Chapter 85 The man washed her pants

Su Qiao placed her slender fingers on her wrist.

Feeling her own pulse beating, she couldn't help but frown slightly.

In the past, it was her grandfather who took her pulse and prescribed medicine for her. She had never felt her own pulse and had no idea that her physical condition was so poor.

She had only heard from her aunt on the production team that when her grandfather picked her up from under the bridge, her body was frozen blue.

If Grandpa had found her a little later, even if she was still alive, her fingers, toes, ears and other parts would probably have been frozen off.

Grandpa has taken care of her for so many years, but her health is still the same.

It is conceivable how difficult it was for Grandpa to rescue her from Prince Yan when she was almost frozen to death.

Thinking of her grandfather, Su Qiao thought of the box that she had looted from Su Jianjun.

She had a strong intuition that the things in the box must be related to her grandfather's death.

She had almost finished her medicinal bath.

While no one was disturbing her in the bathroom, she slipped into the space.

He took out the box directly.

But the lock on the box was too special. She had never seen it before, let alone open it.

After thinking about it, she decided to find an opportunity to take the box out after a while and give it to Qin Zhengrong to see if he could open it.

If he can't open it either, let him take it to the army and find professionals in this field to try.

After making up his mind, Su Qiao quickly left the space.

As soon as she opened the door of the bathroom, Qin Zhengrong's tall figure stood in front of her, looking at her nervously, "Qiao Qiao, what's wrong?

Does it still hurt? Do you feel better now?

Su Qiao raised her little face and gave the man a brilliant smile, "Brother Zhengrong, don't worry.

The medicine that Grandpa prescribed for me is very good, and you have taken good care of me. I am fine now."

The three kids had no appetite for breakfast this morning. After taking a quick bite, they ran outside the bathroom to wait with their uncle.

Dabao's eyes had become much less swollen, but he looked at Su Qiao with his sparkling grape eyes and asked worriedly, "Aunt, are you really not in pain anymore?

Are you still bleeding?"

Erbao reached out and took Su Qiao's hand, "Aunt, you go and have a rest. Xiaojing will do the housework today."

Sanbao looked at Su Qiao and said in a childish but domineering voice, "Aunt, take a rest."

After saying that, he patted his chest and said, "Xiao Yan, get to work."

The little boy's cute look immediately made Su Qiao laugh.

Su Qiao couldn't help but pinch the baby fat that had just grown on Erbao and Sanbao's faces in the past few days, "Thank you, Xiaojing, thank you, Xiaoyan.

But my aunt is really fine now.

Look, isn't your aunt doing well now? "

"But my aunt still has to go to the city to treat patients today, and she also has to go up the mountain to collect herbs in the afternoon.

So Yangyang, Xiaojing and Xiaoyan should go to Second Aunt's house to play with Tiedaner, okay?"

Dabao stood up and held the hands of his two younger brothers, nodding heavily as if to assure them, "Yes, don't worry, auntie, Yangyang will take good care of the younger brothers."

Su Qiao patted Dabao's head and said, "Yangyang is great, but Yangyang still has to take care of herself first, and then take care of her brothers.

Because Yangyang is as important as his brothers, understand?"

No matter whether Dabao can understand it now or not, Su Qiao will first instill this idea into Dabao.

She doesn't want Dabao to become the same dedicated person as in his previous life.

If Dabao had not taken care of his younger brother since he was young and cultivated a character that always puts others before himself in everything, he would not have paid so much for that domestic violence scumbag and would not have known how to stop the loss in time and jump out of the fire pit.

Dabao really didn't quite understand what Su Qiao said.

Because what Su Qiao said conflicted with what the adults had told her before.

In the past, even her parents always told her to take good care of her younger brother, and no one ever told her that she was important.

Although Dabao didn't quite understand what her aunt said, her aunt's words made her feel that her back could be straightened a little.

She nodded heavily, "Yes, Yangyang will take good care of herself!"

Su Qiao asked Qin Zhengrong to send the three kids to the next door.

She went back to her room and planned to wash the pants that were soiled yesterday.

Although she knew that she'd better not touch cold water these days.

But once blood stains dry on fabric, they are difficult to wash off.

But when she entered the room, she didn't see the pants she had taken off yesterday among the dirty clothes.

She walked out of the room puzzled, and then she noticed that the panties and trousers she wore yesterday had been washed and hung on the clothesline.

She couldn't help but blush.

A man washed her.

Is he really so unreserved?

People on the production team said that if a man washed a woman's panties, especially those stained with menstrual blood, it would bring bad luck.

Therefore, most men in the production team feel disgusted when their wives are menstruating and want to stay away from them as much as possible.

But Qin Zhengrong...

She was staring at her pants fluttering in the wind when Qin Zhengrong came back from sending the children next door.

"Qiao Qiao, go back to your room and lie down to rest. I'll go tell Aunt Peng that you're not feeling well today, so please take a break for a day.

I also know about licorice, and I can take the villagers up the mountain to collect it, so you don’t have to worry.”

Although Qin Zhengrong tried to soften his tone as much as possible, he still had a domineering attitude that brooked no room for argument.

Especially his serious and stern face, which gave Su Qiao the illusion that he was arranging his soldiers.

Su Qiao also shook his head seriously and firmly, "Brother Zhengrong, you can lead us to the mountain to collect herbs.

But Aunt Peng's acupuncture cannot stop.

I have to give her acupuncture for seven consecutive days, otherwise all my efforts will be in vain.

We have to go back to the army, and there is no time for me to start a new course of treatment for Aunt Peng."

Qin Zhengrong looked at the determined little woman's face.

I know that she looks easy-going, but in fact, she will never compromise on anything she has decided, especially when it comes to patients.

He didn't say anything and just picked her up.

Su Qiao couldn't help but exclaimed and subconsciously hugged the man's neck.

When she came to her senses again, she was already sitting on the big bar of the bicycle.

The man's tall figure sitting behind her seemed to shield her from all the wind and rain.

Happiness spreads from the bottom of my heart.

Su Qiao subconsciously tilted her head back slightly and leaned on the man's chest.

Listening to the man's strong heartbeat, she felt particularly at ease.

After entering the city, we rode our bikes straight to the hospital.

Just as they were about to reach the hospital, Su Qiao suddenly saw a familiar figure flash before his eyes.