This is terrible! My future prime minister keeps trying to kiss me forcibly.

Ignoring her scraped hands, Ye Xiaoxiao quickly stood up and carefully observed Mother He: her face was pale, she was coughing incessantly, and she was spitting blood repeatedly, indicating that her illness was related to the upper burner.

I already have a general conclusion in mind.

She looked at He Wuyang, her eyes clear and bright, raised her right hand, and said softly, "I swear to you, I promise I won't hurt your mother, okay?"

He Wuyang looked at Ye Xiaoxiao's obviously scraped palm, his dark grape-like eyes filled with confusion.

I caused her injury, and she actually didn't hit me!

In the past, she would have already rushed over with a broom and scolded him.

Seeing that Ye Xiaoxiao was completely different from before, Madam He had many doubts, but the sincerity in her eyes was undeniable. So she gently squeezed her youngest daughter's hand.

Seeing that her mother had spoken up, the little girl moved slightly, but her eyes were still fixed on Ye Xiaoxiao like a little animal.

Ye Xiaoxiao stepped forward and focused on taking He Shi's pulse.

The pulse is weak and floating, indicating deficiency and cold in the middle qi. As a result, the qi fails to contain the blood, and the blood fails to return to its proper channels, leading to persistent vomiting of blood.

The room fell into a moment of silence.

The woman's face was calm and composed, her dark eyes were serene and peaceful, and she exuded a reassuring aura.

He pursed her lips, a hint of doubt in her eyes.

The daughter-in-law in front of him seemed like a completely different person, calm and composed.

He was nothing like he was in the morning, rummaging through drawers and cabinets, acting crazy.

He Wuyang stared intently at the wicked woman by the bedside with his large eyes.

Perhaps her gaze was too sharp, because when Ye Xiaoxiao turned her head, she saw the little girl tilting her head, looking confused and wary, with her big red eyes staring straight at her, looking just like a wronged little rabbit.

Subconsciously, Ye Xiaoxiao chuckled and casually patted the little girl's head with her left hand.

"You're just like a puffed-up little bunny. So cute!"

Looking at the person in front of her with a beautiful smile and upturned lips, the young girl became even more wary. What was this wicked woman up to now?

She knows!

This wicked woman definitely wants to sell herself for money! How vicious!

There used to be a girl named Siya in the village who was very close to me. For a while, she bragged to me that her stepmother had suddenly changed her personality and was treating her exceptionally well. Then one day, I never saw Siya again.

According to the villagers, Siya was sold by her stepmother.

Thinking of this, He Wuyang shuddered and hid closer to his mother.

Ye Xiaoxiao listened to the girl's thoughts, and the corners of her upturned lips paused slightly.

It wasn't easy to get this family to lower their guard and trust you again.

Don't worry, I won't sell you.

Ye Xiaoxiao smiled faintly and waved to He Wuyang.

"Ayang, come with me to prepare some medicine for Mother."

He Wuyang clung tightly to Madam He, fearing that she was really going to sell him, and refused to move an inch.

"Prepare the medicine for Mother as soon as possible so she can recover faster! Besides, you're the best at starting a fire, could you help me with this?"

He Wuyang was about to shake her head when she heard her mother coughing again. She gritted her teeth, walked past Ye Xiaoxiao without a word, and went to the kitchen to start a fire.

Ye Xiaoxiao had already come up with a simple prescription.

Madam He's illness has probably lasted for many years, but unfortunately, the family has limited medicinal herbs, so this prescription can only be used to treat her hemoptysis first.

The Cypress Leaf Decoction is used to warm the meridians and stop bleeding.

When she returned from outside, she saw a lush cypress tree by the river.

Carrying a winnowing basket and an earthenware pot, Ye Xiaoxiao went to the riverbank. She picked some cypress leaves, washed them in the river, and was about to fill the pot with water to take back home.

She caught a glimpse of a chubby boy standing not far upstream, about to pull down his pants and urinate into the river.

Ye Xiaoxiao had just been thinking that the horse urine in the recipe would be hard to find, since no one in the village raised horses, but boy urine would work.

It really was effortless!

She pretended to shout loudly, "Pshaw! What kind of skill is it to pee in the river? If you're so capable, do you dare to pee in this earthenware pot?"

The chubby boy, with his rebellious nature, couldn't withstand such a provocation. He recognized that kind of earthenware pot; his mother used it to hold water and cook.

So without even pulling up his pants, the little bird swung over and started spewing its load onto the jar.

Afterwards, he gave Ye Xiaoxiao a provocative look, his small eyes full of smugness: "See if I dare to do it?"

The chubby boy pulled up his pants and swaggered away, thinking to himself, "I can brag about this to my friends for a long time. Who would dare to pee in someone else's water jar?"