The moment Du Xuan heard herself making a sound, everything inside suddenly became quiet.

Wang's gentle yet harsh voice disappeared in an instant.

After a moment, he slowly asked, "Who is it?"

"It's me, Du Xuan." Du Xuan walked in with a smile on her face, "I'm here to see Qiuniang."

Xie Qiuniang was standing in the yard, but when Du Xuan looked at her, she could already see the dust on the knees of her pants that had not been wiped clean. It could be seen that Xie Qiuniang must have been kneeling before.

Xie Qiuniang was still like that, her whole person seemed to be exuding a gloomy low pressure, and Mrs. Wang said all day long that she would die.

This is indeed the case, as if there is no vitality in the whole person.

He looked at Du Xuan with a heavy gaze.

Seeing that Mrs. Wang was not planning to leave, Du Xuan thought for a moment and smiled sheepishly, "Aunt Wang, please stop scolding Qiuniang. She is already very attentive to her children."

There was an unhappy look in Wang's eyes, and it was not surprising that she would be unhappy. After all, Du Xuan's words meant being nosy.

But there is a word that can be used to describe Wang's temperament - she is always in a nest.

No matter how unhappy she was with Du Xuan's officious words, no matter how unconfident Du Xuan was in Zhao'an Village.

Mrs. Wang would not show any arrogance in front of Du Xuan.

Although he had spoken so aggressively to Xie Qiuniang just now, he had no rebuttal to Du Xuan at this moment. He nodded slightly and said, "Okay, you guys go ahead and I'll leave first."

After saying that, he walked towards the backyard.

"What do you want from me?" Xie Qiuniang's voice was lifeless, and her whole person looked very gloomy.

Du Xuan looked at her, "Do you have medicinal oil? Give me some."

Xie Qiuniang's lifeless face showed some emotional ups and downs. She frowned, "What?"

"My man was injured while hunting. I just had a falling out with Ding Barefoot. He stopped selling me medicinal oil. You must have some here. Give me some." Du Xuan said.

She had thought about it before, and it made sense to come directly to the Wu family.

For someone like Xie Qiuniang, who is so nervous about her children that she can be considered anxious, she must always have medicated oils, hemostatic powders and other commonly used medicines at home.

Du Xuan was sure that she had it, so what she needed to consider was how to make Xie Qiuniang willing to give it to her.

Although Xie Qiuniang's attitude towards her was obviously hostile last time, Xie Qiuniang's weakness was too obvious, so Du Xuan didn't even think much and came directly to Wu's house.

I feel confident.

Xie Qiuniang's eyes stared at her gloomily, "Why?"

Du Xuan was confident, "Is your child okay yet?"

Xie Qiuniang looked at her warily, "What do you want to do?"

"Oh, I can cure him."

"Just you?"

Xie Qiuniang's tone of words could be said to be quite suspicious and she looked down upon her.

Du Xuan didn't feel insulted at all, she curved her lips and said with a smile, "Yes, it's just me."

Xie Qiuniang sneered.

Du Xuan asked her, "Then how do you think Jin Niang's daughter is doing well? She was said to have tuberculosis before."

The sneer on Xie Qiuniang's face froze. She looked at Du Xuan and her voice became colder, "If you dare to lie to me..."

Her voice was indeed colder, but it was easy to tell from the content of her words that she was shaken.

Xie Qiuniang glared at Du Xuan, "Follow me!"

Du Xuan followed Xie Qiuniang toward the house on one side. She had just reached the door of a house. As soon as the door opened, she noticed the heat coming from the shop inside.

She frowned immediately, "What are you doing?"

Xie Qiuniang quickly pulled her and said, "Come in quickly! Don't let the cold air come in!"

The window of the house was opened a crack to allow the smell of charcoal fire to escape.

The air seemed to be very hot.

A little boy was sitting on the bed, wrapped in a thick quilt. His face was red, his lips were chapped, his eyes were lifeless, and he looked very pitiful.

Du Xuan couldn't help but turn to look at Xie Qiuniang, "Don't you want him to get better?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Xie Qiuniang said anxiously, "If he gets cold again, how will his cough be cured?"

"He has a bad cough. Isn't it caused by the charcoal smoke? The child's throat is so tender, how can it be cured by the charcoal smoke? You are suffocating him and covering him, do you still want to

Has he spent this winter?"

Du Xuan didn't mean to joke with her, her expression was extremely serious, "If you want your child to be safe, you have to be hungry and cold. Have you never heard of this?"

Xie Qiuniang was probably intimidated by Du Xuan's extremely serious expression. She didn't dare to refute for a moment, and just shook her head honestly.

I have never heard of it! Du Xuan was speechless. Thinking about it, her mother-in-law was just picking on her, so how could she tell her this.

"You are also locked up in this room. Is it not uncomfortable for you to be locked up for a day? You know how to go out and take a breather. Do you think the child can bear it better than you?" Du Xuan said as she opened the window to let out some air.

When I took off the big quilt wrapped around the child, I took his pulse.

There is nothing wrong with him at all. A good child is covered up like this, and if he continues to be covered up like this, he will find something wrong even if there is nothing wrong with him!

"But!" Xie Qiuniang hurriedly came up and held down Du Xuan's hand, "But my child has Fenghan..."

"Who told you about Fenghan? Your mother-in-law or the doctor? Or do you think so?" Du Xuan asked her.

Xie Qiuniang didn't answer, but said calmly, "But it's the wind and cold. He has the wind and cold. He's coughing."

Du Xuan felt that Xie Qiuniang might have been made neurotic by her mother-in-law, and she was prone to getting into trouble with things. It was often impossible to reason with such a person.

Du Xuan only thought for a moment and struck with lightning speed. Before Xie Qiuniang could react, Du Xuan quickly pressed several acupuncture points on her chest.

In just a moment, Xie Qiuniang coughed uncontrollably.

Xie Qiuniang looked at her in shock while coughing, then met Du Xuan's serious eyes.

"Okay, you also have a cough, you have a cold, go to bed and lie down wrapped in a quilt. I will make another pot of charcoal fire for you. Don't get off the bed." Du Xuan pointed to the bed.

The child under the quilt, who had been quite quiet before, suddenly became anxious and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't, don't hit my mother!"

Du Xuan looked at her, "Your mother is hugging you like this. Isn't it hot? Isn't it uncomfortable? And she's also giving you bitter medicine, isn't it bitter?"

"It's hot." The child whispered, as if he didn't dare to say it. After saying that, he looked at Xie Qiuniang carefully. Seeing that Xie Qiuniang didn't say anything, he continued, "It's also bitter. But don't hit my mother!"

Don't let her lie down wrapped in a quilt, it won't be comfortable."

Du Xuan looked sideways at Xie Qiuniang, "Okay, bring me the medicinal oil quickly, I'm going back in a hurry. If you are willing to continue to let the child cover you like this, just cover it. Children know how uncomfortable it is and don't want to let their mother suffer.

You are really willing to bear this crime."
Chapter completed!