The Spirited Daughter-in-law and the Mountain Man-Chapter 829 - : Fourth brother asks Qingyue to check the prescription

Chapter 829: Fourth brother asks Qingyue to check the prescription

He had gone into shock and couldn’t swallow on his own.

She secured the medicine bottle and poured a cup of water from the water pot on the table to his lips. With one hand, she pried his mouth open to feed him.

But the water flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

She frowned her delicate brows.

After taking a sip of water from the cup, she leaned in and kissed his mouth, passing the water from her mouth to his.

Yuchuan, unconscious, instinctively tried to spit out the water in his mouth.

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But it was blocked by something soft, and he was forced to swallow.

The scent of orchids from her lips unconsciously enticed him to twine and tangle with her lips and tongue.

Qingyue backed away, looked at his pale face in sleep, and snorted, “Still feeling frisky while asleep, are you?”

After placing the cup back on the table, she took out a small bamboo tube with fire strikers from her sleeve pocket, blew the fire strikers to flame, and burned Xiao Yuchuan’s testament. The ash scattered around the room.

She then turned around and covered Xiao Yuchuan with the quilt.

Xiao Qinghe approached Xiao Yuchuan’s room in his wheelchair. He originally came to see the third brother but did not expect his wife to be there, too. He glanced into the room and said, “Wife, what happened to the third brother?”

“Nothing much,” she didn’t feel like recounting what had just happened, so she simply said, “He’s sleeping.”

“Oh.”

“If you need him for something…” she calculated the time and said, “He won’t wake up until evening, so come back then.”

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“It’s nothing important,” he just wanted the third brother to treat her well, “Wife…”

She stood up, her face expressionless as she walked toward the doorway, “Fourth brother, haven’t I said not to call me wife? Just call me Qingyue.”

His brows filled with sadness, “Qingyue…”

She closed the door carefully, “Let the third brother sleep quietly. Don’t disturb him.”

He nodded slightly.

Surprised, he watched her carefully close the door.

It seemed like she was starting to care about the third brother…

It was just a morning’s work; what had happened in that time?

With her temperament, it was pointless to ask if she didn’t want to talk about it.

He said, “Wife… Qingyue, don’t worry, I’ve already applied medicine to the second brother’s injury and bandaged it. I’ve taken his pulse twice, and he is fine.”

He handed her a prescription from his sleeve pocket, “This is the prescription I’ve written for the second brother. Taking this medicine will help him recover faster. Can you check if it’s correct?”

It was his first time writing a prescription, and the patient was his own second brother; he couldn’t help feeling a bit nervous.

Qingyue actually didn’t care about Xiao Yishan’s injury, but she still took the prescription to look over it, “There’s no problem, just prepare the medicine according to the proportions. The herbs are all available in the house, you grind them yourself.”

Grinding and chopping the herbs, the basic tools for processing, had all been purchased recently.

“Then I’ll prepare the medicine according to the prescription,” he said softly.

She returned the prescription to him with a slight nod, “Mhm.”

After Qinghe prepared the medicine, he took it to the kitchen to decoct.

Li Rong’er walked over, “Fourth young Master, let me decoct the second young Master’s medicine.”

Xiao Qinghe, hearing her address him, felt a bit embarrassed. Even though the second brother was interested in her, she had not yet become a part of their family, so he didn’t correct her, “The medicine needs to simmer over low heat for one hour, don’t let it scorch.”

“I understand,” she nodded.

Xiao Qinghe added, “Prepare some vegetables and have breakfast with the second brother.”

“And what about you, fourth young Master?”

He shook his head, “I’m not hungry.”

He rolled his wheelchair toward the yard.

His wheelchair stopped in the courtyard, looking at their new home… Aside from the courtyard door, there were no thresholds elsewhere, to facilitate his wheelchair access.

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