The dumb wife died with hatred, and she was not obedient after rebirth

Ling Zhao's heart was pounding and he didn't dare to look at Huo Yixiu.

This was different from what she thought.

He and Fan Wenxin are so close, and he still plans to drag her down?

She lived a new life, but couldn't escape the fate of her previous life?

The old Chinese doctor felt her pulse and felt her heartbeat was too fast. He frowned and looked at her: "Why are you so nervous? Yixiu's uncle's grandson is about to go to elementary school."

"But your body is a little weak, and the yin energy is too strong..."

His brows furrowed even more tightly, and his old and sharp eyes stared at Ling Zhao's face for a long time.

Ling Zhao felt his heart beat faster as he was stared at by him.

Can traditional Chinese medicine tell that she was reborn?

She has great respect for China's 5,000-year-old culture, especially after her rebirth.

Fortunately, the old Chinese doctor didn't see anything wrong and prescribed Chinese medicine for her to drink three times a day, and also asked her to do moxa fumigation every noon.

"...This moxibustion replenishes Yang Qi, removes dampness and cold, and treats uterine cold. You should also get more sun and exercise. You should stay out of the house less on rainy days like this."

The Chinese doctor handed the prescription to Huo Yixiu: "Do you want to take some medicine too?"

He looked at Huo Yixiu's face and said, "You have a strong Yang energy." He glanced at Ling Zhao again and said, "Harmonize your Yin and Yang with her."

Ling Zhao is an adult now, and his face turned red when he heard this.

Can’t this family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners find a girl to inherit their gynecological medical skills?

After seeing the Chinese doctor, Huo Yixiu took her to the old pharmacy to get medicine. When asked if he wanted to decoct the medicine for her, Huo Yixiu refused.

……

Chess Room.

The party was about to end, but because of Fan Wenxin's arrival, several ladies clamored to start the card game again.

When Qin Zhan went in, it was bustling inside.

"Xiao Zhan, you really came." The one who spoke was the wife of the director of the Education Bureau, smiling.

She addressed him affectionately. Everyone thought he was handsome. Although his temperament was a little lazy, it was obvious that he was of noble status. They were curious and wanted to know who he was.

Mrs. Min said, "He is from a friend's family and just came back from abroad this year."

Qin Zhan said, "Aunt Min said she wanted to eat the bayberry from Xianju, so I have to ask someone about it."

It is not yet the season for bayberry to be on the market, but if you want to eat it, you can still find a way to try it.

Mrs. Min was so happy that she turned around and patted the back of Qin Zhan's hand: "You are as good at coaxing people as Wen Xin. But don't brag about Haikou. How can someone who has been abroad for many years understand domestic fruits?"

Fan Wenxin glanced at the man opposite.

He has good looks and the temperament of a playboy.

She didn't like it and lowered her head to continue looking at the cards.

However, the other ladies wanted to flatter him and would come over to talk to him even if they were not at the same chess and card table.

"Mrs. Min, Wen Xin will be unhappy if you say that. Is Wen Xin the kind of person who does things unreliably? Look at how much she has helped Mrs. Huo win. All the money you earned in the first half was won back by others."

Mrs. Huo was steady and calm, without even raising her eyes: "Don't be so honest. Wen Xin brings me good luck."

"What's the use of you, Wang? She is Yixiu's secretary. In my opinion, Xiao Zhan is handsome, and he and Wen Xin are a perfect match. Mrs. Min, do you want to be the matchmaker?"

Mrs. Min had this idea, otherwise she would not have called Qin Zhan over after Fan Wenxin came.

She turned around and said to Qin Zhan, "If you can catch up with Secretary Fan and marry her, you will be blessed in the future."

Qin Zhan saw an empty seat next to him, so he pulled it over and sat down next to Mrs. Min to help her look at the cards.

"Oh? How lucky?" He glanced at Fan Wenxin. She was pretty, but she looked shrewd.

Mrs. Min said, "Secretary Fan is good at making money. Have you heard about the Huo family, the new rich family in South City?"

Mrs. Min praised Huo Yixiu and then turned her attention back to Fan Wenxin.

It is said that behind every successful man, there is a great woman.

It was widely acknowledged that Huo Yixiu's current achievements were inseparable from Fan Wenxin. However, because Huo Yixiu married three years ago, no one joked about it.

However, these wives have the most free time, and when they have free time, they just worry about other people's affairs.

Mother Huo was not happy to hear this.

It’s not that I’m unhappy about these people talking about Fan Wenxin’s contribution to the Huo family, but I’m wondering if Fan Wenxin would still work so hard for Huo Yixiu in the future if she married someone else?

At this time, Fan Wenxin played a card and fed it to Huo's mother.

