When the mother-in-law Zhan heard this, she felt that Zhan Qingyue was just lying.
"Aren't you afraid that the wind will flash your tongue? A bowl of medicine?"
"That's an epidemic, and it can't be cured by just bragging."
Zhan Qingyue smiled evilly and looked at Zhan Pozi with provocative eyes.
"What if I cure my second brother? Can grandma dare to take a gamble?"
Mrs. Zhan looked bad. Last time she had a fight with Zhan Qingyue, she lost ten kilograms of food.
If she was blocked again, Old Man Zhan might have to eat her.
"The devil is trying to stop you, you scheming little girl."
Seeing that Mrs. Zhan was not fooled, Zhan Qingyue's mouth twitched.
Brother Zhan had hope in his eyes. He pulled Zhan Qingyue's clothes with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Yueyue, can it really be cured?"
Not only brother Zhan, but also Li Zheng and other people were also angry.
In fact, I'm not afraid of any big problem. It's just that Zhan Qingyue deliberately made Brother Zhan allergic, and the symptoms looked a bit scary.
Zhan Qingyue nodded, "Wait, I'll make the medicine."
Everyone was waiting for Zhan Qingyue with doubts.
Not long after, Zhan Qingyue came over with a bowl of dark soup. The smell was not ordinary pungent.
Pozi Zhan's eyes narrowed. She didn't believe that Zhan Qingyue could cure the current epidemic. It was a disease that even the imperial doctors were at a loss to deal with. She was waiting to see the joke.
After taking down a bowl of soup, Brother Zhan felt warm all over.
Not long after, the dense red rash on his face began to dissipate.
Song Cuihua's face was filled with surprise, and she cried and laughed while hugging Brother Zhan.
"It really worked. My son is saved. The sky has eyes."
However, Zhan Pozi's face became very ugly, as if he had swallowed a fly.
She originally thought that Brother Zhan was hopeless and his true nature was exposed. Now it would be impossible to make money from Dafang.
Brother Zhan went through a life and death crisis and saw people's hearts clearly.
He also believed what Brother Zhan said before and was heartbroken.
Zhan Qingyue saw everything in his eyes, with a slight smile on his lips.
Seeing Brother Zhan's condition getting better and better, Mother Zhan's eyes were completely sinister.
"Don't listen to her nonsense, I'm afraid it will bring you back to the past."
"That was an epidemic. How could she be able to cure it? Quickly, Li Zheng set fire to the two brothers and sisters to avoid harming us!"
Zhan Pozi's words made everyone feel scared, and they also felt a little bit more resentful towards Zhan Qingyue.
Zhan Qingyue suddenly discovered that his favorability value had dropped by three points.
Her face was cold. This Champa was just a piece of mouse excrement, and he couldn't bear to see their big house.
Just when Mrs. Zhan was reluctant to give up, Han Yiyun came over on crutches.
"Li Zhengshu, Sister Yue is telling the truth. My father left many books behind."
"I once saw a prescription in an ancient book, which was used to treat epidemics. It was the same as Yueyue's method."
Han Yiyun is a Tongsheng master, and given his special status, what he says is somewhat credible.
"In this case, why not wait until you are healed before returning to the main army."
Zhan Qingyue had no objection and nodded in agreement.
Originally, it was hard to explain why she wanted to get some food from space when she was following the large army, but now it was much more convenient.
Seeing her happy look, Zhan Pozi always felt uncomfortable.
The family waited for all the villagers to leave before continuing on their way.
Brother Zhan's face looked bad, his eyes were red, and he felt guilty.
I had never listened to Zhan Dayou and the others before, and always felt that they were unfilial.
Now that I see everything clearly, I feel that he was simply stupid before.
"sorry."
Those three words, "dry", seemed to have drained all the strength out of Brother Zhan.
Song Cuihua wiped away her tears and helped him up.
"Silly boy, no matter how sorry you are, we are all a family."
Brother Zhan and Zhan Qingyue also nodded, and Brother Zhan's heart was filled with happiness and warmth.
He always felt that he grew up next to his grandmother and it was difficult for him to integrate into the big family house.
Now it seems that he was wrong, and everyone did not think so.
Han Yiyun followed Zhan's family along the way and kept everything behind.
"Sister Yue is really smart. With a little trick, your second brother can distinguish between ourselves and the enemy."
Zhan Qingyue raised the corners of her mouth and looked calm.
"Thank you so much, Brother Han, for your help."
The two looked at each other and smiled, and the family was enjoying themselves happily, not suffering from the epidemic at all.
The villagers in front were puzzled, and their anger towards Zhan's big house had dissipated a lot.
At night, everyone was asleep. Zhan Qingyue sat on a big tree and looked into the distance.
Suddenly she discovered that there was a strange book in the space.
She reached out and opened it and saw that it was the holy book of medicine, the Mysterious Acupuncture Technique.
This book not only teaches how to use acupuncture to save people, but also how to protect yourself. It is really a must-have item on the road to escape.
However, the favorability value is also gratifying, and it actually costs eight.
Looking at the few favorability points, she gritted her teeth and redeemed them.
What bothered her was that she had the secret book and how to solve the problem.
Suddenly she thought of Song Cuihua's embroidery needle.
Although it's almost meaningless, it's better than nothing.
It just so happened that Han Yiyun's legs were not well, so he could practice.
Han Yiyun didn't know it yet, but he had become a guinea pig again for no reason.
The next day, Zhan Qingyue asked Song Cuihua for a lot of embroidery needles.
When he heard that she was going to give Han Yiyun an acupuncture, his expression changed instantly.
"Yueyue, it's not that dad doesn't believe you, but you can't act recklessly, or someone will die."
Song Cuihua also agreed with Zhan Dayou's words and turned pale.
"Yueyue, your brother Han is a child born and registered with the government. If something happens, none of us will have enough money to pay for it."
"Besides, he helped us a lot along the way, so you can't mess around."
None of the members of the Zhan family agreed to Zhan Qingyue's acupuncture.
Zhan Qingyue looked at Han Yiyun, who was not far away and looked calm and calm.
"Brother Han, what did you say?"
Han Yiyun's lips curled up, thinking of Zhan Qingyue's performance along the way. He felt that she was not acting on a whim, let alone making fun of him.
"I agree to you giving me an injection."
Everyone's eyes fell on Han Yiyun. Zhan Dayou wanted to say something else, but Han Yiyun interrupted him.
"Uncle Zhan, Sister Yue is smart, sensible, and has good medical skills. I trust her."
Zhan Dayou and Song Cuihua looked at each other and reluctantly agreed.
Zhan Qingyue sterilized the needles and began to acupuncture Han Yiyun's legs.
Seeing him holding a book and looking so pure, I couldn't help but ask.
"You're really not afraid of me..."
Han Yiyun's pretty face had a hint of smile, "My sister Xinyue's medical skills."
Zhan Qingyue always felt that the person in front of her was strange. As for what was strange, she couldn't tell for a while.
She held an embroidery needle in her hand and applied it quickly.
Han Yiyun's eyes were slightly bright, and he could feel that since the embroidery needle was inserted into his legs, there was a faint warmth, which was extremely comfortable.
Ever since his leg was injured, the pain had kept him awake every night.
The sour pain seemed to have faded a lot now, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
After all, I still underestimated this girl. Is she really the same Zhan Qingyue as before?
