The farm life of a master of metaphysics

Chapter 38 Arrive in Time
Chicken soup is really the most nutritious thing.

After Song Ying ate a bowl of chicken soup and rice, she felt much better.

After that, under the insistence of Qin Jie and Song Zhi, Song Ying drank another bowl of soup, ate some vegetables, and stopped eating.

"I really can't eat anymore! You should eat too! Eat more meat! You also need to supplement your nutrition!" Song Ying looked at her father and Qin Jie, and said with concern.

"Uncle Song, you should also eat more chicken and drink some chicken soup!"

"Young Master Qin, you should also eat more chicken and drink some chicken soup!"

Song Zhi and Qin Jie spoke at the same time.

Song Ying stared at her father and Qin Jie with wide eyes, and then asked, "When did you two become so in harmony?"

Song Zhi and Qin Jie laughed when they heard Song Ying's words.

"We are a tacit understanding created by killing chickens!" Song Zhi finally said this sentence with a smile.

After eating and drinking enough, the hot water in the pot is also boiled.

At this time, the three of them were already tired, so after washing, they went back to their rooms to rest.

Song Ying was really tired and crazy today, she fell asleep straight away lying on the bed.

Song Zhi was similar, sleeping as soon as he touched the bed, and snoring behind him.

Although Qin Jie was a little tired at the moment, he was still not sleepy, so he lay on the bed, thinking about what happened to him before.

There must be a traitor by his side!It's just that I don't know if this traitor is at home in Beijing, or if he followed him out this time.

If that person was with him, would the other party think that he was hiding here?

Qin Jie carefully recalled what he said and did during this period of time.

Suddenly, Qin Jie thought of a possibility.

If that person is really someone close to him, then the other party will find Song Ying sooner or later.

Because that person knew that Song Ying was very good at divination, he might find Song Ying for divination, and then come to find him.

Therefore, he must remind Song Ying and the others tomorrow that they must be vigilant if anyone who claims to be someone close to him comes looking for him.

Thinking of this, Qin Jie's heart fluttered like an ant on a hot pot.

For a while, I wondered if the traitor came to the door and found that he was in the Song family, would it cause trouble for the Song family father and daughter?

After a while, Qin Jie wondered if the other party couldn't find him and came to Song Ying for a fortune-telling, whether it would be detrimental to Song Ying or something.

After thinking wildly for a long time, Qin Jie finally fell asleep in a daze.

The next day, when the Song family was really sleeping soundly, they heard someone knocking on the door outside.

Finally Song Zhi got up, yawned, then put on a piece of clothing and asked, "Who is it?"

"It's me, old drunkard!"

As soon as Song Zhi heard this, he hurriedly opened the door.

The drunkard old man glanced at Song Zhi, and asked, "Where's that girl Song Ying?"

"I fell asleep after drinking the chicken soup last night, and I haven't woken up yet!" Song Zhi woke up now, and said.

Hearing this, the drunkard old man frowned: "Take me to girl Song Ying's room, and I'll take her pulse!"

As soon as Song Zhi heard what the drunkard old man said, he immediately took him to Song Ying's room.

At this time, after knocking on the door for a while, Song Ying didn't answer.

Now, Song Zhi was a little anxious.

When the old drunkard saw him, he asked Song Zhi to stay away, and then slapped towards the door with his palm.

There was only a sound, and the door bolt inside fell down, and then the door was gently pushed open, and the door opened.

Song Zhi followed him in in a daze, looked at the undamaged door bolt on the ground, and was a little confused.

Here, the drunkard old man stretched out his hand and touched Song Ying's head, feeling some heat.

"Sure enough, this girl is sick!" With that said, the drunkard old man pulled Song Ying's hand out, and then checked her pulse.

When Song Zhi heard that Song Ying was ill, he immediately walked over anxiously and stood aside.

After the old drunkard took his pulse, Song Zhi asked anxiously, "How is my daughter?"

"What else can I do! Her body is already extremely weak. If you can't make up for her, I'm afraid you won't live for two years! As a father, you are really careless. But if you cared about her before Daughter, it’s not possible that you didn’t notice any abnormality! What a crime!” The drunkard old man felt sorry for Song Ying at the moment, and he didn’t even have the slightest politeness to tease Song Zhi.

Song Zhi is very uncomfortable at the moment, he already knows how wrong he was at the beginning!

If possible, he would like to exchange his life for his daughter's right now.

"What are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and fetch some warm boiled water, I have a good medicine for nourishing blood here, hurry up and drink it for Song Ying!" the old drunkard said with a beard blowing his beard.

Song Zhi woke up all of a sudden, and hurried to the kitchen.

There was cold boiled water in the kettle, but no hot water, so Song Zhi quickly lit a fire to boil some hot water.

Hot water and cold boiled water are mixed together to become warm boiled water.

When the old drunkard saw the water coming, he took out two porcelain bottles.

First he opened a porcelain bottle, and the old drunkard poured out a black pill.

"This is a fever!"

As he spoke, the old drunkard fed a pill into Song Ying's mouth.

After putting the pills in, the drunkard old man took over the bowl filled with warm boiled water.

"You raise the head of girl Ying'er!"

Song Zhi immediately followed the old drunkard's instructions, gently raised his daughter's head with his left hand, then sat on the bedside, and put Song Ying's head on his lap.

The drunkard old man put warm boiled water near Song Ying's mouth, and shouted softly: "Ying'er girl, be good, drink some water and swallow the pill, you'll be fine!"

Strange to say, Song Ying took the initiative to drink the water and swallowed the pill as if she had heard the old drunkard's words.

After confirming that Song Ying had swallowed the pills, the drunkard old man put the bowl aside, then took another porcelain bottle and said, "There are thirty pills in this porcelain bottle that nourish qi and blood, and you supervise Ying'er girl to eat every day." Take one pill. After a month, no matter how you can raise some energy and blood back!"

Song Zhi nodded gratefully when he heard the old drunkard's words.

"I will definitely watch Ying'er eat it!"

Seeing Song Zhi's sad look, the drunkard old man's heart softened a little.

"You, please pay more attention to this girl in the future! It's not easy for her to live till now! Only tell her after she wakes up. Take a good rest for two days, and don't bother to do fortune-telling or anything like that. It’s important to recharge your batteries.”

Song Zhi nodded, and wrote down what the drunkard old man said.

"By the way, Zhao Dalei has come to his senses, and the injuries on his body are not serious, and won't be life-threatening! But he was seriously injured, and he still has to recuperate in that wooden room!" The drunkard old man remembered something, and said .

(End of this chapter)