Rebirth Era's Petite Wife

Chapter 229 Chapter 226 Rotten from head to toe (1000 monthly pass +)

Han Defu proudly talked about the process of her rectifying Qi Huarong: "It couldn't be easier, I just bumped into Qi Huarong's body, and I grabbed his arm, at least a few inches long, hehe !"

Shen Jiao patted Han Defu's shoulder with satisfaction: "Tomorrow I'll make salted egg yolk mooncakes for you. You can take care of the egg whites!"

"Okay, Chou Dexing likes to eat egg whites, and I eat egg yolks, so we work together!" Han Defu was elated.

Shen Jiao silently shed tears of sympathy for Han Dexing. Han Dexing basically ate all the salted egg whites yesterday. According to Han Dewei, this fat man almost drank the water tank of Han Qiguang's house. After getting up and going to the toilet dozens of times, both of them couldn't sleep well.

However, one of these two enemies is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, and they both enjoy it!

Han Defu laughed alone for a while, and then asked: "Jiaojiao, when does your medicine powder work?"

"Three days, Qi Huarong will not dare to go out after three days of safekeeping, just wait and see!"

Shen Jiao was very confident, she had prepared this medicine in her previous life, and she had tested it on the dog in the mansion. Within three days, the dog's body was covered with rotten sores, and the smell was unbearable. Shen Jiao applied the medicine on it to recover.

Qi Huarong will never escape this time!

Thinking of Qi Huarong's body full of rotten sores, Shen Jiao and Han Defu looked at each other with a sinister smile, and the flower of friendship blossomed even brighter!

Qi family
Qi Huarong looked in the mirror in panic, and there were several rotten sores on her white neck, which were bleeding pus, and exuded a strange smell, a bit like body odor, even she herself couldn't stand the smell, it was disgusting.

Not only on the neck, but also on the hands, body and legs. The whole body except the face is covered with such abscesses, and it is more rotten than the neck, and the yellow pus keeps flowing out. As soon as the underwear was put on, it was stained with pus, and the smell was unbearable.

What exactly is going on?

How could she be covered with sores inexplicably?

Obviously, she has never touched dirty things, and she has not eaten anything indiscriminately!

How could she go out like this?

Qi Huarong caressed her face with trembling hands, and she felt a little fortunate that her face was still intact without any sores, which made her feel a little comforted!
Shen Jiao smirked: Don't worry, I'll be here right away!

Qi Huamin came back with a handful of fresh weeds in his hand. Qi Huarong seemed to have seen a savior, and asked eagerly, "Brother, can these herbs cure me?"

"Let's try it for now, and change it if it doesn't work." Qi Huamin raised his eyebrows, not in a good mood.

Since the Mid-Autumn Festival, Shen Jiao has not been here once. Although she came rarely before, she can come two or three times a month, and she will send Zhu Siya to bring some food from time to time, but now Shen Jiao is not only Not coming, not even eating.

Did Shen Jiao discover something?
impossible!
Qi Huamin still has confidence in his Mongolian sweat medicine, this is a prescription he got from an ancient book, even Old Master Qi doesn't know it, let alone Shen Jiao.

There should be other reasons. After Hua Rong's skin disease is cured, he will go to Shen's house to find out. He must get the Shen's prescription!

A bad smell came into his nose, Qi Huamin frowned slightly, Huarong's sores were really strange, he had tried several prescriptions, but it was useless, the sores on his body were getting worse and worse, This trend is likely to spread to the top of the head within three days!

Imagine Qi Huarong who was rotten from head to toe, Qi Huamin couldn't help gasping!
"I'm going to cook!"

Qi Huarong complained for a while, and then got up to prepare dinner. Mr. Qi's three meals a day were very punctual, and he would be unhappy if it was a few minutes earlier or delayed.

"You can take a bath with these medicinal soups first, and I will make dinner."

Qi Huamin scooped the cooked brown medicinal soup into the bucket and asked Qi Huarong to take a bath. After Qi Huarong went to the bathroom, Qi Huamin let out a sigh of relief. Huarong's body smell, he really couldn't eat the cooked rice mouth.

Old Master Qi came back with the medicine box on his back, saw that it was Qi Huamin cooking dinner, and asked, "Has Hua Rong's sore healed?"

"Not yet, I picked Senecio, Shichangpu, mint, cnidium, honeysuckle... for Huarong, and made it into a medicinal soup for her to take a bath. I hope this time it will be good." Qi Huamin replied respectfully.

Old Master Qi nodded. He was quite satisfied with Qi Huamin's prescription. After thinking for a while, he said, "If it doesn't work anymore, then add Angelica dahurica and Cicada slough, take it internally and soak in soup, and do both."

"Yes, grandson knows." Qi Huamin replied.

Grandpa Qi put down the medicine box and wanted to go to the backyard to take a bath. Qi Huamin said, "Grandpa, Grandpa Shen hosted a banquet for our family during the Mid-Autumn Festival last time. Why don't we invite Shen's family back in a few days? What does Grandpa think?"

Old Man Qi turned to look at Qi Huamin, sized him up for a few seconds, his expression was a little serious, Qi Huamin was uneasy, wondering what the old man was thinking, or what he had discovered?
"No need, our food is not good, so we won't invite others. Your grandpa Shen won't care about it."

After Mr. Qi finished speaking, he went to the backyard, no longer caring about Qi Huamin who hadn't finished speaking, Qi Huamin clenched his fists, his eyes glistened, he was no longer respectful and polite as before, but ambitious.

Qi Huarong used countless kinds of herbs to make the soup, and the skin almost peeled off several layers of skin, but the rotten sores on her body did not heal at all. I can't wait to soak in the medicine soup all day instead of going out to meet people.

But the clothes changed every day at home always have to be washed in the small river at the foot of the mountain, not only her own clothes, but also the clothes of old man Qi and Qi Huamin, there is a big bucket of clothes to be washed every day.

Qi Huarong wore long clothes and trousers, wrapped his body tightly, and wrapped his whole head with a gauze scarf, so that even a breath of wind could not pass through. If he was dressed like this on a farm, no one would say anything. After all, the farm is already very cold in autumn.

But in N Province, October is a good time for autumn and crispness. At most, you can only wear two clothes, and some people who are afraid of the heat can only wear a long-sleeved shirt. How strange!
Qi Huarong deliberately chose noon to do the laundry. There would not be many people by the river at this time, but she was not lucky today, and she heard talking and laughing just as she walked to the river.

It turned out to be enemies Han Defu and Shen Jiao, as well as Han Dexing and Han Dewei, Han Sigui and Han Sili, and Han Gaoshi and some women gathered to wash the quilt covers, not a lot of people.

Qi Huarong's heart skipped a beat, and he wanted to go back immediately, but Han Sigui yelled, "Huarong washes clothes here, there's still an empty seat here!"

Han Gao glared at her daughter, Han Sigui stuck out her tongue, not daring to make a sound, ran over to accompany Han Defu, Shen Jiao, and the others to touch the small fish.

　The monthly ticket is 1015 tickets, my heart is jumping, Lao Yang will cheer, thank you angels!

　　Note: Although the prescription of Chinese herbal soup in this article is not invented by Lao Yang, readers should not try it lightly, and follow the doctor's advice for everything!Remember!

　　
　
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