After buying the donkey hide, remove the hair, soak it, wash it clean, cut it into finger-sized strips, and put them into boiling water. Once the donkey hide curls, take it out and set it aside.
Poor Mr. Xie has been working on this all day, and he slls terrible. He’s almost depressed.
If Lin Miao hadn’t promised him a rebate, he would have thrown in the towel.
If it’s just making E-Jiao, it’s much simpler.
But if it’s to produce the renowned "Dong’e" E-Jiao, so dicinal herbs must be added, like red ginseng, cooked rehmannia, codonopsis, red dates, hawthorn, etc.
You can also add other dicinal herbs as needed.
This is being prepared for our senior sister, so the taste must be the best.
The process of simring not only takes a long ti but also tests the control of the heat, so for this first batch, Lin Miao is supervising the entire process.
The big pot and tools originally used for making tofu at ho are also being utilized, so at least they’re not being wasted.
But simring E-Jiao requires three days and nights, and the heat must be well-managed, neither hurried nor delayed, needing to be watched over constantly.
...
"Master, you’re awake."
Long Po slowly opened her eyes and, seeing that it was already dark outside the window, asked in surprise, "Yanran, how long have I been asleep?"
"It has been eight hours since the surgery started."
"I’ve slept this long?" Long Po exclaid in surprise and tried to get up, only to discover that half of her body wouldn’t move, as if it was trapped in a jacket.
"Master, please don’t move. If the bone shifts, you’ll have to endure today’s pain all over again," Qin Yanran quickly said.
"Wasn’t Mr. Lin supposed to operate on ? Is this what he calls surgery?" Long Po asked, puzzled.
"He used a knife to open up your shoulder, removed the broken bones inside, and then used steel nails to fix the fractured bones in place. It will take about half a year for your bones to heal and the nails to be removed."
"Half a year, I don’t have half a year..." In a rush of anxiety, once the anesthesia wore off, the heart-wrenching pain struck again.
Even with profound skills, the pain made her face change dramatically.
"Master, healing bones and tendons takes a hundred days; your fracture is a comminuted one, so it won’t be better in less than half a year," Qin Yanran said. "Also, it’s best if you don’t try to regulate your breathing recently to avoid unpredictable consequences."
"Yanran, are you in cahoots with that boy nad Lin?"
"Master, you’ve wronged . I went to great lengths to find soone to treat you, and yet you suspect . You’re making feel disheartened!" Qin Yanran said, aggrieved.
"Did that boy really say that?"
"Of course, Master; didn’t you, in front of him, intend to betroth to him?"
"Have you also given this so thought?" Long Po snorted coldly.
"Considering his revealed abilities, being with him would not be a bad match. It’s much better than being with so people in the sect."
"You know the rules of the sect; disciples are not allowed to marry outside and can only intermarry internally unless you can bring him into the sect," Long Po said.
"Master, what if I serve him cooked rice first?" Qin Yanran said with a charming smile.
"That boy is as cunning as a fox; I fear it won’t be easy for him to climb into your bed!"
"If he doesn’t co, I’ll go to him," Qin Yanran said, puffing out her chest.
"Be careful not to play with fire," Long Po snorted, now lying on the soft couch, unable to move.
...
Dongshan City·Benefit People Pharmacy.
"Xia, you finally decided to co to the consultation today?" Xia Yuan’s appearance surprised his colleagues at Benefit People Pharmacy, as he had been on leave resting at ho since the physician’s examination.
Everyone knew what happened during the "physician’s examination." He was at the center of public opinion, taking a couple of days off to rest was understandable.
Benefit People Pharmacy has three renowned doctors and doesn’t lack him for consultations.
"I’ve rested enough; I can’t avoid coming back forever." Xia Yuan laughed, knowing that people thought it was a joke that his daughter Xia Zhu had beco a student of Lin Miao, but only he knew how lucky he was. Lin Miao’s dical skills surpassed his own, and even the fad doctors of Dongshan City were no match for him.
If Lin Miao were just slightly better, it would make him uncomfortable, but the gap is so wide that he can only look up in admiration; the only option is to lie flat.
Those of you who laugh at now will understand that I have already surpassed you.
"Is Mr. Tian around? I’m here to cancel my leave."
"The master was called out for a consultation early in the morning and probably won’t be back until noon," Mr. Tian’s disciple replied.
"Alright, I’ll co by at noon then," Xia Yuan responded. Even if the governnt approved, it would take ti to reach Dongshan City.
The impact of the physician’s examination was still there. Xia Yuan resud his consultancy, but the number of patients seeking him had significantly reduced. Apart from those who had always trusted his dical skills, new patients, upon knowing the situation, chose to go to others instead.
So, the workload has noticeably decreased, giving Xia Yuan more ti to organize his past dical case reviews.
