Reborn as a scavenger mom who turns into a powerful villain

"You're welcome!" After hanging up the phone, Qin Qia was filled with joy. She didn't even climb the mountain. She immediately turned the car around and drove to the Chinese medicine pharmacy. The wheels spun rapidly on the ground, raising a cloud of dust. In the Chinese medicine pharmacy, an experienced Chinese medicine doctor carefully felt her pulse. The Chinese medicine doctor's fingers gently rested on her wrist, his eyes focused and deep. He closed his eyes slightly, feeling her pulse. After a while, the Chinese medicine doctor slowly opened his eyes, picked up a pen and wrote down a lot of names of medicines for replenishing qi and blood on paper. Qin Qia took the medicine and returned to Hanhai Huating Villa without stopping. She decided to boil the medicine herself at home. For the little life she was expecting, she was full of motivation.

Liu Duan went home at noon. Before the car stopped at the gate of Hanhai Huating Villa, he smelled a strong smell of medicine. The smell of medicine filled the air, strong and pungent. Liu Duan wrinkled his nose slightly, and a trace of worry surged in his heart: "Qin Yi is sick?" He hurriedly got out of the car and walked quickly towards the door, with anxiety and concern in his steps.

Liu Duan slowly got out of the car, bent down slightly, and laboriously picked up a large bag full of vegetables from the back of the car. The bag was bulging, and it seemed to be filled with all kinds of fresh ingredients. The heavy weight made his arms tremble slightly. Then, he stood up, supported the bottom of the bag with his other hand, and walked upstairs with steady steps, each step carrying the eagerness and expectation of returning home. His footsteps made a slight "dong dong" sound in the stairwell.

At this time, Qin Yi stayed quietly in the kitchen, and the small space was filled with a faint smell of medicine. She stood in front of the clay pot, staring at the jumping flames without blinking, with a focused and expectant look, as if she was guarding an invaluable treasure. Her hair was a little messy, and a few strands of hair gently stuck to her cheeks, adding a bit of gentleness. Sometimes she leaned forward slightly, getting closer to the clay pot, as if to feel the temperature of the medicine; sometimes she tilted her head slightly, listening to the sound of the medicine juice rolling.

"Qin Yi!" Liu Duan looked at her concentrating expression and called out softly, his voice gentle and full of concern. His words were like a breeze, gently echoing in the quiet kitchen.

Qin Yi suddenly raised her head, with a little bit of blame in her eyes, and pouted her lips, saying coquettishly: "Duanduan, why did you come back just now? When will this medicine pot be ready? I'm so anxious waiting." Her voice was crisp and pleasant, like a yellow warbler out of the valley. Although there was a sense of blame, it was full of dependence on Liu Duan. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her eyes were flashing with anxiety and expectation. As she spoke, she gently stroked the hair by her ears with her hand.

Liu Duan hurriedly put down the dish in his hand, and the bag made a slight sound when it touched the table. He turned off the fire, smiled gently, and said, "I have never cooked Chinese medicine before. Turn off the fire first and let me check it out!" His eyes were serious and responsible, as if he was completing an important task. His slender fingers slid quickly on the screen of his mobile phone, his brows slightly furrowed, and he was concentrating on finding the best way to cook Chinese medicine. He nodded slightly from time to time, and shook his head slightly from time to time, as if he was thinking about something.

He raised his head slightly, looked at Qin Yi and asked, "How long has it been boiling?"

"It's been simmering for an hour." Qin Yi answered softly, with a hint of anticipation in her tone and a twinkle in her eyes. Her fingers gently twisted the corners of her clothes, revealing her inner uneasiness. She tilted her head slightly and looked at Liu Duan, waiting for his answer.

"Ah?" Liu Duan laughed in surprise, "It's been so long, the medicinal flavor has been boiled out. It should be ready!" His smile was as warm as the sun, giving people a sense of security. His eyes were bright and energetic, as if he could see through everything. As he spoke, he shrugged his shoulders lightly.

"That's great!" Qin Yi jumped up excitedly, her face full of joy, and she couldn't wait to get the medicine pot. Her movements were light and agile, like a happy little bird. She stretched out her hands and quickly moved towards the medicine pot.

"Hey, be careful of the burn!" Liu Duan hurried to stop her, but it was too late. Qin Yi's hand touched her ear and she immediately pulled it back with a cry of "Ouch". Her face showed a painful expression, tears instantly welled up in her eyes, and her brows slightly wrinkled. Her hand trembled slightly, as if the pain of the burn was unbearable for her. She quickly held the injured hand with her other hand and blew gently.

Liu Duan looked at her distressedly, and hurriedly pulled her hand over and blew gently, his eyes full of concern and self-blame, his face full of anxiety. His breathing was a little rapid, and his eyes were full of worry, as if Qin Yi's pain was his own pain. While blowing, he gently stroked Qin Yi's hand, and kept saying, "It's okay, it's okay."

Liu Duan looked at Qin Yi with pity, and his eyes immediately fell on her green onion-like fingers. I saw that the fingers that were originally white and delicate, like mutton-fat jade, had a blister at this moment. "Oh, it's a blister!" Liu Duan couldn't help but exclaimed softly, secretly sighing in his heart that her hands were so delicate that they seemed to be injured by the slightest touch. Liu Duan's brows were tightly knitted, and his face was full of heartache. He turned around and said anxiously: "I'll go get the burn medicine." His footsteps were hurried, and his figure soon disappeared at the kitchen door. The hurried footsteps echoed in the house, as if telling his inner anxiety. Qin Yi stared at her red and blistered fingers, feeling aggrieved. Just when Liu Duan was by her side, she didn't feel how painful it was, but as soon as Liu Duan left, the pain burned like a raging fire. "It hurts!" Qin Yi's tears burst out instantly, and the crystal clear tears rolled down her cheeks. She cried out in a sobbing voice: "Duanduan, it hurts! It hurts so much!" Her face showed an expression of unbearable pain, her brows were furrowed, and her lips were trembling slightly. Her tears were like pearls that had broken off the string, falling one by one on the ground, splashing small water. Not long after, Liu Duan hurried back with Jing Wanhong. Fine beads of sweat oozed slightly on his forehead, and his eyes were full of anxiety and concern. "Come, I'll apply it on you and it won't hurt!" Liu Duan said softly. He gently held Qin Yi's hand, carefully squeezed out the ointment, and gently applied it on the blisters. His movements were gentle and delicate, as if he was protecting an extremely precious work of art. Liu Duan's face was full of concentration, and his eyes revealed deep love. His fingers gently touched Qin Yi's fingers, and the gentle touch made Qin Yi's heart surge with a warm current. The ointment exuded a faint cool scent, as if soothing Qinyi's pain.