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Chapter 32 Replenishing Qi and Blood

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    Zhao Muchen frowned when he heard this and said, "Doctor, can you prescribe some medicine for her? She" He didn't dare to say the following words. He couldn't mention how he bullied the girl yesterday to the old doctor, right?

    The old doctor said: "Of course I have to prescribe medicine." After saying that, he started to write a prescription.

    "No need?" This was too fast. She really didn't want to take any medicine.

    But the prescription has already been written, and the old doctor said: "The medical treatment for you this time is free, but you have to spend money on the medicine. But you don't need to take too much, just take two doses."

    "Oh." There's no way, I've agreed on a few pieces, so let's grab them.

    Zhao Muchen still had a needle stuck in his head, so Fu Lanxiang had no choice but to get the medicine herself.  As soon as they left, the old doctor said: "I can only help you so much. Young man, you have to be more positive when you get home. Just say whatever you need to say."

    "Oh, her illness"

    Zhao Muchen was still very worried when he heard that Fu Lanxiang was ill, so he could only put aside other things temporarily.

    Who knew that the old doctor said: "Your wife is just a little angry, nothing is wrong. You are so young, so the medicine I prescribed is the same as the medicine you took that day, but the effect is weak."

    "What?" Zhao Muchen stood up in fright. What kind of tricks did this old doctor do?

    "What's the rush? This medicine will do no harm to her, only good."

    ¡°That, that¡¯s okay.¡±

    It would be a lie to say that Zhao Muchen didn¡¯t think about it. He had never thought about it ever since he started eating meat.  But after all, the tormented person is so miserable that he always feels that he needs to endure it a little longer.  In addition, Fu Lanxiang's attitude was not very good. She was thinking about divorcing him all the time. It would be strange if she could accept his hug again.

    I knew she would refuse and didn¡¯t want to lose face, so I didn¡¯t provoke her, but I was still looking forward to it.

    I didn¡¯t expect that the old doctor prescribed that kind of medicine, so can I stay in my wife¡¯s room tonight?  My mind was in such chaos that I didn¡¯t even feel the pain from the old doctor¡¯s prick.

    When Fu Lanxiang came back again and he had finished the injection, the two of them walked all the way home.

    Zhao Muchen had something on his mind and deliberately tried to get close to Fu Lanxiang, so as long as she didn't hold his hand, he wouldn't leave. Then the kind-hearted little girl would come back tremblingly, hold his hand, and pull him along.

    " If he had a strict style when he was still a soldier, he would never dare to hold hands and wander around outside so openly, but now that he is half-blind, it is normal for others to hold his hands.

    Fu Lanxiang was also aware of Zhao Muchen's sticky behavior towards her, but thinking that he was just a young man who acted like this, he didn't pay much attention to it. When he got home, he boiled medicine for him and then cooked rice, hoping to  He had breakfast and left.

    "Where's your medicine? Why don't you boil it and take it?"

    "I can eat it any day."

    "No, if you are sick, you must treat it. I will fry it for you."

    Fu Lanxiang quickly stretched out her hand to stop him and said, "Okay, please stop moving. I'd better fry it myself."

    Really, it¡¯s really frustrating to have her cook medicine for two people at a time on a hot day.  But she still fried it and drank the medicine in front of Zhao Muchen.

    But I don¡¯t know why, after drinking the medicine, the face of the man opposite became redder and redder.

    "What's wrong with you?" I reached out and touched his forehead. It wasn't hot.

    "Hot day."

    "Really?" Fu Lanxiang couldn't bear to be tired now, so she just heated up the morning's leftovers and took a bite at noon. By the time she finished clearing the dishes, she was very sleepy.

    He shook his hands and said, "No, I have to take a nap. You don't need to tell me when you leave later." Then he fell on the kang and fell into a deep sleep.

    Zhao Muchen is a little depressed. Is this old doctor's medicine to let her sleep like this so that he can do it more easily?

    But what if the person wakes up?

    ¡°Besides, it¡¯s still broad daylight now, what is he going to do?

    Since he didn¡¯t want to leave today, he went outside and asked someone to go to the shack to inform Uncle Zhao¡¯s youngest son to look after him for two days. He had to settle the family matters before going.

    Although spring is busy now, Uncle Zhao¡¯s youngest son is only sixteen or seventeen years old and can only do light work.

    ¡°As soon as someone went to notify them, they saw Fu Lanju and Wang Dalan¡¯s aunt walking towards them. They also saw Zhao Muchen, one had a look of fear on his face, and the other

    Zhao Muchen frowned. What does it mean for a woman to give such a pitiful expression to her brother-in-law? It shouldn't be anything serious.??Women.

    He has always stayed away from this kind of woman, otherwise she would remind him of the female spies in the early years, who basically behaved the same way with every man he met, and were shameless.

    Fu Lanju did not expect that the first impression she made on her eldest brother-in-law was that she was deeply disliked. While admiring his appearance, she thought about the vulgar man she married and felt sorry for herself.

    "Brother-in-law" These two words are so heart-stirring.

    Zhao Muchen turned around and left without even thinking about it.

    "You don't have anything to show off. From now on, just stay at my house." Wang Dalan's aunt came up and said, "Zhao Muchen, we have done all the work your wife asked us to do. Today  It¡¯s not a big job just to squeeze a pear together on the mountain, so I got five work points, and I asked my second uncle to take note of them.¡±

    Zhao Muchen raised an eyebrow, his daughter-in-law was very good at drawing inferences from one instance to another. She asked them to apologize but she asked them to earn work points.

    "Yeah." He agreed, picked up the broom and swept the yard, pretending not to see it.

    Wang¡¯s lazy aunt didn¡¯t say much, and took Fu Lanju away who was still ready to have some fun.

    "Let me tell you, that man named Zhao is not simple. If you dare to go to him again, you will be divorced sooner or later. Also, since my nephew doesn't want you to leave, don't think about leaving. The child will be given away after he is born.  Man, please be his wife."

    "I know, Auntie."

    Fu Lanju is not stupid. She always wants to live in the Wang family.

    ??Here, Zhao Muchen carries firewood and presses water after finishing the work in the yard.  He did everything he could, and finally saw Fu Lanxiang, who was sweating profusely from sleep, getting up. Seeing that he was still there, he frowned and said, "Why didn't you go?"

    ¡°Big brother doesn¡¯t have time to send me up the mountain, so I¡¯ll just stay at home for the day.¡±

    "Okay." Fu Lanxiang wanted to wash up, but she was sweating and felt uncomfortable, and she was still hot.

    She opened the pot and found ready-made hot water, so she fetched water and went into the house. She took a look at Zhao Muchen and said, "How about you go out for a walk?"

    "I can't see. Besides, you wash yours and I'll cook." Zhao Muchen became thick-skinned. After all, everyone is his own. Let's see what's the difference.

    Fu Lanxiang thought so, but the other party couldn't see why he cared.  So I wiped it with a hand towel, but it was impossible to wash it. The basin was too small and there wasn't that much water.

    Zhao Muchen on the side felt like he had shot himself in the foot, which was so painful.

    It¡¯s true that Fu Lanxiang didn¡¯t have anything to do with it, but he did, and he was about to explode on the spot.  Now, even if he allowed his brain to move, all he could think about was various theories on how the bomb exploded from his body and then shattered into pieces.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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