Chapter 38

Wang Jiangchen restrained his cynicism and snapped his fingers. The boy pushed the door in, breathless and out of breath: "young master, I've got what you want."

Then he handed a package to Wang Jiangchen, who opened the package and said to Chu Huan, "is this what you want?"

Chu Huan put the medicine under his nose and smelled it. He nodded, "it's really the medicine I'm looking for."

Then he snatched the thing from his hand and drove back quickly.

Wang Jiangchen did not trust her and followed her.

Chu Huan prepared the medicine, decocted it, and fed it to Mrs. song. During the whole process, she did not dare to let anyone interfere, for fear that something might go wrong.

After taking the medicine, Mrs. song went to sleep.

Master song called her to his side and looked at her carefully. He said, "where did you learn how to cure and save people?"

"I went out to play before and met an old man on the mountain. He taught me that." Chu Huan casually made up a reason, and I don't know whether this reason can persuade the master song.

"What kind of old man is it?"

Sure enough, master song was not easily deceived by her, and continued to ask. Chu Huan thought of those immortals on TV, and described them according to their looks.

After hearing this, master song was silent for a long time before he said, "when you were born, a Taoist priest once counted you and said that your life style is strange and you are rich and noble. Now you have an adventure, maybe it's destiny. "

Chu Huan was a little relieved. Fortunately, the old man believed. Otherwise, she didn't know how to continue to explain.

After all, learning to cure diseases is not something that can be learned overnight. It requires talent and a good master. In this remote country, the doctors are handed down in one continuous line and do not accept outsiders as apprentices. Don't say good master, even a bad master can't be found.

Song's voice was heavy, "huan'er, my grandfather wants to ask you something. Can I ask you?"

"Grandfather, please say that as long as I can do it, I will do my best."

"If one day your grandmother and I are not here, if the Song family has something to do, please help me."

In recent years, the Song family is rapidly declining. Except for the second son song Han, the other few children are not successful and have nothing to eat. In particular, the eldest son, song Yuanchong, asked to be separated a few years ago. After that, he spent money like water. Every year, I will come back to ask for money. If this goes on like this, the family will be scattered.

"Grandfather, don't worry. I grew up here since I was a child. The Song family has something to do. How could I just stand by and watch."

"Well, that's good. It's not in vain that I love you. " There was a gratifying look in the eyes of master song.

After going out, Chu Huan's heart has been unable to calm down. Whether it's Mr. song or Mrs. song, talking to her is like giving her last words. She was worried that the second old man was hiding something from her.

Wang Jiangchen took her out and immediately went up, "how's your grandmother? Do you need any more medicine? If you want it, I'll send someone to pick it up

"No, thank you." Chu Huan's voice was a little feeble. She glanced around her eyes and did not see Zhang Yi's figure.

Suddenly, he remembered that Zhang Yi was still shut down by Wang Jiangchen and continued: "you let Zhang Yi go."

"I sent Zhang Yi back to Zhang Jia."

"What?" Chu Huan's eyes were full of shock, "you say it again?"

"Send It's back to Zhangjia. " Wang Jiangchen said again trembling.

Chu Huan glared at him fiercely. Wang Jiangchen was not enough to succeed, but more than defeated. When Zhang Yi and Zhang Jia make trouble to that extent, they will send Zhang Yi back to their hometown. Let alone whether Kangying and his wife will let him go or not, the two elders of Zhangjia will not bypass him.

Zhang Yi is also filial. If Zhang's two elders do something to Zhang Yi, Zhang Yi is afraid that he can't cope with it.

She ran to Zhangjia and prayed silently in her heart, hoping that Zhang Yi would not have an accident.

Zhang Yi kneels at the door of Zhangjia, naked upper body. He is whipped on his body by Master Zhang. The red whip mark is very conspicuous.

"What are you doing?" Chu Huan grabbed the whip in the hand of Master Zhang, and his voice raised by a decibel, "Zhang Yi has already got rid of the relationship with your zhangjias. What qualifications do you have to beat him like this?"

"You little bitch, dare to come back." When Mrs. Zhang heard the sound coming out of the room, she was very angry when she saw Chu Huan.

If Zhang Yi had not married such a shrew, he would not have made such a quarrel with them, making their Zhangjia a laughing stock of the whole village.

She splashed a basin of water on Chu Huan. "You get out of here. You are not welcome here."

Chu Huan looked at her coldly, moved a few steps towards Zhang Yi, and blocked Zhang Yi behind him. "I don't care whether you welcome me or not. But if you do this to my husband, I have to ask

"Chu Huan, get out of the way." Zhang Yi grabbed her arm. "It's our family business. You don't need to worry about it."

This sentence seems to remind Chu Huan that she is an outsider. Even if she has a nominal marital relationship with Zhang Yi, she is not qualified to interfere in the family affairs of Zhang Jia.She looked at Zhang Yi discontentedly and said angrily, "you don't let me manage it, but I want to. Otherwise, I will be the one who will be hurt. Now that we owe so much money, don't you force me to die if you want to have another one