Before Jin Shanyao picked two large bundles of herbs and carried them home.
"Courtesy first, then force? Bah... Some people are just meant for force."
You can't reason with them nicely; you just end up making everyone unhappy.
Jin Shanyao tossed the herbs to the shop entrance, greeted Meng Anzhi, and turned to find the bricklayer to prepare the foundation.
Meng Anzhi was too weak to lift it, so she simply squatted at the doorway and sorted the herbs.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Wang Xiaohua from the rouge shop next door, squatting in a corner wiping away tears.
"Sister Xiaohua?"
Upon hearing Meng Anzhi's voice, Wang Xiaohua hurriedly wiped away her tears, put on her veil, bowed her head, called out "Anzhi," and turned to leave.
"Sister Xiaohua, what's wrong?"
Meng Anzhi's question only made things worse. Wang Xiaohua completely lost control of her emotions and burst into tears, squatting on the ground and burying her face in her arms.
In a muffled voice, he said, "I was jilted by my fiancé. He didn't like my acne-covered face and refused to honor the engagement."
Meng Anzhi came to her side to comfort her, "Take off your veil so I can take a look."
Wang Xiaohua refused to look up or remove her veil. "It's incurable. We've been to every major medical clinic in the city, and they all say it's incurable."
The fact that all the medical clinics were at a loss piqued Meng Anzhi's curiosity.
"Sister Xiaohua, come in with me, I think I might have a solution."
After much hesitation, Wang Xiaohua got up and followed Meng Anzhi into the shop, deciding to try anything, even if it seemed hopeless.
Meng Anzhi lifted Wang Xiaohua's veil, revealing a dense mass of fleshy bumps, some just emerging, others about to burst.
Wang Xiaohua said dejectedly, "One batch after another, and even after the bumps disappear, they leave scars. It's been two years, and it just won't get better."
Meng Anzhi, "You have facial sores. Just eat light meals and clear up the internal heat, and they will disappear."
Disappointment flickered in Wang Xiaohua's eyes. "All the doctors say the same thing. They've prescribed medicine and changed my diet, but I'm still not getting better."
"Sister Xiaohua, can you let me take your pulse?"
Seeing that Meng Anzhi was serious, Wang Xiaohua gave in to her wish and placed her hand on the pulse pillow.
After taking her pulse, Meng Anzhi examined her tongue and noted down all the symptoms.
"Sister Xiaohua, wait for me for just one day, and I will definitely be able to cure your illness."
Wang Xiaohua forced a smile, said nothing, and left Anzhi Hall with her head down.
When Jin Shanyao returned, she saw Meng Anzhi flipping through medical books, with prescriptions written on the papers beside her. "Have you encountered a problem?"
Startled, Meng Anzhi looked up abruptly and saw her aunt patting her chest, saying, "The Wang Household's rouge shop next door, Sister Xiaohua has facial sores, and several places haven't been able to cure her. I want to give it a try."
Jin Shanyao sat down beside her, picked up the prescription and examined it one by one, "How is her pulse?"
Meng Anzhi took out the diagnosis booklet, "The pulse is wiry and rapid, especially noticeable in the right Guan position. Red papules and pustules appear one after another, especially distributed around the mouth and forehead."
Oily complexion, accompanied by dry mouth, bitter taste, and sticky, uncomfortable stools.
"The stagnant energy from the stomach and intestines is likely rising to the face along the Yangming Stomach Meridian."
Jin Shanyao her head. "Not bad, you remember it in great detail."
Meng Anzhi smiled brightly, her lips curving into a radiant smile, after receiving the praise.
"Can you find the answer by flipping through these medical books?"
Meng Anzhi, "I'd like to try a combination of internal and external treatments. The prescription is already written, but I'm not sure if it's suitable for my condition. I'd like you to take a look."
Jin Shanyao took the prescription and glanced at it. "Go and call Xiaohua over. I need to have a follow-up check-up."
Meng Anzhi got up and went to the next room, returning a moment later with Wang Xiaohua.
