The reborn son cursed his mother, bah, she heard it all

After Qi Ren returned to the house, he held the handkerchief in his arms for a while, and then he made some spiritual spring water to drink.

Half lying on the bed, he took small sips, afraid that drinking too quickly would be wasted.

He never thought that Doctor Zhu would come to see him, "I heard from my grandfather that Miss Jiang treated you. How is your condition? Let me take a look..."

As he said this, he was about to touch Qi Ren's wound, but the latter stood up suddenly and prevented him from touching it.

"Miss Jiang said that the medicine should be changed every three to five days. We can't touch it randomly to avoid infection."

So arrogant.

Doctor Zhu, "..."

"You kid now only treat her as a doctor, and I am just an outsider, right? Okay, then next time you have a headache or fever, don't come to me!" Doctor Zhu said as he walked out the door.

Qi Ren thought that this was impossible to guarantee, so he pulled the person back.

After a long notice, Doctor Zhu finally improved his attitude.

The main reason is that he has more important things to do with Qi Ren, and he can’t lose the big picture for the small.

"Um, Qi boy, do you still have the medicinal stone you bought from Miss Jiang last time?"

Hearing this, Qi Ren protected his chest almost as a reflex.

The first batch was eaten early, and the rest was exchanged for gold nuggets!

How could Zhu Rong know?

Qi Ren hugged his chest, his eyes full of caution.

Doctor Zhu didn't care about it. Instead, he pleaded, "Qi boy, I know you are not a stingy person. Can you give me a little more?

“To be honest, my wife and I were in our 30s or 40s when we had our daughter. But she has had a red birthmark on her cheek since she was born, and we couldn’t get rid of it no matter how hard we tried.

"The girl loves beauty. For more than ten years, because of this birthmark, she has not left the house. She is sullen and doesn't see anyone. She also secretly used various medicine powders to rub her behind my back, and even cut her face with a knife..."

Doctor Zhu's voice choked up as he spoke.

Qi Ren couldn't bear it, and hurriedly poured him a cup of tea, "Hey, don't be sad, don't be sad, there will always be a bright day.

"You want medicine stone, right?

"You're lucky. I got another piece. I'll just cut half of it for you."

It sounds pathetic.

Qi Ren took out the spiritual spring crystal without saying a word, pulled out the dagger from his calf and prepared to cut.

Zhu Rong wiped his tears and held his hand, "Don't panic, listen to what I have to say.

"It's the powder I got from you last time. I took it back and put it in a small box. I wanted to study it, but Mi'er found it and mixed it with other medicines without my knowledge and rubbed it on her face.

"I didn't know at first, but she asked me excitedly a few days ago if the birthmark on her face had faded a little bit. Then I found out."

Qi Ren couldn't help but be curious when he heard this, "Ah, then... is it really effective or is it fake?"

My heart has long been inclined towards the former.

After all, he found it very useful, otherwise he wouldn't be willing to part with a two-liang gold nugget!

Doctor Zhu sighed, "Alas... I don't know. Mi'er mixed too many kinds of powdered medicine. Who knows which one of them or the combination of them worked?"

Qi Ren was anxious, "So has the birthmark faded?"

Zhu Rong recalled, "It seems... it is a little bit pale."

"That's it!" Qi Ren cut off half a piece and gave it to Zhu Rong. "Take it and study it carefully when you go back. As long as it is effective for sister Mi'er's birthmark, I will think of a way to make it again the next time I see Miss Jiang."

Zhu Rong held the spiritual spring crystal in a daze, feeling very moved.

His lips whispered, "Miss Jiang...it's not easy to ask for a piece, right?"

Qi Ren thought of his gold nude and felt a little pain in his teeth, but he still waved his hand and said, "Ah, what's our relationship? There's no point in talking about this. Just use it and we'll talk about it later when it's gone."

Zhu Rong stood up and bowed to Qi Ren, "I thank Guard Qi. I have saved some money from my medical practice over the years, and I will give it to Guard Qi later."

"Hey! Don't send me off, I don't want it!" Qi Ren refused, but Zhu Rong had already run away like a gust of wind.

He shook his head. Although the old man was quite old, his legs and feet were still very nimble.

No one knew that except Zhu Rong, Yan Zhuo also subtly felt the magic of the spiritual spring water.

