Chapter 18
"Ma'am, this is dysmenorrhea."

"You really believe in that quack doctor, my mother is poisoned."

Zijuan's face was pale with fright, and tears fell instantly: "Poisoning, how could it be, how could it be."

"How do I know how it happened." Long Aohan also came in during the scolding, and Meng Baiyun commanded familiarly: "Zijuan, climb up and hug my mother, Zhuyun, help me feed my mother salt water."

After the division of labor was completed, Meng Baiyun removed the copper hook of the curtain, pinched her mother's chin, and inserted the end of the copper hook into her mother's throat, stirring and irritating the pharyngeal wall.

"Ouch!" There was a retch, a puddle of filth, a few drops splashed on Long Aohan's body, he didn't even frown, Meng Baiyun didn't bother to apologize to him, and hurriedly ordered: "Quick, give me some water.— —Mother, be obedient and drink more water."

The half-comatose woman, dominated by a powerful will to survive, began to swallow.

After feeding him a large bowl of salt water, Meng Baiyun continued to induce vomiting, most of what he spit out was already water. After repeating this seven or eight times, a thin layer of sweat oozed from Meng Baiyun's forehead, and his cheeks were flushed from being nervous and busy. , She probably didn't know how charming she was like this.

"Huh, it's almost there, if you vomit my mother again, you will vomit and collapse, Zijuan, give me my mother, don't look for unreliable ones, find some reliable ones, Zhu Yun can feed my mother mung bean water. "

"Reliable, miss, what is reliable?"

"It's the best, the best, do you understand?"

Zijuan nodded and said yes, and wanted to get out of bed to find a doctor, but was stopped by Long Aohan, but saw him take off a jade pendant from his waist: "In Yancui Village in the east of the city, look for a man named Guigu, he saw the jade pendant, will follow you."

Zijuan was still in a daze, Meng Baiyun kicked her calf, the force was not heavy, just urging: "Go, why are you still standing there?"

Zijuan nodded hurriedly: "I'm going now, servant girl."

After a lot of busy work, Meng Baiyun finally got some free time. Her mother slept peacefully and her breathing calmed down. It seemed that there was nothing serious about it. This time she was really a dead horse.

She studied obstetrics and knew little about detoxification. She only knew how to induce vomiting, gastric lavage and colon lavage. She couldn't do the latter two, so she could only do her best to complete the first one. Unexpectedly, it really worked.

Exhausted, her clothes were still wet and drenched with sweat, she couldn't help but sneezed loudly.

After beating, she found that Long Aohan's strands of hair were also slightly wet, and her mother's vomit was still on the hem of her clothes. She apologized: "I'm sorry to trouble you!"

A broad and big palm gently pinched a strand of her fallen long hair, and pinned it behind her ear. The gentle movement made Meng Baiyun dizzy for a moment.

She reached out to touch her forehead in embarrassment, and the letter in her cuff fell down.

After seeing that Baiyun accepted the three words, Long Aohan's hand froze for a moment, then, with a cold expression, he retracted it.

"Leave this to Guigu, and I'll take you back."

Meng Baiyun lowered his head to pick up the letter on the ground, looked at the night and was startled: "It's so late, don't my mother-in-law come back, my Bolengay."

That bitter haha ​​look was a bit funny, but that face was so beautiful, even if it was such a funny bitter look, it would only arouse people's love and affection.

Just thinking of the familiar handwriting on those dozens of letters, Long Aohan's eyes were so cold that there was no warmth.

Meng Baiyun felt it, felt the coldness and alienation emanating from his body.

She suddenly felt very embarrassed. The man was gentle and soft the moment before, but now he was as cold as ice. It made people feel like he had done something wrong.

So, she stopped talking, afraid that if she said a word, she didn't have any thoughts for him, so the so-called less talk and less mistakes.

The two were silent, and she didn't say goodbye until he took her back to the room safely: "Thank you."

"It's okay."

His figure disappeared into the night, and Meng Baiyun felt a strange taste in his heart, sweet and empty.

But soon, all she had left was bitter haha.

(End of this chapter)

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