Farmer's wife: Xianggong, if you are sick

Chapter 372 Please Treat Him Better

Lord Yao took out a handkerchief from his waist, raised his hand to Ping An, and Ping An squatted down, facing him.

With a handkerchief in his hand, he helped Ping An wipe away tears little by little, and said with a smile, "We Ping An love beauty so much, we won't be pretty anymore if we cry like this."

Pingan nodded, but the tears still couldn't stop falling, he grabbed Lord Yao's hand, and gently rubbed it on his face.

It took him a long time to say: "Okay, but you have to be obedient and wear lots of clothes."

Yao Wang laughed again.

Lin Fu also had a stern face, and then took out a white porcelain bottle from his body, which contained a brown medicine. This medicine can restore vitality in a short time, but the side effect is very serious, and it will make people collapse.

It is to let people use their energy in advance.

Ping An was crying but snatched the pill from Lin Fu's hand, then carefully took out part, and handed it to his lips carefully, "My lord, take the medicine!"

For his cautiousness, Lord Yao just smiled, and then ate it. After eating, he really felt much better.

Ping An carefully lifted him up, then added a lot of clothes on him, and put a blanket on him, and finally counted.

Ping An supported him, and with an umbrella on his head, he walked to Song Yaomei's side step by step.

Lord Yao's voice was very soft, "Sister Yao, get up, I will set you free!"

Song Yaomei turned around and looked at his increasingly pale face.

"Why? Not you."

Lord Yao helped her wipe the tears off her face, "Silly girl, what can my body do to you? I just want you to treat yourself better."

Tears filled her eyes, she stood up for a long time, and smiled at him, "Okay, let's go back!"

Although Yao shi didn't understand, seeing her daughter seemed to be enlightened all of a sudden, she felt relieved.

The syrup in Wang's hands was already cold, so she went to the kitchen and boiled a large bowl full of red dates and ginger soup.

She looked at the big jujubes in the bowl that were originally reserved for Dabao's body, and finally sighed,
Song Yaomei has already gone to Yao's house and changed into clean clothes.

Seeing Mrs. Wang coming, Song Yaomei smiled and said, "Auntie, why are you here?"

Wang put the bowl in his hand on the table.

"There is a little more for your sister to make up for, you should drink it!"

Song Yaomei smiled, "Thank you!"

Wang was a little embarrassed, she didn't look at her, turned her face away and said: "Drink and have a good rest."

After speaking, he left.

Song Yaomei looked at her leaving back and smiled in her heart, this eldest aunt has changed.

The heart is still kind.

Yao urges: "Daughter, hurry up and drink!"

Song Yaomei drank it, it was very spicy and the sweetness was just right.

After drinking a bowl, she felt warm all over.

She put down the bowl and said with a smile: "Mother, I'm going to see Lord Yao."

Yao looked at the jujubes in the bowl and said, "Daughter, these dates are very sweet, eat them quickly!"

Song Yaomei shook her head, "Mom, you can eat for me, I don't want to eat."

After speaking, he disappeared into Yao's room.

Yao frowned and looked at the sky, it was still raining today, so I don't know what happened to her husband and Song's second child?

Afraid that Yaomei would be worried, the two went to Li Sanlang's house with Mrs. Song on their shoulders.

Song Laosan's legs are good, if something happens to him, what should he do?
In addition, Qin's belly is already big, if something happens to Song's second child, the same will not work.

She sighed, and slumped down on the stool. There were unfinished clothes for Li Sanlang in the basket on one side. Yao Shi was so angry that she grabbed the scissors and wanted to cut the clothes, but in the end Still lowered his hand.

Although I know it is unlikely, I still hope that the two children will be well.

At the door of the men's room, Song Yaomei sighed, straightened her clothes, and knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

The door opened with a sound, and Song Yaomei smiled at the people in the room. She went straight to Lord Yao, sat aside, and took the medicine bowl from Ping An's hand.

He tried the temperature, and then carefully handed the spoon to Lord Yao's mouth, "Hey, drink the medicine!"

Lord Yao obediently opened his mouth and drank.

Ping An stood there watching, with mixed feelings in his heart.

If their prince hadn't had so many worries at the beginning, maybe the result now would be different.

After drinking the medicine, Song Yaomei took the handkerchief from Ping An's hand and wiped the corners of Lord Yao's mouth.

"My lord, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"Casual!"

"Is there anything you can eat casually?" Song Yaomei pouted and looked at Lin Fu who was on the side, "Doctor, my lord probably has a lot to avoid!"

Lin Fu nodded.

"Then you and I go to the kitchen to see what can be eaten and what is good for him!"

Lin Fu looked at Lord Yao at the side, looked at the warning in his eyes, and nodded.

After going out to the kitchen, Song Yaomei held a sweet potato in her hand, and said calmly, "What kind of poison is in the prince?"

Lin Fu was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't believe it, "How does the lady know that the prince has been poisoned?"

Song Yaomei took a few more yams, and put them all into the pot.

"His hand meridians have black lines!"

Although she doesn't know much about medical theory, she has read a lot of ancient Chinese novels, and with the addition of dramas about princes and concubines in the palace, she can understand.

Lin Fu followed behind and said, "My lady is right."

"Can't the poison be cured?" Song Yaomei looked at the fish on the side.

"It can be solved, but it is difficult!"

"Are you sure you will die?"

"meeting!"

The word 'death' stimulated Song Yaomei's nerves, she said again: "How long is it?"

"Two months!"

Song Yaomei raised her eyes, "Didn't you say there are still three months left?"

Seeing that Song Yaomei's tone was too calm, Lin Fu actually knelt down, "Lady, don't you understand our lord's intentions? For you, he suddenly became angry and bloody, and there are only two months left. Life is over."

Song Yaomei said: "Doctor Lin, get up quickly."

But Lin Fu refused, still kneeling, "Lady, our lord is not nice to say, with his appearance and family background, what kind of woman can't be found, so why do you have to rely on the lady, just because you are here His heart is different, different. And other people can misunderstand the prince, but the lady can't."

Lin Fu cried and said, Song Yaomei didn't ask him to get up, but handed him a handkerchief.

"Can you drink the prince's fish soup?"

Lin Fu took it and wiped away his tears, then nodded, "Yes!"

Song Yaomei took a look at the fire in the stove, put a few more small firewood branches, and stopped talking.

Lin Fu watched from the side, and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it in the end.

He walked away with his head down.

On the way to Song's house, Dabao and the old village head happened to meet Song Laoer and Song Laosan who were going to Li's house.

Seeing their angry faces, the village chief stroked his beard and said, "Where are you going? Are you going to fight?"

"Second Uncle, Third Uncle" Dabao called out cautiously.

Song Lao Er was the first to speak, "That tortoise-son actually sold Yaomei, so I have to ask him himself if his conscience has been eaten by dogs."

(End of this chapter)