Nianmu brought the three children to Ruan Manwei's ward.
"Aunt Ruan, are you feeling better today?" Nianmu put down the fruit basket and noticed that Ruan Manwei was injecting water.
Ruan Manwei looked at Nianmu and the three children, and was slightly taken aback, why did she bring all the children?
Before she could open her mouth to ask questions, the three children put the fruit and thermos in their hands on the tea table, then gathered around the hospital bed, and called to her in unison: "Good morning, aunt."
Seeing the children's bright smiles, Ruan Man raised his hand with a smile, and touched their heads with his left hand, which had not been injected, "Good boy, they are all good children."
Holding Ruan Manwei's hand softly, he asked with concern, "Grandma, are you feeling better?"
Ruan Man held her soft white hand slightly, and said with a smile, "It's much better."
"Grandma, you need to get well soon, and I will do handwork with you when you recover and leave the hospital!" Ruan Ruan is a little girl with a kind heart and a sweet mouth, and Ruan Manwei is in a good mood.
"Okay, okay, if you care about me so much, I will get better soon." She looked at the three children with a smile.
"Grandma, my sister made you delicious soup, drink it quickly." Taotao was also eager, blinking against Ruan Manwei's hospital bed.
He has never tasted the soup made by Nian Mu, but he just thinks that the soup made by Nian Mu is delicious.
Ruan Man was slightly cheerful, and after reading Mu Wenyan, she also took out the thermos, put it on the table, and said to Aunt Liang, "Aunt Liang, please pour me a bowl of soup for Aunt Ruan."
"Okay." Aunt Liang took out Ruan Manwei's bowl, washed it and poured half a bowl of soup, and explained why she only poured half a bowl of soup, "Ms. Ruan just took medicine and drank a glass of water. Order."
She served Ruan Manwei the soup.
The aroma of medicinal materials drifted away, Tao Tao sniffed, frowned and said: "It smells like medicinal herbs, sister, why does my aunt's soup smell like medicinal herbs?"
Nianmu explained: "This is medicinal soup, which is used to regulate the body."
The soup she cooked used a lot of herbs, all for Ruan Manwei's good.
Ruan Manwei took the soup. She is not a child, and she does not dislike the taste of traditional Chinese medicine. On the contrary, she feels that the fragrance of the medicine makes her feel at ease.
Ruan Ruan thought that the medicinal food hall would be terrible, but the one prepared by Nian Mu must be good for her body, so she coaxed Ruan Manwei and said: "Grandma, sister made the soup herself, it is good for your body, You must drink it all up."
Ruan Man nodded with a smile, raised his head slightly, and drank the soup.
The herbal diet soup always has the bitter taste of medicinal materials, but when Nianmu made the soup, he also added some candied dates, which combined the bitterness of the medicinal materials, and the remaining bit of bitterness was completely acceptable.
After Ruan Manwei finished drinking the soup, Aunt Liang took the empty bowl and asked, "Ms. Ruan, do you want more?"
"Wait a minute, I'm a bit tired now." Ruan Man shook her head slightly. She couldn't bear the bitter taste of western medicine. Every time she took the medicine, she would drink a large glass of water to dilute the bitterness. It's full of water.
Drink any more.
Aunt Liang nodded, took the bowl and went into the bathroom to wash.
Nian Mu asked, "Aunt Ruan, how do you feel today?"
"I feel a little more energetic than the previous two days, and the wound is a little itchy. Dr. Pei came to round the room and said that this is a symptom of recovery, and it is all good." Ruan Man smiled calmly, and her body was getting better every day. I feel, naturally, my mood is much better.
Nianmu nodded, don't worry about the wounds, Si Yao has checked her.
She asked cautiously: "Aunt Ruan, you are about to receive chemotherapy treatment here, I want to give you a pulse, so that I can adjust the amount of traditional Chinese medicine, and I will also adjust your body."
This medicated soup is to improve physical fitness and enhance people's resistance.
But that was a prescription, not a prescription for Ruan Manwei's conditioning.
The soup she made is not suitable for children, but Mu Shaoling can also drink it, including Aunt Liang.
But if Ruan Manwei is really treated, the prescription she concocted will only be left for Ruan Manwei to drink, and no one else is suitable.
"Ah, good." Ruan Manwei is not the kind of character who likes to trouble people.
But she thought that her reaction to the first chemotherapy was severe, and if she didn't accept Nianmu's help, she might not be able to survive.
What's more, Si Yao knew that Nianmu had been preparing herbal soup for her when she was making her rounds, so she mentioned, "Medicinal soup can improve your body's physique and strengthen your resistance, which is good for your recovery."
She knew that with Nianmu's help, her subsequent chemotherapy and treatment would go much smoother.
Nianmu stepped forward, gave up his seat softly and obediently, and pulled up the bench beside him and said, "Sister, sit down and take a good pulse for my aunt."
"Okay." Nianmu sat on the bench, resting his fingers on Ruan Manwei's veins.
A minute later, she walked to the other side to take Ruan Man's pulse. After getting a general idea of her physical condition, she said, "Aunt Ruan, I will give Dr. Pei a new prescription, and the hospital will treat you with chemotherapy at that time." The medicine was delivered the day before, and you will feel better after drinking it."
Aunt Liang walked out of the bathroom with a vacuum flask, and when she heard what Nian Mu said, she suddenly remembered that their nurse had once said that Ruan Manwei had a junior who knew Chinese medicine, and he was very good.
Ruan Manwei originally had serious side effects of chemotherapy, but after drinking the prescription prescribed by that junior, he received chemotherapy again, and did not have as many side effects as others.
I eat well, sleep well, and don't even lose my hair much.
Aunt Liang's eyes flickered, thinking that the prescription that the nurse said was written by Nian Mu.
She is really amazing...
Aunt Liang thought to herself, if this prescription is made public, how many people will be saved from pain...
She wanted to say something, but thinking of the final fate of the nurse, Aunt Liang still held back her words.
In fact, there are not many people who ask her to get this prescription, and some people are willing to spend a lot of money to buy it.
But Aunt Liang never had a chance to speak, and her previous nurse was fired. Now Aunt Liang knew that Nian Mu had prescribed the medicine, but she didn't dare to ask.
The treatment of taking care of Ruan Manwei is much better than that of the patients in the VIP ward she used to take care of.
And Nianmu often sent soup and meals, and the ones for Ruan Manwei were the same as those for her.
During this time, Aunt Liang felt that she was eating very well, and with the addition of Nianmu's soup, she felt that her body was much better.
These treatments are not available to take care of other patients.
Although other cancer patients kept asking for this prescription, Aunt Liang insisted.
After all, during this period of time, she took Nian Mu's care for Ruan Manwei into her heart, and she didn't look like a bad woman.
If you don't share the prescription generously, there may be something unspeakable...
Aunt Liang thought so, so she smiled and packed the thermos in a bag, and said to Nian Mu: "Ms. Nian, I have washed the thermos you sent yesterday, remember to take it with you when you go back. "
