70: The Soldier King's Supernatural Wife, Three Babies in One Child

Lu Chaoyan nodded to Mr. Qi, "Okay, wait a moment, I'll give Yaya acupuncture first."

After saying that, she took Yaya's hand and led Lu Hanqing into the small cubicle. This time, it was Lu Hanqing who gave Yaya an acupuncture.

Lu Chaoyan still touched the back of Yaya's head with one hand. The vine silk hidden in the palm of his hand entered the brain through the gaps in the pores and sucked away the tumor tissue inside.

Half an hour later, Yaya's overall condition was almost the same as that of a normal child.

His eyes were clear, his movements were steady, and his speech was intelligible.

Mr. Qi also believed more in Lu Chaoyan's ability. After he entered the small cubicle, Lu Hanqing unbuttoned his shirt and wiped his body with alcohol.

Lu Chaoyan brought in a dirty enamel basin.

She washed her hands and gave Mr. Qi acupuncture needles on his chest, lungs and throat.

At the same time, a vine as thin as a hair entered Mr. Qi's mouth without leaving a trace, drilled into his lungs, and reached the embolism in the lobe hole.

Under the control of Lu Chaoyan's supernatural powers, the vines wrapped around the embolism.

Half an hour later, Mr. Qi started coughing violently.

Lu Chaoyan helped him up, "Mr. Qi, you don't have to bear it, cough hard and cough out the foreign object inside."

Mr. Qi couldn't help coughing, and after hearing her words, he coughed with all his might.

Lu Chaoyan placed her hands on his back, pushing upwards continuously, controlling the vines to push the embolism in the lungs toward the throat.

Suddenly, Mr. Qi felt something pouring out of his trachea. He opened his mouth in pain and spat out a large amount of dirt, which fell right into the porcelain basin.

"Ginseng? Third sister, he spit out a ginseng?"

Lu Hanqing looked at the porcelain basin on the ground in astonishment. There was a sticky thing in the shape of ginseng, with yellow wrapped in green and green wrapped in black, and it had many tentacles.

"That's not ginseng, it's sticky phlegm that can't be expelled. It has been deposited in the lungs for a long time and has formed an embolism."

After Lu Chaoyan finished her calm explanation, she continued to use her supernatural powers to push the embolism in Mr. Qi's lungs until he coughed it all out.

Mr. Qi, whose entire lungs seemed to be blocked by paste and who could hardly breathe, was now breathing deeply.

Fresh air flowed freely in his lungs.

His heart also beat more vigorously.

He raised his eyes to look at Lu Chaoyan, his smiling and tearful eyes full of gratitude.

"Doctor Lu, you made me feel alive again. You are my great benefactor."

Lu Chaoyan didn't want to kidnap others to express gratitude to him, so she smiled and said, "Sir, you're welcome. You paid for the medicine and I helped. We don't owe each other anything."

"Haha, you are a good and insightful girl. However, although we seem to have paid a lot for the consultation, we have gained a new life after all. We should still remember this favor."

After Mr. Qi came out, Lu Hanqing considerately prepared hot water for him to wash.

Liu Zhibai was full of jealousy because the dead girl just said that thing was sticky phlegm in the lungs.

It reminded him of when he was a child, Lu Yungui had also done this for people with lung disease.

It’s just not that big, and not that many.

It's a pity that the old man didn't remember the technique, and this damn girl learned it.

Tao Yuwei glanced at the dirt in the basin and wanted to escape in disgust, but Lu Chaoyan grabbed her by the scruff of the neck.

"You just thought of Mr. Qi with dignity and righteousness. Now I am helping him to take away this filth. Do you think I am disgusted?"

"I, ugh..." Tao Yuwei felt so uncomfortable that she kept retching when she thought about Lu Chaoyan not washing her hands yet.

"Let me go, I'm pregnant, I feel uncomfortable, ugh, wuwu."

