Feng Ping looked in the direction she pointed: "Yes, these are all embroidered by me before."

Meng Qiluo exclaimed: "It turns out that the skills are outstanding. Every piece is a fine product. No wonder my grandfather said you are a famous embroidery expert."

Hearing this, Feng Ping's eyes flashed, as if she remembered something and asked, "By the way, I heard from your grandfather that you plan to customize a batch of scented bags of considerable quantity?"

"Yes." Meng Qiluo nodded. Since she was involved in this topic, she said with the flow.

“I’m going to open a pharmacy and plan to make some scented bags as gifts.

There will be herbs inside, which can be used in summer to cool and refresh the spirit."

"This method is good. Unfortunately, I am not in good health now and I really can't help it." Feng Ping couldn't help sighing, with a hint of regret between her eyebrows.

Meng Qiluo could see the sincerity in her words and said with the flow: "Aunt Feng, if I don't mind, can I give you a pulse?"

Feng Ping was stunned: "You know medical skills?"

"Yes, by chance, I got the inheritance of a master. He is proficient in medical skills and has many secret recipes for difficult and complicated diseases. Perhaps it can play a certain role in Aunt Feng's illness."

Seeing Meng Qiluo's confident expression, Feng Ping's hesitation gradually dissipated.

Anyway, I just look at it, and it doesn't matter much even if it doesn't work.

However, before agreeing, she reminded her: "Qiluo, I have found many famous experts in this disease, taken a lot of secret recipes, and there is no improvement. Don't care too much."

Meng Qiluo knew that she said this because she didn't want to feel burdened in her heart: "Don't worry, Aunt Feng, I know what to do."

Seeing that she looked calm, Feng Ping no longer spoke, and stretched out her right hand and placed it on the table.

The woman next to her was also a wise man. She had already found a small pillow and placed it carefully under Feng Ping's wrist.

Everything was ready, Meng Qiluo stretched out her left hand and gently placed it on Feng Ping's pulse door.

The skillful movements made Feng Ping's eyes flash.

It seems that this little girl is really capable.

However, it was not so easy to cure her illness.

It would be enough to have her intention.

At this moment, Meng Qiluo had already let go of her hand.

"Aunt Feng, the symptoms you were hospitalized before were probably palpitations and shortness of breath, and often showed signs of dizziness, right?"

Feng Ping was really stunned: "That's right."

These words are really similar to the condition.

Could it be that this little girl really learned this information through the pulse diagnosis just now?

Apart from that, she couldn't think of any other possibility.

After all, she remembered that she had never told Meng Xingtian before.

Just when she was surprised, Meng Qiluo continued to say, "The reason for this is mainly due to insufficient qi and blood."

"Yes! Qiluo, you are really amazing!" After Feng Ping heard the diagnosis, her previous suspicion disappeared.

In recent years, she has also heard some news about this girl by chance, but most of them are negative.

For example, ignorant of learning, etc. I didn’t expect that seeing you today is completely different from what I imagined.

Her behavior is generous, calm and composed, and her skillful medical skills really make her look at her with admiration.

Meng Qiluo then asked, "Aunt Feng, then you should still be taking the medicine now, right?"

When Feng Ping mentioned this topic, she couldn't help but sigh: "I just took some Chinese medicine to replenish qi. But the effect was not very good."

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