The vicious female supporting role is ruthless and arrogant

Zuo Zixuan rinsed it casually and prepared to go to the kitchen to prepare something to eat.

She knew that the whole family had not had dinner because they were worried about their safety, so this would be another meal for the whole family.

Fortunately, with the help of Aunt Zhang and He Chu, it didn’t take much effort to make a big pot of vegetable fried noodles in ten minutes.

Just like in the morning, Aunt Zhang walked into the dining room in front, carrying a large bowl of noodles and a bucket of soup.

Zuo Zixuan was walking behind alone, carrying a large bowl.

What was different from the morning was that He Chu walked at the end, holding the dishes and chopsticks.

Zuo Zixuan handed the noodles in her hand to He Fan, "Eat it, this bowl doesn't have chili in it, but has eggs in it."

He Fan happily took the noodles and thanked her: "Thank you, sister-in-law..."

Grandpa He looked at He Fan's big shot with envy and said, "Xuanxuan, although our family is not rich, we can still afford these eggs.

Next time, add a few eggs to our noodles."

Zuo Zixuan said with a smile: "I know our family can afford it.

But it’s already this late, and I’m worried that you and grandma are old and it might be difficult for them to digest food so late at night, so I didn’t add the egg.

Just eat it, we'll have big meat buns and soy milk tomorrow morning."

Grandpa He nodded quickly with sparkling eyes, "Meat buns are good, make more, I'm too busy, Grandpa will come over to help."

Grandma He rolled her eyes and said disrespectfully, "You want to help someone who can't even light a fire? You're almost making things worse.

I think you just want to eat it in advance..."

clap clap clap...

"Is the old man asleep?"

The sound of the village chief knocking on the door was heard outside the courtyard.

When everyone heard the knock on the door, they thought something had happened and went out.

Aunt Zhang opened the door and the village chief walked into the yard carrying five or six pounds of pork on his shoulders.

"You haven't slept yet? I'll bring you a piece of pork."

"What delicious food did you make? Why does it smell so good?" As soon as the village chief entered the door, he wrinkled his nose and sniffed around.

Grandpa He turned around and looked at the dining room behind him, and said kindly:

"Didn't we all miss dinner? Xuanxuan made fried noodles."

"How about the village chief come in and have a bowl too?"

The village chief was not hungry, but when he smelled the fragrance, his stomach started to rumble.

He looked a little embarrassed, but still waved his hand politely, "No, no, you guys eat slowly, I'll go back first."

Grandpa He has always been very kind to the younger generations in the village. Why would he send a guest away when he clearly heard his stomach rumbling?

Mr. He also heard the village chief's rumbling stomach and quickly pushed him into the dining room.

"Come on, come on, we haven't started yet, come in and help us deal with the two."

The village chief reluctantly sat down at the dining table and ate fried noodles with the He family.

This was the first time he had seen this way of eating, but it was so delicious that he ate one more bowl.

He Fan didn't add any noodles, he just lifted his big wrist and sat on the small stool next to him to eat.

The village chief knew about He Fan's illness. Didn't he hear that the child couldn't eat or sleep well? He could eat such a big bowl of noodles, so he didn't look like he had trouble eating.

"Can Sanwa finish such a big bowl of noodles?"

He Fan nodded and said with a puffed mouth:

“I couldn’t before.

But after my sister-in-law came, she could eat such a big bowl. "

Mother He sat at the table and said with a look of satisfaction, "This child is very picky. Xuanxuan is here and cooks delicious food, so he eats more than usual."

Grandpa He raised his eyebrows. Is this too much?

He Fan's bowl was as big as the two bowls in his hands.

He looked at He Fan with envy.

That’s great, no one competed with him for such a big bowl of noodles.

After dinner, Mr. He and Mrs. He wanted to ask Zuo Zixuan whether they would treat He Fan today.

But seeing that she went back to her room with a tired look on her face, it was difficult to bring it up.

They planned to follow the medicine that Zuo Zixuan had prescribed yesterday and try to prescribe a dose for He Fan to deal with the problem.

Less than ten minutes after the start, He Fan's bedroom door was pushed open.

Zuo Zixuan saw Mr. He and Mrs. He rummaging through the pile of medicines and immediately understood what they were doing.

"Mom and Dad, do you really want the third child to lie on the bed in his shroud?"

Mother He said awkwardly: "Mom and Dad saw that you were too tired, so..."

“No matter how tired I am, I know what’s going on. Don’t do it recklessly next time.

If I really forgot, you can just remind me.

We are a family, and there is nothing to be ashamed of between family members. "

Mother He nodded with red eyes.

Regardless of whether He Fan's disease can be cured, she will treat Zuo Zixuan like her own daughter in the future.

Zuo Zixuan glanced at He Fan who was still sitting on the bed, raised her eyebrows and said, "You ate a big bowl of noodles tonight, but you still don't have the energy to take off your clothes and pants? Do you need my help?"

He Fan quickly took off his clothes until he was left with only his underpants, then he lay obediently on the bed and buried his head in the pillow.

After Zuo Zixuan inserted all the silver needles into He Fan's acupuncture points, she turned to look at He's father.

"Dad, did you get the medicine back?"

"Here, here, I put it in the cellar. Do you want it now? I'll go get it."

Zuo Zixuan nodded and said, "Bring the oral medicine up tonight. I will prepare it for him first, so you don't have to mess around."

Mr. He quickly ran to the cellar and got the oral medicine.

Zuo Zixuan sat on the sofa, put the medicine on the coffee table and started preparing it.