Seeing her crying so hard, Mr. Qi was embarrassed and wanted to get it himself, but Lu Chaoyan stopped him.

"Mr. Qi, she is the helper we hired, so she should do this job. If you get involved, you will have to pay her for the consultation fee."

After saying that, Lu Chaoyan pushed Tao Yuwei toward the enamel basin, then raised his foot from behind her and kicked her to her knees in front of the sputum plug.

Threatening: "Tao Yuwei, if you don't behave, believe it or not, I will overturn the backyard?"

Looking at the filth up close, Tao Yuwei finally couldn't help but vomit.

After vomiting, there was uncontrollable hatred in my heart and eyes.

She knew that Lu Chaoyan's threat was not just talk, and she must not let her search the backyard and find those things.

She turned her head to look at Liu Zhibai and saw that he had his back to her and had no intention of paying any attention to her.

I had no choice but to carry the basin and go to the toilet behind the house.

After Mr. Qi cleaned himself up, he thanked Lu Chaoyan again before leaving with Li Hongmei and the others in the car.

To save two people at a time, Lu Chaoyan consumed a lot of his supernatural powers.

She went to the backyard, changed and washed herself, and was about to go into the space to sleep and replenish her superpowers when Lu Yuanyuan ran over, grabbed her trouser leg, and pointed to the kitchen, "Auntie!"

"Yuanyuan, what's in the kitchen?"

Lu Chaoyan took her to the kitchen.

Si Zhengyan took out a two-layer steamer from the iron pot on the stove, and a faint fragrance emanated from it.

He opened the top lid and saw four small white porcelain bowls with golden cakes overflowing from them, looking like cute big mushrooms.

It's heart-warming and stomach-warming.

He looked at Lu Chaoyan tenderly, "There is very little sugar in these four bowls. Try it and see if it suits your taste."

Lu Chaoyan smiled brightly, "Thank you."

"You're welcome to me."

Si Zheng Yannuan smiled and took down the steamer. There were also steamed cakes in the four bowls below.

"These four bowls are sweet and are for my second sister Hanqing and Yuanyuan."

"Tsk, you are too attentive."

After Lu Chaoyan finished praising, she brought a bowl to the west room and gave it to Lu Yuedan who was making clothes.

She came to the kitchen again and saw Si Zhengyan holding a bowl and feeding Lu Yuanyuan.

Lu Chaoyan admired him even more for his meticulousness and patience.

Si Zhengyan might be a good father.

She moved a small stool and sat next to the two of them. She picked up the egg cake that was no longer hot and took a bite. It was indeed not sweet and did not have a fishy smell.

"Si Zhengyan, you are amazing. The steamed cake is delicious."

Lu Chaoyan raised her thumbs up.

Si Zhengyan's eyes flashed with shyness, "I was too young when I first joined the army, so the old commander transferred me to his side to serve as a service soldier for three years.

It was also at that time that I learned from him how to read, paint, cook, write, and sculpt.

My father taught me that.

When he was a child, he learned to be an apprentice from Uncle Fugui's grandfather, but before he finished his studies, Uncle Fugui's grandfather passed away, so he stopped learning.

When we were begging on the road, he carved many small things for me, and I learned how to do it.

Later, an old goldsmith took a fancy to my carving skills and asked me to be his apprentice.

My mother insisted that Si Zhengyang go, but the old goldsmith didn’t want him, and I didn’t finish my studies.”

When talking about the past this time, Si Zhengyan no longer had the same expectation of maternal love as before.

There is no longer any sense of loneliness on my body, only gratitude and remembrance for my father.

Lu Chaoyan didn't notice his change. She turned her head to look over and comforted him with a smile.

"When God closes a door for you, he will definitely open a window for you. Now, you are doing well."

"Well, I am very happy now. Looking back at those hardships, they are insignificant."

When Si Zhengyan spoke, the tenderness in his eyes was undisguised.

Lu Chaoyan, you are the window that God opened for me.