Chapter 97

97

the old lady shook her head and murmured to herself, "what kind of hospital is open here? I don't sell medicine, and I don't know how to make money if I have money

The old lady murmured out of the clinic. Qi Rongyue listened, but she didn't hear. She turned around and arranged the paper and pencil medicine boxes on the table. Xueer also came in and made a new bed.

Xueer is not as well cultivated as Qi Rongyue. She can't stand it, so she has to say it. Otherwise, she will feel sad: "Miss, this old lady's mouth is too broken. For a person like her, we shouldn't treat her. Let her go to another doctor!"

Qi Rongyue said: "the treatment is not to sell rouge and water powder. We can't decide whether to treat people according to our own preferences. Don't talk about it in the future!"

Xueer spits out her tongue and says with a smile, "I know!"

In fact, she still knows what kind of person she is. She must hate the old lady as much as she does, but she is open-minded and doesn't care about such a villain.

After cleaning up the clinic, the master and the servant came out and sat back at the clinic.

The man with the number two card hurriedly came forward. Unlike other people, he didn't bring the family to see the doctor, but he was alone.

The man's face was mysterious, and he lowered his voice: "Miss Qi, I'm very strange with this disease, and I don't have any special discomfort. It's just that the tongue suddenly changes color. Look!"

The man opened his mouth and stretched out his tongue. It turned out to be a shade of green, grass and leaves.

Qi Rongyue takes out a wooden stick from the drawer, wraps a piece of white silk cloth around the wooden stick, wipes it on his tongue after wrapping, and the white silk cloth is dyed with a little color, which is the same color as his tongue.

Qi Rongyue threw the wooden stick and the silk cloth into the bucket beside his feet and said: "first, pulse!"

The man hurriedly extended his hand, she single finger clasped the pulse, but when she counted the breath, she had already retracted her hand and said, "what special thing have you eaten recently?"

The man thought for a moment and said, "it's nothing. I've been eating the same food at home recently, but my tongue has changed. Miss Qi, am I suffering from any incurable disease?"

It can be seen that men are very nervous, dead, everyone is afraid!

Qi Rongyue said: "think about it again, and what else did you eat?"

The man thought about it again, and suddenly clapped his thigh and said, "yes, I ate one thing. It was Passiflora that my cousin brought from Persia. It was rare. I only gave one thing to me. I didn't give up to take it out, so I ate it alone. But to be honest, it really didn't taste very good. It was hard to eat. It was very hard to eat!"

"But your tongue changes color after eating that?" Qi Rongyue asked.

The man said: "I'm not sure. I'm a man, unlike a woman who looks at the mirror from time to time. I don't know if the tongue changes color at that time. It took two days to find out."

Qi Rongyue's lips were slightly crooked. He thought of an interesting story when he was a child. In that year, there was an emissary from Persia who brought many things that post had. Among them, there was this passion fruit. It was a kind of green fruit, with two tips and a round middle. After cutting, there was a white pulp inside. It was delicious.

The skin of passion fruit is also a good thing. It can be used to dye cloth. The dyed cloth is green, natural and beautiful. It also exudes a unique fragrance of passion fruit.