Transformed into the control group, relying on the spiritual spring space to feed four children

"Old man, the medicine is ready." Mo Anfu bowed respectfully to the old man in front of him and waved his hand for the maid behind him to feed him the medicine.

The old man of the Yue family is named Yue Hongze, and he is fifty-five years old this year. When he was traveling for business, he was attacked by a pack of wolves while passing by a mountain road. He was seriously injured and his health gradually deteriorated.

The old man has three sons. The eldest and the second eldest were both born to the main wife, but they have nothing in common with the old man, and none of them is capable.

The third master, who was born to a concubine...opened an inn and it is said that it is about to go bankrupt.

Mo Anfu couldn't help thinking that if the old man was still in good spirits, his Yue family wouldn't have fallen to the point where so many properties were divided up by the Wan family. Fortunately, the eldest master of the Wan family died in the army, and now the Wan family and the Yue family are the same, with no one capable of doing anything.

"The pulse is still the same as before... Old brother, you should continue to take the old medicine." Shui Jinglue withdrew his hand and sorted out the medicine box.

Yue Hongze nodded. He had been paralyzed for two months, and the result was the same every time he took his pulse. He felt that he would not survive this winter, but Mo Anfu was almost like his half-son, very filial, and used ginseng to keep him alive every day, so he just endured it.

"Today's medicine..." Yue Hongze finished drinking it and frowned slightly.

"What's wrong?" Mo Anfu asked. The medicinal materials were the same as before, only the ginseng was changed. Could it be that he had made a mistake and the ginseng was wrong?

"It tastes better than before. Did you add any other herbs?" As the saying goes, long illness makes a good doctor. Yue Hongze is also quite knowledgeable about the medicine he drinks. If the cooking time and heat are not right one day, he can taste it.

"Nothing has changed, except that I harvested a new ginseng today."

Just as Mo Anfu finished speaking, an old man rushed in from outside the door.

Shui Jinglue glanced at him and said, "You old man, every time you come to Yue's house, you have to use the toilet."

Jiang Shan got angry when he heard it. "It's all your fault. Zhongjing Hall is so big, and the income is not small. What's wrong with buying some new straw paper? I'm getting angry because of using those bamboo toilet paper every day!!"

Jiang Shan said this but did not delay in taking the patient's pulse.

He felt it for a while and suddenly exclaimed, "This pulse looks a lot stronger."

Shui Jinglue looked at him suspiciously, "I just checked and it's still the same as before."

Shui Jinglue felt the pulse again and found that it had improved a lot... But he was sure that he had not felt wrong just now. The only difference was the bowl of medicine he had just drunk.

"Are the residues still there?" he asked.

"Yes." Mo Anfu hurriedly asked someone to get it.

Yue Hongze couldn't help but joked, "Could it be possible that I can still cure it?"

The two of them actually did not refute, but instead looked serious.

Yue Hongze's heart skipped a beat as well, and he couldn't help but look forward to it.

The drug residues were all from Zhongjingtang, and there was no difference. Only the piece of ginseng slice lying in the drug residue was a little strange. Ordinary ginseng slices would turn white after being boiled, and would be stained with the colors of other medicinal materials, but this piece lying at the bottom of the earthenware jar was neither white nor black, as if it had never been used.

Shui Jinglue picked up the ginseng slices and put them into his mouth. His eyes suddenly lit up with surprise. "Where did this ginseng come from?!"

Mo Anfu hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth.

Knowing that this ginseng was first sold to Zhongjingtang, but Zhongjingtang did not buy it so it was bought by Mo Anfu, Shui Jinglie felt a pang of pain in his heart. He would definitely kick out the rude person when he returned!

Shui Jinglue felt warm and comfortable just by chewing a boiled ginseng slice. He couldn't even imagine what the effect would be if he swallowed a whole ginseng root.

He asked anxiously, "If you receive this lady's ginseng again in the future, can you give it to me? I have a 500-year-old ginseng in the bottom of my box, I can exchange it with you."

Mo Anfu was shocked. A five-hundred-year-old ginseng would cost at least one thousand taels. He looked at Yue Hongze, and when he saw the latter nod, he said to the two old imperial doctors, "Yes, I will definitely do that then."

Wen Yan, who had already returned home, had no idea that her ginseng had caused such a big commotion. She was leading her donkey back home when she met a man who looked quite familiar on the way.

Wen Yan didn't remember who he was, and walked forward for a few more steps before she remembered that this was Wen Cuishu's husband. She had seen him once when she returned home.

But the woman who flirted with this cousin's husband was not her cousin...

Wen Yan raised her eyebrows slightly. Didn't Wen Nanfeng love this younger sister? Then she would find something for them to do.

Wen Yan went directly to the Niu family, but she didn't expect that the person who opened the door this time was Niu Lao Da, the cook of the inn. She had been back for so long and had been to the Niu family several times, but she had never met Niu Lao Da.

"It's Sister Wen, you're looking for Cuihua." Boss Niu quickly let her in.

"Doesn't Brother Niu need to stay at the inn?"

"Don't mention it," Niu's wife came up to her and continued, "That inn is about to close down. Your brother Niu only needs to work one day and rest one day. I heard that it will be sold after the New Year. I don't know where he will go then."

Several people put the cotton in Niu Cuihua's room, but Cuihua was not there today. There was a half-made piece of clothing on the couch.

"Cuihua, please go and pick up her nephew, who is also my son. Today is a day off at their private school. Cuihua has been doing needlework all day, so I asked her to go out for a walk to rest her eyes, so as not to damage them." Mrs. Niu was eloquent and spoke in a disjointed manner.

Wen Yan quickly smiled and said, "It should be."

Then he took out a string of candied haws from the donkey's pocket and said, "Take this and give it to the child."

"Oh, that's impossible... a string of candied haws isn't cheap."

Wen Yan forced her to take it back and whispered, "The last time I saw you and me, Wen Cuishu, together, do you know why she didn't go back even though she knew her man had another woman?"

Mrs. Niu's eyes showed a look that you wanted to gossip about her. "She asked someone and they said it was not true. Her husband worked during the day and rested at night. He never fooled around with women."

It turned out to be the case.

Wen Yan held Sister Niu's hand and said, "Sister-in-law, please help me with something."

She whispered into Niu Dasao's ear, "How? Can you do it?"

Mrs. Niu thought it was nothing, she was good at it, "Just wait for good news at home."