The young marshal is jealous every day Chapter 6

Mu Wan thought it was fun, so she touched it twice. In a blink of an eye, she returned to a hundred years ago. Everything was new to her. She had only seen it on TV before, but she didn’t expect to be there one day. I originally planned to go to the Presidential Palace in Nanjing with my girlfriends in September for a few days, but this is also saved. Now she is a dead person in that world. For people who have no father and no mother, she is really willing to be sad for her. I’m afraid there is only tea language.

Thinking that Cha Yu was saddening her, Mu Wan didn’t feel a pain in her heart. It’s a pity that she was in a different world, and she was no different from Yin and Yang. If she hadn’t grown accustomed to being alone and suddenly came to such a strange environment, I’m afraid. Scared to death.

Mu Wan was sentimentally facing the lamp for a while and walked to the desk. This young lady had also been to the Women’s Medical School before. There was a bookcase made of mahogany carved with peony Xiangfeng in the room. She flipped through it at will and found a few books. Medical books.

If she was still alive in that world, she would be promoted to the director of surgery next month. She would be the youngest director of surgery in the history of the hospital. She drowned before she was promoted. She was still in the children’s area where even children can’t drown. Things are strange, but it’s useless to think too much, but in the end I can only admit that I am unlucky.

Mu Wan flipped through the medical books she was holding, and she was attracted to her before she knew it. Although the things are old, they are new fields that she has never read

. In contrast, Western medicine in this period is still a new thing. The West has just spread Western medicine through missionaries. Because it has just started, everyone in the world is afraid to approach it with a foreign body mentality, even a decent hospital. No, coupled with the government’s inaction and the opposition of local conservative medical practitioners, the development of Western medicine can be described as difficult.

Mu Wan has a bold idea. If Chinese and Western medicine can be combined and applied, it will definitely cure those terminal illnesses that are only minor problems in the 21st century.

Cuijuan entered the room with a bowl of freshly fried soup and saw that she was reading those obscure books, she frowned suspiciously. The young lady heard that the young handsome likes to read. I bought a bookcase and decorated them with so many books. Actually, since the day I bought it, she hasn’t even touched a page of paper. It’s a pity that the young marshal has never set foot here, and I can’t even see it.

Cuijuan was just pretending to be Mu Wan, she walked over and put the medicine on the table, not afraid to disturb her: “Young lady, you just escaped from the dead, the water in the well is cold, and the old lady is afraid that you will catch the cold. I decocted the medicine and brought it over, and asked you to take it on time.”

Mu Wanzheng looked attentively, but didn’t seem to hear it.

Seeing that she had no response, Cuijuan couldn’t help raising her voice: “Young lady, take the medicine.”

Only then did Mu Wan put down the medical book in her hand, and her eyes fell on the bowl of Chinese medicine that exuded a strong smell.

“What kind of medicine is this?”

Cuijuan’s gaze was somewhat dodged, and she answered cautiously: “A medicine for wind and cold.”

Mu Wan picked up the bowl, took it to her mouth and smelled it, and put it back, as if she disliked the smell of this medicine. Smell, frowning fiercely.

Cuijuan said, “Madam Young, is this medicine too bitter?”

Mu Wan raised her bright eyes and looked at Cuijuan, who was a very delicate girl.

This girl was sent by the old lady after she came to Ling Mansion. After following her for a year, it was considered quite satisfactory. There were still a few girls before, and they couldn’t bear her temper running away and scattered.

Cuijuan was clever, and hurriedly brought a plate of candied fruit. The red and yellow fruits were matched together, even beautiful.

“Madam young, this was sent by the old warlord from the capital. Each Bieyuan has a portion. This candied fruit is sweet and delicious. You take medicine and take a few more. It will not be bitter.”

Mu I stretched out my hand in the evening and put it in my mouth. It was made of apricots, sweet but not greasy, with a sweet aftertaste.

It’s so delicious to cry.

She ate one and couldn’t help thinking about the second one. Because Cuijuan was there, she was embarrassed, so she said, “Let it go, I’ll drink it later.”

Cuijuan carefully put the bowl down, not forgetting to tell. One sentence: “Young lady remember to drink, if she falls ill, Cuijuan will be guilty.”