Chen Qingqing then remembered that she still had a head injury. She secretly scolded herself for being careless. Although the wound was not big, if it got infected, it could be fatal in ancient times when medical care was not advanced.
"Mom, please bring me a bowl of hot water."
"Okay." Madam Lin ladled a bowl of hot water from the pot that had just boiled.
Chen Qingqing took some salt from Wu Baoan's house, put it in the salt water, let it dissolve, then found a clean cloth, dipped it in the salt water, and began to clean the wound. The salt water hurt when it touched her skin, making her gasp.
That old lady Chen is really ruthless. She must have used so much force to kill the original owner of this body before she was able to transmigrate here.
Lin was somewhat puzzled by her actions. "Qing girl, it will hurt a lot if you put salt water on it."
"Mom, it doesn't hurt, it'll be fine in a little while."
Chen Qingqing sighed helplessly. There was no iodine solution, and no hydrogen peroxide.
Although salt water is not very effective at disinfecting, it does help to some extent and is better than warm water.
"Mom, clean up that big hen. We'll have stewed chicken tonight to celebrate our family's new beginning."
"Okay, Mother will get it ready right away."
Before long, Lin had chopped the hen into pieces.
"Qing'er, this chicken is so big, even I don't know how to cook it!"
"Mom, you and Dad rest. I'll cook dinner tonight."
Chen Qingqing planned to stew it into soup, as old hens are the most nourishing. Although she was a doctor in her previous life, she was also someone who knew how to enjoy life. These hands could not only hold a scalpel, but also cook, stir-fry, and deep-fry with ease.
"Xiaohan, light the fire for your sister."
"Okay!" Chen Han readily agreed...
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