After my rebirth, I married my ex-husband and his uncle

Chapter 128 It's Not Your Fault

Mrs. Zhou took the medicine bowl, looked at Qin Fenghua strangely, and said, "Of course Daoist Zhao prescribed the medicine."

Qin Fenghua reached out to his mother, and Mrs. Zhou handed the medicine bowl to Qin Fenghua.Qin Fenghua took the bowl of medicine and lowered his head to look at it. The color of the medicine was a little bluish. Qin Fenghua lifted the bowl of medicine to his nose and sniffed it. The smell seemed familiar, and the answer in his heart was ready to come out, but he just couldn't remember it for a while. .

On the opposite side, Qin Mu saw his younger sister Qin Fenghua's serious face, and worried, "Little sister, is there something wrong with this medicine?"

Qin Fenghua carefully distinguished it again, but still couldn't remember what this vague smell was.

Seeing that Qin Fenghua remained silent, Qin Mu became anxious: "Little sister, don't be silent!"

Only then did Qin Fenghua look up at Qin Mu, and came to a conclusion: "This medicine is not poisonous."

After hearing this, Qin Mu breathed a sigh of relief, then felt something was wrong, and frowned, "Then why did you look like that just now?"

Qin Fenghua put the medicine bowl back on the table, and said again: "I think this medicine is a bit strange, it has a strange smell, I seem to have seen it somewhere before. But I can't remember it for a while."

Qin Mu was surprised that since Qin Fenghua joined Zhao Shiyan's sect, Yu Qihuang's art has improved rapidly, and there are even medicinal materials that Qin Fenghua can't identify.

"Then should I drink this bowl of medicine or not?" Qin Mu looked at his mother and then at Qin Fenghua.

"Of course you can drink." Qin Fenghua turned to look at his mother and asked, "Mother, did Master explain anything to you before he left?"

Mrs. Zhou shook her head and said in a low voice: "That's not true. After Daoist Zhao checked my pulse, he changed a new prescription and hurried back to Shanghua Temple. What to do, Daoist Zhao didn't say clearly."

Qin Fenghua bowed his head in deep thought, and felt that this incident revealed a faint sense of weirdness. He left in such a hurry without even saying hello to Qin Fenghua, which was really not like Zhao Shiyan's style, so Qin Fenghua asked Zhou again with doubts : "Mother, what happened when Master was diagnosing your pulse?"

Before Mrs. Zhou could speak, Nanny Zhou, who had been serving by Mrs. Zhou's side, said first, "That's true!"

"What happened?" Qin Fenghua looked at Nanny Zhou and asked.

What just happened today, so it is not difficult for Nanny Zhou to recall, without waiting for a pause, she said smoothly: "In the afternoon, Daoist Zhao came to check his wife's pulse as usual. At that time, a maid happened to serve a cup When the hot tea came in, it was supposed to be placed on the small table next to Daoist Zhao, but the maid was confused, she didn't follow the path when she was walking, she stumbled and stumbled, and all the hot tea in her hand was spilled on Madam sleeve."

"Mother wasn't burned!" Qin Fenghua said hastily.

Mrs. Zhou shook her head, motioning for Nanny Zhou to continue.

"Although the tea is not boiling hot, it is still a cup of hot tea. The old slave was worried that Madam's arm would be scalded, so I asked Daoist Zhao to help me take a look."

Qin Fenghua nodded in agreement. Nanny Zhou did the right thing, she really should have done that under the circumstances at the time, so she asked: "Then what?"

"Then, Madam rolled up her sleeves, revealing the place where the hot tea was splashed. Unexpectedly, Daoist Zhao's face changed when he saw Madam's arm."

Zhao Shiyan always pretends to be a leisurely and comfortable gentleman in the Hou's mansion.This was the first time he changed his face in front of everyone in the Hou Mansion, so Nanny Zhou was particularly impressed.

Nanny Zhou continued: "Afterwards, Daoist Zhao took the pulse of his wife and said that he needed a new medicine. After prescribing the medicine, he hurried back to the Taoist temple."

Qin Fenghua and Qin Mu looked at each other, they didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Zhao Shiyan's gourd, but Qin Fenghua probably knew where the problem was, so Qin Fenghua said to Zhou: "Mother, let me see your arm."

Mrs. Zhou nodded and raised her sleeves.

The wide sleeves were slowly raised, and pale and weak arms appeared in front of Qin Fenghua. Qin Fenghua held his mother's hand and looked down. Because of a long-term illness, his mother's wrist was very thin, so thin that Qin Fenghua could lift it with one hand. Encircled, the forearm connected to the wrist is slightly thicker than the wrist, and the skin color is almost transparent, which indicates that the owner's physical condition is not good.

Qin Fenghua lowered his head and tried his best to suppress the tears from the corners of his eyes. He was very sad in his heart. First, he was sad that his mother suffered from the root cause of the disease because of giving birth to him, and his body was so weak. Second, he hated himself for not being able to cure his mother's illness because of his poor medical skills.

Sensing Qin Fenghua's change, Mrs. Zhou sighed, patted Qin Fenghua's head lightly, and said softly: "Fenghua, a person's lifespan has its own destiny, you don't have to blame yourself, it's not your fault. "

Qin Fenghua originally tried to hold back tears, but now he heard his mother's gentle words of comfort, which seemed to be indifferent to the impermanence of life, the tears in his eyes could no longer be controlled, and a transparent tear slipped from his eyes, dripping onto Zhou's pale and sickly face. angry wrist.

No matter in the previous life or in this life, the figure of his mother is always the most gentle and warm existence in Qin Fenghua's heart. In the last life, Qin Fenghua was not close to his mother because of guilt, but as long as his mother was there, every time Qin Fenghua looked back, he always I could see my mother looking at her with a gentle and gentle smile on her face.

In her last life, her mother's illness was the same. She had been ill intermittently for more than ten years. It didn't get better, but it didn't get worse, so Qin Fenghua thought that the gentle gaze behind her would always be with her, and that her mother would always be there, always there.She never thought that the light would disappear, and she was used to it after being with her for more than ten years.So in her previous life, when her mother passed away, Qin Fenghua was just stunned, and then returned to normal. She attended her mother's funeral normally, watched her mother's coffin being sent into the dark underground normally, and watched the Hou Mansion withdraw normally. Bai Banner has returned to its original appearance, and lives smoothly, as if it is no different from before.

At that time, she didn't realize that the light following her disappeared forever.

It wasn't until those ordinary or difficult days that Qin Fenghua subconsciously looked behind her that the kind of pain gradually emerged from the bottom of her heart, crushing her bit by bit, and she finally fully realized , the gentle and warm light behind her will never appear again, and my mother has really been away for a long, long time...

Qin Fenghua lowered her head, her almond-filled eyes were blurred with tears, her panic and fear spread from the bottom of her heart, could it be that even if she was reborn, she still couldn't save her mother's life?Is it possible to live a long life if the mother did not give birth to her?Could it be that without her, the Hou Mansion in the previous life would not have been defeated because of her, and his father and brothers would not have been framed by Li Yunzhou to die in battle, and even Rongjing...would not have died...

At this moment, countless decadent thoughts occupied Qin Fenghua's mind, dragging her into an endless abyss of darkness.

(End of this chapter)