Rebirth of the Evil Stepmother and the Four Villainous Children

After the young man finished speaking, Doctor Zhao became visibly excited and hurried out with his face flushed as he asked.

"Ms. Zhou, Miss Zhou, is the medicine for the Ma Fei San ready?"

"Yeah." Zhou Rongrong took out a wooden box from the small bag she was carrying and opened it to reveal strange-shaped pills. Zhou Rongrong said a little embarrassedly, "Well, these pills were made by hand with my children. I'll bring them here for you to see first. When the time comes, I'll ask Doctor Zhao to formally accept them. I'll go make a mold."

Doctor Zhao would never mind the shape and size of the pills. He took them carefully and said, "Okay, okay, I'll try it first. I'll also write a letter to the military doctor I know. If your medicine is useful, Miss Zhou, I can guarantee that it will sell well."

Zhou Rongrong naturally knew that not only would the military have a demand for her medicine, but even ordinary pharmacies would have their own stock of her pills in the future.

The leakage of Ma Fei San's formula is a problem. A good doctor can tell what medicine she used just by dissolving the pill. So the formula must be kept secret. At least she still wants to make some money from Ma Fei San.

As for when this prescription will be developed, it depends on fate. Anyway, Zhou Rongrong is very open-minded.

Then Doctor Zhao started asking about the technique of suturing. Zhou Rongrong didn't intend to be a doctor and didn't want to hide anything, so she told Doctor Zhao everything in detail, including how to perform the suturing technique and how to sew.

"Miss Zhou, the thread you used to sew it doesn't seem to be that silk thread."

Zhou Rongrong thought about it and realized that the protein thread can be directly absorbed by the human body. She was a little unsure and said, "Indeed, that thread is not an ordinary thread. It is my family heirloom and I don't have much, but medicine progresses through research. Doctor Zhao, you can try to use sheep intestines to make these sewing threads.

I'm not sure how to do it, but if it's urgent, you can use ordinary needles and thread to sew it, but it's easy to get infected and you have to remove the thread afterwards."

Doctor Zhao sighed and his admiration for Zhou Rongrong deepened. This was a family tradition and everyone was willing to teach him, an old doctor. It should be said that these medical skills were enough for Zhou Rongrong to open a clinic and gain a foothold in this small town.

"Miss Zhou, have you ever thought about opening a clinic? I can help you."

Zhou Rongrong shook her head and said, "No, Doctor Zhao, I'll tell you the truth. I only know surgical suturing, which is fine for me. But if you want to feel the pulse, prescribe medicine, or ask questions, I'm totally incapable of that."

Doctor Zhao said, "Okay, I won't force you. If Miss Zhou gets hurt like today, can I ask you to come and pay the consultation fee according to the same rules?"

Zhou Rongrong thought for a while and said, "Okay, but Doctor Zhao, please keep it a secret that I can treat this kind of wound. I don't want any trouble. After all, I have four children."

Doctor Zhao also understood that if someone with ulterior motives knew about this young girl's superb suturing skills, it would be very difficult to deal with her. He promised, "Don't worry, I know what's going on. I won't ask Miss Zhou to help someone I don't trust."

Afterwards, Doctor Zhao told the mother and son that the wound on their legs could be treated, but they were not allowed to show the wound to others, and they were not allowed to tell anyone how they were treated. They were just to say that it healed on its own after taking the medicine.

The mother and son quickly said, "I understand, I understand."

As he said this, he asked Doctor Zhao about his benefactor's residence so that he could go and thank him when the time came.

The main thing was that when the mother and son came out, Zhou Rongrong had already left with the children.

Zhou Rongrong asked Dabao: "What did Doctor Zhao say about your legs?"

Dabao replied, "Doctor Zhao said that if I take good care of myself and get enough nutrition, my leg will be healed in less than three months."

When Dabao heard Doctor Zhao say that his leg could really be healed, he thought he had misheard for a moment, until his second brother excitedly called out in his ear.

Then he realized that his leg could really be cured.

Zhou Rongrong felt relieved after hearing this, and then she started shopping. When the agreed time came, she took the village chief's ox cart back home.

On the way, every child happily shared with the village chief how their eldest brother's leg had healed. As for what happened when their mother saved someone in the clinic just now, the children kept the secret as Zhou Rongrong told them not to tell.

Zhou Rongrong has been a killer for so long that she has become somewhat indifferent to life. In this life, she wants to live a peaceful life, so she has to keep some of her abilities hidden.

The village chief was also very happy that Dabao's leg would be healed: "Then you must thank your mother very much, otherwise Dabao you would really become a cripple."

Dabao blushed and said, "Of course."

Zhou Rongrong choked and said that these people had really bad memories. They had forgotten that Dabao's legs were beaten like this by the original owner.

So why do people always say that a prodigal son who returns is worth more than gold? I guess it’s because a bad person did a good thing, and people say that this person has changed and is good.

If a good person does a bad thing, he will be pointed at and scolded.

Human nature is very complicated.

As she was thinking, she arrived home. Zhou Rongrong felt a headache as she looked at the small yard. If she made money, she would definitely build herself a house with big bricks and tiles to live in.

Thinking that the children would be sent to school soon, and Dabao still knew some words, Zhou Rongrong asked Dabao to teach the children to recognize some words first these days.

Zhou Rongrong also started to learn. In her previous life, Zhou Rongrong had a senior brother who loved to study ancient culture. So the senior brother pulled her to study with him. After a while, Zhou Rongrong became more familiar with ancient characters.

I found that although this place was set in a fictional era, the characters were similar. Dabao didn't know the characters, but Zhou Rongrong knew them all. She also taught the children to learn math and recite the multiplication table.

Dabao asked in confusion: "Mom, you couldn't read before, let alone count, how come you can do it all of a sudden?"

Zhou Rongrong lied without blushing, "Actually, your mother's family was well off when she was young, so she learned a little bit. But when the family fell into poverty, they had no choice but to sell me. Later, I followed a young lady from a wealthy family as a maid and learned a little more."

Anyway, the Jiang family doesn’t know what the Yuan family has been through, so just talk about it casually. When you go out, you give yourself an identity.

Several children thought to themselves that their mother’s previous family must have been very wealthy, otherwise how could a girl like her be able to read?

It also gave the original owner a reason to leave the Jiang family, right? It turns out that her mother is so powerful and their family is so poor, so running away is understandable.

The New Year was approaching in the blink of an eye. Zhou Rongrong thought that the family had enough money to have a good new year, so she went to the village chief's house in advance to borrow an ox cart and gave Aunt Zhang ten cents as the rental fee for the ox cart.