Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 293 Taboos

"I don't dare to call myself a genius. It's just that my family is poor and I don't have many books. I just read the Four Books over and over again." Yuan Qing replied coldly and handed over the bracelet, "Can you take this bracelet back now?"

Chen Yunze smiled awkwardly, "A bracelet is not worth much, but Master Yuan's plan is worth a thousand gold."

Yuan Qing didn't want to waste time talking to him, so she just put the gold bracelet on the table, picked up the paper and threw it into the charcoal basin next to her.

"Mr. Yuan, what are you doing?" Chen Yunze subconsciously reached out to stop him.

Yuan Qing dodged his outstretched hand and watched the flames completely burn the paper. Then he looked at Chen Yunze: "I have never been to your Chen family today. Apart from what happened on the first day of the new year, I have no dealings with your Chen family."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Chen Yunze was stunned at first, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

The Chen family didn't want anyone to know about this matter.

After coming out of Chen's house, Yuan Qing looked back at the Chen's mansion, and the words "Chen Mansion" hanging high above the door. He sneered, then turned and left.

Near noon, Song Ying put down her book and prepared to cook with Lin Wenxuan. She took a bowl of rice and was about to pour it into the pot when she thought of Madam Fang's family. She looked up and asked, "Brother, will Madam Fang and her family eat with us?"

Earlier, when Han Zhijie was still unconscious, Madam Fang had to watch over him all the time and had no time to take care of anything else, so Doctor Ma asked the mother and daughter to eat with them.

But now that Han Zhijie has woken up, Song Ying thought it would be better to ask.

Sure enough, Lin Wenxuan shook his head: "We don't mind if they don't eat with us, but Han Zhijie insisted, saying that he was embarrassed to bother us during the New Year, and if he eats in our clinic again, he won't be able to stay for treatment."

Frankly speaking, Lin Wenxuan felt that this was a case of being too proud to do something and suffering in the process. If he really felt embarrassed, he could just pay some money for the meal to the clinic. The three of them, master and apprentice, also had to cook for themselves, so they could just make more meals.

They had to save face and buy food outside every day. Their family was not rich, so they spent extra money and the patient still couldn't eat well.

"Then I'll only add enough rice for the three of us." Song Ying said as he poured the rice into the pot.

Lin Wenxuan nodded, "Just now I saw Madam Fang went out to buy food, she should be eating now."

He paused, dropped the tongs and stood up: "Forget it, I'd better go over and take a look."

Song Ying was a little confused. Since they were already eating, why did they go over to see it?

She wanted to ask, but Lin Wenxuan had already walked out of the room, so Song Ying simply followed him to take a look.

As soon as he reached the door, he heard Lin Wenxuan's disapproving voice, "Why is there ginger again? He was told to avoid spicy food now, and there can't be onions, ginger, garlic, etc. in the food!"

Hearing this, Song Ying couldn't help but look at Madam Fang, secretly wondering if she had not given up yet and was planning to worsen Han Zhijie's injuries in this way.

"I'm so sorry to trouble you, Dr. Xiaolin. My wife is so stupid that she doesn't even know how to buy food. Could you explain my dietary restrictions to her?"

Lin Wenxuan rolled his eyes, glanced at the food box next to him, took out a bowl of porridge from it and handed it to Han Zhijie, "Just eat this bowl of porridge, don't touch anything else."

Han Zhijie looked pale, "Doctor Xiaolin, I haven't recovered from my serious illness yet. This soup is watery and has no oil or water. Won't it make my injury heal even slower?"

"The vegetables you bought are all either ginger or onion, and they are all spicy. How can you eat them? If you want oil and water, talk to the restaurant owner and ask him to cook some meat porridge."

"Okay! We'll remember it. Thank you for making the trip." Han Zhijie nodded.

Lin Wenxuan was still worried, so he simply put the other food into the lunch box, "Nini is hungry too, I'll take it out for her first. Madam Fang, when you're done, come out and eat."

Madam Fang bowed in gratitude and said, "Thank you, Doctor Xiaolin."

Seeing that Lin Wenxuan resolved the issue inside with a few words, Song Ying did not go in. She went to call Nini and asked her to come over for dinner.

Back in the kitchen, Song Ying asked worriedly, "Has Madam Fang not given up yet? Should we tell her husband?"

There are only thieves who steal for a thousand days, but there is no one who guards against thieves for a thousand days. No matter how hard they try, there are times when they cannot take care of others. Han Zhijie has to be alert on his own.

Lin Wenxuan snorted heavily, "This was not Madam Fang's idea, it was Han Zhijie who wanted to eat it."

He gritted his teeth and said, "Yesterday at noon, he actually wanted to drink, and asked Madam Fang to buy some. Madam Fang said it was not suitable to drink now, and then she threw the bowl in her hand at Madam Fang.

My master and I heard the noise and rushed over to explain the dietary restrictions. He promised to do so, saying that we had worked hard and that he had caused us trouble. But at dinner time, he sent Madam Fang to buy wine and asked her to avoid us.

Lin Wenxuan rolled his eyes, "This man is a scoundrel, his words don't count at all. I finally understand why Madam Fang wanted to take his life while he was sick. If I were Madam Fang, I would have been unable to bear it and killed him long ago if I had such a husband!"

He heard outside that it was his idea, and Madam Fang wanted to beat someone up when she disagreed. But when he and his master went in to talk about it, Han Zhijie seemed to have forgotten what he had just said, and immediately blamed Madam Fang for being stupid and buying the wrong food.

Song Ying was speechless. Doctors were most afraid of encountering such disobedient patients. With such serious injuries and not following certain dietary restrictions, how long would it take for the patient to recover?

In the next two days, she witnessed Han Zhijie's inconsistency. Sometimes, they heard Han Zhijie clamoring for wine and delicious meals in the pharmacy.

But every time they were worried and went to check, Han Zhijie would always blame Fang Niangzi, scolding her for being stupid and not paying attention...

Moreover, their family is so wealthy that most of the money they spend on medicine at the clinic is on credit, but Han Zhijie actually insisted on drinking, which not only wastes money but also harms the healing of his injuries. I really don't know what he is thinking.

After lunch on the fifth day of the New Year, Doctor Ma was telling them about Han Zhijie's pulse, injuries, and how to prescribe medicine for the future.

Madam Fang knocked on the door and said hesitantly, "Doctor Ma, can my husband go home and recover from his injury now?"

Doctor Ma frowned, "Your husband's condition has indeed stabilized, and his wounds are slowly healing, but I can't say that he is absolutely out of danger. He still needs to rest and recuperate."

Madam Fang blushed with embarrassment, licked her lips, and said awkwardly: "We haven't paid the medical bills and your consultation fees yet. I have to live in your house every day and trouble you to take care of me. I really don't have the face to stay here any longer."

Doctor Ma still had his usual gentle expression, "There is no rush for the consultation fee. Just focus on treating him. Once Young Master Han's injury is healed, you can slowly pay him back."