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Chapter 131 The drug takes effect

After deciding to let Xiaocao'er and Damao stay at Zheng's house, Old Lady Yang took the others home.

Before getting on the carriage, she told Damao to take good care of his sister, and said to Xiaocao'er, "Xiaocao'er, you must follow your big brother, understand? You should sleep with your big brother. Grandma is worried about you sleeping alone, understand? Grandma will come to pick you up tomorrow morning."

Xiao Cao nodded repeatedly and agreed to whatever Old Lady Yang said.

Old Mrs. Yang looked at Xiao Cao'er who couldn't stop moving her head and sighed in her heart: Alas, I have said so much in vain, I don't know how many of what I said can be heard. Forget it, forget it, my granddaughter is grown up, I can't control her, I can't control her at all.

Mr. Zheng slept until the afternoon and did not drink the boiled medicine. Uncle Quan asked someone to keep it warm. He also followed Xiao Cao'er's advice and said it was best to eat something to fill the stomach before taking the medicine, so he kept the porridge warm.

When Mr. Zheng woke up, his first reaction was to swallow his saliva and feel the condition of his throat.

Well, I feel a little dry and thirsty. It must be because I haven’t had any water for a while.

Zheng Huaming and the others were in the yard, chatting and waiting, while Uncle Quan was waiting in the dormitory.

Hearing the noise, Uncle Quan hurried forward to wait on him and asked, "Old man, how do you feel? Are you feeling any discomfort?"

"I'm thirsty. Pour me a glass of water first." Mr. Zheng said as he stood up.

Uncle Quan picked up the tea on the table out of habit, but then he remembered what Xiaocaoer said that it was best not to drink tea when taking medicine when sick, so he put it down again. He turned aside, picked up the warm water on the stove, poured a cup and handed it to Mr. Zheng.

Mr. Zheng drank some water and felt the condition of his throat again. Well, it was a little better. "What time is it now?

"It was the end of the afternoon, and the old man had the best sleep in the past few days." Uncle Quan replied with a smile.

The people outside the yard heard the noise inside and walked in together.

Xiao Cao'er ran the fastest, rushing in like a little rocket and asking, "Grandpa Zheng, you're awake now. How are you? Are you feeling better?"

"I feel better now. I don't feel as bad as before." Seeing how nervous she was, Mr. Zheng knew that she really wanted to know about his condition. If he really felt unwell, she would find a way to deal with it immediately. This was agreed upon before she let him take the medicine.

As soon as Zheng Huaming came in and heard his grandfather's words, he was overjoyed, "Really? Are you really feeling better?"

"It's true." He handed the cup in his hand to Uncle Quan, "Another one."

"Grandpa Zheng needs to drink more warm water. If you drink more warm water, your throat will not hurt." Xiao Caoer said

After Zheng Huaming told his servants to invite the doctor over, he teased Xiao Cao, "Oh, you know a lot."

"Not much, just a little bit." Xiao Cao'er is a little older now and is not as proud as before.

Now the way she speaks and acts is still a bit like a little lady, except at certain times.

After a while, the doctor came over. He first looked at the old man's face, then took the old man's hand and took his pulse.

After a while, he put down the old man's hand and looked at the old man's throat again. Looking at the condition of the old man's throat, he was surprised. According to the previous situation, even if he drank the medicine, it would not be so fast. It could only control the condition of the throat and prevent it from getting worse. It would never be like the current situation, where it is almost healed.

I thought so in my heart, but I said, "The situation has improved. It is better than the last time I took my pulse."

"The medicine is working. So continue taking the prescription you received at noon. There's no need to prescribe another one." The doctor said as he put away the pulse pillow.

Zheng Huaming: Is it true that the prescription I prescribed at noon worked? Didn't you prescribe the same prescriptions for the previous few days? Why didn't they work and the condition got worse? Why did today's prescription work? Did you hide it and didn't try your best before? Is it because you are doing your best now?

Qi Xingyun pushed Zheng Huaming who was in a daze, and Zheng Huaming quickly replied, "Then I'll listen to you."

Then he asked Uncle Quan to send the person back to the yard.

After they left, Zheng Huaming asked, "What happened?"

He knew exactly whether his grandfather had taken the medicine at noon. The medicine prescribed by the doctor was still being boiled, but his grandfather fell asleep and did not wake up until now. The medicine had been warming in the small kitchen next door, but the doctor told him that the medicine was effective. Did he really think he was a fool?

Xiaocao'er and Damao said nothing, but they were not embarrassed either.

Damao ignored him and turned around to pour Mr. Zheng a glass of warm water.

Zheng Huaming was so angry. I couldn't even know about my grandfather's situation? I'm his grandson.

He wanted to know the truth, but no one paid attention to him. Qi Xingyun took pity on him and pulled him aside to talk to him for a while. He was surprised, happy and unbelievable, but finally calmed down.

Damao went out and asked someone to bring a bowl of porridge. Mr. Zheng had slept for such a long time and had only a little food at noon, so he would definitely be hungry when he woke up.

Xiao Caoer spoke to Mr. Zheng in a low voice, asked him how he felt now, and asked Uncle Quan to light a lamp for her, as she wanted to see what was going on with Mr. Zheng's throat.

The situation is indeed much better than at noon. "Well, drink the porridge and take the medicine again, and then take it again at the hour of Hai. We'll see how it goes tomorrow. How do you do?" Xiao Cao'er said and looked at everyone.

No one had any objection to her arrangement. "Okay, I'll do as you say."

Who could have an opinion? They didn't understand the medicine she took out, so they had to listen to her.

In the evening, everyone had dinner together at Mr. Zheng's place. After dinner, Damao chatted with Mr. Zheng for a while, and then he took his sister back to the yard where he usually lived.

As soon as the brother and sister left, the three of them were speechless for a while.

After a long while, Mr. Zheng said, "These two drugs are really effective. If they can be produced, the people will suffer less."

"Yes, this disease is sometimes very urgent. If it is not treated in time, it will endanger life. At noon, the doctor also said that if there is inflammation, it may cause fever. Once a fever occurs, it will be easier to treat."

Qi Xingyun sighed and said that he was glad that Xiaocao had such medicine, otherwise Mr. Zheng would be in danger.

Zheng Huaming: “I don’t know if they have a prescription.”

"Even with a prescription, it may not necessarily achieve the same effect as today. Not to mention the spray-on ones, can you make the ingestible ones like this?" Mr. Zheng asked.

Zheng Huaming: He really can’t. When the old man was taking the medicine just now, he saw those two things with his own eyes. Let alone two of them, he can’t even make one of them now.

Another period of silence