Traveling through time as a peasant girl, buying a husband and raising a child

Mu Jiaojiao had previously specifically asked Wushuang to go to the town to make a few bathtubs for her.

After getting up early in the morning, she boiled medicine in the pharmacy to prepare the liquid for Liu Nian's medicinal bath and acupuncture.

After they finished their breakfast, Mu Jiaojiao took Liu Nian and Meng He into her pharmacy.

"This is my first acupuncture today. It might be very painful. Please bear with it."

After everything was ready, Mu Jiaojiao asked Liu Nian to take off his shirt and get into the bathtub, then spoke to him, asking him to be mentally prepared.

"It's alright, Master. I can handle it."

Liu Nian sat in the medicine, feeling nervous, but still spoke calmly to Mu Jiaojiao.

"Okay, let's get started."

After Mu Jiaojiao finished speaking, she nodded to Meng He, then she picked up the silver needle and began to find Liu Nian's acupuncture points with great concentration, and then gave him acupuncture.

Since Liu Nian was fat and his body was very swollen, it was not easy to find the acupuncture points, and Mu Jiaojiao did not dare to be distracted at all.

While giving the acupuncture, she also explained to Meng He, allowing him to learn as much as possible in detail.

However, because her technique was so fast, Meng He was dazzled. It could be said that he was useless even though he watched and learned it.

After a set of acupuncture techniques were performed, Mu Jiaojiao's forehead was covered with sweat.

"Young Master, is the acupuncture technique you are performing the legendary Thirteen Ghost Gate Needles?"

Meng He watched Mu Jiaojiao perform acupuncture and let Liu Nian soak quietly for two quarters of an hour before coming out. Then he hesitated for a moment and couldn't help asking curiously.

Hearing this, Mu Jiaojiao wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeve, then glanced at Meng He and said without hiding anything: "This is indeed the Thirteen Ghost Gate Needles."

"It really is the Thirteen Ghost Needles, little master, you are so amazing!"

Meng He couldn't help but get excited. The legendary Thirteen Ghost Needles? His master actually knew how to use them?!

"Young Master, can I learn?"

Meng He continues to demonstrate his ability to climb the pole!

Mu Jiaojiao: “…”

Doesn't this old disciple of mine know what politeness means?

"This needlework is not easy to learn. First, you have to practice your aim like archery. Not everyone can do it easily."

Mu Jiaojiao's implication was that this acupuncture method not only required a long period of practice, but also that talent was very important.

"Ah! It turns out that the right time, right place, and right people are all needed, otherwise it wouldn't have been lost.

Hey! Old man, let’s not study for now! "

After hearing this, Meng He naturally understood the implication of his master's words.

"If you study the art of suturing well, you can also benefit the people."

Mu Jiaojiao heard the regret in Meng He's tone. If only he were younger and had met Mu Jiaojiao when he was young and frivolous.

Alas! What a pity there is no if...

"Master is right."

"Ah."

Mu Jiaojiao nodded, then looked at Liu Nian, whose veins were throbbing with pain in the medicine barrel, and said to Meng He:

“Liu Nian’s treatment method is fine when the needle is inserted, but it is very painful when the liquid medicine in the bucket is absorbed afterwards.

His internal organs will be washed away by the medicinal properties. If someone is weak in willpower, they can use some anesthetic drugs that can make the patient unconscious."

"Yes, I remember it, little master."

Meng He nodded when he heard this, "Then why doesn't Young Master Liu use it?"

Meng He could naturally see the pain Liu Nian was in the bathtub. His whole body was shaking with pain and his face was covered with big beads of sweat.

"Because anesthetics can cause some damage to the nerves in the brain, I hope Liu Nian pulls through."

After Mu Jiaojiao finished speaking, she looked at Liu Nian. She believed in Liu Nian's perseverance and also believed in her own vision.

"Master, what are the nerves in the brain?"

