Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

Qiao Jianer stopped and said, "Doctor Chen, is there something wrong with my cousin?"

Doctor Chen waved his hand and said, "Your brother is getting better and better. Don't worry."

When he was first brought in, his breathing was weak and intermittent, but at least now it is stable.

"Then Doctor Chen is——"

Doctor Chen looked at the skinny little girl in front of him. She was only about eight years old, but it seemed like she was making decisions for the family, and the Qiao family listened to her.

She has a calm demeanor that is rare for someone of her age.

The old doctor was amazed. This was the first time he saw a little girl in charge.

"Little girl, I won't beat around the bush with you. To be honest, when your brother was first brought here, I only had a 10% to 20% chance of success. If he had a high fever that lasted for a long time, I would have had to remind you to prepare for his funeral."

"But after you gave your brother some water, his temperature quickly dropped and his breathing became stable."

Qiao Jian'er now knew what the doctor was going to say. She said, "Perhaps my eldest brother was not destined to die. It's a blessing from heaven. There are even cases of people being brought back from the dead, not to mention that my eldest brother is still alive."

"I don't think there's anything strange about it."

When she said this, Doctor Chen was observing her silently, as if trying to see if she was lying.

However, Qiao Jianer was very relaxed, as if this was a natural thing.

"The water I use is drawn from the well behind the clinic. If it really worked, you would have known about it long ago."

"Doctor Chen, I'm getting ready to go home."

Of course, the fewer people who knew about what she had on her, the better, so as to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Doctor Chen didn't want to give up. "Little girl, I've been practicing medicine for decades and I consider myself very experienced. In your brother's case, even if our clinic does its best to save him, it will take another day or two to achieve this effect."

"I believe my judgment. You must have used something on your brother."

"You have a secret recipe."

"Little girl, I beg you to take out the secret recipe, because many patients die from high fever every year, and they need to lower their temperature as quickly as possible." Doctor Chen said.

"As a doctor, I feel really guilty for not being able to cure them."

"Colds, headaches, stomachaches, etc. can all be treated with medication, but high fever cannot be treated with medication. It is the most fatal thing."

Qiao Lianer knew that what Doctor Chen was talking about was high fever, not ordinary fever.

When the fever reaches over 40 degrees, the whole body's immune system is mobilized to fight, causing various imbalance reactions and easily leading to death.

"If you provide the secret recipe to the clinic, we are willing to pay a high price for it," Doctor Chen added.

Yes, I can exchange it for money. Qiao Jianer was tempted and fell silent for a moment.

It was her silence that made Dr. Chen more certain of his thoughts.

His eyes became more intense.

"Doctor Chen, I'm going home first. The elderly are waiting for me. I'll come back tomorrow. We'll talk then."

Because Qiao Jianer was not sure how much it could be sold for and how to sell it.

"Okay, then I'll be waiting for your good news."

"Little girl, if you are willing to make the secret recipe public and save countless lives, you will have done immeasurable merit."

Qiao Jianer drove the carriage out of the county town and kept thinking about this matter on the way.

When we arrived at the village, night had just fallen.

Old Mrs. Qiao and Old Man Qiao had been looking out the door for a long time. When they saw Dacheng and Dameng get off the carriage, they were obviously relieved.

The only one left was Qiao Zhizhi.

"Where are the others?" asked Old Mrs. Qiao.

"Grandma, they're in a bit of a bad state and need to stay in the clinic for a few days," Qiao Jian'er said frankly. "My aunt and mother will stay in the county town to take care of them."

"Are you injured? Is it serious?" Old Man Qiao asked nervously.

"The bandits they encountered were quite formidable. Some of their wounds needed stitches, and their hands and feet were also slightly injured."

"Then, everyone is back."

"Well, they are all back, and they are all alive."

When Qiao Zhizhi said this, the two elders stared at her face, fearing that she had something to hide.

"It's all right." Old Mrs. Qiao patted her chest and said, "Going to fight those vicious bandits, it's inevitable that you won't get hurt. As long as we come back alive, it's all right. As long as we have a life, we have everything."

"Come here, you two, let me take a good look." Old Man Qiao said to Dacheng and Da Meng.

The two suffered the lightest injuries, but there were still sutured wounds on their stomachs and backs. Dacheng's shoulder was drooping a little, but fortunately it was only skin damage.

Seeing those cuts, big and small, the two elders gasped with heartache.

The condition of those staying in the hospital must be even more serious. Thinking of this, the two elders felt uncomfortable and could hardly smile.

"Grandpa, grandma, it's really nothing. It will be fine after a while." Da Meng smiled easily.

"We are human beings, not gods. We are made of flesh and blood, and fighting is inevitable."

"Yes, alas, you have all suffered, let's eat." said old man Qiao.

Mrs. Lu and Mrs. Wan put the food on the table. In order to welcome everyone back today, they slaughtered a fat chicken in advance and divided it into two large bowls with some left over.

There were sweet and sour spare ribs, pig's trotters stewed with soybeans, fried tofu, old potatoes, and a plate of stir-fried green mushrooms picked from the mountains. The table was very rich.

They had been trekking on the mountain roads these days, eating steamed buns and pancakes. When Dacheng and Dameng saw the delicious and authentic food at home, their mouths watered and they started eating it with relish.

"Wow, the rice at home is so delicious?" Da Meng was surprised when he tasted the rice. It was fragrant, soft, glutinous and cottony.

Dacheng used chopsticks to stir the rice in the bowl. "That's not right, grandma. How come the rice is so smooth, plump, and white? The rice grown in our fields shouldn't be like this. Did you buy new rice?"

Rice like this looks good and tastes great, I can’t imagine how expensive it is.

"This is the rice your sister Jian'er bought." said Old Mrs. Qiao.

Upon hearing this, Dacheng and Dameng looked at each other tacitly and stopped asking questions.

Da Meng asked expectantly, "Then Jian'er, can our family eat rice like this more often in the future?"

"Leave it to me." Qiao Jianer promised.

Just saying that, she doesn't like to eat the coarse rice grown in ancient times.

Originally, the two of them were reluctant to eat, fearing that it would be gone after they finished, but after hearing what she said, they picked up the food with their chopsticks even more vigorously.

When the two of them had almost finished eating, Old Mrs. Qiao gave them another bowl of chicken soup.

After working hard for ten days and getting injured, I need to recuperate.

As for the two chicken legs, no matter who the other one was given to, Old Mrs. Qiao would always put one in Qiao Jianer's bowl.

Qiao Jianer lay on the bed, opened the space and checked the medicines.