Abandoned Wife Headed Home: Bringing Fubao to Farming

Chapter 7 Can Still Grow Well

Ximei turned to wipe away her tears.

Shen Ying'er wrapped the gauze layer by layer around Huo Sheng's wound, and said calmly, "It's okay, we can still grow well without medicine, sister-in-law Ximei, don't worry too much."

Little Fubao sneaked up on the haystack while everyone was not paying attention, pinched a piece of cake and stuffed it into Huosheng's mouth, touched Huosheng's cold sweating forehead with his little hand and said, "Uncle eats cakes, eating cakes is so fast. "

I don't know if it was Huosheng's own tenacity or the miraculous effect brought by the piece of cake fed by Xiao Fubao himself. Huosheng, who was originally so painful that his blood vessels swelled, after eating the cake, the pain gradually eased... …

……

On the other side of the hall, Zhou Miaoling used her own treatment plan to help the villagers stop the bleeding, applied medicine, and wrapped gauze.

"Miss Miaoling's medicine is really miraculous. My family, Laiwang, said that after he applied the medicine for a while, the wound didn't hurt at all!" Laiwang's daughter-in-law said excitedly.

Hearing Laiwang's daughter-in-law's praise, Zhou Miaoling had a confident smile on her gentle face.

Her cousin, Zhou Songxia, who is also a temporary assistant, said triumphantly: "You are right when you come to Wang's house. This prescription is left by my uncle. It is a peerless and good prescription that cannot be bought with money. It can cure any problem." rule!"

Laiwang's daughter-in-law nodded with a smile, and the people around her also nodded.

Although Zhou Songxia's words were a bit exaggerated, everyone has received Zhou Miaoling's effective treatment at this moment, and everyone is in a good mood, so there is no need to tear down Zhou Songxia's platform.

"Miss Miaoling, how much should we pay you for consultation?"

Laiwang's daughter-in-law was a little uncertain, Zhou Songxia praised the prescription so much, wouldn't the consultation fee be a big deal?

Before Zhou Miaoling could open her mouth, Zhou Songxia preemptively said: "My cousin practiced this pill by herself. It took me a lot of effort after seven to seven days of practice. The medicinal materials used are all good medicinal materials that are hard to find in the world. number……"

Zhou Songxia's broken finger was pressed down by Zhou Miaoling.

Zhou Miaoling raised her head and said softly to the worried wounded people and their families in front of her: "Although the pills are precious, the lives of the villagers are even more precious to Miaoling. Everyone spends money, and this trip will be treated as a free clinic."

When everyone heard that Zhou Miaoling treated their wounds for nothing, they were all very grateful, and they all praised Zhou Miaoling as a living Bodhisattva, with a good hand and a benevolent heart, hanging the pot to help the world!

Soon, some villagers watching the excitement spread the news of Shen Ying'er's situation here.

Zhou Songxia spat hard on the ground, with a look of disdain on her face: "She didn't know where she saw the old lady bound her feet, so she copied it and tied Huosheng's wound. Can anyone bind the wound? It's really killing people." Not worth your life!"

Zhou Miaoling smiled lightly, and wrote lightly: "Brother Huo Sheng and the others are also big-hearted, and the technique of Qihuang is extensive and profound, and there are many ways in it."

Laiwang's daughter-in-law also nodded repeatedly: "Even if Chengyuan's daughter-in-law temporarily blocked the blood, it would be a blind cat meeting a dead mouse. Only our Miaoling girl is the real expert!"

……

In the middle of the night, Huosheng suddenly had a fever, which frightened Ximei.

In a panic, she was about to call Lizheng Wang Shanbao over, but was stopped by Shen Yinger.

"Auntie, don't panic."

Shen Ying'er touched Huo Sheng's forehead, then went to check his wound.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry. I just saw his wound, and it's fine. Brother Huo Sheng has a low-grade fever."

"You feed him some hot water every half an hour, and the fever will subside naturally after dawn."

In her previous life, Shen Ying'er said too much to the patient's family.

She herself didn't feel anything, however, in Ximei's ears, there was an inexplicable peace of mind.

"Okay, I'm going to boil the water now!"

……

The fire in the middle of the cave was crackling, and the victims all around were sleeping in disorder, with no manners at all.

Dong Lai also curled up beside him, snoring in his sleep.

Shen Chenxing put his cloak on Donglai's body, leaned against the stone wall, completely sleepless, staring at the woman next to the haystack opposite with a pair of starry eyes, taking in every move she took to take care of the patient fundus,.

He is methodical when dealing with problems, and calm and calm in the face of emergencies, which he has only seen in his master.

And his master is the descendant of the famous Xinglin family of the Great Wei...

……

Huo Sheng's fever subsided earlier than Shen Ying'er expected. She thought it would last until dawn, but it subsided in the middle of the night.

Ximei breathed a sigh of relief, took Shen Yinger's hand and asked, "What should I do next?"

Shen Ying'er: "Make some millet porridge or something, and give it to him when he wakes up."

Ximei nodded and acted immediately.

Shen Ying'er didn't close her eyes all night, she was extremely tired at the moment, before Xiao Fubao woke up, she sat down with her back against the stone wall to rest her mind.

Suddenly she opened her eyes.

His eyes swept around.

Everyone nearby was sleeping, and no one was looking at her.

There was a man wearing a hat in the opposite corner, but the hat covered his face, so it wasn't him who was looking at her.

Strange, is it my illusion just now?
I'm too lazy to care about it, just watch it if you like, she yawned, turned sideways to lean against the stone wall and continued to take a nap.

In the opposite corner, Shen Chenxing made sure that Shen Yinger's gaze had moved away, so he let out a breath.

He found that his palms were dripping with sweat.

Uh, is it an offense to spy on a woman like a thief?

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When the sky was bright, Zhou Songxia ran over again with her fart bumping, and before she could stand still, she yelled loudly: "I heard that Huo Sheng had a high fever last night? Oh, ah, other people need money to treat injuries, and you treat the fourth brother and sister." Hurt to death!"

Shen Ying'er lazily opened her eyes, and looked at Zhou Songxia coldly, "You are so noisy, will you die if you talk less?"

Zhou Songxia was stunned for a moment, and then screamed, "People are about to be killed by you, and you still have the mood to sleep here? Are you still human? Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

Shen Yinger yawned, why is it so difficult to catch up on sleep?

"Second sister-in-law Xiao, the fire in my house is ready, don't talk to this crow's mouth in the early morning!"

Ximei came over with a fire stick, with a grim expression on her face.

Huo Sheng's wound stabilized, and the fever subsided, and she woke up in the middle of the night last night and said a few words to her, so now Zi Ximei has regained her backbone, and she doesn't love Zhou Songxia at all.

Especially when she thought of Zhou Songxia's refusal when she went to ask for medicine yesterday, Ximei drove Zhou Songxia away with the fire stick in her hand with a dark face: "Go, let's go, my Huosheng wants to sleep, you go somewhere else!"

After driving away Zhou Songxia, Ximei comforted Shen Yinger with a soft tone: "Don't take your second sister-in-law's words to heart."

Shen Yinger nodded, "Well, I thought she was farting."

Ximei smiled, and went to serve her millet porridge.

Shen Ying'er lifted up the big clothes covering Xiao Fubao's body, wiped the crystal saliva from the corner of Xiao Fubao's mouth, and then closed her eyes to rest.

(End of this chapter)