The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

"Auntie."

"mother"

Chuyi and Wen Zicheng immediately ran over, helped Ye Xiuying up, and carried her to the bed. Wen Qingcheng followed in, not caring that she was soaking wet, and hurriedly checked Ye Xiuying's condition.

After checking the condition, Wen Qingcheng felt a deep sadness in her heart. This was the emotion of the original owner. Ye Xiuying was indeed terminally ill. She had breast cancer, and it was in the late stage, which is called Ruyan in traditional Chinese medicine.

In the late stage, cancer cells began to grow explosively in her body. She is now very thin, and the severe pain will make her lose consciousness. It seems that she will only live for a few days. No wonder Wen Lao San is so unscrupulous that he wants to sell Wen Qingcheng and embezzle her gift money.

In this era, having breast cancer is equivalent to receiving a death notice. Seeing Ye Xiuying suffering from pain, the original owner raised money to treat her mother and alleviate her pain even though she knew her mother could not be cured. It was really hard for her to be so filial.

Since she has taken over someone else's body, she can't just ignore her mother. Cancer is no longer an incurable disease in the end times. At that time, methods and drugs to fight cancer had already been developed. At that time, the most difficult to overcome were super bacteria and zombie viruses.

"Mom, let me pour you some hot water. Drinking hot water will make my stomach hurt." Zicheng ran to the outer hall to pour water.

Wen Qingcheng's consciousness searched the space, and a small red pill appeared in her hand.

At this time, Ye Xiuying's breathing had become difficult, and she couldn't even drink water. Wen Qingcheng signaled to Sha Chuyi to help Ye Xiuying up. Zicheng brought some water. Wen Qingcheng fed Ye Xiuying the medicine, and felt a little relieved.

About ten minutes later, Ye Xiuying stopped twitching in pain and her face became relaxed, but she was still not conscious.

In the end times, Wen Qingcheng had the habit of hoarding supplies, including a lot of medicines, including her pharmaceutical equipment and medicines she developed herself. This little red pill is a drug that kills cancer cells without harming normal cells.

The Wen family was particularly "lively" today. There were sounds of things being thrown in Old Man Wen's third room, as well as the couple yelling and swearing at each other.

There was no peace in Boss Wen's room either, because Boss Wen suddenly took out two taels of silver to help Boss Wen out of trouble, and she naturally felt unbalanced.

The noise did not stop until the evening. Wen Qingcheng found some dry food and water from the kitchen, and the family had a simple meal. Ye Xiuying got up and ate half a steamed bun. This was a big improvement. She couldn't eat on weekdays.

At night, Ye Xiuying went to bed early, Wen Zicheng slept in Ye Xiuying's room, and the original owner slept in the same room with Chuyi.

The courtyard of their Wen family is a quadrangle. The eldest brother's family lives in the north room, the old lady Wen lives in the south room, the third brother Wen's family lives in the east room, and Wen Qingcheng's family lives in the west room. The west room is not big, with two small bedrooms and a small main room.

Wen Qingcheng had no choice but to squeeze in with Chuyi. There was only a single bed in the room, and a simple bed made of bricks under the window, with a large wooden board on top and a mattress on top.

Chuyi washed his feet, spread out the thin blanket, and lay down on the small bed under the window. Because he was tall, he couldn't stretch his legs, so he could only sleep at the corner of the bed.

Wen Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that she didn't have to sleep in the same bed with him, and the original owner didn't really stay with him.

Wen Qingcheng is not a very conservative and particular person. In her previous life, in order to avoid zombies, she once hid in the basement with several strange men and women, and slept together in her clothes.

But now is not a special period, and I have just met this idiot, so it would be hard to accept if we lie together.

Chuyi was obviously tired. Not long after he lay down, he began to breathe evenly. Now that he was closer, Wen Qingcheng realized that this silly Chuyi was very good-looking, with a high nose bridge, long and thick eyelashes, and a pair of slightly wrinkled eyebrows. She wondered if he was having a nightmare.

Wen Qingcheng sat on the bed with her eyes closed and began to regulate her breathing, following the Qi training method she had learned since childhood in her previous life. After a while, she felt a thin warm current flowing through her limbs and bones, but the breath was obviously stuck when it reached the throat chakra.

Wen Qingcheng's consciousness entered the space. Her space was not just a storage space. No matter how long things were kept there, they would not expire. There was also a spiritual spring inside. She had used spiritual spring water to make medicine in her previous life, which was much better than purified water and distilled water.

There are four seasons in the space, but they are different from those outside. A season changes every few days. It is spring in the space now, and it is full of greenery.

Her space is designed in a pastoral style. There is a small courtyard with a two-story wooden house in it. Next to the house is a reservoir made of pebbles, from which spring water is constantly bubbling up. The water is clear and has a light blue glow.

There were a lot of supplies stored in the wooden house in the space. They were all stored little by little by her in her previous life. Her storage was still considered small. In the end times, some people stored enough supplies for ten years in advance.

In addition to daily necessities, her experimental equipment and various medicines were all there. Seeing the supplies in this space made her feel safe in this alien world.

He took out a pill for regulating the vocal cords from the space and swallowed it. Although it was not specifically for treating muteness, it might have a miraculous effect when combined with acupuncture.

Thinking of this, Wen Qingcheng took out a silver needle and an alcohol cotton ball from the space, wiped the acupuncture points on the throat, found the corresponding holographic reaction points on the hands, inserted three needles, and continued to practice qigong and regulate breathing.

Soon, when the breath reached the throat, the silver needle began to vibrate, and it felt numb and painful. After several rounds of breathing, the pain in the throat disappeared and was replaced by a tingling sensation.

Wen Qingcheng took out the needle and tried to speak. Her voice was hoarse and low, and she could only say a few words with difficulty. This was already a great improvement. If she continued to take medicine and acupuncture in this way, she would soon be able to speak normally.

The next morning, the cocks crowed at dawn and a ray of sunlight shone through the window into the house. Ye Xiuying's weak cough came from the next room.

Wen Qingcheng put on her coat and came to Ye Xiuying's room. "Qingcheng, it's still early, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Wen Qingcheng smiled, turned around and went to the outer hall to pour a glass of cold boiled water and brought it over. Ye Xiuying took it, took a small sip, spit it into the basin, and took another small sip to moisten her throat.

"Is it cold?" Wen Qingcheng asked in a hoarse voice.

"No..." Ye Xiuying responded subconsciously, and then suddenly raised her head to look at Wen Qingcheng. "Qingcheng, you...can you speak?"

Ye Xiuying's eyes instantly turned red. After so many years, God finally opened his eyes. When Wen Qingcheng was six or seven years old, he had a high fever and cough. They had no money to see a doctor, and they begged Grandma Wen to give them money to treat the child. Grandma Wen thought it was not a serious illness, and she got some talisman paper ash from somewhere and gave it to Wen Qingcheng to drink, which delayed the treatment and made him mute ever since.

Wen Qingcheng nodded. She could only say a few brief words now. Today she would continue to take medicine, have acupuncture, and use her Qi to open up her chakras. Soon she would be able to speak normally.