These dical cases are a summary of a physician’s lifeti experience, especially the experiences of renowned doctors, which are quite precious.
He made a decision to selectively organize these cases to make them representative.
He didn’t have ti before, but now he does.
Reflecting on his life, it’s not a bad idea to make a periodic summary, so that one day he doesn’t just disappear without a trace.
...
Lin Miao ca again to check Bai Feng’s pulse.
"Auntie’s pulse is basically stable, but during the recovery period, extra attention should be paid to diet, with a focus on liquid foods. You can incorporate so nutritious soup that aids recovery, such as fish soup, and avoid spicy food," Lin Miao prescribed after checking Bai Feng’s pulse again.
"Sanshui, thank you. If it weren’t for you, my mother might not have gotten through this..." Su Chen was extrely grateful.
"Co on, Mr. Su treats as a brother, and a brother’s mother deserves my utmost effort," Lin Miao chuckled. In life, one must make so friends who truly understand them; otherwise, life would be so lonely.
"Say no more; from now on, no matter what it is, with just one word from you, I, Su Chen, would go to any lengths!"
"You better take good care of Auntie." Lin Miao nodded.
If he knew that the enemy who hurt his mother was next door in Huaye Tower, who knows what trouble might ensue. Forget it, it’s better not to tell him.
Not knowing can also be a blessing.
...
"Continue taking the dicine, and keep the diet as light as possible. People of this age should avoid greasy food as it is not good for their health."
"Absolutely no alcohol, otherwise, if recovery is slow or any complications appear, I won’t be responsible..."
"Mr. Lin, rest assured, I will supervise Master and not let her touch alcohol." Qin Yanran spoke softly and obediently like a kitten.
"Mrs. Qin, your tone is making people uncomfortable now." This soft-spoken manner seems like a change in personality.
"I used to speak that way because of my position. Running this large Huaye Tower, if I didn’t act a bit fierce, how could I make so many people obey?"
"Mrs. Qin, please be more respectful, stop touching, otherwise, I won’t be responsible for Master’s follow-up treatnt. Don’t forget, she still has three steel pins in her shoulder!" Lin Miao slightly backed off a half step, and Qin Yanran’s hand slipped off his shoulder.
"It’s almost dinner ti, how about staying for a al? You saved my Master, and I haven’t properly thanked you yet..."
"Thanks, but I’ll skip the al." Lin Miao quickly strapped on the dicine kit, skillfully opened the secret passage in the study room, and swiftly left.
This female devil is getting more and more audacious, not only making verbal provocations but also going hands-on. He’s still a young boy; how could he let her take advantage?
"Huh, running faster than a rabbit. Do you think I could eat you?"
"Getting anxious, huh? From the looks, it seems like you want to devour him. If I were a man, I’d run too!" Long Po lay on the soft couch and couldn’t help but tease when she saw the "peeved" expression on Qin Yanran’s face as she entered.
"Aren’t all the n who co to Huaye Tower for fun like this?" Qin Yanran sneered disdainfully, "I don’t believe he can hold out for long?"
"You want to use the tricks of the won under you to deal with him, right?"
"Why, can’t I?"
"The tricks of your won may work on lustful n, but not on him. Despite his young age, he is shrewd, haven’t you noticed? When interacting with you, he seems mature, unlike a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy?"
"Indeed, sotis I have an illusion that when facing him, it feels like being seen through."
"He is guarded against us everywhere, not giving you any chance. This kid is indeed remarkable." Long Po said, "They say a shallow pond can’t raise a dragon, but this saying may not be absolute."
"Master, should I continue?" Qin Yanran asked humbly, serving hot tea.
"Yanran, are you serious?"
"Doesn’t Master hope so too?"
"He has strong desires for control and possession. If you truly get emotionally entangled with him, you might find it hard to break free in this lifeti. Have you thought it through? He’s an entire round younger than you!" Long Po solemnly warned Qin Yanran.
"Master, do you have no confidence in your disciple?"
Long Po glanced at Qin Yanran obliquely: "You might be able to overpower him for now, but in the future, he is bound to surpass you; it’s just a matter of ti."
"And yet you suggested introducing him to the sect?" Qin Yanran pouted.
"Talents like him are naturally needed in Moon Worship Sect. If he grows into a senior role in the sect in the future, it will benefit both you and ," Long Po said.
"Aren’t you worried about him being ambitious?"
"Ambition, everyone has it, but no matter how great the ambition is, it needs matching strength. No matter how formidable he is, he can’t beat the Saint Heir. If we can recruit him into the sect, we can plan ahead, finding a suitable assistant for the Saint Heir!" Long Po said.
They’ve been searching for the Saint Heir for ten years; maybe he’s lost.
Neither the master nor the disciple broke that layer of topic.
User Comments
0 comments from readers