vstars Chapter 83: No need to break it, that's great.
Chapter 83: No need to break it, that's great.
"May I ask, Dr. Ye, um, Uncle Ye, how much is considered a large amount?"
The title "Uncle Ye" sent a shiver down Ye Jingchuan's spine.
Good heavens! He had spent over a decade in the mountains, serving his master every day. The old man had always called him "brat." Now, someone was calling him "uncle," a generation older than him, which was quite novel to him.
When Ye saw Ye Jingchuan tremble, she assumed that her younger brother disliked the way he was addressed.
"Xiao Chuan, this is Wenwen from my sister-in-law's family. It's not wrong for her to call you uncle. Please don't take offense."
"Sister, I don't mind. Calling him Uncle Ye is too formal. Just call him Uncle. These children are all the same. I'll prepare some gifts for you later, hehe, hehe..."
Ye Jingchuan spoke lightly, but secretly she counted the children here who could call her uncle. She was shocked when she counted them; how many red envelopes would she have to give for so many children? Suddenly, her heart was bleeding.
He turned to look at Wenwen again, and thought to himself, "This kid is quite good at taking advantage of situations, and chatting with her is quite interesting."
Wenwen was waiting for Ye Jingchuan's answer, and when she saw him looking at her, she reminded him.
"Uncle, this greeting gift can indeed be made up for later. Let's talk about the amount first."
"Wen'er, is that how you call her? The difference between large and small quantities needs to be analyzed on a case-by-case basis."
"To be more specific, for example."
Wenwen, using her sleeve as a cover, poured out a few ordinary pills that she had brewed herself. "Uncle, look, how many of these pills would be considered a large quantity?"
This was the first time Ye Jingchuan had encountered such a determined child. He turned to Ye Shi and asked, "Sister, you've been studying medicine since you were a student, what do you think?"
Mr. Ye was also eager to know the exact amount of calculation required.
She knew all too well how difficult it was to obtain those few spiced candies that Wen Qiyuan ate. There was even a risk of the pot exploding; many earthenware pots were fried before she could get just a few pieces of soft candy made from broken pieces of earthenware.
We need a large quantity now, but where can we find it? It's simply unrealistic, and time doesn't allow it.
She ruthlessly shifted the blame, saying, "If you don't know, you answer."
Ye Jingchuan choked.
He pondered for a moment, then said earnestly, "How about this, Wen'er, you come back to the clinic with your uncle later, and I'll demonstrate the difference between large and small quantities with real objects. You'll understand once you experience it firsthand; some things can only be understood intuitively and cannot be explained in words."
After a brief pause, he added, "In addition, the accompanying medication also needs to be obtained from the clinic."
Wenwen thought about it and agreed, "Okay, I'll listen to my uncle."
Ye Jingchuan sighed inwardly, finally managing to get past the dosage issue. "Next, let me take a look at, hmm, Big Brother's leg."
Wen Qilin laughed heartily, "Then thank you in advance, Brother Ye."
"Brother, there's no need for such formalities."
This time, Ye Jingchuan took out a long needle and a small hammer from the medicine box.
Using these two tools, Wen Qilin's leg underwent a unique 360-degree examination and repair.
At this moment, Wen Qilin was covered in sweat, and his injured leg was trembling, as if the pain was even worse than before, as if his leg had been broken again.
Ye Jingchuan sensed Wen Qilin's pain and joked to ease it for him.
"Brother, there's good news and bad news about your leg. Which should we hear first?"
Wenwen answered for him, "Uncle, my father wants to hear the bad news first."
Ye Jingchuan!
She's such a sweet little girl to her dad.
"The bad news is that half of your leg bone is broken and half of it has healed crookedly."
"Sigh." Wen Qilin sighed softly.
"The good news is, I just used a long needle to remove the crooked half, so..."
Wen Qilin quickly added, "That's why it hurts so much, just like when I broke my leg?"
"exactly."
Wenwen's mind was racing, receiving information, analyzing it, and drawing conclusions.
"So, you mean my father's legs don't need to be broken, Uncle?"
"Exactly, that's it."
The praise immediately followed, "Uncle's medical skills are amazing. I want to learn from Uncle and emulate him."
Oh my, this kid has such a sweet tongue; it's more pleasant than ten compliments from an old man.
"Your father's leg is fine. I'll prescribe some medicine for him later, and he'll get better slowly. Of course, you can also give him more good food. Eating more good food will help him grow faster."
"Yes, thank you, Uncle. We will definitely follow your instructions strictly."
"You guys come with me to the clinic to get your medicine now."
Ye Jingchuan greeted the old doctor there, and then, with Wenwen and the others thanking him, left the post station.
As the carriage left North Street, it gradually came into view of the bustling street.
They soon arrived at the pharmacy, the Sheng Sheng Medical Clinic, diagonally opposite the Mihara Stone Boat.
The carriage went straight into the backyard of the clinic.
"We're here, get off."
As soon as Wenwen got out of the car, she smelled the distinctive medicinal scent of the clinic.
There were many shelves by the courtyard wall, with layers upon layers of winnowing baskets piled on them. The baskets contained all sorts of medicinal herbs, which explained the strong smell of herbs; a lot of herbs must have been dried there.
A row of medicine pots were bubbling away under the eaves, emitting a strong medicinal aroma, clearly indicating that a young apprentice was brewing the medicine.
Wen Chengbin was a very curious person. "Uncle, this clinic? It's across the street?"
Ye Jingchuan looked proud.
"Both the clinic and the stone boat belong to my uncle, so what? Isn't my uncle quite versatile and comprehensive?"
Uh!
Several people had three lines on their foreheads.
Medicinal herbs and stones – what Chinese idiom does this represent?
If a patient who comes for medical treatment suffers some mishap, will they blame the stone boat?
I'll just keep this question to myself.
Wenwen didn't forget the main point of her trip, which shows that she inherited her stubbornness from Wen Qilin.
"Uncle, let's hurry up and talk about the issue of quantity."
"Yes, this is an important matter."
Ye Jingchuan led the group around the corner and into a house in the backyard.
As soon as Wenwen stepped into the room, before she could even stand still, Aying started chirping and chirping to pass on a message to her.
At the same time, she was startled by the furnishings of the room.
This room has cabinets on three walls.
On the left is a display cabinet filled with stones, each shelf displaying stones of various colors and shapes.
On the right is a Chinese medicine cabinet, a cabinet from bottom to top, with the names of the medicinal materials written on the outside of the drawers. Judging from the smell, there should be quite a lot of medicinal materials.
The wall facing the entrance is also a display cabinet, filled with medicine pots, jars, and earthenware pots—basically anything used for brewing medicine.
The idiom that had just appeared suddenly leaped out and hovered above her head, as if to verify her idea.
Ye Jingchuan strode to the center of the room, spread his arms, and spun around. "How is it? Don't the medicinal herbs and stones here have a different feel to them?"
At this moment, Wenwen really didn't get her uncle's point, but that didn't stop her from giving a thumbs up and spouting nonsense with a look of agreement: "Medicine and food (stone) have the same origin, and medicine and stones can cure diseases. Uncle is truly a role model for us to learn from."
Suddenly, something familiar in the low corner made her eyes light up.
Wenwen felt a surge of excitement and exclaimed softly, "Big brother, second brother, look!"