Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s

Chapter 115: Chapter 115 Traditional Chinese Medicine and Western Medicine

They entered the courtyard and did not see anyone in the courtyard or the main hall.

But Meng Xinian could feel that more than one person was watching them from the shadows.

These people were careful to the point of being terrifying.

Even though they had already come through the door and had passed the testing of number three, other people were still hiding in the shadows. If the visitors weren’t capable, they wouldn’t be able to find out anything under such circumstances.

”Big sister, where is my cousin? We need to go see him first. Is his injury very serious?” Zhao Xin asked anxiously.

Meng Xinian added a question, ”Have you called a doctor to have a look?”

The target, number three, chuckled softly, ”He definitely got a look. Don’t worry, the doctor has seen him and said it looked serious, but it’s not a big problem. As long as he rests, he will recover. Come on, he’s in this room; you all come and see.”

After saying that, she casually placed the bundle on a chair in the main hall.

Then she led them around the main hall to a room.

Chiang Xiao’s ears twitched slightly, as she seemed to hear extremely soft footsteps in the main hall.

She definitely wouldn’t have heard such sounds before!

It seemed that after a day’s time, all the medicine in the Space had regrown, and the medicinal properties inside the Space had become even more abundant, which in turn had also enhanced her hearing dramatically.

That person was surely checking their bundle.

As soon as Chiang Xiao entered the room, she smelled the stench of blood.

In the dimly lit room, the man lying on the bed had a weak breath and a pale, ashen face. He did not look like someone with ’no big problems’ at all, but rather like a seriously ill patient on the brink of death.

”Cousin!”

”Chu Liang!”

Meng Xinian and Zhao Xin acted like a pair of worried brothers, quickly walking over to the bedside to examine Chu Liang’s injury.

Chiang Xiao, however, hesitated for a moment before finally approaching, standing next to Meng Xinian, and asked in a low voice, ”Brother Xinian, how bad are the injuries?”

At this moment, Meng Xinian felt like cursing.

No matter what they had thought outside, they hadn’t anticipated that Chu Liang would be injured so severely! If he wasn’t treated soon, who knew if he could make it through the night!

If they had not found a way in, he was certain, even if the rescue was successful in the end, Chu Liang wouldn’t survive because of the injury.

They would probably be rescuing a dead body!

Seeing Chu Liang in such a state, his heart sank heavily.

These people were indeed cruel and cold-hearted; they were blatantly watching as Chu Liang’s life was slipping away. With such callousness, how could the Supervisor’s Wife be safe?

”The doctor really said it’s not a big issue?” Meng Xinian turned around to look at target number three.

”Of course, don’t you trust me?”

”Have the medicines been prepared? Let’s go and brew some for him.”

A flicker of hesitation crossed target number three’s eyes.

Where would the medicines come from?

How could they possibly have brought in a doctor for this man?

”We’ve got Western medicine, I’ll just go fetch it, and you can give it to him to take,” number three said to Chiang Xiao while motioning her over, ”Come on, little wife, you come with sister to get the medicine.”

Even at such a time, she was still guarding against them, insisting on keeping Chiang Xiao close by to prevent them from doing anything.

Chiang Xiao responded with an ’oh’ and walked over.

Meng Xinian suppressed the urge to grab her hand.

However, it wasn’t long before Chiang Xiao returned carrying a cup of water and a small paper packet.

Target number three was still following her.

”Western medicine, will it be of any use? We’re used to drinking Bitter Medicine Soup back in the countryside,” Zhao Xin muttered, somewhat curiously looking at the small paper packet in Chiang Xiao’s hand.

Bitter Medicine Soup refers to traditional medicine.

Rural folk, where would they have ever taken Western medicine?

Number three scoffed, ”Country bumpkin. Western medicine works faster, you know.”

”Really?”

Meng Xinian sat on the edge of the bed and gestured for Chiang Xiao to open the medicine packet. ”Little, give me the medicine, I’ll feed him.”

But Chiang Xiao looked at Zhao Xin, ”Xinzi, why don’t you go light the stove? I’ll go cook for big sister in a moment.”