From then on, neither of them took the initiative to bow their heads. Ethan Bennett made the excuse that he had not recovered from his typhoid fever, so Gao Ming took Blake Harrison's pulse every day. Blake Harrison's blood stasis had improved, and there was no need to change the medicine every day. It was just that acupuncture was a little troublesome. Ethan Bennett was good at acupuncture, and the technique he learned from Pei Jingran was accurate in identifying acupoints without causing pain, and the strength and timing were just right. The remaining few people were more than enough to deal with ordinary people, but they were a little nervous when serving Blake Harrison, who scolded him a lot in the past few days. Ethan Bennett had no choice but to teach Brandon Lee step by step, and at least he could barely cope with it.
Although Ethan Bennett himself did not want to be in front of Blake Harrison, he did not take the monthly salary in vain. These days, he still looked at Blake Harrison's pulse every day, increased or decreased the dosage of medicine as appropriate, and almost all of the decoctions were done by himself.
In early October, we entered early winter, the leaves fell, the weather had turned cold, and the Penglai Villa lost the colors of flowers and willows, and was mostly left with the ancient and heavy appearance of green pines and cypresses.
Ethan Bennett hadn't seen Blake Harrison for half a month, and Blake Harrison didn't take the initiative to summon him. Ethan Bennett gradually got used to such a quiet day, but he never expected that an uninvited guest would come.
Ethan Bennett was busy preparing new medicine in the pharmacy when a servant knocked on the door and said that his brother was looking for him.
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