The fat wife is rebellious: she was spoiled by the group on the way to escape famine

Remembering the detoxification pill given by the old doctor, she quickly took it out and fed it to Song Wenqin.

This pill is mild in nature, can both detoxify and nourish the body, and has a miraculous effect on most poisons. Otherwise, how could she dare to give it to him casually.

Fortunately, the medicine worked and Song Wenqin's condition improved significantly.

The night was deep, and the sky was gradually turning pale, but Jiang Jinhe was no longer sleepy. She stayed quietly beside Song Wenqin in the dim candlelight.

I had wiped the sweat off his face before. Apart from the shocking scar on his face, Song Wenqin's face was actually quite handsome, with sharp features. His pair of peach blossom eyes were particularly charming. It was a pity that the scar and messy hair added a bit of coldness to him.

Jiang Jinhe felt secretly sorry in his heart that such a good-looking appearance was greatly diminished by the scars.

Soon, there was a noise outside the house. It turned out that Song Yuyu had gotten up early.

She is usually busy in the early morning, first doing housework and then preparing breakfast.

After a while, the voices of Xiaolan and Anyi gradually came into his ears. Jiang Jinhe stretched lazily, then opened the door and walked into the yard. He greeted the new day with a smile as usual and exchanged greetings with Song Yuyu.

Song Yuyu smiled back, but was surprised to see Song Wenqin lying on the floor in the room: "Brother is back?"

Jiang Jinhe responded quickly and made up an excuse: "Your brother came in the middle of the night last night. He might have been afraid of waking me up, so he slept on the floor in the room. Let's speak quietly so as not to wake him up."

After she finished speaking, she seemed a little uncomfortable and pulled Song Yuyu to the kitchen, where she had breakfast with Xiaolan.

When the sun was high in the sky, Song Wenqin finally woke up.

The heat is unbearable, and people usually take a rest at this time of year.

Jiang Jinhe felt bored in the inner room, so she walked out and sat next to Song Wenqin, staring at him quietly.

Song Wenqin opened his eyes, and the memories of last night flooded back. Jiang Jinhe saw him wake up and silently prayed that he could forget the embarrassment of last night, but when she met his thoughtful eyes, she knew her prayers were in vain.

When their eyes met, a subtle awkwardness filled the air.

Seeing this, Jiang Jinhe just wanted to escape quickly. She made up an excuse and was about to leave when Song Wenqin called out, "Wait a minute."

Jiang Jinhe turned her head, tried to meet his gaze with normal eyes, and asked.

"What's wrong, husband?"

Song Wenqin took out a cloth bag from his arms and gently placed it in front of Jiang Jinhe.

"This is my little gift to you."

Jiang Jinhe was stunned. Looking at the outline of the cloth bag, some guesses emerged in his mind.

She stepped forward to take it, opened it and saw that it was a book with the words "Medical Classic" printed on the cover. It was undoubtedly a medical book!

"Where did you get this?"

Jiang Jinhe held the medical book bound with ancient paper. Although the pages were yellowed, they were well preserved and obviously had been carefully cared for.

The pages of the book still exude the unique fragrance of ancient documents, which is obviously valuable information that has been passed down for a long time.

Jiang Jinhe stroked the cover cherishingly and thanked Song Wenqin with a smile.

"Thank you, I love this gift!"

The original awkwardness disappeared instantly, and Song Wenqin answered with a smile.

"As long as you like."

Jiang Jinhe said no more and returned to his room impatiently to study in depth.

Her previous medical skills were only at the basic level, far less than what she had learned while following the doctors to prepare prescriptions.

Her advantage is nothing more than her understanding of the essence of thousands of years of medicine.

Now with this medical book in hand, she can explore medical skills more deeply, hoping to become a true doctor and save more lives.

Perhaps she can also combine her past basic medical knowledge with traditional Chinese medicine to create a new medical concept in this era.

From then on, Jiang Jinhe spent all his time immersed in the study of medical books, except when leading the team out.

What shocked Jiang Jinhe was that the book actually recorded a case that seemed familiar to her.

Jiang Jinhe found that the descriptions of poisons and the list of symptoms they caused in the book exactly matched his own.

This made her heart suddenly tighten.

Could it be that the original owner’s problem was not just obesity, but actually caused by poisoning?

This explains why she hasn't lost any weight despite working out and dieting.

Jiang Jinhe checked the symptoms of poisoning again: obesity, cold limbs and sweating, and mood swings...

After reading this, Jiang Jinhe was almost certain.

She calmed herself down and quickly read the rest of the article, looking for a way to detoxify.

As expected, the back of the book detailed the preparation method of the poison, the symptoms of taking the poison, and the detoxification steps.

But when he saw the list of precious medicinal materials needed, Jiang Jinhe couldn't help but sigh.

She could barely make ends meet and had to take care of a group of people who needed care. How could she afford to buy these rare medicinal herbs?

It seems that the only way to find medicinal herbs is to go to Beijing.

Jiang Jinhe's mood was up and down. After adjusting for a moment, he found Song Wenqin with the book.

Outside the house, Song Wenqin was resting with his eyes closed, but he immediately opened his eyes when he heard footsteps.

Jiang Jinhe seemed to have completely forgotten the previous embarrassment. He opened the book and placed it next to Song Wenqin, and said bluntly:

"Husband, I've discovered that the poison described in the book matches my symptoms perfectly."

Song Wenqin's heart suddenly shook. He reached out and held her wrist, carefully checking her pulse.

Although the pulse is slightly disordered, there is no danger to life.

Jiang Jinhe was startled at first, then smiled and said:

"It's not life-threatening at the moment, so don't worry."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere suddenly changed, and Jiang Jinhe hurriedly asked:

"Husband, do you know who poisoned me?"

Jiang Jinhe flipped through the memories of her previous owner like a book, but didn't find any clues, so she decided to ask Song Wenqin.

Song Wenqin was also confused and could only shake his head and say:

"I really don't know, and I just found out that you were poisoned."

He frowned. They had been married for more than six or seven years. Jiang Jinhe had always been plump like this since he met her.

If she was poisoned, the poison must have been planted when she was at her mother's house.

Jiang Jinhe fell into deep thought, his brows full of worry.

Song Wenqin buried his head in a medical book, and was relieved when he saw that the book said the poison was not fatal.

After thinking about it, he said something to comfort her:

"Don't worry, wife and children. Since your life is safe, we can always find a way to detoxify it when we get to the capital."

"Besides, I think you're fine the way you are now."

This comfort did not make Jiang Jinhe feel relieved, but seeing that Song Wenqin had tried his best, she smiled politely.

"Okay, my husband, I understand. How are you? I see you've been poisoned. Do you know what it is and how to cure it?"

Jiang Jinhe turned the topic to Song Wenqin.

Song Wenqin saw that she didn't want to talk more, so he briefly mentioned his poisoning.

"It's okay for now. I haven't found a way to detoxify it yet, but don't worry, I will take care of it."