The splendid business map of the peasant girl

Chapter 42 The First Case of Lupus Erythematosus

All beginnings are hard!If she just sells the sugar-fried chestnuts in some high-end restaurants, no matter how good it is, the price will definitely be suppressed to death. To hype up the momentum for the sugar-fried chestnuts, and when people come to cooperate automatically, she can not only learn about the specific potential value of her own thing, but also have a little more initiative in her hands.

"Hehe, you girl can always come up with some weird tricks, so I won't interrupt, you can do it as you see." Liu Shi was taken aback by Mo Shiyao's confident appearance, and then remembered his own daughter-in-law's ability, Also no longer say anything.

Stir-fried chestnuts with sugar were prepared, and then they put wild honey from the mountains together in a bamboo basket. Instead of going directly to the town, Shi Shiyao ordered Mrs. Liu to pack some honey separately, and took a basket full of them with her. Went to Liangbo Village.

Back at her natal home, Mo Zhichu's leg injury was checked again.

According to Mo Shiyao's memory, his legs seemed to break out for a while every autumn and winter.At this time, if there is still some money at home, Mo Guangfu will run around to find some local doctors and women to come and have a look. The medicinal herbs were crushed and applied. After so many years, the leg has not been tossed and rotted, which is really weird.

Sitting beside Mo Zhichu's bed, Mo Guangfu's words just now echoed in her ears: "If your mother was here, it wouldn't be like this, alas!" This unintentional words made her understand different meaning——

Seeing that his father said such a sentence with great emotion and then refused to speak again, Mo Shiyao couldn't help but squinted his eyes. Why wouldn't her brother's legs be like this when her mother was around?Could it be that his dead mother was still a doctor?
Leaving some honey and sugar-fried chestnuts behind, Mo Shiyao walked into the courtyard of Chen Dacheng's house while pondering the expressions of his father and elder brother just now.Chen Dacheng helped her a lot. At that time, he thought of making sugar-fried chestnuts here. If Uncle Chen's family can also make some sugar-fried chestnuts for sale, that would be great.

"Brother Dacheng." Chen Dacheng was drying the chestnuts he picked up that day in the yard, and turned his head away when he heard the voice of the end-time rumor.

"Sister Yao? Come in and sit down!"

"I saw that the sun finally came out today, so I took the chestnuts out to dry in the sun, so they could be stored for a longer time, sister Yao?" Seeing Doomsday Yao, who was carrying a big bamboo basket, staring at her movements , Chen Dacheng felt a little strange while explaining.

"I made the sugar-fried chestnuts I mentioned last time, and I also got the honey two days ago, and I'm planning to sell it in the town. I want to come and see you, and I'll give you a taste, Uncle Chen." ?”

"Father went to the cellar to carry sweet potatoes, and he will be back in a while, shall we go into the house?" He said, walking forward to take the heavy basket from the latter's arm.

The sweet potatoes taken back by the villagers are usually placed in the cellar dug by themselves to prevent them from rotting quickly, and they will be fished out in winter, but few people think about drying the sweet potatoes...

"Brother Dacheng, has no one here made dried sweet potatoes?" Just as he thought of this, he blurted out.

"Dried sweet potatoes? I've never heard of it. Did Miss Yao mean to dry the sweet potatoes? But, we wish we could use more to cook porridge. If we dried them, wouldn't there be a lot less?" Frowning, Chen Dacheng was puzzled Endless, one can imagine.Naturally, there are not many sweet potatoes after drying, so it's a loss!
No one has ever heard of dried sweet potatoes?Doomsday Yao was astonished and at the same time thought about it, and found it not surprising.That's right, who in the poor family has nothing to do with sweet potatoes?It's all about wishing that the more things the better!
But for her, that's not the case...

Putting away the thoughts that just popped up in my heart, under Chen Dacheng's refusal, I left some honey and sugar-fried chestnuts for others, and explained the method of making sugar-fried chestnuts to Chen Dacheng, and then stopped a person with a basket Bullock cart to town.

Standing in front of the Fulu Medical Center where people come and go, watching the bustling scene from the previous few days turned to appear here, looking back at Zhou Ji Medicine Hall with its gate closed, and admiring Qian Ruhai's efficiency in his heart, Walk in with your feet up.

"Where did you come from, girl? I don't know if you have to wait in line to grab the medicine?" Seeing Doomsday Yao walk straight into the gate, the middle-aged man who had lined up next to him for a long time didn't think much of it, so he thought it was someone who didn't know the rules. Girls.

"Eh? I'm not here to grab medicine." Startled by the rough voice next to him, Doomsday Yao turned to look at the speaker and spoke subconsciously.

"That……"

"Hey! I just remembered, that's the girl who made trouble at Zhouji Medicine Hall that day!" Before the man finished his next sentence, a person behind him exclaimed, and the atmosphere suddenly boiled again!

"What? Why did that girl come to the Fulu Medical Center? Could it be that she is really from the Fulu Medical Center?"

"Miss Mo, the boss asked the younger one to invite you in." At the moment when there was a lot of discussion, a young servant suddenly walked out, smiled at the rumor of the end of the world, turned and led the way and walked inside.

"Brother Lao Lao."

When he entered the door, he saw Qian Ruhai sitting in front of the desk with a wrinkled old face, seeming a little troubled.Seeing the figure of Doomsday Yao appearing at the door, he immediately grinned and got up to meet him: "My girl, the old man has been waiting for you for a few days, come and see!"

see? ——Not to sit but to watch, Doomsday Yao is not very kind to doubt: What is the old man going to do?
Walking in, Cai saw a middle-aged woman with erythema lying on the inside of the curtain, while Qian Ruhai's young apprentice was looking after the bed.

"Boss Qian, this is?"

"The old man is not very sure, this thing looks like a rash, but the old man checks and checks, but he feels that something is wrong, there are still a bunch of people waiting to see the doctor, here you come and take a look. Glancing at the people outside who were automatically lined up into two lines for seeing a doctor and getting medicine, Qian Ruhai unconsciously began to mutter: Why are there so many sick people?Never seen so many before!
Seeing Qian Ruhai who didn't plan to take care of it as soon as he waved his hands, Mo Shiyao had no choice but to put down the basket in his hand, and went forward to check.

Rheumatism?No, butterfly erythema, this alone can be sure that it is not as simple as rheumatism!Ignoring the eyes of the aunt and the young apprentice next to her, she took two steps forward and looked carefully, searching for information quickly in her heart.

After Qian Ruhai finally relaxed a little outside, Mo Shiyao had almost figured out the situation, and was half leaning on the inner door frame, squinting his eyes and thinking about the solution.

"How is it? See what's coming out?" Seeing that the rumor of the end of the world was not inside, but came out, Qian Ruhai hurried forward.

"This old lady suffers from lupus erythematosus. At first glance, it looks like psoriasis, but it is not. It seems that the disease has been stimulated by some drugs, so it has not improved, but has become more serious. "Walking in front of Qian Ruhai, Doomsday Yao analyzed the pathology observed before.

(End of this chapter)