife."

The two sweeping maids whispered to each other, you must know that the Lord of the City has nothing to do so far. Everyone said that the Lord of the City is not good at that, or the ladies in the backyard will have no heirs.

"You two are talkative. You are allowed to discuss the city lord's affairs. Since you have no rules to discuss on your own, you will not be allowed to stay in the mansion."

The two little girls knelt on the ground, begging for mercy, but they didn't hold their tongues.

"Master, I'm here!" An Ran arrived before he could say anything.

"Here comes the little girl, how is the city lord today?" Dr. Ji uncovered the medicine jar, and fanned the charcoal fire under the stove with a small fan.

An Ran sniffed the smell in the medicine jar, it had a faint and gentle smell.

"My lord, the city owner, is about to recover. After ten days, take the last dose of medicine and you will be all right. However, the foundation of these years of deficit still needs to be replenished slowly."

"Master, what kind of medicine is this?"

Dr. Ji lifted the cover and asked him to smell it to find out what medicinal materials he could smell.

"Moutan bark, dogwood, astragalus, Atractylodes macrocephala, jujube kernels, Yunling..." An Ran fanned the smell into her nostrils.

"This is medicine for recuperating the body." An Ran guessed at the medicinal uses. These are medicines that nourish and recuperate a woman's body.

A pretty lady came in from outside the yard. Her clothes were higher than those of the other maids.

"Doctor Ji, Madam sent me to serve the medicine." The woman held a tray in her hand, on which was a warm bowl.

Doctor Ji poured hot water into the interlayer, put a damp cloth on the handle of the medicine jar, poured the decocted medicine into a bowl, and covered it with a porcelain lid.

"Dr. Lao Ji." The woman took the medicine and left.

"Master, which lady is this medicine for? Is it the city lord's woman?"

"Of course, if anyone in this house has a headache or fever, they will come to the master. What's the use of drinking so much? The problem is not hers."

Tongyuan poured out the residue from the medicine jar and washed the jar clean.

"Tongyuan." Doctor Ji hit his disciple with the cattail leaf fan in his hand. It's best to say less here.

(End of this chapter)