ebookland Chapter 510 Moving
Chapter 510 Moving
After things were discussed, the house became busy in the next few days.
The brother and sister came home early from school and helped move things.
Three days later, they had moved in completely, gave up their current house, and officially moved into their new home.
Fang Nanzhi got two rooms, a study and a bedroom.
In addition to tables and chairs, the study also specially bought two rows of shelves, one row for books and the other for medicinal herbs.
The bedroom is also very large. In addition to the bed, there is a screen in the front that separates it from the bedroom, and there is a small couch and a tea table.
Qian Fengping was a thoughtful person and even pulled down a gauze curtain and hung it beside her bed.
A vase was made, and the little girl picked the flowers herself.
Fang Nanzhi rolled over on the bed with joy.
"Zhizhi, there are guests coming." Qian Fengping shouted in the yard.
"Coming!" She responded crisply, kicked her legs, and got out of bed.
The front yard is bustling with activity.
This time they moved, at least they were living in their own house, so they simply held a house-warming party.
Those who come are close people.
Mr. Zheng brought his granddaughter, and Mr. Zhou also came. Shi Junyan did not come, but he brought a gift.
Then Goudan, Erwa, Tiezhu and others came.
Originally, Fang Tong went back to pick up Goudan and Xiaohu, but the other brothers heard that they had a house in the provincial capital.
Everyone shouted, "If you become rich and powerful, don't forget us." They had to come and see to broaden their horizons.
They were all bad friends who grew up naked, so what could Fang Tong do? They squeezed into a car and pulled it over.
The bridesmaid has also arrived and is helping in the kitchen.
Today, two tables were set up at home.
Fang Nanzhi and his sister sat with Mr. Zhou and Mr. Zheng.
"Zhizhi, come here, this is from your Jun Yan."
Mr. Zhou smiled and waved at her.
The little girl leaned over and saw a bamboo basket on the ground, covered with a layer of cloth. She lifted the cloth and saw two furry heads sticking out of the basket.
"Wang Wang Wang!"
Two milky white dogs with black stripes on their tails barked at her.
"Ahh!" Fang Nanzhi was so happy that she grabbed a puppy and hugged it.
"so cute!"
She touched the little guy's fur. It was soft and smooth, and it was obvious that it had been taken care of.
Zheng Wanru was holding the other one and obviously liked it too.
Mr. Zheng, on the other hand, took a look and raised his eyebrows: "Be careful, this is not a dog."
The little puppy rolled over in Fang Nanzhi's arms, exposing his belly and asking for a pat.
The little girl couldn't help herself at this silly and cute look.
"Sir, they can bark, wang wang, it's a dog."
"It's a mastiff." Mr. Zheng looked at the two little things with some surprise.
Mastiffs are ferocious by nature, and when they grow up, they will be taller than dogs.
However, these two seem to have been trained by someone? That's why they are so well-behaved?
Fang Nanzhi didn’t quite understand, but why bother thinking so much?
Qin Yan narrowed his eyes. "Mastiffs? It would be safer to keep them as guard dogs."
The food was ready, and the two little girls washed their hands before going to the table.
Mr. Zheng has already had three rounds of drinks with Mr. Zhou.
The two were telling Qin Yan: "Fang Jin broke his leg, and Master Chen wants to hold a flower viewing banquet."
Qin Yan nodded slightly, understanding what they meant.
If Fang Jin appeared with Su Qingya at the flower viewing banquet, his reputation as a filial and honest official would be established.
No one cares about what happened in the past.
"Are you prepared?" Mr. Zheng couldn't help asking when he saw that he was calm.
Qin Yan curled his lips and smiled faintly: "No, but how could Miss Bofu and the Fang family be on the same page?"
It was lively enough for them to have fun on their own, and he didn't need to do anything extra.
Mr. Zheng nodded without asking any further questions.
After dinner, Mr. Zheng and Mr. Zhou sat for a while and then said goodbye.
