General, your wife has gone to deliver another calf for your horse.

Chapter 29 How did Lady Jiang manage to do that?

As Jiang Nuanzhi spoke, she noticed the little one behind her burying his face in her shoulder. Soon after, her shoulder became soaking wet.

He said in a gruff voice, "Thank you. I'm very happy to have a stepmother like you."

Hearing his sobbing words, Jiang Nuanzhi couldn't help but twitch her lips: "My full name is Jiang Nuanzhi. If you're too embarrassed to call me 'mother,' you can call me A-Nuan."

“Ah Nuan.”

"Ah."

When Xiao Er returned, Xiao Baozhu was still asleep.

Jiang Nuanzhi asked the waiter to go inside and rest, but the little guy refused and followed Jiang Nuanzhi around helping out. Jiang Nuanzhi couldn't persuade him otherwise, so she let him be.

I had just finished cooking rice when Aunt Niu from next door came over.

He was also carrying two radishes and a handful of dried green beans.

"I figured you didn't have any winter vegetables on hand, so I brought you some."

Jiang Nuanzhi was surprised. She had just thought that the old woman probably didn't like her, but unexpectedly, she brought her something.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not doing this for you. This is for the children. Look how thin they are."

As she spoke, Aunt Niu glanced into the house and saw Li Rong. She said worriedly, "Li Rong is really back? Is he so badly injured? There's not a single good piece of flesh on his body."

Jiang Nuanzhi didn't stand on ceremony. As she took the dishes, she said, "I picked this person up from the river yesterday. When I got back, he was barely hanging on, but he's out of danger now."

"That's good, as long as you're alive."

Aunt Niu didn't linger; she chatted for a few more minutes before leaving.

Jiang Nuanzhi was just worried about not having any vegetables when Aunt Niu's food arrived just in time.

Shred the radish, marinate half of it, and boil the other half into radish soup.

Cook a pot of millet rice.

Beat the wild eggs. Heat lard in a pan, pour in the egg mixture and stir-fry until fragrant. Season with seasonings, then add the beaten millet and stir-fry. While the wok is still steaming, sprinkle with chopped green onions and serve.

Because it's made from millet, it's golden in color and glistening with oil, making it look incredibly tempting while it's steaming hot.

Li Xiaoer stared wide-eyed, sniffing the air repeatedly, "Anuan, it smells so good."

Jiang Nuanzhi also noticed his unusual closeness and said with a smile, "If it smells good, eat more. Go and call your sister. Dinner is ready."

Then he turned around and cooked some porridge for Li Rong.

Before Li Xiaoer even entered the house, Xiao Baozhu came running out, twitching her little nose.

"Brother, I think I had a dream. I not only dreamed that Father came home, but I also dreamed that our stepmother made us lots of delicious food."

Jiang Nuanzhi reached out and tapped her forehead: "Then you'd better eat more, or you'll have had a wonderful dream for nothing."

"Yes," the little guy answered confidently.

Li Xiaoer grinned foolishly.

The three of them had only eaten half of their meal when Li Junping returned. Unsurprisingly, he was back in the Lü family's carriage.

"Hi, young master, I'm here. Surprised?"

Jiang Nuanzhi: "I wouldn't call it a surprise, but I was quite taken aback. Are you alone?"

“I came with my father. I thought about our friendship and begged him for a long time.”

As they were talking, they saw Old Master Lü get off the carriage.

"Madam Jiang, we meet again."

Jiang Nuanzhi immediately went to pick him up: "You came in person?"

"I heard from your son that someone in his family is seriously ill, and since I happened to have some free time today, I came to visit." Then, seeing the almost fanatical look in her son's eyes as he looked at Jiang Nuanzhi, she felt a headache coming on. She glared fiercely at Lü Shizhu before saying to Jiang Nuanzhi, "Please lead the way, madam. It's more important to see the patient first."

Jiang Nuanzhi nodded: "Please."

"Has your son taken any medicine?"