Mrs. Huo took the cards back and smiled again. She said, "It seems that I have to treat you to roast goose today."

"Oh Wenxin, you're feeding her cards again."

Several ladies were laughing and shouting. Qin Zhan folded his sleeves up twice and said, "Auntie Min, I'll help you."

……

If it weren't for Qin Zhan's intervention, Huo's mother would have won a lot of money today.

But it’s not a loss.

She asked Fan Wenxin to go back to Huo's house for dinner.

When I got home, I smelled the smell of Chinese medicine.

Huo's mother thought Huo Yixiu was really sick and asked the nanny. Her cousin said that the medicine was made for Ling Zhao.

"Ling Zhao? Isn't she fine?"

"I don't know either. Mr. Huo came back and gave me these medicines, telling me to boil them for her to drink three times a day. I can't miss a meal."

Fan Wenxin glanced at the medicine jar, unable to figure out Huo Yixiu's plan.

She smiled and said, "Yi Xiu had dinner with Mr. Chen today. Mr. Chen's wife likes to maintain her health and knows a little about pharmacology. Maybe she gave it to him."

Mother Huo took off her coat and muttered, "I'm not a real doctor. Don't make people sick."

"How can it be harmful to eat something that can replenish the body?" Fan Wenxin looked upstairs and asked the nanny, "Is Mr. Huo in the study?"

Aunt Zhang said, "He went upstairs when he came back. He should be in the study."

Mother Huo said to Fan Wenxin, "You must be too busy with work and you are sick. I know an old Chinese doctor who has been practicing for four generations. I will take you to him to treat your body."

Fan Wenxin thanked him obediently, and said that she had something to discuss with Huo Yixiu, so she went upstairs to find him.

Huo Yixiu was indeed in the study, but he was not the only one there.

Fan Wenxin pushed open the study door and the words that were about to come out of her mouth were stuck at her lips.

The room was filled with a strong smell of mugwort. There was a futon on the ground, and Ling Zhao was sitting on it, his upper body naked, with his back to the door.

Huo Yixiu took an moxa stick and smoked it on her coccyx.

The woman's back was fair and charming, and her shoulder blades were like a butterfly that had rested its wings, quiet and trembling slightly.

From time to time, he let out a choked groan.

One hand was placed on Huo Yixiu's leg, fingers digging into his leg flesh.

Beads of sweat slid down her skin and rolled into the crotch covered by the scarf.

"Does it hurt?" The man's low and hoarse voice sounded, shaking Fan Wenxin's heartstrings.

She shuddered slightly, grasped the door handle and closed the door.

Huo Yixiu actually gave Ling Zhao moxibustion personally?

What good things had she done to deserve Huo Yixiu to treat her like this?

The woman's face twisted for a moment.

She smiled coldly, looked back at the closed door, and instantly regained her composure, standing for a while with an elegant demeanor.

In the study, Ling Zhao gritted his teeth in pain.

She knew that she had a cold uterus, but she didn't know that moxibustion would be so painful.

Huo Yixiu followed the advice of traditional Chinese medicine and fumigated her Baliao acupoint. She felt like blisters were forming on her coccyx.

[Did you find the wrong acupuncture point? Are you really not burning my flesh with a cigarette butt? ]

Ling Zhao couldn't stand it anymore and gestured at Huo Yixiu, seriously suspecting that he was torturing her and subjecting her to torture.

She was naked, and her arms moved, and her chest trembled.

The heater was on in the study, but the exhaust fan could only suck out the cigarette smell. The smell of moxibustion was strong. She had tears in her eyes and she didn't have time to wipe them away, as if she had been severely bullied.

Huo Yixiu's eyes were deep. He grabbed her hand and touched her tailbone: "Feel it and see if I burned your flesh?"

Ling Zhao touched it and it was sticky and covered with sweat.

It's different from the sweat they produce after intense exercise.

She suspected again: [You must have found the wrong place. ]

Huo Yixiu picked up a human acupuncture point map and asked her to look at it: "Look for it yourself, is this the Baliao point?"

Ling Zhao was in the last two days of her menstrual period, and her menstrual flow was light, but she still felt backache and a sinking feeling in her stomach. Huo Yixiu fumigated her for half an hour, and it seemed that her backache was gone.

As she was thinking about it, the door knocked a few times and Fan Wenxin's voice came in: "Yi Xiu, are you in there? Can I come in?"

As she spoke, she had already turned the door lock. Ling Zhao panicked and hurriedly grabbed clothes to cover his body. Fan Wenxin pushed the door open and pretended to be surprised: "Mrs. Huo, you are here too. Sorry."

She closed the door and said outside: "Mr. Huo, I have something to tell you."