Reading through the book: The evil first wife of the first assistant family is a miracle doctor

It's dawn, birds are singing, and mist is lingering.

Su Moyang's fever finally subsided, but he was still unconscious.

Ye Qianqian didn't sleep well for the rest of the night. She was even hungrier, so hungry that she couldn't sleep at all.

She got up and went to the river again. This time she cleaned herself up. She only wore a clean coat and washed everything inside.

Her big white legs are exposed when she walks.

Anyway, there was no one in the mountains, so she wasn't afraid.

After a while the sun came out and the clothes dried quickly.

She had to find something to eat now.

Ye Qianqian looked for wild vegetables, mushrooms, and seven wild eggs in the grass.

It can be said to be relatively rich.

She went back to light the fire, then remembered that she didn't have any utensils to make soup, so she could only bake it.

And without seasoning, it would probably be hard to swallow.

Still have to find eggs.

Bury the wild eggs in the soil and roast them, peel the leaves lightly and feed them to Su Moyang first.

But Su Moyang didn't open his mouth at all, and he wouldn't swallow even if he did.

His lips were chapped and peeled, probably because he wanted to drink water.

Ye Qianqian went to find a clean water source again and fed some with a leaf.

He only swallowed a few mouthfuls and stopped drinking.

"Su Moyang, please, eat something."

Ye Qianqian turned around anxiously.

How can my body have the strength to recover if I can't eat? This place is too dangerous. A wolf came yesterday. What if a pack of wolves comes today...

She didn't want to be the beast's meal yet.

Since he couldn't eat anything dry, Ye Qianqian warmed the eggs until they were half-cooked, opened a small opening, and poured them into his mouth.

Probably because of the fishy smell, he took a sip and refused to swallow again.

What a fucking picky eater!

Ye Qianqian was almost pissed off!

For such a big man, it is better to worry less than having a son.

Ye Qianqian used her fingers to put the egg liquid that came out into his mouth.

But he opened his mouth and took her fingers into his mouth.

He also puffed out his mouth and sucked it in like a n.

Ye Qianqian......

Her whole body was numb, and she was stunned, suddenly thinking of those days when they were like glue.

A long-suppressed love surged out from deep in my heart.

This is her husband.

The man she had loved so madly!

He is as cute as a son.

In her arms.

Ye Qianqian suddenly thought of something.

It had only been half a month since she weaned her son. She used a step-by-step, guilt-free way of weaning, allowing him to regress a little bit every day.

To this day, if there is a squeeze, there will still be some.

This means that if the tube is opened again, the milk will come back again.

Ye Qianqian looked at the face that looked exactly like his son.

It's done!

She found the silver needle and started dredging the acupuncture points.

After that, I ate all the eggs by myself, and endured the bitterness and ate a lot of mushrooms and wild vegetables.

When she pulled Su Moyang's head and pressed it to her chest, she almost screamed!

It fucking hurts!

This strength is not comparable to that of a little son.

And he wants to bite!

It was only after she pinched his mouth that he let go.

Next, Ye Qianqian forced herself to eat.

She goes looking for eggs, digs out bird eggs, picks wild fruits, catches fish, catches snakes, and eats everything she can.

Think of yourself as a container.

Her breasts swelled again.

My son doesn’t like drinking milk, but I really like it.

After three days of this, Su Moyang finally opened his eyes.

Ye Qianqian immediately stopped this behavior.

And pretended like nothing happened.

"Hurry up and get better. Let's get out of here quickly. We've stayed here long enough."

"Ah."

Su Moyang's eyes fell on her chest, and his eyes gradually darkened.

"Look at what you're talking about!"

Ye Qianqian became angry from shame.

"Master Shofu learned the rules! He is so disrespectful to women, isn't he?"

It felt like he had never eaten in a few fucking lives, so I suspected he had a fetish for breasts.

Su Moyang lowered his eyes, "It's wet."

Ye Qianqian froze and looked down.

Leak, milk.

She stood up suddenly and ran towards the river.

I was washing clothes by the river and cursing at the same time.

Finally, the milk was drained out, and now I have to start over again.

Su Moyang stood behind a tree not far away and looked at her.

After Ye Qianqian finished washing, she squatted on the stone in a daze. It took a long time before she turned around and walked back.

Her eyes were red, her shoulders were slumped, and she had no energy.

She didn't see Su Moyang when she went back, so she ignored him and looked for useful herbs nearby.

She found some dandelions, bitter herbs and the like, which she chewed raw and ate them.

I stopped eating until I felt sick to my stomach.

When Su Moyang came back, he brought a bag of bird eggs.

He silently lit a fire, roasted it, and put it in front of Ye Qianqian.

"I won't eat! I advise you not to climb the tree and go into the river. I'm too lazy to take care of the wound!"

Ye Qianqian turned her head away with a sullen face, and cursed again: "A burden!"

"son......"

"What kind of son? Where did you get your son? Why is his face so big? I gave him the surname Su because of my former husband. What does it have to do with you! If you dare to ask me for a son again, I will beat you to death!"

Ye Qianqian became angry when she saw his coffin face.

She became even angrier when she saw that he was silent but always looked at her with a pair of unpredictable eyes.

He couldn't know that she fed him, right?

Su Moyang licked his dry lips.

Ye Qianqian stared at his movements and suddenly turned her head.

What is he licking?

"I mean, Ezi..."

Su Moyang pushed the pile of things on the stone.

"How do you eat this?"

He had vaguely dreamed that the girl in the dream loved to eat mountain mushrooms like this.

She would pick a lot of them, dry them and keep them for the winter.

You can make stews or soups, it's delicious.

Ye Qianqian looked at the zodiac seeds in astonishment.

Zezi, pine mushroom, she likes to use it to stew yam.

What he just said was not his son?

"Humph."

Suddenly unhappy again.

He must have known about his son's existence, and he must have seen the portrait, but he didn't mention it at all.

Don't you care at all?

"There's no pot. No matter how you cook it, it won't taste good after cooking. There's no salt."

Ye Qianqian had long thought about making some soup for him, but the actual conditions did not allow it.

"Don't bother, are you physically able to leave? It's business that we get out as soon as possible."

"...It's not good yet. My chest feels tight when I walk."

Ye Qianqian frowned: "What kind of boring method?"

"It's like being pressed down by a stone."

When Ye Qianqian asked, he would reply without any unnecessary words.

Unable to determine what was going on, Ye Qianqian wanted to give him acupuncture to clear it up.

Su Moyang opened her clothes and stared at her hands.

There was a neat scar across the middle of the palm of her right hand. It was not scratched by a stone, but probably by a dagger.

When she came back from Daan Temple, she suddenly had this injury on her hand.

It turned out to be so serious.

It was so severe that she couldn't straighten her palms.

The chest tightness got worse. He coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood.