I'm pranking Daddy

Chapter 185 She Is His Good Medicine
Chu Junyu breathed a sigh of relief and said.

Seeing Nangong Yehen coughing up blood just now, his little heart hurts unbearably.

I was really worried that I would die after coughing and coughing.

Seeing him like this now, he understands that Mommy is his good medicine.

He was not only relieved, but also secretly happy.

He just hoped that Daddy would depend on Mommy, so that in the future, he would never be able to do without Mommy, and then he would love her to death for the rest of his life.

They walked out of the room, at the door of the room, Ouyang Ruobing stood there dumbfounded.

A beautiful face, some are pale, some are sad, some are worried, some are nervous...

Nangong Yehen is sick, like his mother's strange disease.

Why, she didn't notice it before?
If she had sensed the slightest pain in him at the beginning, she would not have been cruel enough to leave him.

The way he looked at Chu Lingzhi was true love.

She can't even admit it——

A man, the woman he thinks of when he is most uncomfortable is the person he wants to share weal and woe with.

He thought of sharing weal and woe with her, which already showed that that woman had an important place in his heart.

"Mom, with Ganoderma lucidum here, you don't have to worry about Daddy."

Seeing her like this, Nangong Yichen couldn't bear it, and took her hand to comfort her.

At the same time, I also hope that Ouyang Ruobing will give up Nangong Yehen, because she is no longer suitable for him.

Nangong Yehen refused to moxibustion, so Chu Lingzhi had to give him an infusion.

The infusion time was a bit long, and Chu Lingzhi was looking up information with his computer.

Cold poisonous diseases like Nangong Yehen are special, and only one person in 1000 million people suffers from this disease.

Therefore, this disease is not recorded in medical books, let alone on the Internet.

Even if the recorded information is a very simple treatment method, it will not have any effect on symptoms like Nangong Yehen.

Back then, even her grandfather had a headache about the boy's illness, tried this prescription, tried that prescription, and finally relied on her method to fight poison with fire.

Fighting poison with poison is what she saw in her grandfather's ancient history book.

At that time, she remembered that her grandfather said that the boy's physique was different from that of ordinary people, as if he was poisonous.

So while her grandfather was away, she caught a white-headed snake and bit him, and started her treatment.

Grandpa came back, and after knowing her treatment method, he was full of praise for her.

After taking the little snake to look at, grandpa said with emotion that it was a good thing she caught a white-headed snake. If it was any other poisonous snake, it might not be able to attack the poison with poison, and it would directly poison the patient to death.

She remembered that her grandfather had told her that that kind of snake was called a Himalayan white-headed snake.

She is now looking up information about this snake on the Internet.

The Himalayan white-headed snake is very poisonous and ranks among the top ten venomous snakes in the world.

Moreover, it is also an ancient and rare venomous snake, so it cannot be bought in the market.

If you want to get this kind of snake, you have to catch it yourself.

To catch it by herself, she thought of the deep mountains where she once lived with her grandparents.

In the past, there were Himalayan white-headed snakes there, and now there should be.

Whether there is or not, at this time, she has to try her luck.

Thinking of going back to where she used to live, her heart ached.

After the fire, she never went back, it has been 11 years——

She sat there in a daze, and after a long time, she came back to her senses, raised her eyes, and met Nangong Yehen's deep eyes just now.

"What are you thinking?" Nangong Yehen asked.

"..." She didn't answer him, but looked at him complicatedly.

Nangong Yehen raised his eyebrows and asked in a low voice, "What are you thinking?"

(End of this chapter)