Meng He said that he had been practicing medicine for many years, but had never heard the term "brain nerves" from his young master, so he couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

"It's a type of meridian in the human body, but this meridian is specifically in the brain. This part of the meridian is more sensitive to anesthetic drugs and can be easily damaged."

Seeing Meng He's curiosity, Mu Jiaojiao explained it to him in detail. In fact, most people who have studied biology in modern times would know what it means, but unfortunately Meng He, a medical geek, grew up in ancient times.

However, ancient medical skills and famous medical works should not be underestimated.

"Then I understand, old man. Thank you for your guidance, young master."

Meng He thanked her sincerely. He could see that Mu Jiaojiao was giving her all in teaching him.

"You stay here and watch over him. When the time comes, start removing the needles from the Jiaji points on his back. I'll be leaving first."

Mu Jiaojiao nodded after hearing what he said, and then instructed Meng He that she didn't need to be on duty all the time during this process.

"Okay, Master, don't worry."

Meng He rubbed his hands and assured Mu Jiaojiao that he could definitely handle this little thing.

After all this trouble, the sun was already at its zenith and it was almost noon.

Mu Jiaojiao said that she was hungry too.

She went into the kitchen, lit the stove, filled the pot with half water, and wanted to cook some noodles.

She sat on a small stool in front of the stove, quietly waiting for the water in the pot to boil.

I saw Xia Jin coming in from the kitchen door.

"Miss."

Xia Jin called out Mu Jiaojiao, walked over and hugged her from behind.

"What's wrong? Are you hungry?"

Mu Jiaojiao reached out with a gentle expression and scooped up the chin of the person behind her, like she was scooping up a puppy.

"I'm not really hungry. I just read a book with Zhao'er for a while. It's not like my wife worked hard all morning."

"It's not that hard, but acupuncture is a bit exhausting."

Mu Jiaojiao relaxed her body and leaned in Xia Jin's arms.

"I'll detoxify you tonight."

Mu Jiaojiao was silent for a while, and suddenly said to Xia Jin that she hoped Xia Jin would get better soon.

"Will this be too tiring for you? How about another day?"

Xia Jin's breath caught when he heard this, and he was a little excited. Then he thought about his wife who had been busy all morning. Wouldn't it be too tiring to detoxify herself in the evening?

"I'm fine. The first day's detoxification of the poison in your body mainly involves taking the antidote and then forcing the poison out of your ten fingers. In fact, it's mainly your hard work."

"My wife, your husband is not afraid of hard work."

Xia Jin listened to what his wife said, and then said in a low voice that he had endured the days and nights of poisoning for so many years, and no matter how painful or difficult it was now, he didn't care.

"Well, I know Jin isn't afraid, but I'm worried about you having to work hard."

Mu Jiaojiao heard the man behind her speaking in a bad tone. She touched the man's hair with her backhand, rubbed it, and then said to Xia Jin with a bit of heartache.

Hey!

Although this man may have lived a life of luxury since childhood, he must have suffered a lot.

"My wife, if you continue like this, your husband will become more and more dependent on you."

A ripple flashed across Xia Jin's jade-like eyes because of Mu Jiaojiao's words. Then he lowered his head and rubbed Mu Jiaojiao's neck, acting like a puppy.

"You still want to leave me?"

Mu Jiaojiao raised the corners of her mouth when she heard that, and a doting smile appeared on her face, and then she threatened and questioned in a low voice.

Xia Jin: “…” I was careless!

"My wife, I absolutely do not have such thoughts!"

Xia Jin quickly assured him that he was afraid his wife would get angry...

"Hmph! That's good."

"Ajin, you have to remember that I, Mu Jiaojiao, can only lose my husband~"

Mu Jiaojiao snorted coldly, then turned around to face Xia Jin. She placed her hand on his angular cheek, stroking it gently, and said something a little frightening in the most gentle tone.

"Well, don't worry, my wife, I won't!"

Xia Jin looked at his wife who was extremely possessive. He covered Mu Jiaojiao's hand on his face with his hand and made a solemn promise.