Doctor Cheng frowned, thinking that he had brought so many medicines for Ling Jiren before leaving, so how could he have hurt himself like this.
It's hard to restore the disfigured face.
He sighed, "I'll give it a try. But a good scar removal cream requires very precious herbs. A small jar like this might be worth a fortune."
"Money is not a problem. As long as you can heal Big Brother's face, I will pay any amount of money."
"The problem is there's no medicine. Do you think those ginseng and astragalus root that are hundreds or even hundreds of years old are just cabbage? You can just buy them if you want?"
Chi Xingyue's eyes lit up and she thought it was not a problem, she had plenty of good medicinal herbs.
But she couldn't say it so bluntly, so she asked Dr. Cheng to write it down on paper and she sent someone to look for it.
"Time is not a problem, and manpower is not a problem. Don't worry, we will definitely find it."
Chi Xingyue is very confident.
Doctor Cheng rolled his eyes at her, expressing his disapproval.
I think the little girl is naive and has no idea that all the good medicinal herbs are in the palace. How could they possibly leak out?
If there were no space, Chi Xingyue really wouldn't be able to collect so many good things.
But there are Chinese and Western pharmacies in the space, as well as two mountains of medicinal materials.
After several successive upgrades, the quality of medicinal materials has been greatly improved.
She had never picked any before, so it should not be difficult to pick out a few usable ones.
The problem is that she doesn't recognize it, and she doesn't know how to use the treasure she has.
It seems that when you go to a Chinese medicine pharmacy to check information, it is best to find pictures of the medicinal materials and follow the pictures.
After getting a satisfactory answer, Chi Xingyue returned to Qingfengyuan.
The moon was dim and there was a hint of chill in the air.
Chi Xingyue wrapped his cloak tightly around himself to ensure that not a trace of cold air could seep in.
Supported by Baozhu, he returned to the house. Seeing that there were no people on the road, he lowered his voice and asked, "Did you guess it?"
Baozhu was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a red face: "Yeah!"
Chi Xingyue was not surprised. After all, there had been no bloodstains on her underwear for three months. If she paid attention, she would be able to guess what was going on.
Now that three months had passed, Chi Xingyue didn't intend to continue hiding it. But she also didn't want to speak out directly.
The two of them carefully returned to Qingfeng Courtyard and heard crying sounds coming from the front.
Chi Xingyue was startled and quickly stood up, and came to Rongsiyuan with Baozhu's support.
Ling Jiren and Ling Jihao came back, knelt on their knees in front of the old lady, kowtowed and said, "Grandsons are unfilial. They have come back to spend the New Year with grandma!"
Although these two are not relatives, after so many years, they are no different from relatives.
The old lady, tears in her eyes, helped the two of them up and gently touched Ling Jiren's scar with her fingers: "Child, does it hurt? Why are you hurt so badly?"
Ling Jiren smiled but didn't answer. Instead, he changed the subject: "I haven't seen you for two years. Grandma is getting healthier."
Seeing Geng Suhua staggering, he hurried forward to support her: "Mom, did you miss me too?"
Geng Suhua could no longer hold back and pounded Ling Jiren's chest, howling, "You are so cruel. You've been gone for two years and haven't even sent a letter home.
If Ji Heng hadn't tried to spend money to find out, how could my mother have survived?
"Tell me, what happened to your face? How can you talk about your wife when your face is disfigured?"
Ling Jiren's face was full of black lines, and he felt that all his homesickness had disappeared.
His mother really brought up things that were not related to the topic.
He glanced at Wan Chunqin, whose eyes were full of heartache, and lowered his eyes slightly.
She sighed, "I'll probably have to live with this face for the rest of my life. Don't even think about remarrying anymore. It's useless to delay the girl."
"How can you not marry me? You are still young, how can you live alone..."
"Mom, why am I alone? I have two sons, a daughter, and Chunqin.
She has been serving you for so many years, treating Mingyue and Weiwei like her own children. How could you ignore her?
Geng Suhua choked and was a little afraid to look Wan Chunqin in the eye.
She knew that the other party had worked hard and made great contributions, but, but she was a concubine, how could it be the same?
Wan Chunqin shed tears, thinking that all her efforts over the years were not in vain.
Even if the eldest wife is going to marry a new wife in the future, with the approval of the eldest young master, she and Minghao will be able to live a happier life.
Ling Jiren looked at his children and found that they had grown into teenagers.
Ling Mingyue and Ling Minghao were both as tall as his shoulders. The young boy's eyes were filled with admiration, yet he was calm and reserved.
Ling Weiwei, on the other hand, is lively and lively, with some of the agility of Gu Youlian before she got married.
Ling Jiren raised his hand and called a few children to come over to him.
I asked about their lives and cared about their studies.
The estrangement that had lasted for many years was resolved in just a few words.
Ling Mingyue and Ling Minghao smiled happily.
He even reached out to touch Ling Jiren's armor: "Hiss, so cold!"
Ling Jiren smiled and said, "Of course it's cold. Don't you even check the weather outside?"
"Dad, do you usually wear this to war?"
Ling Jiren nodded. "Although the armor is thick and very cold in winter, it can greatly protect the lives of the soldiers."
Ling Jiren talked about many things that happened on the battlefield, and Ling Mingyue, Ling Minghao, Ling Weiwei, and even Shu Rui and Shu Kang were fascinated by his talk.
After Ling Jiren finished speaking, he noticed that there was a little fat boy among the group of older children.
He raised his hand and touched the little fat boy's head: "You are Kang Kang, right? When uncle left, you were just born, and now you are so big!"
Shu Kang rolled his eyes curiously and said loudly, "Hello, uncle!"
"Well, okay, uncle came back in a hurry and didn't prepare any gifts for you. I'll go to the street to buy you something tomorrow. What do you like?"
Shu Kang tilted his head: "Trojan horse?"
"Okay, uncle will buy you a wooden horse!"
On the other side, Liang Zhijun and Ling Jihao hugged each other.
Although Ling Jihao didn't have any obvious injuries, Liang Zhijun felt that he had lost weight and his face had become more resolute, and it was obvious that he had suffered a lot.
Ling Jihao tried to comfort her, but found it was of no use.
He simply used his ultimate move: "Mom, I came back this time and I want to ask you to help me propose marriage?"
"Propose...propose marriage?" As soon as the words fell, everyone was shocked.
Ling Jihao scratched his hair, feeling a little embarrassed, but still nodded with a red face.
"Yes, propose marriage!"
"Which girl is this? Why are you proposing marriage right after you got back? Did you fall in love with someone at first sight on the road today?"
"Mom, what are you talking about?
She's my superior's daughter, Tong Sinian, eighteen years old. She's very pretty and intelligent, and will definitely get along well with everyone.
Liang Zhijun was a little surprised: "Did you, Shang Fengbao, act as the matchmaker?"
Ling Jihao pursed his lips, not daring to hide it.
He told the story clearly about how he was being chased by the enemy and it was his superior Tong Guitang who risked his life to save him.
"Uncle Tong was seriously injured in order to save me. He was finally rescued, but he lost an arm and can no longer fight in the battlefield."
At that time, Ling Jihao felt guilty and volunteered to send Tong Guitang back to his hometown.
He thought Tong Guitang's family would vent their anger on him, but he found that they were just wiping their tears and saying that swords and guns were speechless, which was normal and told him not to think too much about it.
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