Ever since eating the wild fruits left by Jiang Ying and drinking Qi Ren's weird water.

He held the pen for three hours in one breath and didn't feel tired at all.

You have to know that if it were in the past, two hours would be a stretch, and the last half hour would still feel numb and tingling, and the whole person would have no strength and sweat profusely.

But Yan Zhuo has gotten used to it.

I even deliberately challenge my own limits, because only in this way do I feel that I am truly alive.

When his hand was just disabled, it was a luxury for him to even raise his arm.

It was because of repeated practice and not giving up that I gradually made some progress and my left hand was able to hold a pen and write.

Although the injury to his right hand was still serious, Yan Zhuo stubbornly believed that as long as he continued to persevere, he would definitely gain something.

Looking at his left hand that had suddenly grown stronger, Yan Zhuo, as if possessed by a ghost, slowly raised his right hand to take the pen held in his left wrist.

——He had tried this action countless times and failed countless times, but in the next second, he did it!

He held the brush firmly in his right hand for about ten breaths, and then dropped it on the table with a "pop".

The black ink broke apart and smudged, ruining the big words he had just written.

But Yan Zhuo didn’t feel any pity at all. On the contrary, he felt throbbing inside!

Is there any chance for his hand to fully recover?

……

The small spiritual spring water, like the wings flapping inadvertently in the South American rainforest, silently causes the butterfly effect.

Jiang Ying didn't know all this. She took the money and asked Chen Ma to buy some seasonal fruits to eat.

Isn't the purpose of making money to enjoy life?

Mother Chen came back soon and bought the best mulberries, sugarcane and cherries.

I only buy the best ones.

Chen Ma and Siyu were even reluctant to eat it, but when Jiang Ying put it in his mouth, he felt that it was still a little bit lacking.

It turns out that only products produced by Space are considered high-quality!

She ate a few and didn't want them anymore, so she gave them all to Chen Ma and Siyu. She thought that once her life became stable, she would definitely get a piece of land and transplant some of the fruit trees in the space, watering them with spiritual spring water every day. She didn't believe that she couldn't grow similar fruits!

What’s funny is that when they were eating fruits, little Yanzhi’s saliva was also flowing.

The kind that can't be controlled.

[Fuck! You better be more polite. I've eaten all kinds of delicacies in my past life!]

[Woo woo, I’m not greedy! ]

[Ahhhhh, why don’t they take the food somewhere else? Why do they have to eat it in front of me! ]

Xiao Yanzhi's obsidian eyes rolled around, and when Siyu was teasing him with a red cherry, he snatched it away and stuffed it into his mouth in the blink of an eye.

Naturally, Siyu and Chen Ma were frightened to death, and it took them a lot of effort to prevent him from getting stuck by the cherry pit.

But he had already eaten up all the flesh on top.

Although the cherries were red and a bit sour, it was the first time for Xiao Yanzhi to eat them. He had a sensitive taste buds and the sourness made him so upset that his eyes and eyebrows wrinkled uncontrollably and he even shook his head and shivered.

Jiang Ying was so amused that he almost died.

After feeding his monkey son after dinner, Jiang Ying waited until he was full, then quietly took out the sugarcane juice that had been squeezed but not finished from the space, and slowly used a spoon to add to the meal for his monkey son.

Food in space does not spoil.

At first, Xiao Yanzhi thought that Jiang Ying was feeding him something strange, so he closed his mouth to resist, until he accidentally took a sip. It tasted sweet, like honey, with an indescribable fragrance.

The little brat was instantly overwhelmed, [Delicious, delicious, delicious, mom, another spoonful. ]

[Is this sugar cane juice? Damn, why is it different from what I had in my previous life? Could it be that those damn servants deliberately bought inferior products to fool me? ]

[Mmmmmm… So fragrant and sweet, mother, please keep going! ]

Jiang Ying felt satisfied and amused.

But I only fed him five or six spoonfuls and then stopped, fearing that his delicate little stomach couldn't take it.

Although it is produced in space, this kind of situation generally does not occur.

Ten days passed like this, and finally there was some movement from the Jiang Guogong Mansion, and an invitation was sent to Jiang Ying.

Xiao Yanzhi was so excited, [It’s stable! Stupid mother, they are here to recognize you! ]