Fang Zheng wrote the prescription and asked someone to find a thin wooden board. He had to apply the medicine to Aunt Jin's leg before fixing it.

On one side, Fang Zheng asked someone to get the medicine. On the other side, Xi Qing had just arrived at the door carrying the panting doctor.

The doctor was a bit old and could not keep up with Xi Qing's pace. He was almost pulled to the ground by Xi Qing several times. Xi Qing was anxious and had to carry the doctor over quickly.

After meeting Fang Zheng, Xi Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sir, my subordinate failed to protect the old woman, please punish me." Xi Qing stepped forward, knelt in front of Fang Zheng, cupped his fists and said.

Fang Zheng raised his hand, "I already know the reason for this."

Before Xi Qing came back, Feng Qing had already told Fang Zheng the whole story, and Fang Zheng had someone capture the thief and send him to the government office.

Feng Qing felt that it was her fault that she had her own way and did not let Xi Qing follow.

Xi Qing still blamed himself, "Please punish me, sir."

If the adults do not punish him, he will feel uneasy.

"Then go back and get ten pieces of punishment." These subordinates were personally selected by him and could not be more sincere to him. Fang Zheng also knew them well, so he let them receive their punishment.

Xi Qing was really relieved and said in a bright voice: "Yes."

Fang Zheng asked the doctor to come over and take Aunt Jin's pulse again.

No matter how many medical skills he saw, it would always be just words on paper, and he would not allow Aunt Jin to make any mistakes.

When the old doctor learned that Fang Zheng was Lord Zhizhou, he originally complained that Xi Qing almost lifted his old bones, but now he dared not speak. He trembled and wanted to kneel down, but was supported by Yang Bingdong.

"Please check my mother-in-law's pulse."

The old doctor nodded repeatedly, stepped forward, and tremblingly felt Aunt Jin's pulse.

"Don't be afraid, old man. We adults are the most reasonable. You just need to concentrate on diagnosing the pulse." Even though he didn't have medical skills, Yang Bingdong saw the old doctor trembling like that and knew that diagnosing the pulse like this was inaccurate. He tried to lower his voice to advise.

Maybe Yang Bingdong seemed too loyal, so the old doctor slowly calmed down.

Shaoqing, he took back his hand and replied respectfully: "The old lady's leg bone is lacerated and needs to be recuperated. I saw the old lady's injury and it still needs to be bandaged."

"Will this injury leave any sequelae?" Feng Qing held Aunt Jin's hand. This was what she was most worried about.

The old doctor did not dare to raise his head. He replied: "Don't move too much during the rest period, and you will recover. However, the old lady is no older than the young people, so you should pay more attention in the future."

"Let's make a prescription." Fang Zheng ordered.

The doctor nodded repeatedly, wrote the prescription and said: "I don't know what you know. I have an ancestral prescription for treating bruises and injuries. If you trust me, I will personally boil the medicine for the old woman and apply it."

superior."

Fang Zheng looked at the prescription and found that there was only one more medicine than what he prescribed, but it was this medicine that made the medicine more effective.

"So good."

The old doctor was completely relieved.

It was an hour after the old doctor took care of Aunt Jin's injuries.

"Qing Qing, don't worry, it doesn't hurt anymore after taking the medicine." Some pain-relieving herbs were added to the medicine. Although the pain was still faint, it was bearable, and Aunt Jin's complexion also improved.

"It's all my fault." Feng Qing never let go of her hand. She fed and drank Aunt Jin's medicine.

"What nonsense are you talking about? That thief is too reckless." Aunt Jin scratched Feng Qing's nose and said with a smile, "Don't cry, Tuanzi is still watching."

Tuanzi has been sitting obediently next to Aunt Jin. He stared at Aunt Jin's legs, his little face wrinkled, full of heartache, "Grandma, it doesn't hurt, Tuanzi blows."

While the family was there, Yang Bingdong and the others withdrew.

This time Feng Qing's identity cannot be hidden.

"Ms. sir, if someone guesses that the shop is mine, will it affect you?" Feng Qing was also worried that someone would use the shop to trick Fang Zheng.

"No problem." It was only a matter of time before someone found out. Fang Zheng was more concerned about today's events at the moment, "Did anything unusual happen before and after the thief knocked down Aunt Jin?"

Feng Qinglai thought about it several times and couldn't think of anything wrong.

Just as she was about to shake her head, she added: "After Xi Qing went to ask the doctor, a young lady came over to help. She took Aunt Jin's pulse and her explanation was similar to your diagnosis. I don't trust others, so I didn't agree to her taking Jin's place."

Aunt bandaged it."

"Madam, do you still remember her appearance?"

"Her face is covered with gauze, but she must be very beautiful." Feng Qing couldn't help but frowned when he thought of the woman in purple.

"Madam, what's wrong?"

"I can't tell, I just think that lady is weird." Feng Qing shook his head. The lady wanted to treat Aunt Jin's injury, but she had good intentions after all. Feng Qing couldn't say anything bad at the moment.

"That's all. My husband will let someone find her."

"That young lady is a little indifferent." Feng Qing never held back in front of Fang Zheng, "I don't know if it's right or not, but I just find it strange that there is no compassion in the young lady's eyes, but she still wants to help Aunt Jin."

"Leave this matter to your husband, and don't think too much about it, lady."

Unable to figure it out, she put it down, and Feng Qing's thoughts turned to Aunt Jin.
Chapter completed!