Chapter 122 You can get close to me by paying me

"Madam, just leave it to me." Jiang Zhiyu's voice was calm. Although her tone was calm, the confidence that naturally flowed out calmed Xia Chuchu's anxious mood.

[Seeing that she is so excited, she will faint when I hit her daughter's face with a hammer. ]

[No, no, I have to find a way to get her out. ]

Hit her face?

He Yanting's eyes wandered over them. I'm afraid that she would be kicked out by Madam Xia just by saying these two words without even looking at them.

Xia Chuchu didn't know what she was thinking, and said coldly: "This lady has seen many doctors in these years, but none of them would treat the face with a knife and a hammer like Dr. Jiang!"

Her tone was heavier when it came to Dr. Jiang, full of sarcasm.

"So none of them can do it," Jiang Zhiyu said calmly, "If it could be cured by ordinary methods, how could Miss Han's face still be like this now?"

Xia Chuchu was speechless.

What she said seemed to make some sense.

Han Qiao was also shocked when she saw the knife and hammer. When she thought that these things were used on her face, she couldn't help but feel a little scared, but -

her face was already like this, no matter how bad it was, it couldn't be much worse.

She bit her lip and plucked up the courage to speak: "Mother, just listen to me, Zhiyu must have her own considerations."

Han Qinian also echoed beside him: "Yes, madam, what Jiang Shishu said makes sense."

Xia Chuchu glanced at him and felt angry.

She blamed herself and Han Qinian.

If it wasn't because she couldn't give birth to a son, how could she let Han Qinian bring that bastard in? How could her Qiaoqiao become like this now? ! Although

she found some clues, those clues were not enough to convict the bastard, not to mention that the bastard gave birth to a boy, and the old lady liked him very much.

Qiaoqiao was getting older and older, and she was also at the age to get married, but because of this face, she didn't even dare to go out on weekdays.

How could Xia Chuchu not hate him!

She took a few deep breaths and restrained her emotions: "Isn't there a more reliable way?"

She felt shocked when she looked at it. When she thought that this thing would be used on her daughter's face, Xia Chuchu couldn't help but shudder.

Jiang Zhiyu stopped what he was doing and looked directly at Xia Chuchu: "Madam, forgive me for being frank, if you want to take any risks, there is no way to restore her face to its original state by just taking medicine and applying powder."

Xia Chuchu's body stiffened.

Jiang Zhiyu continued: "Moreover, with Madam's mentality, in the future, for better treatment, Madam, it is better not to stand by and watch."

This was said bluntly, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Xia Chuchu was stunned for a few seconds, and then her anger surged. Han Qinian was afraid that if she continued to be so persistent, Jiang Zhiyu would get angry and leave, and then Qiao Qiao would really have no hope.

He stood up suddenly and dragged Xia Chuchu out before she could speak.

Han Qiao also breathed a sigh of relief. She was really afraid that her mother and Zhiyu would quarrel.

"I will pick the abscesses on your face first. After that, you should apply the powder three times a day, morning, noon and evening. Don't ask others to do it for you, and don't let anyone see where you put the powder. Is it clear?"

[I'm reminding you because I like you.]

Han Qiao nodded quickly.

Jiang Zhiyu knew that she didn't understand what he meant when she saw her in a daze. She waited patiently for a while before she heard her gasp.

[Okay, the reflex arc can circle the earth 10085 times.]

He Yanting: "???"

What does it mean?

Han Qiao's heart was beating like a drum, and she stared at Jiang Zhiyu with her eyes wide open.

What does Zhiyu mean? Is there someone in the mansion who wants to harm her? And it's someone close to her? But how did Zhiyu know that?

The question mark in Han Qiao's mind was almost becoming a reality and was pressing on her head.

Jiang Zhiyu didn't mean to continue talking. After disinfecting the needle, she picked up the needle and said, "Take off the veil."

Han Qiao put her hand behind her ear, but didn't act immediately. She glanced at He Yanting hesitantly.

She was really afraid that others would show disgust in their eyes again.

He Yanting understood and stood up: "I suddenly remembered that I have something to discuss with Minister Han, so I'll take my leave first."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, closing the door.

Han Qiao breathed a sigh of relief and took off the veil neatly.

Without the protection of the veil, when Jiang Zhiyu lifted her chin, Han Qiao's hands hanging on both sides unconsciously tightened.

Jiang Zhiyu was very close to her, so close that Han Qiao could feel her breathing.

Her eyes wandered around, and she said something to make conversation: "It was the first time we met at the palace banquet. Although I brought it up, I really didn't expect you to agree to it. After all, we didn't even know each other at that time. I wanted to let Shiwei act as a bridge to connect us."

Although Song Shiwei was driven out of the mansion, Jiang Zhaorong considered her reputation and explained to the outside world that she was sick and was afraid of infecting others, so he let her go out separately.

Many noble ladies who were on good terms with Song Shiwei also came to see her in person.

Jiang Zhiyu raised the corner of his mouth, knowing that she wanted to ease the awkward atmosphere, and whispered: "Although we are not familiar with each other, you can use money to get close to me, there is no need to bother outsiders."

Using money to get close, Han Qiao was stunned for a few seconds before she chuckled.

She didn't expect Jiang Zhiyu to be such a money-grubber.

She relaxed a lot from the embarrassment, and her body was not as stiff as before.

"Your needle doesn't hurt at all, unlike those people before, who not only gave me acupuncture on my face, but also on my hands and legs, almost turning me into a hedgehog."

She was annoyed, and Jiang Zhiyu's eyes also showed a few smiles.

"So they were all driven out by my mother," Han Qiao paused and looked at her cautiously, "My mother is just worried about me. She was offended just now, don't take it to heart, Zhiyu."

Jiang Zhiyu continued to pick for her and said softly, "No."

Han Qiao then smiled and chattered with her about the affairs between noble ladies.

...

Han Qinian dragged Xia Chuchu straight out of the courtyard. Xia Chuchu struggled all the way, but she was not as strong as him, so she followed him passively.

"Let go! Let me go!"

Han Qinian stopped and let go of her wrist. Seeing Xia Chuchu turned around and was about to go back, he quickly dodged in front of her and said, "Enough! How long are you going to make a fuss? Do you really not want Qiao Qiao to get better?!"

"I'm making a fuss? I think you're the one who's not thinking straight. How old is she? And look at what she took out. How can I believe that she can cure Qiao Qiao?!"

Han Qinian was overwhelmed by her fuss and told her everything that had happened in Shengjing in the past few days.