A leisurely life that begins with the possession of a game character

Chapter 11
"If you don't understand, don't pretend to understand. I use the traditional Chinese medicine Zhu Youshu, not the blabbering dancing master." Zhang Lan was very dissatisfied with her cousin Zhang Hu's words.

"You're just talking nonsense, just tell me whether I'll show you or not."

"I am studying medicine, not dancing. How can I see people when I can't see them?"

Seeing that the two brothers were showing signs of quarreling, Tian Qingyong hurriedly stopped them and said, "It's not necessary. It won't lead to a quarrel."

Zhang Lan breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother Yong, it's not that I don't want to look at you, I really don't know how to do this. I'm studying medicine, not dancing. Let's see which hospital the child is in now. Let's drive to the hospital now. , let’s go to the hospital to see how the child is doing first.”

"Then let's go. What are you waiting for?" Zhang Hu stood up.

In the inpatient department of the First Affiliated Hospital, in the first ward of the Department of Pediatric Internal Medicine, Zhang Lan and the other two people had just entered the ward. The nurse was giving an injection beside the bed. A good-looking woman beside her was softly comforting the crying child. Tian Qingyong hurriedly stepped forward to help. .

Looking at the child who gradually calmed down after the injection, Zhang Lan looked a little strange.Only then did the woman on the side notice the two people standing on the side: "Huzi, what is this?"

"Sister-in-law, this is the Zhang Lan I'm talking about. He said he had to see the child in person. Zhang Lan, this is Chen Rongrong, Brother Yong's daughter-in-law." Zhang Hu said softly.

"Sister-in-law, please stop being busy and let me take a closer look." Zhang Lan stopped the couple who wanted to speak, with a serious expression.Zhang Lan only has master-level Chinese medicine skills, but he is not omnipotent.Maybe he can treat many diseases, but he may not be able to treat all diseases, nor may he be better than doctors under modern medicine.

Looking at the little girl lying on the hospital bed, there were still a few tears hanging on her fair face.Zhang Lan felt for his pulse, then reached out and gently probed his forehead.Then he stood up, nodded to Tian Qingyong beside him, and said, "The day before the child fell ill, did you take Brother Yong to play somewhere? Did anything happen in the meantime?"

"The day before I got sick was a weekend. Your sister-in-law and I took the child to visit her grandmother. Nothing happened that day." Tian Qingyong thought for a while and said.

"Oh, that's right. When I was about to arrive at the child's grandmother's house, I happened to see an old man passing away on the roadside. It would be almost noon. When I led the child across there, I suddenly set off firecrackers, saying that it was to welcome the mother-in-law's family. . It was nothing at that time, the children were still talking and laughing during lunch.”

"Is that related to the child's illness?" Tian Qingyong's wife asked at the side.

Zhang Lan turned his head and looked at the black gas floating up and down in front of the child's forehead: "Not necessarily, but I have a folk remedy here. Sister-in-law, do you want to try it?"

"Can I take random medicines in the hospital now?" Zhang Hu asked at the side.

"Is the home remedy just medicine? Brother, please don't answer the question randomly." Zhang Lan was speechless: "Sister-in-law, please discuss with Brother Yong. The child does not need to be discharged from the hospital or take medicine. He just wants some incense and needs to buy other things."

"There is no need to discuss. It has been more than a month. I have gone through all the examinations that this hospital can do, and the result is still the same. Zhang Lan, please see what you need and ask your brother Yong to buy it." Tian Qingyong's wife Chen Rongrong said firmly.

"Brother Hu and I can go. Brother Yong, just stay here and take care of the children with your sister-in-law." Zhang Lan stopped him.

"I can do it alone. The hospital won't do anything else except giving antipyretic injections and sedative injections. Let Yongzi go with you. He is familiar with the city. There are some things that are difficult to buy. Let him trust others."

After leaving the hospital gate, Tian Qingyong turned the steering wheel in his hand: "Zhang Lan, what do we want to buy?"

"Brother Yong, do you know where I can buy incense candles and gold and silver paper? The ones that are better."

Zhang Hu said: "Zhang Lan, didn't you say that you are not a great dancer? Why do you want to buy incense and gold and silver paper? Doctors still use these to treat diseases."

"Brother is not educated, can we take out the phone and have a look? It's easy to search." Zhang Lan was completely speechless.

"Zhang Hu, please stop saying a few words. Those who sell incense candles and gold and silver paper should be of better quality. Don't buy them. There is no store in the city that sells better than what I have." Tian Qingyong drove home. "Do you have yellow paper and a brush at home? I want this too."

"They are all from my hometown in the south. The old man especially believes in this. They are all in the house you mentioned." Tian Qingyong answered while driving.

"Does the old man really believe that none of you have tried this folk method?"

"I've tried it more than once. My grandma invited someone to do it at home yesterday."

Zhang Lan was speechless. This was another sick person who sought medical treatment indiscriminately.

Tian Qingyong's home is not far from the hospital. He drove for about 10 minutes and stopped at the entrance of an alley. He parked the car in front of a shop on the roadside and locked the car. Tian Qingyong led the two of them toward the alley.

There is a six-story building facing the street in the alley, and inside there are three-story buildings built in rows, with each row separated by about three meters.Tian Qingyong's house is in the deepest part of the third row of alleys. Other houses have doors facing north and south. His house built a wall in the alley and opened an east-west gate. After pushing the door and entering, Zhang Lan discovered that the door in front of his house was There was no house built in the platoon, it was the courtyard of Tian Qingyong's family.

"This is really rich." Zhang Lan sighed, this good homestead does not build a house but just a yard.

"Stop talking, grab your things and leave. The old man is at home." Zhang Hu pulled Zhang Lan.

Entering the living room, Tian Qingyong greeted the two of them to sit down: "The old man and the others haven't gotten up from their nap yet. Let's just get the things and leave?"

"Okay, you get the brush and yellow paper first, and I'll draw two talismans. Then go get the incense and gold and silver paper ingots. Put the ingots in a black bag."

"do you need something else?"

"I'm making a small bowl, put the rice in it, and a piece of red cloth. The red cloth is a little bigger, just enough to cover the small dining table in the hospital ward."

"Okay, I'll get the brush and yellow paper first."

Looking at the brush and yellow paper that Tian Qingyong took out, Zhang Lan folded and cut the yellow paper, picked up the brush and dipped it in ink and began to draw the talisman.

After a while, Tian Qingyong came out, holding a stack of gold and silver paper in his hand: "Only the gold and silver paper is left, the ingot is gone."

"When the ingots are gone, just stack them. It doesn't cost much. This thing stacks up very quickly."

"Then I'll get the other things ready first, and finally fold the ingots." Tian Qingyong started to look for other things, while Zhang Hu on the side took the gold and silver paper and started folding the ingots.

"Okay, just a little bit is fine, there is no quantity requirement. Let's go." The three of them stacked dozens of them, and Zhang Lan looked at them and saw that they were almost done.

"By the way, Brother Yong, are there any clothes that children usually wear in the hospital? If not, get one." Zhang Lan suddenly remembered.

"There's some in the hospital. Forget it, I'll get another one." After packing the things and putting them in a cardboard box, the group rushed to the hospital.

(End of this chapter)