Chapter 310 Effective

"Jian Wu!" Zhen Shiniang shouted with her first and last name.

"Godmother, Godmother..." Brother Xun panicked and rushed up and pulled Zhen Shiniang's clothes tightly. "Don't be angry. It's all my fault. It's not Brother Wu!" After Brother Xun was rescued, Yang Xuemei let him recognize Zhen Shiniang as a godmother, and vowed to be filial to Shen Zhongqi and his wife like his biological parents when he grew up.

Zhen Shiniang felt that she was making a fuss.

But in those two days, Yang Xuemei seemed to be enchanted, submissive, and even wanted to be a slave for her. Zhen Shiniang couldn't help it, so she had to recognize this godd son.

"Mother!" Seeing that Zheng Yuxun was afraid that he would be punished and admit his mistake, Jian Wu blurted out, "Brother Xun has nightmares every night and shouting that he is not a demon!"

The room suddenly became quiet.

Everyone is looking at Brother Xun.

Her biological father drew a knife to face each other, and the street that day was too harmful to Brother Xun's little heart. This shadow could not be got rid of for about a lifetime. She couldn't help it anymore. Yang Xuemei's tears fell down. She bent down and hugged her son. "... Brother Xun, don't be afraid

"I'm fine. Brother Wu said that I won't have nightmares when I grow up." Brother Xun stretched out his little hand to wipe his mother's tears. "...Mom, don't cry. My mother said that if my mother cried again, I can't see her eyes."

"My sister's eyes must not cry again." Zhen Shiniang quickly pushed away Sister Xian, took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears, and pulled Brother Xun's little hand and pulled it over. "The godmother said that Brother Xun is not a demon, and the godmother will definitely cure you."

Zhen Shiniang's voice was very soft, and Brother Xun's little hand hugged her waist tightly and buried her rough little face in her.

Seeing Jian Wuwu standing stubbornly in the middle of the ground, his eyes were full of grievances. Zhen Shi Niang sighed in her heart and waved to him, "Come here."

Seeing that his mother's voice slowed down, Jian Wu came over.

"... Sister Xian is wrong. But it's not right for you to hit your sister. You must apologize to her. Although the voice is not as fierce as before, it is incumbent on it.

"Brother Wu..." Brother Xun's little hand quietly pulled him.

In the eyes of Brother Shangxun's pleading, Jian Wu looked at Sister Xian angrily. I'm sorry, I hit you right!"

Sister Xian's little mouth cracked and she laughed.

Jian Wu's topic turned around, "You are not right today. If you dare to say that next time, I will still hit you!"

Looking at Jian Wu's indignation, the little maid burst out laughing.

Zhen Tenniang was also angry. "Don't worry, Sister Xian won't say that again." Look at Sister Xian. Isn't it?"

Sister Xian's face turned red and nodded. Uh-huh."

Zhen Shi Niang's topic turned around. Brother Xun didn't owe you anything. You begged him to pinch the bird, and he promised. It's his job not to promise, and he should be sincere when asking for help. Take out equivalent things to exchange..." She looked at Sister Xian with a serious face, "How can she scold her if she doesn't agree to open her mouth?" The voice was never harsh. "What's the difference between this and the scoundrel?"

Although she was a concubine, before the exposure of Jianwu Jianwen, Sister Xian was Shen Zhongqi's only bloodline. She was held in her hands by him and the old lady. She was more delicate than the direct wife, and she also had some bad habits on her body. Zhen Shinian had long found that Sister Xian's temper was a little It's hard to say too deep.

However, she went too much today!

Unexpectedly, Zhen Shinang suddenly changed her face, and even Jian Wu, who was full of unconvinced, was stunned and stared at her mother.

Sister Xian's little mouth was squeaked, and she opened her mouth to cry.

"Ayou..." When she came to her senses, Yang Xuemei hugged Sister Xian and said, "The child is still young. Don't scare her like this."

"Sister, leave it alone." Zhen Shiniang pulled Sister Xian out of Yang Xuemei's arms and looked at her seriously. "Today's matter is your fault. Put yourself in your shoes. If you have sores on your hands and feet, and others will scold you as crippled and you as a monster, what will you do?"

Sister Xian remembered that when her aunt had just passed away, the maids pointed out and scolded her for her. She lowered her head in shame because she was about to cry aggrievedly.

Seeing that she knew she was wrong, Zhen Shiniang's voice softened, "... Since you know you are wrong, tell Brother Xun that you won't do it again next time."

"No, no!" Yang Xuemei waved her hand repeatedly and looked at the eyes handed over by Zhen Shiniang, and her voice stopped abruptly.

Seeing Yang Xuemei's obstruction, Sister Xian was relieved. Yu Guang saw that Zhen Shiniang was looking at her seriously. Sister Xian's body was frozen and dull for a long time. She looked up and looked at Zheng Yuxun timidly. "... I'm sorry, I'm not right today. I won't scold you

"No, no..." Growing up in contempt and loneliness, it was the first time that someone solemnly apologized to him and regarded him as a person. Zheng Yuxun's face turned red and said, "... I'll pinch the bird for you tomorrow."

Originally, she felt wronged. After listening to Zheng Yuxun's words, Sister Xian's eyes lit up in an instant.

The air suddenly became light, and everyone suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"... My brother promised to pinch the bird for you. Thank you, brother." Zhen Shiniang took the opportunity to say.

"Thank you, brother." Sister Xian said, remembering that Zhen Tenniang asked someone to exchange it for something equivalent, "...I'll embroider a purse for you tomorrow!" I was afraid that he didn't like it, so he said, " Even my mother praised me for my purse embroidery better than her."

Zhen Shiniang is ashamed.

