Meng Xinian sat in the courtyard, puffing on a rolled cigarette.
He remembered how, an hour ago, after drinking the medicine, Chu Liang’s complexion had gradually improved.
It was a surprise for them.
Being awake was always better than being unconscious when it came to dealing with things.
He felt it was the effect of the Chinese medicine, because those Western medicine pills had not shown any improvement after an hour, but that bowl of bitter soup had quickly taken effect.
But how would the Chief Alliance Officer’s Wife feed the medicine? Pills were easy to carry, but how could she sneak that bitter soup in?
Carrying a bowl of medicine over, anyone could smell it.
Chiang Xiao, however, said she would figure out a way.
Meng Xinian watched in the shadows as the frail little figure, like a kitten, deftly used the pillars as cover to stealthily approach that room.
If he hadn’t known she was moving, if he hadn’t been the one keeping watch for her, he might not have detected her at all.
This kitten, her footsteps completely silent.
The kitten successfully entered the room.
Zhao Xin had drawn Target Three away, insisting on clarifying with her the details of Chu Liang’s injury.
As soon as Chiang Xiao entered the room, she rushed behind the half-screen without hesitation, and surely enough, there was still someone lying on the floor. Because the room was unlit, she couldn’t make out the person clearly, and could only reach out a hand and pull her into the space.
Her touch was searing hot.
Seeing the woman on the floor clearly, Chiang Xiao was shocked.
Although she knew the other party was the Chief Alliance Officer’s Wife, Chiang Xiao hadn’t expected it to be that lady who she had seen appearing in various national ceremonies from the past, and whose face had been shown on the news.
If such a person were to have an accident here...
Chiang Xiao didn’t dare to hesitate. She quickly treated the wound on her forehead, bandaged it up, and then fed her antipyretics, followed by that bowl of Bitter Medicine Soup.
She had also brought in a basin of hot water beforehand.
The herbs on the Black Land grew abundantly, and it just happened that there was one that could be used to make a bath for fever reduction. As there were no conditions for a bath, Chiang Xiao plucked a large handful of herbs, squeezed out the juice, and steeped it in the hot water to create a medicinal potion with which she wiped down the Chief Alliance Officer’s Wife’s entire body.
The high fever of the Chief Alliance Officer’s Wife subsided very quickly.
Chiang Xiao let out a breath of relief.
The efficacy of the medicine grown in the space was truly astonishing.
After the fever was gone, and after drinking a medicinal soup enhanced with Lingzhi, the Chief Alliance Officer’s Wife should be able to hold out until she was rescued.
Chiang Xiao then took her out of the space, placing her back in the same spot.
There was no helping it, she would just have to suffer a little longer.
Meng Xinian waited for a while, and then saw the kitten quietly slip back out, and only then did his heart finally settle down heavily.
However, he truly wondered how she managed not to make the slightest noise. Even listening closely, he heard nothing.
It was truly baffling.
"Brother Xinian, don’t smoke too much, or I’ll tell our mother," Chiang Xiao circled around before approaching Meng Xinian, reaching out to grab the cigarette pinched between his fingers.
The cigarette was also hand-rolled, only slightly better than the ones her grandfather smoked.
Just after she finished speaking, Target Three appeared behind them, "Yo, little wife, I didn’t expect you to have the guts to boss around your man."
She always frivolously called her little wife, which made Chiang Xiao’s teeth itch, but there was nothing she could do about it.
"Brother Xinian has been sick for so many years, his body has always been weak; he needs to be taken care of properly. I’ve heard that smoking isn’t good for you!"
Truly a caring and good wife concerned for her husband.
Meng Xinian, looking at that serious little face under the dim light, didn’t know why, but felt a bit uneasy inside.
This was still a child after all, and even though it was all an act, was this not leading a child astray?
What if from now on, she started thinking about things like husbands and wives, what then?