Through the book Nine Zero, the boss's cannon fodder ex-wife awakened

Chapter 257 Swallowing Rats Alive and Infecting the Plague

"I have no money, not even a penny, you ask her for it."

Jiang's father retreated a few steps like avoiding snakes and scorpions. He actually still has money, but he will never pay the rent for his daughter. He doesn't have enough money for himself.

However, Jiang's father's idea of ​​staying in Shanghai immediately faded a lot. It seems that his daughter's life is not very good. She can't afford the rent, which is really useless.

Jiang Hanyan and Aunt Wang exchanged glances quickly, and then Aunt Wang said a few more harsh words, and gave a final warning: "If you don't pay next month, move your things and get out, I won't be polite!"

"Understood, I will pay it next month for sure!"

Jiang Hanyan promised, and said a lot of good things, and then led Father Jiang and the others upstairs.

Jiang's father looked at the room critically, and the more he looked at it, the more he was satisfied, and he became more determined to stay. Although it was a rented house, he didn't need to pay for it.

"I want to live in this room."

Father Jiang pointed to the master bedroom. This one is the largest, with good lighting and a big bed. He is my father, so he must live in the most elegant one.

"You live in this room!"

Jiang Hanyan opened the guest room with a cold tone, too lazy to get used to this man, if she didn't owe the karma of the original body, she would not care about this patriarchal trash man.

"I am your father, you are unfilial, let me live in such a small place..."

Jiang's father widened his eyes, wanting to teach his unfilial daughter a lesson, but Lu Chen glanced over coldly. He immediately felt the bone-chilling cold, and was so frightened that he swallowed all the swear words behind him, and reluctantly accepted the small room.

"The bed is too hard and too narrow, and my back hurts when I sleep."

Jiang's father started to pick and choose, and disliked the bad bed in the guest room.

"The road outside is wide, do you want to go to sleep?" Chase Lu pointed out the window and asked coldly.

Father Jiang choked half to death, angry and frightened, and said resentfully, "No need."

With Lu Chen around, Jiang's father couldn't get any more arrogant. He kept his face dark and unhappy until dinner, but no one paid any attention to him.

Mother Jiang was sitting in a wheelchair and couldn't even lift her head. Jiang Hanyan cooked porridge for her and used a little Lingquan. Mother Jiang drank a bowl and looked more energetic.

There was a thick stack of checkup sheets in the hospital. Jiang Hanyan looked at it carefully, and it was indeed weird, not like typhoid fever.

Jiang's mother said that she has been shaking for half a month, and she has a cold and fever, dizziness, nausea, and vomiting.

"Am I going to die?" Mother Jiang asked weakly, tears streaming down her face.

She didn't want to die, she had saved thousands of private money and hadn't spent it yet.

"Can't die."

Jiang Hanyan glared angrily. Although no illness can be found for the time being, his vitality is still strong, and he won't die for a while.

Jiang's mother felt relieved immediately, and her spirits became better. These days, she was worried every day, worrying about this and that, and couldn't sleep well. Finally, she could sleep soundly tonight.

"Half a month ago, were you healthy?" Jiang Hanyan asked.

"It's okay, I went to water the field." Mother Jiang said with certainty.

Jiang Hanyan's mind suddenly flashed, and there was a treatment plan for plague. I dare say that Jiang's mother had plague. This disease has been eradicated for many years. No wonder Fucheng Hospital couldn't find it out.

Probably because of a very rare disease, the space will not react for a while, so the reminder will be delayed.

Knowing the cause, the treatment will be easier, but Jiang Hanyan doesn't understand, how did Jiang's mother get the plague?

"Did you catch a mouse?"

"No, I dare not catch mice."

Mother Jiang denied it categorically, but her expression was a little weird, as if she hesitated to speak.

"If you don't tell the truth, I can't cure you, just wait for the funeral." Jiang Hanyan snorted coldly, deliberately scaring her.

Jiang's mother turned pale with fright, and said quickly, "I ate the little mouse, so it should be all right?"

Jiang Hanyan frowned, and said angrily, "Why are you eating rats? You don't have any meat at home?"

Jiang's mother faltered for a long time without explaining clearly, Jiang Hanyan asked impatiently: "Is the mouse cooked?"

"No, it was said that swallowing them raw would be effective, so I ate six of them, and I didn't eat more." Mother Jiang whispered.

Jiang Han laughed angrily, and scolded: "Six are not many? Are you still swallowing them raw? Didn't you know that the rats are full of viruses? Are you hungry enough to swallow the rats? Let the rats eat your brains?"

What age is it, and they still eat mice?

The family is a butcher, and there is meat to eat every day. As for eating mice?

"They... said it can cure back pain, it's really good. I... I washed it and soaked it in white wine for an hour before eating it." Mother Jiang defended in a low voice.

She washed every little mouse clean and soaked it in white wine. In fact, she dared not eat it. She is most afraid of mice, but her back hurts badly, and the ointment doesn't work, so she wanted to try this folk remedy .

And she heard people say that the reason why she couldn't give birth to a son was because of her bad waist. If her waist was cured, she might be able to have a son again. With the belief of having a son, Mother Jiang swallowed six of them with her eyes closed. Little mouse, perhaps because of psychological effects, her waist really didn't hurt that night.

After that, the backache also eased a little, but within a few days, she started to squirm, vomiting and diarrhea, life would be worse than death.

"Soak you in white wine for an hour, and you'll still be a fool!"

Jiang Han's smoke is out of breath, and her ignorance is ridiculous. Swallowing mice raw can cure her back pain. She has never heard of such a wonderful healing technique in her two lifetimes.

"Do you know what disease you have? Plague, you haven't died yet, it's your fate!"

Jiang Han's smoke is out of order. This is a severe infectious disease. Everyone Jiang's mother has come into contact with must be disinfected.

But Jiang's father has been alive and kicking, and it doesn't look like he is infected. It may be related to the pills he is taking. The pills she prepared mixed a little spirit spring, which probably played a preventive role.

Mother Jiang's face turned pale with fright, and she asked in a trembling voice, "I... can I still be cured?"

"Let's talk about it!"

Jiang Hanyan didn't want to talk to her. In fact, he couldn't die. Jiang's mother's symptoms were not too serious, but she had to scare the idiot so that she wouldn't do it again.

Mother Jiang's face was bloodless, her lips were white, and tears were streaming down her face. What about her private money?
It didn't cost a penny.

If I had known it earlier, I would have bought a gold bracelet and worn it, and a pair of gold earrings would have been beautiful, but it would be a shame to die now.

Jiang Hanyan didn't have time to pay attention to her, and took out medicinal materials from the space to make soup, which could prevent the plague. She cooked a large pot of soup, and she asked Lu Chen to deliver it from door to door, and everyone had a bowl.

"It can strengthen the body and prevent colds. Now is the high incidence of influenza in autumn. Drinking this soup can prevent influenza infection."

Jiang Hanyan always said this to the outside world, saying that the plague would scare people, but she was not lying. The medicinal materials for making the medicinal soup were all grown in space, and they were mixed with Lingquan. get the flu.

She was well-known in the community, and everyone had no doubts and drank the medicinal soup.

　continue tomorrow
　　
　
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