Rebirth Era's Petite Wife

Chapter 1250 You also want a prescription
Han Qiwei said: "It is now 1981, and there are no more wars outside. The Japanese country was defeated by us as early as 36 years ago."

The man was overjoyed at first, then his complexion changed drastically, and he cursed bitterly: "Shameless villain, how dare you lie to me!"

Probably because he was too emotional, the man coughed violently, Shen Jiao hurriedly fed him another pill, and then poured down a bowl of water, the man calmed down.

"It's true that there is no more fighting outside now?" The man wanted to reconfirm, as if he didn't quite believe it.

"Of course, there has been no war for a long time. Under the leadership of the great leader, the common people live a very happy life." Han Qiwei said.

The man's face changed again, and he looked at him incredulously, "What did you say? Who is the current president?"

Han Qiwei laughed and said, "It's not okay to be called the president now, we are called XX."

The man's expression was unpredictable, and it took a long time before he said in a hoarse voice, "Is there anything to eat?"

"I'll go down and cook some noodles, you wait a moment."

Shen Jiao and Han Qiwei went to the kitchen to cook noodles together. Han Qiwei was worried and had to follow her. In fact, she was not afraid at all, but she didn't want to take away Han Qiwei's kindness, so she let him go.

"Is there a newspaper? I want to read a newspaper." The man asked again.

"I have it in my car, Serena, go get it for him."

Shen Jiao took a few more glances at this old man. She looked a little old before, but when he woke up, he was not that old anymore, and he had a very special aura.

This man is definitely not an ordinary person. He is in an unfamiliar environment and he is seriously ill, but he can still be so calm, which is impossible for ordinary people.

Shen Jiao took a bottle of ointment from the medicine box and handed it to Du Zhong, saying: "This ointment is good for reducing inflammation and pain, you can apply it on him."

"It's okay, I'm used to it." The man didn't care about the rotten sores on his body.

"Let's just wipe it on, it will make you more comfortable." Du Zhong persuaded softly.

"It's up to you, as long as you don't dislike it."

The man glanced at him and exposed his back in front of Du Zhong. Du Zhong smiled and applied the medicine for him calmly. The effect of the medicine was very obvious, and the man sighed comfortably after applying it.

Shen Jiao took the dried noodles and oil, salt, sauce and vinegar from the car. Han Qiwei praised her for being thoughtful, but Shen Jiao just smiled and didn't explain. There is a charcoal stove in the kitchen, and Shen Jiao quickly cooked three bowls of hot air. There were steaming noodles in soup, and a few poached eggs were fried, lying on the noodles, and dripping with sesame oil, Han Qiwei's stomach growled.

"Take the noodles up and eat, look at you hungry." Shen Jiao said angrily.

Han Qiwei rubbed his head in embarrassment, and the two returned to the attic. The man was reading the newspaper with a strange expression on his face, as if he was about to cry or not.

"Let's have some noodles first."

Shen Jiao gave the noodles to the man, and after cooking the noodles for a while, the man's complexion improved a lot, it was quite different from his previous appearance of dying of illness, she took the pulse of the man by the way, and was surprised.

The man's intermittent pulse became stronger. Although it was not comparable to that of a healthy person, he was no longer in danger of dying. This man's recovery ability was really amazing.

"It's all right now, and it will be fine after a few more days." Shen Jiao smiled.

Du Zhong and Han Qiwei were very happy. The man didn't seem surprised at all, and sneered, "I don't die so easily."

He picked up the hot noodle soup, took a deep breath greedily, and sighed, "It's so delicious. I haven't had such a delicious noodle soup for decades."

After finishing speaking, he picked up a large chopsticks of noodles and ate them voraciously. He swallowed without even chewing. Du Zhong and Han Qiwei's noodles were less than half eaten, but his noodles had bottomed out. There was no juice left.

"Is there any more noodles?" the man asked.

Shen Jiao was dumbfounded for a while, then hesitated and said: "You have just recovered from a serious illness, so it's better not to eat too much."

The man laughed: "Don't worry, I'm not sick at all, and I won't die. Get me another bowl of noodles, fry a few more eggs, and add more sesame oil."

Shen Jiao had no choice but to cook another bowl of noodles for him, completely according to his request, fried a full four eggs, poured a lot of sesame oil, the man was very satisfied with holding it, and wiped out the bowl of noodles up.

"It's much more comfortable, thank you girl." The man rubbed his belly with a satisfied expression.

"You're welcome, I'll take your pulse again."

Shen Jiao was worried, and took another test, her pulse became stronger again, and those two bowls of noodles were like a panacea, which instantly restored the man's vitality.

"What do you do? Do you also want to know the prescription of the potion? You should give up on it. The Japanese kingdom has been defeated. I will not let you use this potion to fight a civil war." The man said suddenly, with a very serious expression on his face. .

Han Qiwei was young and energetic, and couldn't help but said: "What kind of medicine prescription? What kind of civil war? What are you talking about? We only rescued you because you were pitiful. Don't be careful to judge the belly of a gentleman."

The man sneered, and didn't believe Han Qiwei's words, so he simply closed his eyes and got up.

Du Zhong said: "Sir, I misunderstood. Now is a peaceful age. Why do we need to fight civil war? As for the medicine prescription you mentioned, we don't even know about it."

Just letting Han Qiwei and Du Zhong say what they said, the man just kept silent, and he was very wary of Shen Jiao and the others.

When Shen Jiao heard the medicine prescription, something flashed in her mind, and it took her a long time to catch it, and she couldn't help asking: "Sir, is the medicine you mentioned made of stone?"

The man's complexion changed drastically, his eyes shot out suddenly, Shen Jiao took a few steps back in fright, but thanks to Han Qiwei's support, her heart was pounding with fright.

I don't know what this man was doing before, but his eyes are so powerful, it seems like he wants to eat people.

"You still say you don't know this recipe? Don't try to lie to me again!" the man snapped.

Du Zhong heard about the stone potion from Zhao Si, and he didn't think of it before, but when Shen Jiao said that, he thought of it too, and was taken aback, and said to the man: "Sir, you still misunderstood, we really didn't think about it." I asked for your prescription, and the reason I know about this stone potion is because someone outside has used this potion."

"Someone used it? Is that person Mao Erzhu?" the man asked in surprise.

Shen Jiao shook her head and said, "I've never heard of this person. The name of the person I'm talking about is Mao Dakai. Which Mao are you? The Mao in the hut or Mao Mao?"

The man said: "Mao in the hut is about the same age as me."

Du Zhong and Han Qiwei twitched the corners of their mouths, the Mao in the hut?

It's quite suitable for that Maoda to drive, it really stinks.

Han Qiwei couldn't help but said, "Could it be a name change? What does Mao Erzhu look like?"

Shen Jiao snapped: "You don't know Mao Dakai's appearance, how can you compare? That's it, I'll talk about it tomorrow if I have anything to do, go back to sleep now, I have to go to work tomorrow!"

(End of this chapter)