Rebirth at the highest level: The abstinent uncle breaks his vow for her

Seeing Jiang Xueyao coming back, Yun Jinman's eyes lit up, with a gentle and loving look, "Yaoyao is back!"

"What do you want to eat? Mom will make it for you!"

Jiang Xueyao stepped forward and held her mother's hand and said, "Mom, I'm not hungry now."

"Mom, are you feeling well?"

Yun Jinman shook her head and said, "No, I feel fine. I feel very relaxed."

"During this period of time, you have taken care of Mom's health. Mom has become much younger."

She used to have white hair on her head, but now all her hair has turned black.

The whole person does look a lot younger.

People in the village also come to the pharmacy to buy medicine to make their hair darker.

However, the effect of the medicine they took was not as strong as the one she took.

But my daughter's medicine always works.

Yun Jinman looked at her daughter with eyes full of love, and she wanted to be better to her daughter.

I feel like my daughter has suffered a lot outside for so many years, but she doesn’t even know it.

She wanted to make up for everything to her daughter.

Jiang Xueyao looked at her mother's eyes, smiled and said, "Mom, if you take good care of your body every day as I say, you will be younger."

The medicine she prescribed for her mother was different from the one sold at the clinic.

The medicines in the clinic are all prepared with normal medicinal materials.

The medicine given to my mother uses rare and precious medicinal materials, so the effect is naturally different.

Now my mother's legs can walk normally.

Jiang Xueyao looked at her mother carefully and found that her skin was getting better and better.

She looked happy.

Jiang Xueyao actually wanted to ask about the Gu family, but if her mother didn’t remember, or just didn’t want to talk about it after remembering, then she wouldn’t ask.

The mother and daughter talked about some personal things.

In the evening, Yun Jinman made and cooked dumplings, thinking of asking Yun Shilan to send some to Mr. Hong.

"This time it's all thanks to Mr. Hong. Shi Lan, take these dumplings to Mr. Hong."

Jiang Xueyao reached out and took the lunch box and said, "I'll go deliver it!"

"There's something I want to ask Mr. Hong."

"Alright."

……

When Jiang Xueyao arrived at Mr. Hong's house, she saw Mr. Hong collecting medicinal herbs.

Jiang Xueyao saw that these medicinal herbs were of excellent quality and were well dried.

This shows how serious and strict Mr. Hong is in treating medicinal materials.

"Mr. Hong!"

"It's the miracle doctor girl!"

Mr. Hong was smiling and looked very happy.

Although according to seniority, he is already a grandfather.

However, he did not regard Jiang Xueyao as a junior. He was really surprised and impressed by Jiang Xueyao's medical skills.

He was now excited when he thought of the phantom nineteen needles.

It is worth it to be able to witness such medical skills in my lifetime.

"Mr. Hong, you are embarrassing me. I only know the basics."

"If you mean I know only the basics, then I don't know any medical skills."

"Especially your formation, which has been lost for a long time."

Jiang Xueyao put the food box on the table. "My mother asked me to bring you some dumplings. Thank you, Mr. Hong, for today."

Old Hong smiled and said, "You are too polite. I only helped a little. You were the one who saved your mother."

He likes living in this village because the people there are very nice.

The people there are simple and honest. No matter who he treats or helps, everyone will give him some food.

Let him feel a little warmth and forget the cold feeling from the Ancient Medical Alliance.

"Thank you, too."

"But Mr. Hong, your medical skills are really good. How come you are confined to such a small village?"

In Jiang Xueyao's opinion, Mr. Hong must be an extraordinary person.

Mr. Hong said: "Just like you and your mother, you are not ordinary, but you still live in the village."

Jiang Xueyao said: "That's right, if Mr. Hong doesn't want to talk about it, then I won't ask."

“But when Mr. Hong saw Lan Ruoliu’s look at that time, he seemed to know something.”