Nongmen doctor girl: flirt with a sick and charming first child

Chapter 41

After such a long delay, I don’t know if Lao Li was impatient with waiting. When he was about to go find them, he found that the carriage was already waiting at the door. Qiao Muyao was so moved that he thanked her profusely.

In the carriage, Shaoqing's girl had fallen asleep in Sister Dongzhi's arms.

Looking at her peaceful little face, her eyelashes as long as butterfly wings, Qiao Muchao was a little speechless. This girl was so heartless, no wonder she was sold.

Sister Dongzhi's small hands, as thin as dead branches, were patting the little girl's body. When she saw her, she immediately smiled and asked, "Have you met Mr. An?"

Thinking of his stinky look, Qiao Muchao said angrily: "That's right."

"What does it mean? If you see it, you have seen it. If you haven't seen it, you have not seen it."

The droopy look on Qiao Muchao's cheeks made her laugh. Sister-in-law Dongzhi chuckled and lowered her voice and teased: "I've been in there for so long and I don't look good when I come out. Could it be that the young couple had a quarrel?"

Qiao Muyao was thinking about the Jiugong Formation, so she didn't talk to her. Seeing her silence, Sister Dongzhi thought she had acquiesced.

"Haha, men are like that, especially Mr. An, who is well-educated, good-looking and handsome. You have to coax him..."

coax?
She has already sent the food to the academy, how can she coax her?
Is it possible to be like Ding Meng'er, with Jingchen's elder brother and Jingchen's younger brother surrounding him all day long, and even if he doesn't want her to come, he still clings to him shamelessly?

Qiao Mu Yao felt goosebumps all over her body when she thought of this.

"He is just a stone that cannot be warmed. I don't want to coax him! He is currently copying books to make money. When he has enough money, he will write a divorce letter. After getting the divorce letter, I can live a carefree life alone. Don’t be too flattering and coax men... Haha, I might as well save more money, and then the sky will be high enough for birds to fly, and the sea will be wide enough for fish to jump!"

The smile on Mrs. Dongzhi's face gradually froze, "Is he really making money?"

Can Zhao Yuanlin's words be false?
Qiao Muyao nodded, "Oh, let's not talk about all this mess. I didn't go back last night. Who did you entrust your two daughters to?"

"I was just about to tell you." Sister-in-law Dongzhi said: "Since Aunt Yuli passed away, only your mother can be trusted. When I went to Qiao's house yesterday, your mother's tears kept flowing and she said it was Yangyang. I have a high fever, which started last night and won’t go away. You should take a look when you get back.”

"It's been burning since last night?"

Qiao Muyao looked at her in disbelief, "You mean Yangyang has been burning for at least one night?"

"Maybe. I was in a hurry to go to the city to find you and didn't have time to ask you in detail."

"No, I have to go back and take a look!" Qiao Muchao quickly lifted the curtain, saying that there was something urgent and asked Lao Li to hurry up.

It was almost noon. Thinking that she had to peel the bamboo shoots by hand because she had not made lunch yet, Qiao Muyao couldn't help but sigh. This time was too busy.

As if she suddenly thought of something, she immediately looked towards Mrs. Dongzhi, "I happen to be short of a helper. I wonder if you would like to help me with the work?"

Dongzhi immediately became interested, "It's not impossible, but my child..."

"It's the same as your usual work. If your child is willing to follow you or come to my house to play, it's fine. I'll give you 20 coppers a day and help you peel bamboo shoots."

"You...you said 20 copper coins?" Dongzhi was a little unbelievable. A woman in the village could earn 10 copper coins a day, which was as high as the sky. She couldn't even imagine 20 copper coins.

"Yes, you can go home after you finish cooking the bamboo shoots." Qiao Muyao smiled slyly, "Of course, if you have enough time, you can also help me with some housework."

In her previous life, she considered herself a part-time worker. Why did she feel so guilty after saying this?
Mrs. Dongzhi blinked her eyes, almost moved to tears, "Such a high salary, even if you get up early and work late at night, you should."

"Then let's start from today. Today is only half a day. How about I give you 10 yuan?" Qiao Muyao thought to herself. Instead of worrying about it, she thought about the money spent on buying salt and medicinal flowers. Regardless of the high selling price, she actually made a lot of money. It only cost a few dollars, and if they hadn't paid the deposit first, they might still be unable to make ends meet.

But Dongzhi panicked and said she couldn't help it, saying that she had bought these food for the children, and the salt from earlier had already cost her money, so it was right to help her make it today.

She likes to get along with such a grateful person. After making an appointment with her, Qiao Muyao suddenly felt much relaxed.

You must know that in order to peel bamboo shoots by hand, she had been up early and late these days, and she didn't even have time to cook a good meal.

After returning to the village and welcoming Lao Li into the house, Qiao Muchao rushed to Qiao's house with Shao Qing who woke up.

This time, the Qiao family didn't stop them and didn't say anything, but with their elongated cheeks and resentful eyes, it was as if they saw a sworn enemy.

Qiao Muyao didn't bother to pay attention to them and went straight to the back room where her mother lived. Before she even entered the door, she heard her mother's suppressed sobs.

When Mrs. Zhang saw her, it was as if she had seen a savior, and was about to step forward to cry, when she suddenly saw the little girl following her, and couldn't help asking: "This is..."

"Her name is Shao Qing, and I met her in the city." Qiao Muyao said briefly.

Since their father left, they moved into this dark cabin. The light was too dark to see Qiao Muyang's face clearly.

Reaching out and touching his forehead, she found that it was frighteningly hot. Qiao Muchao quickly asked: "Mom, has Yangyang been burning since yesterday?"

"No, I woke up for a while while cooking in the morning. I fed him a few mouthfuls of porridge and fell asleep again." Mrs. Zhang said with tears: "I was so burned that I started talking nonsense. I screamed a few times. It doesn't work at all. Mu Yao, this is the first time Yangyang has done this. Even after drinking the decoction, it doesn't work.

I heard that the carriage is still waiting at the entrance of the village. I am afraid that Yangyang’s brain will be burned out. I beg you to take him to the city and find a better doctor to see him! "

It has been burning since yesterday, and it looks really dangerous!

How long did it take to get to the city?

Besides, those doctors' medicines may not be more effective than hers.

Qiao Muyao stood up and said, "Mom, I remember you had some buffalo horns and cinnabar powder before. Let me try to cook some side medicine for him."

After my grandfather passed away, the medicinal materials were divided among several children. My mother was given some rare medicinal materials, but she has been reluctant to use them all these years.

Mrs. Zhang looked at her in disbelief, "You...you want to prescribe medicine for him?"

Qiao Muyao nodded, "Yangyang's condition is a bit serious. I'm afraid it's too late to go to the city now."

"What are you talking about, girl? My medicines don't work, but what you prescribe will work?" Mrs. Zhang said with some disappointment: "How about you go and tell the driver that I can save the fare?" give him."

"This is not a matter of fare. If I say it can be done, it can be done." Qiao Muyao urged: "Mom, go and find the medicinal materials. I will keep them for him to get..."

"You go away, just pretend that I don't have you as my daughter! It's true that I don't recognize people when I have money. My Yangyang has been burned to such a degree that I don't even want to use a car. You don't have to come to visit me pretentiously!"

Mrs. Zhang, who had always been gentle, suddenly lost her temper when she looked at her silk skirt. "My house is small and shabby. You'd better leave, lest your luxurious materials get dirty!"

(End of this chapter)