Reborn in 1970, the chief’s wife wants a divorce

"Zhenzhu~! Zhenzhu, are you okay?" Zhou Bingchen saw Zhao Zhenzhu went into the bathroom and did not come out for a long time. He hurried to the door and called out softly.

Zhao Zhenzhu came back to her senses, quickly put down the box and left the space, and replied: "I'm fine, I'll be out soon."

After Zhao Zhenzhu returned to her room, she saw Zhou Bingchen looking at her with worry on his face. She smiled and said, "Why? Are you still worried that I'll disappear?"

"Pearl, when I was waiting for you outside the door just now, I didn't hear your breathing for a while. It was as if... as if you were not inside." Zhou Bingchen frowned and said.

Zhao Zhenzhu was shocked.

Is Zhou Bingchen’s hearing so good?

The time when Zhou Bingchen could no longer hear her breathing should be the time when she entered the space.

"Really? But I've always been here!" Zhao Zhenzhu could only play dumb.

Zhao Zhenzhu was not going to tell anyone about the space.

Zhao Zhenzhu decided that the next time Zhou Bingchen was at home, she would try not to enter the space.

"Zhenzhu, you lie down for a while. I'll go look after Jiakai and Yunyun and let them get some sleep too." Zhou Bingchen said.

"Bingchen, I'm going to find Aunt Wang. I have something to tell you. You take the children to sleep!" Zhao Zhenzhu waved her hand, took out a box from her bag (actually from the space), held it in her hand and walked downstairs.

"Zhenzhu, this... should be the leaf of the Three Lives Tree. It's just that this miraculous medicine is hard to come by. Are you really willing to give it to Mr. Zhou?" When Wang Jing saw the leaf that Zhao Zhenzhu gave her, her hands began to tremble with excitement.

The Wang family's ancestral medical book states that the leaves of the San Sheng tree have the power to bring the dead back to life.

Wang Jing used to think that such a magical thing could not exist in the world.

Seeing that Zhou Jin was getting weaker day by day, Wang Jing had already given up hope.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Zhenzhu had it in her hand and took it out.

"No matter how good something is, if it doesn't work as it should in my hands, it would be a waste. Aunt Wang, I'm not sure if this is what you're looking for. If it is, I'd be willing to give it to grandpa." Zhao Zhenzhu nodded with a smile.

"Zhenzhu, I think so. I'll give it to Mr. Zhou right away." Wang Jing didn't bother to be polite with Zhao Zhenzhu and left with the box.

The appearance and smell of the leaves are exactly the same as those recorded in medical books. As for whether they can "dissolve in saliva", we can only test it through actual practice.

Zhou Jin was half asleep and half awake when he heard footsteps and opened his eyes.

"It's Doctor Wang!" Zhou Jin closed his eyelids again when he saw Wang Jing.

"Mr. Zhou, open your mouth." Wang Jing took out a leaf from the box, put it next to Zhou Jin's mouth, and said.

Zhou Jin opened his mouth slightly.

A magical scene appeared.

The emerald leaves melted immediately when they came into contact with Zhou Jin's saliva.

With a "gulp", Zhou Jin swallowed it.

A warm current slowly spread from Zhou Jin's stomach to his entire body.

"Doctor Xiao Wang, what did you just give me to eat? Why do I feel warm all over?" Zhou Jin asked.

"Mr. Zhou, these are the leaves of the San Sheng tree passed down from the Zhenzhu family's ancestors. You will be well soon!" Wang Jing's eyes were full of joy.

The Wang family's ancestral medical book states that the leaves of the Sansheng tree will turn into water when they come into contact with saliva. Swallowing it directly will have the best effect.

Wang Jing was still worried before.

Aren't leaves plants? How can they turn into water when you put them in your mouth? Are there really such magical plants in the world?

Now, seeing is believing.

Wang Jing feels that the world is so big that there are really all kinds of wonders.

"Zhenzhu, why did you let me use such a precious heirloom?" Zhou Jin complained, but was very touched in his heart.

"Mr. Zhou, this is Zhenzhu's filial piety. You should be happy! Now, close your eyes and take a nap for half an hour. I'll go and get ready. In half an hour, I'll ask Tao Jiadong to come and help you take a bath." Wang Jing said cheerfully.

In Wang Jing's prescription, only the leaves of the San Sheng tree are taken orally.

The remaining herbs are used for bathing half an hour after taking the leaves.

"Okay, thank you Xiao Tao for your help later." After Zhou Jin finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

The warm current in Zhou Jin's body made him feel very comfortable, as if he was soaking in a hot spring, and all the pores in his body were opened.

When Zhou Jin fell asleep, the warm current transformed from the leaves washed over Zhou Jin's body over and over again. With each wash, the warm current would shrink a little, and with each wash, a trace of vitality would appear in Zhou Jin's internal organs.

Traces of dirt continuously seeped out from Zhou Jin's pores.

Half an hour later, the warm current had been completely absorbed by Zhou Jin's body.

A thick black crust formed on the surface of Zhou Jin's skin.

When Tao Jiadong pushed the bathtub into the house, he was almost vomited by the stench in the air.

Tao Jiadong put the bathtub on the ground, left the room quietly, and complained to Wang Jing: "Xiao Jing, is the old leader okay? The room stinks."

Wang Jing turned her face away and smiled.

Tao Jiadong never liked to complain, but today he complained that Zhou Jin's room was smelly. You can imagine how bad the smell was.

"It's right that it smells, which means that Mr. Zhou's body has begun to detoxify. You should hurry and prepare, and give Mr. Zhou a medicinal bath on time in half an hour. Remember, soak in warm water for ten minutes first to remove the dirt, and then soak in the medicine for another half an hour." Wang Jing pointed to several buckets of medicine on the ground and said seriously.

When Tao Jiadong thought of the stench in the house, his face turned a little green.

How could such a "good thing" be missed by Comrade Zhou Bingchen, the grandson of Mr. Zhou?

"Xiao Jing, why don't I ask Bingchen to come along? I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it alone." Tao Jiadong said.

"I've called Bingchen, he'll be here soon. Hurry up and make the preliminary preparations. Time is short, don't dawdle." Wang Jing said as she took out a mask from her pocket, handed it to Tao Jiadong, and said, "Put this on."

"Xiao Jing, you are the best." Tao Jiadong smiled happily, put on a mask and went to work.

Zhou Ruonan failed to get what she wanted in the afternoon, so she closed the door and sulked in the room.

It was almost time for dinner when Zhou Ruonan came out of the house.

Seeing that the dining room table was bare, Zhou Ruonan couldn't help but scream, "Auntie Zhang! Auntie Zhang!"

"Miss, what's the matter?" Aunt Zhang hurried out of the kitchen with a spatula in her hand.

"Auntie Zhang, is dinner not ready yet? My Jiansheng and the children will be home soon. How do you do things?" Zhou Ruonan asked with a long face.

Wang Jiansheng’s position in Zhou Ruonan’s heart is more important than that of her father.

Zhou Ruonan couldn't bear to see him go hungry.

"Miss, the chief just instructed that today's dinner will be postponed for half an hour. Some dishes are ready, but I didn't serve them to the table because I was afraid they would get cold. There are still a few dishes that I haven't put into the pot yet." Aunt Zhang said calmly.