SCT-Novel Chapter 717
Chapter 717
Chapter 717: Chapter 709: Influenza Chapter 717: Chapter 709: Influenza And in just a few days, Tang Yuxin’s small courtyard became even busier.
Zhang Xiangcao, the Gu Family’s nanny, whom Tang Yuxin would call Auntie Li, had moved in too, making the place much more lively.
Every day, Zhang Xiangcao would concoct different meals for the family.
Tang Yuxin had grown up eating Zhang Xiangcao’s cooking, so as soon as she tasted those familiar flavors, she could almost never get enough.
At first, she would almost embarrassingly cry; she couldn’t help it—the food was just too delicious.
She was quite the eater now, and nothing touched her quite like good food.
Her appetite improved, and so did everything else.
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The same went for Chengcheng.
He was in the middle of a growth spurt, and his portion sizes could now rival an adult’s.
Having two people in the house who enjoyed their food so much naturally made everyone else enjoy their meals more too.
Before a few months had passed, Tang Yuxin felt no different, except she was already showing.
Her belly had grown, yet others had genuinely gained weight.
Therefore, it could be said that dining with the woman of the main house was indeed very nourishing.
“When are you due?” Director Zhu would feel like crying every time he saw Tang Yuxin with her pregnant belly.
“Yuxin, do you know how many patients are waiting for you to save their lives every day?”
“Haven’t you seen for yourself?” Tang Yuxin said, already uncomfortable just sitting down.
“I’ve turned into a pregnant woman, and you still expect me to perform surgeries?
Even once I’ve given birth to these little ones, am I supposed to just neglect them?”
Recently, Director Zhu’s hair had turned even whiter with worry.
If it kept falling out, he might really end up bald in his middle age.
Female nurses were trouble, but female doctors were even more of a hassle.
Why oh why did they have to have children?
Having a child would mean taking at least a year off work, if not three, especially for an indispensable doctor like Tang Yuxin at their hospital.
But he couldn’t exactly forbid her from having children, could he?
He might be in charge of everything in the hospital, but he couldn’t control when Tang Yuxin chose to have her children or how many.
No matter how many injections they were given, no matter how much medicine they took, it all seemed futile.
As a result, the number of sick people was increasing, but the number recovering was decreasing.
It wasn’t as terrifying as the SARS epidemic years ago, but so many people coming to the hospital every day was a challenge for the medical staff.
It might be related to the weather.
Tang Yuxin divided the medicine she boiled into several bowls, giving one to each member of her family to drink as a precaution, especially for the young Chengcheng.
Such a small child has the weakest immunity, so he had a bowl of this medicine every day without fail.
Although it was bitter, spicy, and hard to swallow, Chengcheng, having grown up being ‘poisoned’ with the herbal concoctions brewed by his sister, was least bothered by the taste of Chinese medicine.
Not long after, Chengcheng came back with several classmates.
“Sister, can you give my classmates some medicine too, so they won’t get sick?” he asked.
“Sure,” Tang Yuxin said.
Since she was going to make the medicine anyway, she brewed more and shared it with the children.
It was unclear whether it was the placebo effect or the medicine really worked, but regardless, none of the people close to Tang Yuxin fell ill despite the severe influenza outside.
Even when half of the children at Chengcheng’s school caught colds, Chengcheng and his little friends never got sick.
Somehow the word got out.
More and more people came to Tang Yuxin seeking her medicine, and rumors about its miraculous effect in preventing and curing influenza spread.
Tang Yuxin was somewhat bemused by this, really,
because this medicine wasn’t something she invented.
Her proficiency in traditional medicine was high, but she hadn’t reached the level of inventing new prescriptions or medicines.
She didn’t regard herself as a genius just because others called her one.
The prescriptions were just a few home remedies left to her by Chen Zhong, intended to prevent wind-heat type colds, so she just followed the prescriptions and boiled the medicine.
If it really was effective, then it had nothing to do with her.
She didn’t invent the recipes, she didn’t grow the herbs, and even sometimes the boiling of the medicine was done by Aunt Li and Zhang Xiangcao.
However, the medicinal effect of the medicine had now been confirmed by a few, as more and more people came to Tang Yuxin for the medicine.
Tang Yuxin thought about turning the medicine into a powder and packaging it for people to take away, but in the end, she decided against it.
This was, after all, medicine, not something else.