After hearing this, Ling Zhiyan understood in her heart that the prescription was given by her, and the time was almost done, so she said, “Then I’ll take a look.” Then she followed Aunt Ling to Fuqiyuan.
The weather was cold, and the Fuli flowers in Fuli Courtyard were also defeated. Without the green leaves, Xiaochi
Yan Suluo had woken up at this moment, but she kept moaning. The wound on her legs was so itchy that she couldn’t stand it!
When Ling Zhiyan came in, Yan Suluo seemed to see the last straw. Sweat beads were condensed on her forehead. She held Ling Zhiyan’s hand and said weakly: “Cousin, cousin, save me, me!”
Ling Zhiyan gently patted Yan
Suluo’s hand and said, “It’s okay, I’ll take a look first.” As she said that, she slowly put down the pulse pillow. After diagnosing the pulse, she said, “It’s okay, only the wound with excessive fire will feel uncomfortable. She has to eat lighter these days. After raising it for more than half a month, it will be better.”
Aunt Ling could also see that Yan Suluo’s wound was healed, but suddenly this was very puzzled.
Yan Suluo shook her head heavily and said, “Cousin, cousin, I really can’t stand it anymore. I really can’t help but catch it!”
Ling Zhiyan pretended to be thinking, and then said to Aunt Ling, “Even if that’s the case, this ointment may have to be replaced! Everyone has different physical constitutions, and the same ointment may have different effects after using it.
Aunt Ling nodded and said, “Change, you must change it. If this continues, Suluo may really not be able to bear it!” She was worried about the prescription that Ling Zhiyan prescribed before, and asked the doctor. Everyone said that this prescription was a good prescription, and now she completely believed in Ling Zhiyan.
Ling Zhiyan walked to the table and slowly wrote it. She stopped to think about it after writing two strokes. Inside her ears was the painful moan of Yan Suluo’s life was worse than death, which made her writing slower.
Aunt Ling was anxious when she saw Ling Zhiyan being so slow and urged, “Are you okay?” If she slowed down, Yan Suluo was about to faint again.