Wen Qingcheng understood what he meant. Many people were unwilling to reveal their family's secret recipes. When they went out to get medicine, they would just pick up a little bit from here and there in order to protect the recipe from being leaked.

"It's a complete recipe. I'm not afraid of it being leaked. If it can help more people, it will be considered the maximum value of this recipe."

Wen Qingcheng is also standing on the shoulders of giants. This recipe is not hers, and the person who wrote the recipe made it public in order to help more people.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to have such awareness at such a young age. I really admire you." Doctor Wang began to admire this girl sincerely. Regardless of whether this prescription can cure breast cancer, the combination of the main, secondary, and adjuvant drugs in the prescription is indeed ingenious. Maybe it can really have miraculous effects.

Doctor Wang immediately found a pen and paper to write down the prescription, and personally sent Wen Qingcheng out, promising to give her a discount whenever she came to get the medicine.

On the way back from the county town, Wen Qingcheng bought some ready-made food. Ye Xiuying saw the two of them coming back with a bulging bundle and asked curiously, "Qingcheng, what did you get? Did you sell the ginseng?"

"Of course, I also bought some ready-made food." Wen Qingcheng said as she opened the bundle, which contained wrapped medicinal herbs and several oil paper bags. When she opened one of the oil paper bags, the fragrance immediately filled the entire room.

Zicheng came over following the smell, and when he saw it, his mouth was watering, and he jumped up and down with joy. "It's roast goose, long live big sister!"

"Hush, go wash your hands." Wen Qingcheng was afraid that the relatives in the courtyard would hear her, so she asked Zicheng to wash his hands quietly and come back for dinner. It was not because she was afraid of them, but because she didn't want them to ruin her good mood today.

"Qingcheng, this must be a lot of money, how much did you sell it for today?"

Ye Xiuying looked at the food on the table, including fried cakes, roast goose, and pork elbow in sauce, and silently calculated in her mind how much money this would cost. The harvests have been poor in recent years, and every household has been living in poverty. They can't even eat such good food during the New Year.

"I sold them for five taels of silver. These things don't cost much. Your illness will be cured soon. You should buy some good supplements to replenish your body."

"Five taels?!" Ye Xiuying's head buzzed, and she couldn't hear what Wen Qingcheng said. They really got a treasure. Five taels of silver was enough for their family's living expenses for nearly a year.

"I also got some medicine to treat your tumor. I'll boil it after dinner."

"Mom has consulted the village doctor, and he said that Mom's illness cannot be cured. Don't waste the money. Let's save it and spend it sparingly. When Mom passes away in the future, you won't have to starve."

Wen Qingcheng smiled and shook her head. Ye Xiuying still couldn't believe that her illness had been mostly cured. She only needed to take herbal medicine for three months to fully recover.

"This is an ancient recipe I found in my father's book. After drinking the potion I gave you these two days, do you feel that the pain in your body is gone, you can eat, and you have strength again?"

Ye Xiuying thought about it and it was true. At first she thought it was her last breath. It had been two or three days. If it was a last breath, it would have lasted too long. Could it be that the potion that Wen Qingcheng gave her really worked?

"Don't worry, mother. Good fortune is yet to come. I will go to the mountain again tomorrow."

At this time in the kitchen, sisters-in-law Zhang Sufen and Zhao Chunhua were cooking vegetables while talking about Wen Qingcheng's family.

"Look at Ye Xiuying and the others, they have closed the door tightly and don't eat. It would be better if they don't eat every day in the future." Zhao Chunhua curled her lips.

"Let's not worry about them. As long as we have enough food, it's fine." Zhang Sufen counted the steamed buns and put them in the steamer to heat them up.

The two sisters-in-law were of the same kind. They isolated Ye Xiuying from the moment she married into the family. In the past, Ye Xiuying had to serve the whole family after a day of laundry. Now that she was sick, no one called her to get up for dinner.

Little did they know that Wen Qingcheng and her family were feasting behind closed doors.

The roast goose has crispy skin and tender meat, fresh and juicy, with unique spices. Take a bite and the gravy will overflow. Then take a bite of the fried sugar cake, which is crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. When you bite it, the red sugar syrup inside will flow out. The whole family is very satisfied with it.