After taking Li Rong's pulse, Elder Lü looked at Jiang Nuanzhi with slight surprise.

Jiang Nuanzhi nodded: "Yes, in urgent situations, we must act expediently. From the medicine we bought at home to make wound medicine, I took one mace each of rosin, catechu, and borneol, and we have used two doses."

Old Master Lü nodded: "That's right."

"If I'm not mistaken, the arrow wound on your young master's leg was probably poisoned."

He must have tried to clean himself up, but unfortunately, he didn't clean himself properly, and there are still traces of poison on his body.

The wounds all over my body have been left untreated for too long.

He...it looked like he'd fallen from a height. His head, legs, elbows—there were wounds everywhere. How could he be so badly injured, with wounds from a wild animal attack?

After several examinations, Mr. Lü gasped in shock.

Immediately afterwards, he frowned deeply: "Strange, logically speaking, the poison should have entered his lungs and internal organs. Although this residual poison is not fatal, his body is weak now, so this poison is difficult to deal with."

But how could his residual poison be like this? Did this woman invite another doctor to treat your husband? Where is that doctor?

Old Master Lü's brows were tightly furrowed, and his fingers holding the needle trembled slightly.

“No one else came to our house, it’s just Anuan taking care of Daddy,” Li Xiaoer said.

Upon hearing the child's words, Old Master Lü subconsciously looked around and saw the silver needle still soaking in strong liquor, which was the very one he had given to Madam Jiang.

"This...my wife, do you really know how to use needles? No, you're so young, and I didn't give you many needles. How could you possibly finish? How is that possible?"

Jiang Nuanzhi was also somewhat uncertain due to his surprised expression: "Elder Lü, is there something wrong with my acupuncture?"

Li Junping, who was standing next to him, was also startled and felt a pang of regret.

"How is my father's health?"

He should have gone to see a doctor sooner! He had been clinging to a sliver of hope, thinking she seemed knowledgeable in medicine. He never imagined it would delay his father's recovery, and his eyes welled up with tears of worry.

"Madam Jiang, tell me first, did you use the needles on your son?"

Jiang Nuanzhi nodded: "Don't keep me in suspense, just tell me what the problem is."

"How could you do that? What family do you come from? Who could possibly teach you such acupuncture techniques?" Lu Langjun looked at Jiang Nuanzhi with a hint of fanaticism in his eyes and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you used acupuncture to force out the remaining toxins from your lungs, didn't you?"

Jiang Nuanzhi nodded: "Yes, I'm thinking of clearing the poison a few times first. The external injuries can be healed slowly. Once the remaining poison is cleared, I'll awaken the mind."

"It's just that we can't determine whether the impact has affected his brain, and his leg will likely recover slowly."

"Good! Good, good!" Old Master Lü said with some excitement, "That couldn't be better."

But could you tell me how you managed to expel the poison using acupuncture?

Those who practice medicine know that your husband's condition isn't simply a matter of expelling toxins from external injuries, but rather a process of clearing toxins after they've penetrated his lungs and internal organs. It requires simultaneously sealing several major acupoints throughout his body, repeatedly and gradually forcing out the remaining toxins.”

"I have practiced medicine for decades, yet I still cannot do it. This procedure involves many needle insertions and transitions, and the speed must be extremely fast. It requires at least two doctors working together, both of whom must be highly skilled physicians with an exceptional understanding of the human body and a perfect rapport. My father and second uncle became famous throughout the wilderness for their acupuncture detoxification technique. Back then, countless people came to them seeking their expertise."

Later, after my second uncle passed away, my Lü family was no longer able to perform this skill, and it was lost to time.

Having said that, a hint of nostalgia seemed to appear in his eyes, and his voice trembled as he said, "Madam Jiang, could you please perform acupuncture again so that this old man can watch?"

The prescriptions, herbs, and folk remedies mentioned in this article are all for the sake of the story. Most of them are from Baidu, and some are fabricated by the author. Please do not try them blindly.

Of course, you can still give it a try in cooking.

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