Wang Xiaohua forced an awkward smile, then suddenly remembered that she was still wearing a veil, which made it impossible to see the Jin Shanyao. She quickly reached out and took it off.
After Jin Shanyao comforted you, "This is a minor problem. Anzhi has already prescribed the medicine. Take the oral medication once a day, and have Anzhi deliver the external application to you tomorrow."
Wang Xiaohua's eyes lit up suddenly, and she said excitedly, " Shopkeeper Jin, do you think my illness can be cured?"
Jin Shanyao and said, "Of course, it's not a serious illness. Trust us, let's go back quickly."
Meng Anzhi handed the medicine packet to Wang Xiaohua Wang Xiaohua, who asked awkwardly, "How much? I'll pay you now."
Meng Anzhi smiled and said, "No need, we're neighbors. Just help me spread the word when you get better."
Wang Xiaohua patted her chest and assured them, "Don't worry, I won't do anything. I'll just stand at the door and tell everyone I meet how wonderful Anzhi Hall."
After Wang Xiaohua left, Meng Anzhi noticed her aunt staring intently at her, and her heart suddenly jumped. "What's wrong? Did you pick the wrong herbs?"
"No... I just feel that Anzhi has grown up and seems to no longer need me."
Meng Anzhi breathed a sigh of relief and retorted, "Why wouldn't I need that? Even at my seventies or eighties, my aunt still needs to help me with my follow-up appointments."
Jin Shanyao was stunned... What a vicious Curse... Bah! Bah! Bah!
The next day, Meng Anzhi brought the prepared ointment to the neighbor's house. Wang Xiaohua was washing clothes in the yard. When she saw Meng Anzhi come in, she quickly got up, called out "Anzhi," and stared longingly at the things in Meng Anzhi's hands.
Meng Anzhi handed her the porcelain bottle and smiled, "Apply it to your face twice a day, morning and night."
Wang Xiaohua's eyes were expectant, "Can I apply it now?"
"Okay, I'll help you..." Meng Anzhi led her to sit down and applied the ointment little by little to Wang Xiaohua's face.
Wang Xiaohua felt a cool, comfortable sensation on her face, and she squinted, not daring to speak.
Even when Meng Anzhi left, she simply waved goodbye.
When Xiaohua returned from grocery shopping, she saw her daughter sitting in the yard with a green face and gasped in shock.
"You brat, putting all sorts of stuff on your face! Aren't you afraid your face will rot? Go wash it off right now..."
Wang Xiaohua stiffened her neck, pouted, and mumbled, "No, this is the prescription Anzhi Hall gave me. They said my illness is easy to cure."
Xiaohua's mother poked Wang Xiaohua's head with her finger, "You brat, are you stupid? A doctor from a county, how can he be as good as one from the prefectural city?"
They're using you as practice.
"What's wrong with practicing? As long as it can heal my face, I'm willing to let them practice on me," he said, and walked out with his green face, only to be stopped by Xiaohua's mother in a flash.
"Where are you going? You dare scare away my customers? I'm not finished with you! Go and prepare the vegetables..."
Wang Xiaohua took the earthen basket, gave a soft hum, and turned to sit under the eaves.
Xiaohua turned and went to the shop, finding her husband. "Do you think the neighbors might be up to something? They've only moved here a few days ago, and they're already so kind as to treat our child's face."
Shopkeeper Wang glared at her, " Shopkeeper Jin took her pulse and prescribed medicine, just to harm Xiaohua."
What happened to Xiaohua? Did she jump into a well with her child? Stop speculating all the time.
Xiaohua's mother was uneasy and kept a close eye on Wang Xiaohua for several days, fearing something might happen. But instead of keeping an eye on her, she noticed something was amiss.
" Xiaohua, the pimples on your face seem to have decreased."
Wang Xiaohua paused while washing her face, hurriedly grabbed a handkerchief, wiped her face haphazardly a couple of times, and ran to the bronze mirror to examine herself from all sides. "Mother... Mother, it's really too little."
Wang Xiaohua excitedly hugged her Xiaohua, Xiaohua leaned back in disgust, saying, "Get off me, don't get me all wet."