Your husband's daughter-in-law is reborn

Chapter 1026 Old Lady Ouyang's Nightmare
Chapter 1030 Old Lady Ouyang's Nightmare (Seventh)
Old Mrs. Ouyang's heart trembled, her daughter was crooked and ugly, she was not at all like the two of them, alas...

"Wanwan, my mother's Wanwan..." The old lady Ouyang looked at Ouyang Wanwan through the dim light, she was puzzled, she had already found her daughter back, why did the bloody child... Asking her, why hasn't she been found yet? ? !
"Mother, you're just having a nightmare, it's okay," Ouyang Wanwan comforted softly.

Gradually, the old lady Ouyang calmed down and said, "Are you going to sleep with your mother tonight?"

The old man Ouyang had already put on his clothes. Hearing what his wife said, he straightened his clothes and went to sleep in the side room without hesitation.

This happened from time to time over the years, and he was used to it.

"Okay," Ouyang Wanwan also needed to please the old lady Ouyang.

The old lady Ouyang lay down to sleep again.

In the dream——

"Mom, why haven't you come to me yet?"

In the dream, the old lady Ouyang was struggling and talking in her sleep: "It's not...it's not like this...Mother has already found you..."

"I hate you!"

The bloody child in the dream turned around and left.

"what--"

The old lady Ouyang was still awakened by the scene in her dream. She was still in shock and lost her mind. She turned her head and looked at Ouyang Wanwan beside her. She didn't understand that her daughter was beside her, so the bloody girl in the dream The little girl... What's going on? !
The old lady Ouyang rested her head on her hands. This night, she was destined to find it difficult to sleep.

Ouyang Wanwan didn't sleep in a good sleeping position. When she turned over, she lifted the quilt, revealing the scar on her left shoulder.

As long as the old lady Ouyang thought that her daughter was hurt like this because of her fault, her heart ached.

The old lady Ouyang didn't let herself think too much, she closed her eyes and just lay there motionless.

. . . . . .

Early the next morning—

Lu Sanniang has to do morning exercises in the morning, and then she goes out to the morning stall. The earlier the sales are sold out, the earlier she can come back, and then she can devote herself to the research of drugs earlier.

Aunt Liu was standing at the door waiting, not only her, but also two scholars, one was Shi Chengren.

"Cough cough cough..."

Shi Chengren's face was rosy, and after the illness was gone, he felt refreshed. The one who coughed was the scholar beside him. His complexion was ashen and rotten. There were thick black bags under his eyes, and the corners of his lips were purple and black. He was listless. He couldn't even stand up straight, and had to rely on Shi Chengren to support him.

"You are this?"

Lu Sanniang's eyes flickered, her mood swings were so fast that it was hard to catch, and then she pretended to be puzzled.

"This is my friend. He came to Beijing with me. I have been in touch with you for the past two days, and only then did I know that he has a disease. He was sick very quickly while lying in bed... I thought about your excellent medical skills. Let's see if I can save him?" Shi Chengren said with some expectation.

Lu Sanniang asked first: "Can you guarantee your friend's character?"

"Yes," Shi Chengren was a little puzzled.

"I won't save those with bad temperament, and don't save those with strange personalities. This is what I ask of scholars," Lu Sanniang said seriously.

"Heh..." Li Zhengcheng, who was dying of illness, laughed mockingly: "You are asking for it on both sides. Then Lord Gao, with his character, can you save him?"

Lu Sanniang looked at Li Zhengcheng meaningfully, and said inexplicably, "Whether I save him or not depends entirely on my personality."

"Then I...you don't have to do anything, I don't like flattering people like you," Li Zhengcheng said.

(End of this chapter)