Reborn in a virtual world, before the house was taken away

Chapter 153 Old Master Fang Comes Again

Hu Fangming replied with some disappointment:

"No, I heard that the brigade cadres told them to go back first, and they will give them a reply after the brigade holds a meeting."

However, I think this matter is difficult to handle, and I don't know how Jiang Yun will ultimately deal with it.

If her parents don't take her away, where would be a suitable place to put her?

No one in the brigade is taking care of her!

Feng Qingqing thought to herself, "That's true."

Ultimately, it depends on the decision of the brigade headquarters.

After the three finished their meal, Hu Fangming and He Yong'an went their separate ways.

Feng Qingqing then began to organize the various items she had bought that day.

She set aside the things she bought for He Yong'an, intending to give them to him the next day.

Put your things aside.

Then, the yarn, fabric, and other materials that would be needed soon were placed on the other side.

She doesn't know how to make clothes herself, so she needs to ask an elderly woman in the village who is good at making clothes for help.

She does know how to knit, but she needs to find some time to work quickly and try to finish it before winter.

After tidying up, Feng Qingqing entered her spatial dimension and took out the small stool with a missing leg that she had put in earlier that day.

Looking at the unremarkable little stool, I was surprised to find that it was an item that Kongjian liked.

She took the stool to the counter, turned up the kerosene lamp, and looked closely.

He kept touching this and that.

After a while, she finally noticed something unusual.

The side of the bench was noticeably thicker than the other side.

Although I believed the space wouldn't make a mistake, I was still overjoyed to have it confirmed.

She carefully took a chisel and slowly chipped away at the protruding part on the side.

About 15 minutes later, when she held something that looked like a thumb ring in her hand, her heart pounded wildly.

Even if she were a layman, she could tell that this ring was a good thing; it was blood red all over, and under the light, you could see that there was flowing liquid inside.

Feng Qingqing thought to herself: Even after the reform and opening up, this item should be worth a lot of money in the market.

Without thinking twice, he quickly placed the items into the exchange area in the space, clicked confirm, and the space ejected his consciousness to begin the upgrade.

Seeing that it was still early, she sorted and checked the Chinese medicine she had bought that day for treating Grandpa Fang.

In addition to the herbs she had previously gathered from the mountain.

The Chinese herbal medicine needed to treat Grandpa Fang's migraines has been prepared.

But at this moment, he was thinking that, given the severity of the old man's illness, simply decocting and drinking these Chinese herbs would not be very effective.

Or even to put it another way, it's not very effective!

This is also why the old man had taken many medications without any effect.

It wasn't that the doctor prescribed the wrong medicine, but rather that the old man's chronic illness of several decades was no longer being treated with ordinary medications.

Finally, she came up with a solution: she added a few drops of spiritual spring water to the key ingredients.

Over time, combined with her acupuncture skills, the two approaches will surely yield significant results.

Having made her decision, Feng Qingqing began to take action.

She carefully took out a small amount of spring water from her spatial storage, and with a slight tremor in her right hand, dripped it into the selected medicinal herbs.

It only ended after several repetitions.

After finishing, he leaned back, feeling incredibly burdened.

The preparation of the Chinese medicinal herbs is finally complete; now we just have to wait for the results.

Since the second day is already the third day, I think it will be ready to use tomorrow.

Seeing that it was late, Feng Qingqing finally lay down on the kang (a heated brick bed) to rest.

next day

Grandpa Fang is expected to come today. Although Feng Qingqing went to bed late last night, she drank some spring water from her space after getting up early this morning, so she is in pretty good spirits now.

After breakfast, she sorted through the yarn she had bought the day before at the clinic, preparing to knit a sweater for He Yong'an.

She first rolled the yarn into a ball, and then began to knit.

Around 9:30, Feng Qingqing heard a knock on the door, and she guessed that it might be someone from the Ge family.

I put down the sweater and walked outside, responding as I went:

"Yes, come in."

Sure enough, it was Ge Wentang who walked in.

This time, Ge Wentang was not as casual as before. He did not expect that this girl, at such a young age, could not only greatly alleviate his father's illness, but also effectively treat his father's and his old comrade's illness with a single needle.

This skill is not something an ordinary doctor can possess.

It seems this girl has a bright future ahead of her and is destined for great things!

After exchanging greetings, Feng Qingqing didn't linger. She put the herbs she had prepared the night before into her medicine box, turned around, locked the door, and walked with Ge Wentang towards the Ge family's courtyard.

This time, the two didn't talk as much as before.

After a few casual words, they soon arrived at the Ge family's courtyard.

This time, it was still the same old Mr. Fang and his youngest son, Fang Guangjin, who came.

The two greeted Feng Qingqing with smiles as they approached. Since it was their second time together, they were much more familiar with each other and didn't stand on ceremony like they had last time.

After meeting, Feng Qingqing went straight to the point and asked:

"Sir, how have you been feeling these past few days since your last acupuncture treatment?"

Upon hearing the question, Grandpa Fang laughed heartily, his brows relaxing, and his words were filled with undisguised admiration for her:

"Oh my, young doctor, you are really amazing. I have seen so many doctors and taken countless medicines, but after getting a few needles from you, I have finally felt comfortable for the past few days after all these years."

Now my headache is gone, and I can sleep well at night.

I feel so comfortable all over, thank you so much, doctor.

I'm handing over all my responsibilities to you from now on.

"Do whatever you want, they won't dare say a word."

He said it jokingly.

Although it was said in jest, everyone present could hear the implied entrustment in his words.

Grandpa Ge was also slightly surprised, not expecting that this old fellow would say such things to the girl after only seeing her once.

However, when he glanced at the youngest son next to Grandpa Fang and saw that he was just smiling slightly and didn't react much, he knew that this must have been discussed at home beforehand.

Feng Qingqing remained calm and composed, simply smiling and nodding in greeting:

"I will do my utmost to live up to the old man's trust."

She even jokingly clasped her hands in a fist salute, which made the old man laugh even harder.

Fang Guangjin was very grateful to see that the old man's personality had become much more cheerful these past few days because his migraines had not flared up.

The way he looked at Feng Qingqing softened considerably.

Over the past year, because of his father's illness, he has even made arrangements for his future.

I never expected to run into Feng Qingqing. This is truly a blessing from heaven!

Fang Guangjin felt countless times of relief.

After exchanging a few words with the people in the courtyard, Feng Qingqing reminded the old man to begin treatment.

The three of them went to the same room as before, which was where they had stayed last time.

Without needing anyone to remind him, Grandpa Fang automatically lay down on his own.