Abandoned Wife Headed Home: Bringing Fubao to Farming

Chapter 8
Zhou Songxia originally went to ridicule Shen Yinger, but Ximei kicked her out with a fire stick. She was embarrassed and annoyed, cursing and cursing all the way, and just happened to meet Lizheng Wang Shanbao on the way.

Zhou Songxia hurried up, and said to Wang Shanbao nervously: "Lizheng, go over and have a look at the fire. I heard that it was burning like charcoal fire last night. I just went over to take a look, and there was no movement when I lay there straight. Those four siblings don't know what kind of ecstasy soup they poured into Ximei, and I was kind enough to show some concern, but Ximei kicked him out with a fire stick..."

Wang Shanbao came here to visit Huo Sheng, his expression darkened when he heard this, and he quickly quickened his pace.

Zhou Songxia gloated, and ran back behind Wang Shanbao.

When Wang Shanbao arrived in a hurry, the scene in front of him made him startled.

I saw Huo Sheng, who said "lying upright and making no movement" in Zhou Songxia's mouth, was sitting on the haystack, holding a bowl of rice soup in his hand and was gurgling.

Seeing Wang Shanbao approaching, Huo Sheng put down his bowl and greeted him: "It's early in the morning!"

Wang Shanbao looked at Huosheng, although the other person's face was still pale, but his energy and spirit had obviously recovered a little bit, not as exaggerated as Zhou Songxia said.

Wang Shanbao heaved a sigh of relief, and asked Huosheng, "Why are you still eating with a bowl?"

Huo Sheng laughed: "Lizheng you are asking this question, I hurt my feet, not my hands."

Wang Shanbao was stunned for a while, and then smiled.

"Well, I heard that you had a fever last night, how are you doing now? Have you retired?"

"Thank you Lizheng for your concern. They took turns feeding me hot water last night. I was sweating profusely. The fever has gone away long ago."

Wang Shanbao nodded, "That's good."

Zhou Songxia's eccentric voice came from behind: "If there is nothing to do, hot water is hot water. Is hot water a treasure? It seems to be able to cure all diseases..."

Huo Sheng's face sank.

Wang Shanbao turned his head and stared at Zhou Songxia: "Aren't you finished? Do you want to look good?"

Zhou Songxia snorted and turned her face away.

Wang Shanbao was about to reprimand her a few more words, when a villager ran over in a panic, "It's not right here, Laiwang and the others suddenly had a fever, and some of them were vomiting and diarrhea!"

Wang Shanbao was in a hurry, "What? Why did this happen? Where is the doctor? What about Zhou Miaoling?"

The villagers who came to report said: "Miss Miaoling has rushed to treat them, but there are not enough people..."

Wang Shanbao told Ximei and Shen Yinger to take good care of Huosheng, and turned around to rush to Wang and the others.

Zhou Songxia's complexion also changed, and she muttered: "Why is this happening? Didn't everything go well last night..."

When the other villagers heard the commotion, they all followed over there to watch the excitement. Suddenly, the haystack became quiet.

Huo Sheng looked at the direction in which everyone ran away, his eyes were filled with worry, "I hope Laiwang and the others are alright..."

Ximei added a spoonful of rice soup to Huosheng's bowl: "You look like this yourself, and you still have the heart to worry about others? Take care of yourself first!"

Huo Sheng smiled wryly and nodded, looking at Shen Yinger next to him.

Shen Ying'er also held a bowl in her hand, and was feeding Xiao Fubao rice porridge while blowing.

Xiao Fubao ate with gusto, Shen Yinger's side face was full of smiles, the mother and son became one, as if the disturbance from the outside world had no effect on them.

……

At the other end of the hall, amidst the panicked cries of the injured family members, Zhou Miaoling was in a hurry to re-treat the wounds for Laiwang and the others.

Zhou Miaoling tried her best to maintain her composure on the surface, but she was extremely puzzled in her heart.

Her method of treating wounds was obviously copied from her father's original method. Although the medicinal materials for refining the pills were not as mysterious as her cousin Zhou Songxia boasted, they were at least authentic golden sore medicinals purchased from Huichuntang in the town.

If there is any difference, it is that Dad uses medicinal wine to clean the patient's wound.

Didn't she leave in a hurry, she didn't bring the medicine box, but what she used to clean the wound was clean stream water!

But right now, Laiwang and the others are suffering from fever, vomiting and diarrhea, and their wounds tend to fester.

"Miss Miaoling, please think of a way quickly, my family is in great pain!"

Laiwang's daughter-in-law stomped her feet anxiously, and other family members were also anxious and worried.

Lizheng Wang Shanbao and Zhou Songxia also came over. Seeing this scene, they all urged Zhou Miaoling to come up with a solution.

Zhou Miaoling was also upset and undecided.

Suddenly, Shen Yinger's question from yesterday flashed in my ears: Without medicinal wine, are you sure you can wash it with raw water?

"Cousin, boil the water!"

Zhou Songxia was still patting her chest to appease Laiwang's daughter-in-law and the others. Hearing Zhou Miaoling's order, Zhou Songxia was stunned for a moment, and then yelled strangely: "Miaoling, what's the matter with you? Shen Ying'er, who has never seen the world, put the heat Water is a treasure, how can you imitate her? You are an upright doctor..."

Zhou Miaoling's eyes were stained with frost: "If I tell you to burn it, you will burn it. How can there be so much nonsense!"

Zhou Songxia blushed, shut her mouth in embarrassment, and reluctantly went to the side to boil water.

Zhou Miaoling opened up Laiwang's wounds and cleaned them again with scalding hot water, which made Laiwang and the others tremble, like pigs being carried on a chopping board.

Zhou Miaoling's own hands were also hot and shivering, imitating Shen Ying'er and washing the wound with hot water, while scolding Shen Ying'er in her heart.

What kind of shit is this!
But Huosheng's success stories were there, Zhou Miaoling had no choice but to bite the bullet and move on.

After treating the wound, she took off the purse at her waist, poured out several pills from it, ground them into powder, and sprinkled them on the wound.

Lizheng Wang Shanbao stood behind Zhou Miaoling, witnessing with his own eyes that her inventory was so rich, this upright and fair old Lizheng immediately turned black...

……

In this karst cave hall, there are disaster victims from ten miles and eight villages gathered, it is very noisy, and all kinds of gossip and gossip can't be contained at all.

The story of Zhou Miaoling imitating Shen Yinger and boiling water to clean and disinfect the wound soon spread to the haystack.

With a face full of contempt, Ximei said to the villagers next to her indignantly: "At first they looked down on our Yinger, but now they are copying Yinger's method. I think Zhou Miaoling's medical skills are still half a bucket of water... "

When Shen Ying'er heard this, her face changed slightly.

Three people must have my teacher, she doesn't dislike Zhou Miaoling imitating her own treatment methods, everyone is saving lives and healing the wounded.

It's just that if you want to imitate, you have to figure out the most critical elements.

It's like a martial arts cheat book, a few pages are missing, and it's just the most important thing, if you practice it accordingly, won't you go crazy?

The temperature of boiling water is close to [-] degrees Celsius, and direct washing is easy to burn the skin.

Shen Ying'er cooled the boiling water to a suitable temperature, then added the salt brought by Ximei's sister-in-law, and used the salt water to clean and disinfect the wound...

(End of this chapter)