Zheng Wanru leaned against the car window, reluctant to leave: "Zhizhi, I'll come again next time. If you name your dog, please tell me."
Fang Nanzhi nodded repeatedly, indicating that it was no problem.
After seeing them off, Tiezhu and the others decided to stay for one night before leaving.
There is not enough room here, but they have another house. Although it is not cleaned up, it is enough for one night.
A few of them couldn't sit still, so Fang Tong took them to look at the land.
Fang Nanzhi took a nap before going to Jishidiang.
As soon as she walked in, she saw Tianchun winking at her and pointing to the backyard.
Fang Nanzhi followed the direction and looked cautiously towards the backyard.
I saw the shopkeeper was entertaining guests. Sitting opposite him was a young man with a pale face that was almost transparent and a thin and frail figure.
She had seen this person before.
The little girl touched her chin, as if she had seen it at her master's house.
The shopkeeper caught sight of her out of the corner of his eye and greeted her kindly, "Dr. Fang, are you here? Your patient is here."
patient?
Fang Nanzhi immediately thought of the young master of the Jin family who had asked her to see a doctor.
She left a message at that time, but three days passed and there was no response. She thought they had given up.
I didn't expect it to come now.
"Yeah." Fang Nanzhi stood up straight and walked in stylishly carrying the medicine box.
The shopkeeper was very satisfied seeing this.
The little girl sat down on her own, but Jin Yunting nodded slightly: "Little Doctor Fang."
"Well, Young Master Jin, right? Stretch out your hand." Fang Nanzhi frowned, opened the medicine box, and put the pulse pillow in place.
Surprise flashed in Jin Yunting's narrow eyes. He curled his lips, not expecting that this young doctor had such a personality.
He stretched out his arm, Fang Nanzhi calmed down, and then reached out to take his pulse.
After taking the pulse, she looked at the boy with surprise in her eyes.
Jin Yunting looked back at her calmly.
Fang Nanzhi withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes, and couldn't help but take the pulse more carefully.
"Premature birth, congenital deficiency?"
Jin Yunting nodded slightly. He was born prematurely in July.
"Five internal organs are weak, were you poisoned in childhood?"
The shopkeeper was surprised when these words were spoken, and looked at the young man thoughtfully.
"Well, the poison can be detoxified at the age of three." Jin Yunting didn't seem to want to hide it and cooperated with the doctor's pulse diagnosis.
"Poisoned for three years?" Fang Nanzhi opened his eyes and couldn't help asking.
"Yes." Jin Yunting's eyes were clear and he seemed to have no emotion.
Fang Nanzhi couldn't help but gasp in amazement. How unlucky must this young man be?
He was already weak due to premature birth, and was then poisoned for three years after birth. Although the poison was removed, some toxins remained, causing his internal organs to be weaker than those of ordinary people.
For example, when a cold wind blows, an ordinary person will just sneeze and it will be fine.
And he will definitely fall seriously ill and catch a cold.
But he was sick, so the medicine had to be prescribed carefully. If it was too light, it would be useless, and if it was too heavy, it would damage his internal organs.
In short, he is a very difficult boy to raise.
"How long has this typhoid fever lasted? What are the symptoms?" Although Fang Nanzhi had many thoughts in his mind, he did not ask any further questions.
When people came to her for treatment for typhoid fever, she only looked at the present situation.
The shopkeeper nodded slightly. The little girl was young, but she had her own ideas about how to do things.
It is not easy to find out about patients' privacy. If you know too much, you might get into trouble.
"It's been five days. I've been coughing, sweating, and feeling weak." Jin Yunting has been seeing a doctor since he was young, so he knows how to answer in more detail.
"Well, what medicine have you been taking recently? Do you have a prescription?"
Fang Nanzhi asked again.
She didn't think that the rich young master would not take medicine for so many days when he was sick and was waiting for her to treat him.