The peasant girl led her mother and sister to become rich

When Song Yunran was about to leave, the couple refused to let her go and insisted on keeping her for dinner. If Aunt Niu hadn't said that there were patients waiting for her, she would never have let her go.

As soon as I left Aunt Niu's house, I went to look for Chen Jiabao. The pain on her face was at its worst, so I asked her to come out for a check-up almost every one or two days.

The most luxurious private room in Fumanlou had already been booked by Chen Jiabao, just for the convenience of her facial treatment.

When Song Yunran arrived, Chen Jiabao had already arrived. He was sitting by the window, looking at the people on the street with boredom. It seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.

Chen Jiabao looked back at Song Yunran who had arrived late, and said in a coquettish tone: "You are finally here! If you hadn't come, I would have fallen asleep."

Chen Jiabao is now completely unrecognizable, with his entire face covered with pustules.

An ordinary person would be so disgusted that they wouldn't even dare to look at her, but Song Yunran walked up to her without any disgust and took the hand she extended.

"I was delayed by something, so I'll treat you to dinner today as an apology."

Song Yunran knew that she was unhappy these days, so she tried to coax her on purpose.

Because her sweetheart, her cousin, was getting married, and his husband was her half-sister.

In fact, they can be considered her enemies, because her mother was killed by her stepmother, and her face was poisoned by them.

Du Run is the expert when it comes to matters of the heart, so Song Yunran, who has never been in a relationship, doesn't know how to guide her.

He could only tell her about her illness, and after the maid brought water and carefully washed his hands, he began to examine her face.

Now is the time when there are the most pustules. Some have already burst, and some yellow-green blood can be vaguely seen oozing out.

"Scars should have formed after this acupuncture treatment, so don't touch it with your hands, and don't scratch or pinch it, otherwise it will leave scars. If these wounds after poisoning are not treated properly, the scars will be almost impossible to remove."

After the examination, Song Yunran washed her hands and gave her detailed instructions, but Chen Jiabao was obviously absent-minded.

"Jiabao, what's wrong with you?" Song Yunran continued to ask softly.

Looking at the depressed Chen Jiabao, Song Yunran also felt sad, because after getting to know her over the past few days, she found that this girl was actually quite good.

Although sometimes a little arrogant, it's no big deal. Especially after detoxification, I no longer have that irritable feeling I used to have.

Facing Song Yunran's concern, Chen Jiabao felt warm in his heart and his eyes were sore, but he quickly adjusted his mood and smiled: "I'm fine, you continue talking! I'm listening!"

Song Yunran said angrily: "Didn't you say last time that we were good friends? Why! Is there anything you can't tell me?"

Seeing Song Yunran so worried about him, Chen Jiabao felt a little guilty. He lowered his head and thought for a while, then whispered:

"When I was little, my parents told me that my cousin was my future husband, so I listened to him and treated him very well. Growing up, there was only my cousin in my heart, and I never looked at anyone else.

Later my mother passed away, and not long after that, my face was ruined, so my father planned to cancel my engagement with my cousin and marry that bitch instead.

Actually, I was really angry and upset. At first I thought my cousin didn’t like me because my face was too ugly. But last night, I accidentally overheard the conversation between my cousin and that bitch.

It turns out that my cousin and that bitch have known each other since childhood, and the person my cousin has always wanted to marry is her. They have been together for a long time, but I didn’t know it. Even my cousin knows who put the poison on my face, but he protected that bitch.

I have loved him for so many years, why is he unwilling to look at me more? What is wrong with me that makes me inferior to her? "

When Chen Jiabao finished speaking, his face was already covered with tears, and finally he couldn't help but cover his face and burst into tears.

"Jiabao, no one will have a smooth life. The injuries you have suffered before will be healed by others in the future. He is not worthy of you, and trash only deserves to be in the trash can.

I think a girl like you will definitely find someone better in the future. I think that in life, there is not only love, but also friendship, family, and career. Why should you be obsessed with him alone? Your happiness should be controlled by yourself, and your mood should be determined by yourself. "

Chen Jiabao was a little confused after hearing this, but he couldn't stop crying.

Song Yunran felt that Chen Jiabao actually knew everything, and she knew it better than anyone else.

So it’s useless for outsiders to say anything. Only when she moves on by herself can she truly let it go.

Song Yunran didn't know what to say for a moment. He just hugged her quietly, thinking that it would be fine after she finished crying.

After Chen Jiabao calmed down, Song Yunran was worried about her, so she personally sent her home. Unexpectedly, she ran into the cousin and sister that Chen Baozhu mentioned at the door. The two of them were very affectionate with each other and didn't notice the hatred that Chen Jiabao had in mind.

Chen Jiabao turned his head away from the couple and pulled Song Yunran to him, "Yunran, are you going to come see me after the New Year? Can I ask you to go in and check my grandma's health? I noticed that she hasn't been in a good mood recently."

Seeing that it was still early, she agreed to go check on her grandmother with Chen Jiabao: "Okay, but you have to hurry up, I have to go to the shop to pick up my mother and the others later."

Chen Jiabao took Song Yunran around twice before they arrived at the place. It must be said that the ancient people were quite powerful. A house like this was like a maze to her.

Although Chen Jiabao's nurse was quite old and her hair was completely white, her skin was well maintained. Song Yunran stepped forward and bowed: "Hello, old lady."

Old Madam Chen looked at Song Yunran quietly, and after a while she smiled and said, "You must be Yunran! I heard Jiabao mention you often, no wonder Jiabao likes to play with you so much, how did you grow up? You are so beautiful, like a flower bud."

Song Yunran replied a little embarrassedly: "Thank you for the compliment, old lady. Actually, there is no secret. It just grew up casually."

"Haha...! You are such an interesting girl, so lovable."

"Hehehe..."

Song Yunran's words successfully made the old lady and Chen Jiabao laugh, and even the maid beside them couldn't help but hold back her laughter.

After examining the old lady's body and writing out some medicine, it was already afternoon when I came out.

He hurried back to the shop, but did not see the Song family members. Thinking that there might be too many things and they had not bought all of them, he waited in the shop.

Time passed minute by minute, the sun was about to set, but there was still no sign of him. Song Yunran became more and more panicked, so he quickly closed the door and planned to go look for him on the street.