Early the next morning, An Yi entered the woodshed with a smile, carrying fragrant toon sprout egg pancakes and peanut and chrysanthemum salty soup.
"Thirteenth Master, did you sleep well last night? Take a look at this breakfast and see if it suits your appetite?" An Yi put the food on the table.
Feng Qingchen looked at it lightly, stretched out her arms, and An Yi quickly served the salty soup.
"This salty peanut and chrysanthemum soup is made with roasted crushed peanuts as a base, stirred with white flour and boiled, and then added chrysanthemum when it's out of the pot. It has a fragrant taste and can cleanse the blood and nourish the heart, moisten the lungs and reduce phlegm, activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis. , the effect of reducing swelling is most suitable for my current body!" An Yi said, stirred it with a wooden spoon, and after it cooled, he brought it to Feng Qingchen, "My arm should be almost done, right? No need for me to feed it. Alright?"
Feng Qingchen nodded lightly and took the soup bowl.
Anyi quickly turned around and took out another Chinese toon egg pancake: "This Chinese toon egg pancake? It can wake up the spleen and whet the appetite!"
Feng Qingchen ate slowly, and An Yi just held it. When he lowered his head occasionally, he couldn't help curling his lips and rolling his eyes.
Today, the medicinal book must be written. Otherwise, how could it be so easy to write a medicinal book worth one hundred taels of silver?
After eating, Feng Qingchen handed the bowl and chopsticks to An Yi, who quickly took them.
"Thirteenth Master, here are pens, inks, paper and inkstones. Can you see if you can start?" An Yi specially moved the only table in her room, waiting for the uncle to write.
Under An Yi's eager eyes, Feng Qingchen nodded slowly.
Anyi quickly took out a pen and paper and gave it to Feng Qingchen.
Feng Qingchen looked at the pen and felt a little disgusted.
"This is the best pen and paper you can buy in town!" An Yi said quickly. In order to make her "Medical Book handed down from ancient times" look more high-end, she also spent money!
"It seems that this book is very important to you!" Feng Qingchen glanced at An Yi.
Isn¡¯t this nonsense? It¡¯s not important, but I¡¯m begging you! An Yi rolled his eyes, but didn't say anything, fearing that this man would be more domineering if he said it was important.
"My arm is injured, if it's just a dispensable book" Feng Qingchen pondered for a moment, with a hint of mischief in his eyes.
"Thirteenth Master, this book is very important. I rely on this book to settle down and live my life!" An Yi quickly begged for mercy. A good girl will not suffer the immediate loss. At most, she will apply some itching medicine on his wound in a while. Although this is against her medical ethics, who is it? This person is so annoying! As a patient, I have no self-consciousness at all and dare to threaten the doctor
Anyi gritted her teeth with hatred.
"In that case, I will help you, even though my arm hurts!" Feng Qingchen sighed and pulled up his sleeves. There was still the largest wound on his right arm that had not healed. It looked particularly special on the cold jade-like skin. Shocking.
An Yi sighed inwardly and gave up the bad idea of ??drugging him. Forget it, he is a patient and she is a doctor. Bear with it. When he recovers, don't be greedy for good luck. Send him away quickly. !
An Yi made up his mind and said with a smile: "Thank you, Thirteenth Master!"
Feng Qingchen was stained with ink, raised her eyes and asked: "What is the title of the book?"
"Anjia Medical School's traditional Chinese medicine processing skills!" An Yi said proudly.
Outside the woodshed, Mrs. Liu Sun was bringing a pitcher of water. When she heard the word "anjia", her heart tightened. The pitcher fell to the ground and smashed into pieces. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com