Chapter Sixty: Kidney Nourishing and Body Strengthening Medicinal Wine

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  When Zhang Wenzhong arrived at the school hospital, it was still very early. The hospital was empty except for him. He walked straight to Lin Ziman's clinic and placed two bottles of Wu Liang Ye in front of Lin Ziman's clinic door. He wasn't worried that the two bottles of wine would be taken away by someone else because Lin Ziman arrived much earlier than his other colleagues at the school hospital.

  As expected, just as Zhang Wenzhong had finished cleaning his clinic, Lin Ziman's figure appeared in the school hospital.

  Seeing the two bottles of Wuliangye placed at her own clinic door, Lin Zimeng was taken aback for a moment before turning around to see Zhang WenZhong walking out of his clinic with a plastic dustpan in his left hand and a broom in his right. She couldn't help but smile and say: "I knew it, I said there's no way two bottles of wine would be placed in front of my clinic door, turns out it was you who put them here." Because of last night's events, Lin Zimeng now considered Zhang WenZhong a good friend, so she continued to address him as 'Wen Zhong' instead of the more formal 'Doctor Zhang'.

  "Oh, Zimeng you're here." Zhang Wenzhong also continued to use the relatively affectionate term 'Zimeng', and after smiling and nodding in greeting, he said: "These two bottles of Wu Liang Ye are what you bought the day before yesterday for me to give to Uncle, but I thought that since Uncle is getting older, he needs to drink some health-preserving wine to nourish his body. So I took it upon myself to send him a bottle of medicinal wine instead, and these two bottles didn't end up being used. Today I'm bringing them back to return to you."

  Lin Zimeng smiled and said, "Why don't you keep it for yourself to drink? You've helped me a lot this time, so I'll give you these two bottles of wine as a thank you. Don't worry, consider this wine an extra token of my gratitude. I promised to treat you to a good meal, and I won't go back on my word."

  "It's all right, I'm not quite the right person for this wine. If you give it to me, it would be a waste. Better give it to Uncle instead."

  "Alright." Lin Ziman didn't insist either, took out the key to open her own clinic door, and brought both bottles of Wuliangye inside, placing them in the cabinet under the consultation desk. Only then did she turn around and walk out of the clinic, saying to Zhang WenZhong who had already finished throwing away the trash: "I'll just tell my dad that these two bottles of wine were sent by you. You have no idea, your almost perfect performance last night completely conquered my parents. After I got back, they kept praising you in my ear nonstop. Even my impatient mom was urging me to hurry up and marry you. You have no idea how hard it was for me to hold back my laughter at the time, I almost couldn't bear it."

  "Isn't this good?" Zhang Wen Zhong said with a smile: "From now on, you won't have to worry about being forced by your mom to go on blind dates, and the trouble will be solved naturally."

  Lin Ziyu spread his hands and said with a helpless expression: "This trouble has been resolved, but new troubles have emerged."

  "What's wrong?" Zhang Wenzhong couldn't help but ask curiously.

  "Ugh, my mom isn't forcing me to go on blind dates anymore, but now she's started nagging me to get married. Last night, she was whispering in my ear for over an hour, and this morning she's been going on and on again. I'm really about to be driven crazy by her."

  "Ah?" Zhang Wen Zhong was taken aback, then hastily waved his hand and said: "I'm afraid I won't be able to help you with this matter!"

  "Pfft!" Lin Ziman's pretty face suddenly flushed with a red glow, she shyly glared at Zhang Wenzhong and said: "This busy, you want to help, I won't even let you help. Ah, it seems that I still need to have a good talk with my boyfriend, see if he can answer whether he will come back to Yongcheng to work. After all, we are not young anymore, it's time to consider the big things in life."

  "You should have done this long ago," said Zhang Wen Zhong.

  "Ah……” Lin Ziman suddenly let out a long sigh, “Do you think I haven't brought these things up with him? But he's been really busy lately, every time we call, it can't last more than a few minutes. Looks like I'll have to find some time to go to the city where he works and talk to him in person."

  Zhang Wen Zhong nodded and said: "Yes, this kind of thing is indeed something that should be discussed in person. It's hard to discuss well over the phone."

  "Let's not talk about that anymore, it gives me a headache. Ah, right, my dad said that the medicinal wine you brewed tastes great and is very effective. He didn't even get up to pee all night, and this morning he felt like his lower back was much stiffer than usual." Lin Ziman said this with an embarrassed expression, she blushed and stuck out her tongue, saying: "Uh... Wen Zhong, my dad asked me to ask you if you have any more of that medicinal wine? Just one bottle won't be enough for him to drink for a few days."

  Looking at Lin Ziyu's embarrassed expression, Zhang Wenzhong couldn't help but laugh and said: "Since Uncle thinks that medicinal wine is still good, I'll give you the recipe for brewing medicinal wine later. However, you must remind Uncle that although this medicinal wine is good, it can't be overdrunk. Drinking too much will also harm the body. Tell him to drink no more than one or two liang per meal, and the daily amount should not exceed two liang."

  Lin Zisheng smiled and nodded: "Good, I will definitely supervise him well."

  Zhang Wenzhong turned around and walked into his own clinic, putting the broom and dustpan behind the door. He then picked up the prescription form and pen on the desk, quickly writing down the formula for the medicinal wine, including detailed instructions on how much liquor to soak each time in order to maximize the efficacy of the medicinal ingredients.

  Lin Zimeng, standing beside Zhang Wenzhong, leaned in to take a look and saw that the prescription read: "Shu Di 100g, Gou Qi 100g, Bai Shao 50g, Zao Pi 50g, Tu Si Zi 100g, Suo Yang 100g, Yin Yang Huo 50g, Du Zhong 100g, Da Zao 10g, Yuan Du white wine eight market pounds."

  "As for the amount of rock sugar needed, just add it according to Uncle's taste. I didn't write it on this prescription, you just remember to add rock sugar and that's fine." Zhang Wen Zhong said, then tore off the prescription and handed it to Lin Zi Man who was standing beside him.

  Lin Zi carefully put away the prescription, smiled and nodded: "Alright, I'll go get these medicines ready later. Today when I get back, I'll make them for Dad to drink. Otherwise, after he finishes that bottle of medicinal wine you gave him, he'll be like Mom, constantly nagging in my ear."

  "Hey, right! How long does this medicinal wine need to be soaked before it can be drunk?"

  "In two weeks, it will be drinkable." Zhang Wen Zhong replied with a smile.

  "Oh, okay, I know. Wen Zhong, thank you so much!" Lin Ziman said.

  Zhang Wenzhong smiled and shook his head: "Aren't we friends? Between friends, is it still necessary to say thank you?"

  "Really?" Lin Ziman also smiled.

  Friends in need can make wine according to the above medicine and wine formula, and the effect is still very good.