At night, Wen Qingcheng gave Chuyi some medicine to nourish his brain nerves, and gave him an acupuncture injection, and told him not to come out of the room. Chuyi was very obedient to his wife, and sat on the bed as if he was sealed and motionless.

Wen Qingcheng locked him in the house, soaked the herbs, and quietly brought them into the kitchen. Looking at the stove that needed to be lit, Wen Qingcheng felt that it was a bit troublesome. Once the smell of the herbs spread, those top-notch ones would come over again.

Wen Qingcheng entered the space with her consciousness and searched around. Fortunately, the fully automatic pot she used to boil medicine was still there. She poured the herbs into it, added an appropriate amount of spiritual spring water, found a generator from the space and connected it, and the fully automatic medicine boiling machine started working.

This medicine decoction machine can quickly decoct the effective ingredients in the medicinal materials, and then pack them according to dosage. It can also adjust the temperature, making it very easy to use.

With a "beep" sound in the sea of ​​consciousness, the medicine was ready. Wen Qingcheng took out a bag of automatically packaged medicine from the space, poured it into a bowl, and brought it to Ye Xiuying.

The next morning, the first ray of sunlight shone into Crescent Village through the morning mist, and smoke was already rising from several hardworking households in the village.

After washing up, Wen Qingcheng went to the kitchen to make vegetable noodle dumpling soup for her family. She couldn't make anything delicious with the simple kitchen utensils and simple ingredients. She thought that when they had money, she would separate from them and cook delicious food every day.

After cooking, Wen Qingcheng asked Chuyi Zicheng to bring the pot and dishes. Zhang Sufen and Wen Yufeng were in the yard. When they saw Wen Qingcheng, they didn't say hello or speak to each other.

After dinner, Wen Qingcheng took out the decoction that she had prepared yesterday from the space and poured it into the bowl. It was still warm, and she melted the red pill in. She didn't need to take the anti-cancer medicine again. She only needed to drink the decoction to regulate her body in the future.

"Mom, drink the medicine. I will give you a few injections later." Wen Qingcheng said.

"Qingcheng, your voice is much better today, and you speak fluently." Ye Xiuying was pleasantly surprised to find that Wen Qingcheng could speak like a normal person, although her voice still sounded a bit like she had a bad cold.

"Yes." Wen Qingcheng took the medicine bowl from Ye Xiuying. "Mom, I'll go clean up the dishes first. You take a rest. I'll come back and give you acupuncture."

"Acupuncture? When did you learn this? We don't have any needles."

"I read it in one of my father's books. I went to the county yesterday and bought some needles. I already know how to give acupuncture. I used to do it on myself. I will tell you when I become proficient."

Ye Xiuying was greatly surprised that her daughter was so thoughtful. In order to cure her illness, she even learned acupuncture on herself. This little body must be covered with needle holes.

Her husband had already made plans. If he failed to pass the imperial examination, he would have no hope of passing the imperial examination. He would have kept a way out and studied medicine. Was he planning to become a doctor? Why had he never told her about this before? Ye Xiuying was a little confused.

When Wen Qingcheng gave Ye Xiuying acupuncture, Ye Xiuying was even more surprised. Looking at her skilled technique, it didn't look like she had practiced for a year or two. When the needles were inserted into the acupuncture points, she felt numb and swollen before she felt any pain.

What made Ye Xiuying even more surprised was that the needle used by her daughter was as thin as a mosquito's mouth. Unlike the silver needles used by the village doctor, which were very painful when pricked, the needle used by her daughter felt like a mosquito bite.

"Qingcheng, there are actually such fine needles in the county? People nowadays are really capable, they can grind such fine needles."

"Um...I bought this at a jewelry store. They happened to have a set of exhibits showing their craftsmanship, so I bought it. It wasn't expensive." Wen Qingcheng had no choice but to tell Ye Xiuying the excuse he had already thought of.

In order to avoid Ye Xiuying's continued questioning, Wen Qingcheng quickly changed the subject, "Mom, I plan to go for a walk in the mountains later, and I may be back late."

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