HLnovel Chapter 192 Tonight
Chapter 192 Tonight
However, Zhang Zhiwei comforted him, "That can only be said that he is an official doctor."
"Formula... court doctor?"
"Yes, just like the scholar who can only apply examples."
Listening to Zhang Zhiwei's example, Zhu Gaochi instantly understood the meaning of the word "formula".
"Formula... apply examples. Hiss, are you saying that this doctor is incompetent and doesn't know how to prescribe the right medicine?"
"Correct."
"No way? He's a military doctor."
Zhang Zhiwei did not continue speaking, but raised his hand and gestured with his thumb and index finger open,
“Are acupuncture needles this long?”
"correct."
“That’s why I said it’s a formula.
For you, I have to use this."
This time, Zhang Zhiwei used the index fingers of both hands to indicate a length of about twenty centimeters.
"..."
Zhu Gaochi was silent for a while.
"Zhiwei, my dear wife, you are going to die!!"
"How could that be? This is the only way to pierce the right place."
It's not like the entire needle is inserted into the flesh. Including the handle, blank space, etc., it should be at least five or six centimeters longer than an ordinary acupuncture needle to be enough for Pangpang.
Obviously Zhu Gaochi himself understood this. He sighed helplessly and said,
"Actually, if I think about it carefully, Zhiwei, what you said makes sense, but it will be very painful."
"Having a disease doesn't necessarily mean it hurts..."
Excluding pain caused by poor doctor's technique and special circumstances, feeling pain during acupuncture is much better than feeling no pain, and the effect is also better.
By stimulating the acupoints, the joints will feel sore, numb, swollen and heavy, which is called 'getting qi', which means it is in the right place.
However, considering Zhu Gaochi's appearance of being hollow inside and swollen outside, it would take some effort to make him feel sore and numb.
"Yeah, it's better to be painful."
He has been treating this disease since he was a child, and in fact, he even wanted to give up.
Life is a lifetime. If you eat, you will get sick. If you don’t eat, you will also get sick. Why make it hard on yourself?
But Dad was doing this for his own good. He thought that if he lost weight his heart and lungs would be stronger.
At this time, Zhu Gaochi was only sixteen and a half years old, and his mind was far from being calm and collected. Zhang Zhiwei took the opportunity to comfort him,
"Don't panic, let's take it slow. Brother, just follow me for morning exercises and evening walks every day.
Even if we can't lose weight, isn't it good to develop into a strongman?
Brother, what do you want to eat? I'll go to the small kitchen and show you how to cook. We've set such a big goal today, so we have to celebrate. How can we just drink porridge?"
Strongman!
That's another version of being strong and powerful?
In the future, two war horses will carry him, a reckless man comparable to Zhang Fei, to fight the enemy. Aha! And he can also speak with the eloquence of Mr. Zhuge. Just thinking about it makes me excited.
Since we have made such a grand plan today, let’s have a feast to celebrate!
What’s important is not how rich or rare the food is, but that this whole table was made by his wife herself!
"Okay, okay, Zhiwei, I love whatever you cook, but it's just a little oily..."
"Of course, don't worry!"
Zhang Zhiwei's skills have long been honed to perfection, not to mention that the plants that have passed through her hands will be imbued with spiritual energy and have innate "medicinal properties".
Although it cannot cure heart disease, it can strengthen the body.
At least within Zhu Gaochi's given lifespan, he can have a more comfortable survival experience.
With the help of the maids, more than half an hour later, Zhang Zhiwei returned to the main courtyard with a row of servants.
Their main courtyard was named "Kang'an", and the plaque was inscribed by Zhu Di himself.
All I can say is that his fatherly love is very complicated and very restrained. Only someone as smart as Pang Pang would not become abnormal in silence.
This table of food is full of variety, color, aroma and taste.
The white porridge was not wasted, but was added with chicken soup, shredded chicken, Peking's unique pickled ham and a small amount of vegetable slices to make a pot of extremely delicious porridge.
The meat is made into meatballs, which are similar to lion's head meatballs, but the meatballs are kneaded with a lot of vegetables and whole grains to aid digestion.
Dietary fiber is a good thing. For people with a big belly, it is a good ingredient for slowly cleansing the intestines and promoting gastrointestinal motility.
It perfectly demonstrates the essence of what I learned from the hardships I experienced at roadside stalls. If the meatballs are divided into ten equal parts, only two of them are meat.
I stir-fried some seasonal vegetables and seasoned them with all-natural ingredients such as dried shrimp and scallops. I guarantee you’ll want to eat another bite after taking one.
Finally, Zhang Zhiwei used Chinese medicinal grains such as tangerine peel, golden thread vine, coix seed, red bean, and houttuynia cordata to make a pot of dehumidifying tea for Zhu Gaochi.
"Brother, please bring this tea with you to work in the future. Make a pot of it when it is convenient. If it is not convenient, just use a tea bag.
The medicinal power is not much, but it is effective in warming and nourishing the body~"
"Uh-huh!"
Not to mention the delicious dishes on the table, which condensed Zhang Zhiwei's love for him. Even if it was the pickled cucumbers made by his wife herself, he would eat and drink them all without leaving a single bite.
Woo woo woo TAT
Many scholars were saddened, and Zhu Gaochi even wanted to shed a few tears at this time.
The last person who took such meticulous and thoughtful care of him and also cared about his personal needs was probably his mother.
The way Zhang Zhiwei looked at him was different from Guo Qing's.
She had no purpose, and even less thoughts. She just wholeheartedly treated herself and herself, who was called 'Lang Jun', well.
With a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for?
"Come on, my lady, let's toast tonight together!"
Zhu Gaochi held up the health-care tea in his hand, smiled happily and unrestrainedly, and clinked glasses with the fruit drink in Zhang Zhiwei's hand.
Today, Zhu Gaochi was rare to feel full after eating only the second bowl. It was truly magical.
This is another great way to secretly add ingredients containing dietary fiber, whole grains to fill your stomach.
"It's so fragrant!"
Zhu Gaochi drank another cup of tea and praised generously.
"As long as you like it, brother. I'll do it for you in the future." Zhang Zhiwei squinted his eyes and smiled.
"That won't do. Not only did I marry you and not let you enjoy life, but I also made you work in the kitchen every day. We can't do that."
"It's okay. The maids around me are all smart. I'll be the supervisor."
"Well... you should go less often. There's a lot of fumes. How can it hurt your skin?"
"Okay, okay~ But if you need to leave early in the future, Nangong must tell me in advance, and I will prepare a lunch box and tea bags for you.
Go ask the court doctor for some prescriptions for conditioning your body, and I will make medicinal food for you to eat."
While burning incense to remove the odor, Zhang Zhiwei kept nagging at Zhu Gaochi.
"Okay, it's all up to you."
Zhu Gaochi rubbed his belly, enjoying the thoughtfulness very much. He followed Zhang Zhiwei out of the door and started one of his few independent exercises - walking.
The first step is to control your mouth and move your legs.
A simple walk, walking two steps is called a walk, and walking for half an hour is also called a walk.
If Zhu Gaochi's weight had not put pressure on his legs and feet, and walking too much would have put pressure on his knees and joints, Zhang Zhiwei would have held Zhu Gaochi's hand and walked for another hour.