Zhang Jiyue looked at Jiang Sanniang in fear and said repeatedly, "You can't touch my child! Our feud is our own, my child is innocent! You can't touch her! The child shouldn't be punished! You'll be struck by lightning!"
Jiang Sanniang squatted down, pinched Zhang Jiyue's mouth with one hand, and said softly, "This is just a bowl of ordinary Chinese medicine, for my sister to treat her injuries!"
Zhang Jiyue immediately breathed a sigh of relief. As long as it wasn't poison, she wouldn't die.
This Jiang San Niang is too soft-hearted; she's always like a steamed bun, no matter what.
But Jiang San Niang added, "But I put a handful of safflower in it. Although it wasn't boiled for very long, I put in a lot. Once it boiled over high heat, it should be more than enough to expel the child from your belly, right?"
Zhang Jiyue's expression immediately fell. She looked at Jiang Sanniang and said, "Sister Sanniang, I was wrong, I was wrong. I didn't mean to call you a slut. I was just too wronged and heartbroken, that's why I said that. Since you left, Yu Ziqing has never entered my room, and his mother is not good to me either. I was so angry, that's why I took it out on you. I know I was wrong, please forgive me, please!"
“Get rid of the child in your belly, and I will forgive you!” Jiang San Niang said softly. “I’m old, and I can’t stand seeing other people have children!” As soon as Jiang San Niang saw Zhang Ji Yue’s belly, she thought of the child she lost. The child was so young, and these people took away her right to live!
"No!" Zhang Jiyue shook her head desperately, but Lu Ying beside her had pressed her pressure points, so she couldn't move at all and could only watch helplessly as Jiang San Niang poured the bowl of safflower into her stomach.
Lu Ying chuckled in her ear, "You're right, her past is indeed imperfect, but I just love her and cherish her very much. If she wanted to kill you, I would be there to hand her the knife."
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