Call out a person casually, and the purse is embroidered better than yourself.

Seeing that Sister Xian said Qian, she promised to embroider a purse for Zheng Yuxun. Jian Wu's anger suddenly died. He smiled at Sister Xian with embarrassment, "I was also angry today to make a mistake." Looking at Brother Xun, "He is my little brother. Don't bully him in the future."

"Brother Wu, who is he?" Zhen Shiniang couldn't laugh or cry, so she asked with a straight face.

Among the children, Brother Xun is the largest and Sister Xian is the youngest.

At the beginning, Zhen Shi Niang and her aunt were pregnant. Because Zhen Shi Niang was twins and young, Jian Wu Jianwen gave birth prematurely, more than a month older than Sister Xian, and Brother Xun was three months older than Jian Wu Jianwen.

"He is smaller than me!" Brother Wu laughed.

Although he is the same age, due to illness, and Zheng Shuang is not tall, Zheng Yuxun is much shorter than Jianwu Jianwen.

"The lantern pole is taller than you. Go out and call me brother!" Zhen Shiniang pointed to the lantern pole at the door.

Jian Wu's face turned red and looked at Brother Xun and couldn't make a sound.

"It's the same with calling my brother." Brother Xun muttered in a low voice, stretching out his little hand and scratching his back.

"It's itchy again. I'll scratch it for you..." Jian Wu walked over when he saw it.

"Is Brother Xun's back itchy?" Zhen Shiniang's voice could not hide her excitement.

"He is so itchy that he can't sleep!" Jian Wu put his hand into Zheng Yuxun's skirt, "Or here?"

Brother Xun nodded, "Uh-huh."

"...Ayou?" Seeing that Zhen Shi Niang hugged Brother Xun and took off his coat, Yang Xuemei gathered around nervously.

Brother Xun has this strange disease. Except for the heat, I can't wear clothes, but it has never been painful or itchy, but now it's so itchy that I can't sleep, isn't it... Yang Xuemei's heart hangs in her throat for fear of disturbing Zhen Shiniang. I even held my breath.

"This medicine is effective!" Seeing a small piece of red skin growing under the wrinkled skin of Brother Xun's back, Zhen Shiniang pressed [Xing] and said calmly.

It is not the same as the fish scale disease she had seen in her previous life. She has not seen Zheng Yuxun's disease. She has studied it with Zhong Lin and Chuyu and others, and agreed that the so-called skin disease is nothing more than the invasion of wet and hot air, and the guest enters the skin, so that the skin cannot be It was decided to adjust the function of the body. External medicine is an auxiliary method. It's been seven or eight days. She has increased or adjusted the internal prescription twice, but there has been no progress. Zhen Shiniang is hesitating to change the direction of treatment. Zheng Yuxun actually felt itchy!

I have a feeling, that is to say, the function of his skin is slowly recovering!

Calm. Patiently asked Zheng Yuxun how he had been feeling in the past two days, and then checked the skin in other places. Zhen Shinang asked someone to take the pen and ink, readjusted the prescription, and handed it to Lily, "Go to Beijing and return to the Spring Medical Center quickly so that Qiu Ju can be sent back according to the prescription." Then he looked up at Yang Xuemei, "... Although the effect of drug conditioning is slow, Brother Xun's skin feels it now, which is a good omen!"

"Can I really get better?" After getting dressed, Zheng Yuxun looked up at Zhen Shiniang with a small face.

"If you can, you can do it well!" Zhen Shiniang pulled him to sit on her lap, but she changed the topic and said, "If you want to retreat this layer of old skin and grow new skin, it will become more and more itchy in the future. Brother Xun may suffer."

Brother Xun's big eyes were shining, "I'm not afraid!"

"Brother Xun is so brave!" Zhen Shinie praised with a smile, "I will try my best to make you less itchy. You must bear it and don't scratch it." He patted his little face with a smile, "If this layer of skin retreats, our brother Xun will become a little handsome man." There was no word handsome man in ancient times, but Zhen Shiniang has said this since she was a child. Now even Zheng Yuxun knows the meaning of this word.

His ears turned red, and he tried his best to bury his head in Zhen Shi Niang's arms.

Looking at the fun of his red ears, Jian Wen smiled, "... When you become a little handsome man, I can see you blush." Because the skin on his face is hard and thick, Zheng Yuxun's wrinkled face is the same color all year round.

"Ayou..." Yang Xuemei hugged Zhen Shiniang's shoulder excitedly, and tears flowed down.

Before she could escape from Zheng's house and find Zhen Shiniang, she fell into Wu Fan's hands and was put in a dark dungeon. In those days, she never dreamed that they would have such a day.

His brother Xun can still have a day when he can stand in front of people openly!

Seeing her crying again, Zhen Shiniang sighed, "You really think of me as Daluo Jinxian. If you know that I'm here, no matter how much you toss around, you won't be blind?" He joked in a very heavy tone, "I'm not a Daluo Jinxian. You have pity on me. Don't let me cure your eyes and hit my magic doctor's brand!"

In tears, Yang Xuemei burst into laughter.

Zhen Shiniang took the opportunity to pull her up, wiped her tears, and told Lamei to bring the medicine bag to apply her eyes.

"Ayou, I want to..." After calming down, Yang Xuemei shouted.

Seeing her solemn call, Zhen Shiniang sat up straight.

The little maid hurriedly knocked on the door and came in, "... Mrs. Zheng is here."

PS: It's a little late. It's past eight o'clock when Harbin settles down for dinner. ⊙_⊙b sweat. After sitting in the car for a day, I'm not hungry at all. I really want to stay in the hotel directly. It's just that it's not good not to attend the