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Chapter 105 Cynical sarcasm

"medicine!"

An Xia was so anxious that she pounced on her at the first time, but she was still one step late. The medicine bowl fell to the ground and broke into three and half. A large part of the ointment was splashed out and stuck to the hospital floor. She was anxious and angry and turned red. She used many precious medicinal materials to make these medicines, all of which were made of ancient methods. So many ingredients made such a small bowl of ointment. Seeing Zhuangzhuang's scalding, she was worried that there would not be enough medicine, but she didn't expect the medicine to be smashed.

"You, why did you knock my medicine bowl over?" Aunt Ma, who reacted, was furious and pulled her brother's arm to question.

Gao Zijun waited coldly for his elder sister, and pulled away Aunt Ma with his other hand without mercy, "Sister, if you don't want to give money, just say it's not necessary to do such a thing. The child has been making trouble for a day and finally fell asleep. Now it's past three o'clock, why are you trying to make trouble? Let me tell you, my family can't use medicine, you have given it to your heart, so give it peace of mind."

Gao Zijun whispered disdainfully. He saw that his brother-in-law and elder sister were unwilling to give money, so he would do anything to do. If he agreed, he would be discharged from the hospital immediately. His family would be free. In the future, everything that the child had will be his own business. They must not be allowed to separate themselves from each other.

An Xia's anger became more and more intense, and her eyes were cold. She picked up the porcelain pieces on the ground, and there was a small half of the ointment in the three pieces. She carefully held the pieces in her hand and said coldly: "It's impossible for you to cure it now. The medicine you gave you has been poured on the ground by you.

Grandpa Cheng, do you still need treatment for your Xiaomei? If you need it, let’s go now.”

Cheng Dezhong thought about it carefully in the car and had already figured it out. No matter whether it could be cured or not, Xiaomei would definitely have a large area of ​​scars when she was hospitalized. Since An Xia said that it would be effective in three days, she would give it a try. It would not be too late to continue hospitalization after three days. It would be more painful for the child, but compared with disfigurement, what is the point of suffering?

"rule."

Cheng Dezhong spoke a firm word, and An Xia immediately turned around and left, Cheng Dezhong and his eldest daughter-in-law followed closely behind.

"They have a broken brain? If you don't believe in the hospital, you will believe in a yellow-haired girl. I have never seen such a powerful folk remedy. If anyone had this medical skill, he would have become rich!"

Aunt Ma looked at her mother and didn't want to say anything. She could have cured Zhuangzhuang, but now she was delayed by her mother and her brother's family, especially offending An Xia. Looking at the blisters on her nephew's face and the red and swollen flesh, she planned to tell her mother well and she must give it a try for the sake of the child.

Aunt Ma was doing ideological work with her brother and mother in the ward. An Xia had already followed Cheng Dezhong to Xiaomei's ward. Cheng Wenlian and his wife were with her daughter. When she heard the noise, she saw her grandfather and her mother. She was also following An Xia holding broken porcelain pieces in her hand. Cheng Wenlian was particularly different.

"Grandpa, mom." Cheng Wenlian's wife also woke up quickly, her voice hoarsely calling the old man, her eyes swollen like big walnuts. She had been crying for a day.

Seeing his grandfather and mother-in-law, Cheng Wenlian's wife couldn't help but blushed again and shed tears, "Mom, it's all my fault. I should have followed me. Why am I so heartless? Watching them take Xiaomei away, whisper! Xiaomei's face was burned by half. It was me who harmed Xiaomei, and it's all my fault!"

Cheng Wenlian hugged his wife in his arms and forced herself to prevent tears from falling. "My wife, don't blame you. No one expected this. If you want to blame them, blame them. He took our girl away but didn't take good care of her."

"But the doctor said that Xiaomei's face will definitely have scars. She is a girl. What should I do if her face is ruined for the rest of her life? Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

"The Federation of Literary and Art Circles, the medicine in my hand can cure Xiaomei's scalds and will not leave scars."

"What did you say?" Cheng Wenlian looked at the porcelain pieces broken into several pieces in An Xia's hand, and there were black things inside. Is this medicine? Can Xiaomei not leave scars?

"An Xia, what did you say? Mom, what medicine is this?" When Cheng Wenlian's wife immediately stopped crying and looked at her mother-in-law and grandfather with hope.

"The Federation of Literary and Art Circles, An Xia did... Cough cough, An Xia brought a medicine to treat scalds. It can ensure that there is no scar left after using this medicine, but you can't use the medicine from the hospital anymore. For fear of conflict, I discussed with your mother. The hospital always couldn't cure it. This medicine will be effective in three days. Let's try it. It's not too late to treat it again, but the baby will suffer more."

"Treat, let's treat!"

As soon as Cheng Dezhong finished speaking, his grandson's wife immediately agreed, "Grandpa, you say ok, let's try it. As long as Xiaomei doesn't leave scars, she can cut off my flesh."

Cheng Wenlian agreed immediately, and An Xia breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Grandpa Cheng's family is full of people. Unlike Aunt Ma's mother and younger brother, who kindly treat them, but they think of some conspiracy theories. Such patients are not destined to be together, and she will never treat Zhuangzhuang anymore. An Xia of their family saw that they would not be able to think of you after they are cured. If they have any problems, they will all depend on you. In the future, it will be a complete medical dispute.

"I can't absolutely say that there will be no scars, but judging from the historical treatment effect, no scars will be left within three days, so Xiaomei won't be able to do anything."

An Xia's words raised great hope for both Cheng Wenlian and his wife, without leaving scars, and they could really be as intact as before? God opened his eyes.

Everyone gathered around and saw An Xia carefully clean the ointment on Xiaomei's face and then sent it to the Third Hospital after scalding. The hospital immediately took treatment measures to treat the scalds. The Third Hospital has an ointment independently developed by the third hospital. This ointment is effective in treating scalds. This is also the reason why the third hospital is famous, but no matter how good it is, it cannot be guaranteed to leave no scars.

Xiaomei was burned from the middle of her forehead to her left face, most of her chin, most of her neck and collar. Her skin was red and swollen, and some places were yellow scabs made of liquid, and blisters of different sizes. An Xia tried her best to put her hands and feet as lightly as possible, but the child was still awake.

"Woooo, mom!" Xiaomei called her mother vaguely, and Cheng Wenlian's wife immediately rushed to the bed.

"It must be cleaned up. You hold Xiaomei in your arms and coax her. After cleaning the hospital medicine, it won't hurt so much if I use my medicine!"

An Xia saw the child's hands scratching everywhere, afraid that the blisters on her face would hurt even more.

Cheng Wenlian's wife hurriedly held the child in her arms. Several adults coaxed the child together. An Xia increased her speed. After a quarter of an hour, all the medicines on the wound were cleaned up, and she also sweated all over the head.

Half of the medicine was sprinkled, but not much left. With the help of everyone, An Xia carefully applied the ointment thinly to the burned area of ​​Xiaomei. At first, the child cried very hard, but as he applied it, the child gradually stopped crying, and even began to cooperate with An Xia.
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