"Xuanxuan, He Fan had acupuncture. Will he be cured after taking these medicines?" He's mother asked cautiously.

"Mom, what are you thinking? This is cancer? How can it be cured by a few injections and some medicine?"

"What I am doing now can only control the spread and deterioration of his cancer cells."

Zuo Zixuan didn't even raise his head and just picked up the medicine.

When He's mother heard this, tears suddenly fell from her eyes. Is there really no way to change the fate of He Fan?

He Fan, who was lying on the bed, also had red eyes. It seemed that he could not escape the curse of short life after all.

Mr. He said nothing, leaning on the sofa with red eyes.

"The current conditions do not allow for a combination of Chinese and Western medicine, and it will take at least three months to see the control effect.

Since the cancer cells are decreasing, there is no need for surgery. You can just take care of yourself and take medicine for one or two years, and you should be able to recover.

If the disease is only under control but there is no sign of recovery, then surgery to remove the tumor should be considered.

But if you have surgery, you will suffer a little, but you will recover faster."

When the three people in the room heard Zuo Zixuan's words, they felt as excited as if they were on a roller coaster.

But when I heard that it could be cured, my heart was suddenly filled with hope.

"Xuanxuan, can't we perform surgery to remove the tumor now?" He's mother asked anxiously.

Zuo Zixuan nodded and said, "Okay, but I am not qualified to operate on him.

I don't feel comfortable if someone else does it.

My parents are eligible, but they may not be able to treat this disease, and they can’t come back now.

The reason why other experts did not dare to perform the operation was probably because they felt that the chances of success of the operation were slim.

That’s why I’ve been receiving conservative treatment.”

"Thanks to your prescription, he has been kept alive and the progression of his tumor has been slowed down.

Otherwise, the grass on He Fan’s grave would have grown very tall by now.”

In their hearts, Mr. and Mrs. He thanked Wu Xining again and again.

If it weren't for him, just as Zuo Zixuan said, the grass on He Fan's grave would have been very tall by now.

"Let's do conservative treatment first, and if it doesn't work, we can find another way.

Anyway, I am here and I will not let him die."

Zuo Zixuan gave He's father and mother a reassurance.

Mother He nodded gratefully.

He Fan's heart was also wrapped in waves of warmth. He felt like he had a backer and suddenly felt safe.

Mr. He silently remembered Zuo Zixuan's words and considered whether to use the back door to get Zuo Zixuan to work in the hospital.

Wouldn't it be possible for her to go on the operating table legitimately this way?

After putting away the needle and watching He Fan take the medicine, it was almost one o'clock.

Zuo Zixuan was so tired that she didn't care about anything anymore. She quickly climbed onto the bed, pulled up the quilt and fell into a deep sleep.

She felt like she had just laid down when there was a knock on the bedroom door.

"Xuanxuan..." The anxious voice of He's mother was heard at the door.

Zuo Zixuan thought something had happened to He Fan, so she reflexively held the acupuncture bag in her hand and opened the door with her eyes closed.

"Mom, what happened to He Fan? I'll go check it out..."

"No, He Fan. Something happened at Mayor Qiao's house. Xiao Qingyu is missing." He's mother said anxiously.

"It's gone?" Zuo Zixuan asked in a daze.

"Who?"

"Qingyu is missing?"

Zuo Zixuan woke up instantly.

"Why is he missing? Is there no one watching over the Qiao family? When did it happen?"

“I don’t know the details, but your Aunt Qiao just called the team and cried her heart out.

He said that when he got home yesterday, he didn't see you and cried so hard that he insisted on going back to the compound to find you.

Aunt Qiao coaxed him with all her might, and he finally stopped crying and making a fuss.

This afternoon, my aunt coaxed him to take a nap, but when she saw that he fell asleep, she went to do other things.

When I came back after finishing my work, the person was gone.

The little schoolbag and the child's piggy bank were gone.

At this moment, things in Zedu are almost in chaos.

The Public Security Bureau has sent out most of its personnel to look for him, and your Uncle Yang has also sent people from the army to look for him.

Then I heard someone say that they saw him heading towards the pier to Guangze Island tonight.

Zedu has found all the places that need to be found, and all that’s left is to dig three feet deeper into the ground.

Your Aunt Qiao was really at a loss, so she called us and asked us to look for it on Guangze Island.

Your father has already gathered the villagers to look for him."

Zuo Zixuan thought about it, turned back to her room, got a coat and walked out.

"Xuanxuan, where are you going?" Mother He asked as she chased after Zuo Zixuan.

"Mom, I have to go look for it.

What if such a small child gets lost or falls into a corner or encounters a wild animal? "

After saying that, he opened the gate and walked out without paying any attention to He's mother's obstruction from behind.

Hearing the noise, He Chu, who ran out with his clothes on, asked He's mother with a puzzled look on his face.

"Mom, where are you going so late at night?"

“Oh, Mayor Joe’s grandson is missing.

He said that he ran to Guangze Island with his piggy bank to find Xuanxuan.

Until now, there are no children on either side..."

"Oh my god, how old is the kid? He ran to Guangze Island to find Zuo Zixuan by himself?" He Chu asked in surprise.

"More than three years old..."

"What? Over three years old?

Oh my God, when I was three years old in the compound, I couldn’t even tell the directions. That guy actually came to find Zuo Zixuan on his own?

Talent..."

“It’s not known whether he has come to Guangze Island yet, but some people have seen him going to and from the dock of Guangze Island.

I don’t even know whether I got on board or not.”