Chapter 421 Eat more of what you like
Shen Wenchen didn't pick up his son's collar, and just let him cry once in a while.
The little baby whimpered and cried for a while. He had just eaten. Now he was tired of crying, so he lay in Nanzhi's arms.
The little baby had her hair in two buns, her fair and tender face covered with tears, just lying in Nanzhi's arms.
Seeing her son like this, Nanzhi felt unspeakably uncomfortable.
"Nannan, are you okay?" Shen Wenchen was afraid that Nanzhi would be tired from being pressed down by Shen Zhiyu, so he only reached out to pick him up.
"It's okay, Zhiyu is not heavy, I can just hold him." Nanzhi shook his head, with a look of doting on his face.
"If you are tired, just tell me." His wife did not let go, and Shen Wenchen stopped moving, only saying with a worried look on his face.
"Okay, I know." Nanzhi touched Zhiyu's face and agreed softly.
She felt strange now.
She had no system or any spiritual spring, and the old man and Xiao He were nowhere to be seen. All she could do was to use soldiers to block the water and cover it up with earth.
Maybe I have the luck to escape this disaster?
There are several medicine boys and disciples in Jihe Hall who are preparing medicine. Wang Jingzhi has learned a lot now, so Mr. Qian and the others asked him to be a small steward.
As a newlywed, Wang Jingzhi's face was very rosy. When he saw Nanzhi and Shen Wenchen coming in, he was stunned for a moment.
"Brother Shen, Sister Nanzhi... what are you doing?"
Wang Jingzhi frowned, looked at the two of them carefully, and finally stopped at Nanzhi.
"Sister Nanzhi, why do you look so bad?"
Obviously when we met a few days ago, Sister Nanzhi looked pretty good.
How could he lose such weight all of a sudden in just half a month?
"Jingzhi, is your master here?"
Shen Wenchen looked around and didn't see Qian and Sun, so he asked.
"Yes, they are resting in the backyard." Wang Jingzhi nodded. He wanted to say that the master and the others had said they would not pick up patients today, but when someone asked, they said they had gone out of the city.
But now it was his acquaintances who came, so Wang Jingzhi simply let them in.
"Thank you."
Shen Wenchen looked a little serious, and went to the backyard while supporting Nanzhi.
One of the medicine boys didn't know why, so he just scratched his head and asked Wang Jingzhi why he let the person in.
Turning to look at the backs of the two of them, Wang Jingzhi sighed and whispered to his junior brothers: "That woman is my savior, and the man is the lord of Yancheng."
The little drug boy nodded blankly and asked hesitantly: "Is it because of their identities?"
"No." Wang Jingzhi denied it flatly. Seeing him like this, the little drug boy became even more confused.
His face, which was originally white and fat, was suddenly filled with doubts.
"The city lord has been the master's medicine man for two years. This is what our master owes me."
Wang Jingzhi feels a little want to laugh when he thinks back to the "little green man" he accidentally saw in the backyard of the hospital.
Who would have thought that this man who is so decisive and killing now would be lying there covered in green?
Mr. Qian and Mr. Sun were having a great time playing chess, but when they looked up they saw two figures.
Mr. Qian's mouth dropped, knowing that it was his apprentice who let him in. But when he saw who it was, he could only put down the chess piece in his hand resignedly.
"Why is the city lord here?"
Mr. Qian straightened his wrinkled clothes and then spoke cheerfully.
"Mr. Qian, Mr. Sun." Shen Wenchen was not an unreasonable person. He bowed first and then explained his origin.
"My wife has been feeling a little weak lately, so I asked Mr. Qian to take a look at her."
Upon hearing this, Mr. Qian just looked at Nanzhi and recognized her as the benefactor of his unlucky apprentice, and then opened his eyes slightly.
He still remembered that this little girl was the one who was diagnosed with rootless veins a few months ago.
"Girl, come here."
Qian Lao looked at her expression and then waved to Nanzhi.
Nanzhi didn't hesitate, and took a few steps towards him obediently, and finally sat on a stool nearby.
Shen Wenchen was filled with unspeakable worries, but he could only stay with Nanzhi quietly.
Seeing him like this, Mr. Sun simply joined in.
Mr. Qian stretched out his hand to feel Nanzhi's pulse, his gray eyebrows almost wrinkled into a mess.
This little girl's pulse is a little too superficial.
"Girl, what have you eaten recently? Or where have you been?"
Nanzhi thought about it carefully, and finally shook his head.
She is either in a restaurant or at home these days.
I haven't eaten anything weird or been to other places.
"That's strange." Mr. Qian frowned and withdrew his hand.
He just frowned and thought about what was going on.
"Mr. Qian, I wonder what's going on with my wife?" As soon as she saw him frowning, Shen Wenchen felt very nervous.
Seeing him starting to stroke his beard now, Shen Wenchen's heart almost jumped into his throat.
When I was working as a medicine man for them, every time I encountered any problems, the money always looked like this.
"It's nothing serious." Mr. Qian waved his hands, knowing that his expression just now was a bit misleading, so he explained.
"There is nothing wrong with this girl's body, but her pulse is weak and a little unstable."
"Then what impact does this have?" Before Nanzhi could speak, Shen Wenchen had already asked.
"It's nothing serious, but you have to pay more attention to her in the past two months. It's best to let her recuperate at home to avoid being frightened.
If there is anything she wants to eat, give it to her. It is best to eat nourishing food on weekdays to avoid being overwhelmed. "
After hearing his instructions, Shen Wenchen's expression did not look good, but instead became more and more gloomy.
Even Nanzhi also froze, never expecting it to be so serious.
"You kid, you can't bear to part with me, can you?" After not seeing Shen Wenchen answer for a long time, Mr. Qian looked at him in surprise.
Now that you have become a city lord, you are not even willing to give your wife some good food?
No wonder when I became a medicine man, I wanted to stuff wounded people to myself every day. It turned out that I was very good at it.
"Mr. Qian, please save my wife." Shen Wenchen was about to kneel down as he spoke. Fortunately, Mr. Sun, who was watching the excitement from the side, acted quickly and caught her.
But Shen Wenchen was tall and strong, and his decisive movement almost pulled Mr. Sun out of the way.
"What are you doing?" Mr. Qian knew that his old man had a bad waist, so he quickly helped the person sit down, while not forgetting to complain.
"It's not life-saving. Your wife has a baby in her belly. I want you to give her some good food to replenish her body."
Mr. Qian glared at Shen Wenchen, his beard almost rising to the sky.
Hearing his words, Shen Wenchen was completely dumbfounded. He only kept the motion of whether to kneel or not, looking stupid.
"I'm going to...be a father?"
"Get up quickly..." Nanzhi gently pinched the flesh on his arm, and then spoke with some embarrassment.
This man is really stupid.