doctor and snake

Pang Xi had already gone out when Yang Yi woke up.

Animals have less sense.

After breakfast, Yang Yi asked Pang Xi to practice the characters taught to him yesterday, while he sorted and put away the dried medicines.He took out some medicines and put them in, chopped some of them up, and put them into medicine bags woven with grass leaves.

This is a medicine bag made by Yang Yi himself. The bag is made of dried grass leaves and is easy to store.A large blade of grass is divided into several sections with a rope, and only one section of the herb is taken each time when taking the medicine, which will not affect the efficacy of other medicines.

"Well, this should be enough for a course of treatment."

After packing the medicine, Yang Yi went to see how Pang Xi was practicing calligraphy.

At first, Yang Yi didn't intend to teach him how to read at all.What's the use of a demon being literate?But every time Yang Yi practiced calligraphy, Pang Xi always watched from the side.He will tilt his head and follow his pen.Perhaps in the eyes of demons, writing is a very magical thing.

Yang Yi thought about it, since he was going to be taught how to be a man, why not teach him to practice calligraphy?

"Pang Xi, come here."

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"Hold the pen like me." Yang Yijiang handed him a pen and asked him to hold it gently.

"Is that so?" Pang Xi separated his thumb from the other four fingers, and firmly grasped the penholder.Yang Yi felt that if he tried harder, the pen would break.

Pang Xi did not learn a simple pen-holding movement for a long time, so Yang, who was good at it, taught him.

Yang Yi let his hands relax and taught him to put each finger in the correct position.

"This is the correct posture for holding a pen. You should learn this step today."

"???" Pang Xi stared at his hand holding the pen.He found it very strange, just as he was sliding his index finger on the pen holder, the doctor's voice came.

"Can't put the pen down today."

???

"...how about eating?"

"You don't have to eat today."

In the end, Pang Xizhen spent a whole day learning to hold a pen, even holding a pen when he was outside.

Practicing calligraphy is the one thing Pang Xi learns most seriously.

For calligraphy, Pang Xi does not like or dislike.He only remembered that the doctor asked him his name, and after he said it, the doctor showed a surprised expression, and he asked himself if he could read.

Of course the demon can't read, but Pang Xi remembered that time, maybe literacy is a great thing for people.

In addition, among the many things the doctor taught him to do, writing is the most fun.

Pang Xi likes to watch the doctor write and prescribe prescriptions.The way the doctor writes stroke by stroke reminds Pang Xi of Yao's appearance when he is practicing—the time when he is most serious.

But wanting to learn to write is one thing, and writing well is another.

"Pang Xi, have you finished writing?"

"Well... soon..."

It's only a dozen words, and I have finished my medicine, why hasn't Pang Xi finished writing it?

The wind is blowing, the clouds are flying, and the Vega is adding to the sea...

The pen is stopping on the word "Xi".

Yang Yi frowned when he saw the earthworm-like characters on the rice paper.

"Be serious, okay, paper is so expensive!"

Although Pang Xi was more serious about learning to write than anything else, Yang Yi couldn't bear it anymore.This sentence has been taught several times, and it is still written like this!If you don't teach, you have to learn!Money doesn't just fall from the sky!

"I'm already very serious! It's even more difficult than practicing. It's too difficult to write." Pang Xi is much more serious in practicing calligraphy than in practicing.

"Who is to blame? You don't have to learn if you say so!"

"No, I want it!"

Yang Yi didn't understand why Pang Xi was so interested in writing, but he couldn't help feeling sorry for his paper.On the table and on the ground, there are waste papers with a few strokes everywhere.

"How much paper have you wasted?" Yang Yi stared at the messy paper on the floor.

Pang Xi was also on fire.He picked up the pen and wrestled with the last few words.

Although he had to learn calligraphy by himself, writing it was too difficult.

"Hey! You still draw turtles!" The snake demon didn't know what to do unless he taught him a lesson.Yang Yi pinched Pang Xi's face.

Pang Xi is not a fuel-efficient lamp either, as soon as Yang comes over, he takes a brush and paints directly on his face.A big circle was drawn around Yang Yi's eyes, and neither of them would let the other go.

This is what Zilian saw when she came in.

Zilian was taken aback for a moment.As far as Zilian is concerned, Doctor Yang will not fight with others most of the time, except for the occasional anger caused by unreasonable patients.But at this time, he started fighting with Mr. Pang like a child.

It seems that Mr. Pang and Doctor Yang really have a good relationship.

"Doctor." Zilian leaned over at the door and took off the veil.The weather is getting colder, so you need to wear a hat to keep out the cold when you go out.

Hearing the sound, Yang Yi stopped fighting with Pang Xi, wiped the ink on his face with his sleeve, and greeted him.

"Miss Zilian."

"Sorry doctor, I'm not feeling well, so I came early."

Just listening to the voice, Yang Yi felt that Zilian's body was much weaker than last time.After taking off the veil, even though the rouge and gouache on her face could be seen, it still couldn't cover her tired face.

"No problem."

Yang Yi felt Zilian's pulse, and the pulse was weak.Yang Yi was taken aback for a moment.

"Zilian, what happened to you recently?"

"..." Zilian thought for a while, then shook her head, "Not at all."

Seeing that Zilian didn't want to say anything, Yang Yi didn't ask any further questions.He said: "There is no serious problem in the body, but the deficiency of yin and fire in the body, and the lack of rest, need to be recuperated slowly."

Yang handed Zilian the freshly packaged medicine, and told Zilian to take a good rest and drink plenty of water.

Zilian nodded, and handed the doctor the set of clothes she made last time, and said that the remaining set would be delivered next time.Zilian still had clothes waiting to be made at home, so she left without staying.

Yang Yi looked at Zilian's direction at the door for a long time before entering the room.

"Pang Xi, here are your clothes, take them here."

It has been ten days since the clothes were delivered, a few days later than usual when the doctor made the clothes.

When he was making clothes, Pang Xi didn't care what the doctor and the girl said, but he found the difference when he got the clothes.Different from the doctor's white robes, this is a set of clothes that are mainly white with black embellishments.

The style of the doctor's clothes is simple, but there are plum blossoms embroidered on the cuffs and hem of this suit, and there are rhombus patterns on the sleeves.Although it is not as good as the bronzing pattern in Jia's mansion, it can be seen that the imitation clothes probably come from Wenxiu.

This is what the doctor asked the girl to do.

Pang Xi suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Seeing Pang Xi holding the clothes and keeping silent, Yang Yi thought he didn't like it.

"What's wrong? Don't like it?"

"no, thank you."

This is the first time Pang Xi said these two words, because of a set of clothes.

Pang Xi's clothes were indeed made by Yang Yi who specifically asked Zi Lian to make them. Since Pang Xi liked the Jia's suit, she followed him, but stealing clothes was absolutely unacceptable.It is impossible to do it exactly, so I can only draw the patterns and styles and let Zilian do it.

Yang Yi didn't expect Pang Xi to like it, so he thanked her.Is this teaching a snake to be grateful?Yang Yi was finally relieved.