The Dramatic Crown Princess Wants to Poison Me!-Chapter 225: Even the Cleverest Housewife Cannot Cook Without Rice

Chapter 225: Chapter 225: Even the Cleverest Housewife Cannot Cook Without Rice

Hong’er’s words made Auntie Kang and Xia Wenjin both laugh, Auntie Kang patted her grandson’s head and said: "Our Hong’er knows how to be shy!"

During their conversation, seeing nothing on Hong’er’s chest, Xia Wenjin breathed a sigh of relief.

Xia Wenjin waited here, and Auntie Kang also went to the inner room to look around, then came back to tell her there was nothing, just waiting for Uncle Kuang to come back and inquire. However, she couldn’t wait here indefinitely and decided to come back in the evening to ask.

Xia Wenjin advised, "Auntie, don’t go out these days, and don’t let Hong’er go out. It’s best if Uncle goes out less too!"

Auntie Kang saw her speaking seriously and couldn’t help but ask, "Not go out? That’s impossible, I need to check on Zhuzi’s mother. Neighbors need to look after each other when she gets sick."

Xia Wenjin remembered that Zhuzi and Zhuzi’s mother didn’t have red patches, so she said, "Other than their family, don’t visit other homes."

Auntie Kang was puzzled, "Can you tell me the reason?"

Xia Wenjin thought for a moment and decided to disclose a bit, she said, "Auntie, the reason I asked whether you have red patches is because the disease with red patches is contagious."

"Contagious?" These words scared Auntie Kang, and her voice involuntarily rose.

Xia Wenjin said, "So, if you can go out less, go out less!"

Auntie Kang nodded repeatedly. She might not care about herself, but she has Hong’er. For her little grandson, she must go out less and have her husband go out less too.

Xia Wenjin felt relieved, and then picked up the medicine pack to go to Liu Dahai’s house.

Liu Dahai, a robust man, looked increasingly haggard and disheveled at this moment. Xia Wenjin understood that if Liu Uncle’s illness previously tormented the son’s heart, now added a sick wife, especially knowing he would eventually get sick; concerned about his father and wife, worrying about the son sent away, and could only passively wait for the illness to fall upon himself, this kind of distress and anxiety was most devastating.

Seeing Xia Wenjin truly brought medicine, Liu Dahai’s gaze was complex, containing both full gratitude and an air of bleak despair.

Xia Wenjin went to their kitchen to decoct the medicine, and said to Liu Dahai when going out: "Brother Liu, you should go get some sleep, otherwise, you won’t be able to hold on. Who will look after uncle and sister-in-law then?"

Liu Dahai’s expression was wooden; after a moment, he gave a bitter smile: "Brother, if I go to sleep, can I even get up again?"

Xia Wenjin: "..."

This was a question she couldn’t answer. Indeed, the red patches on Liu Dahai were getting larger, and he was actually on the verge of falling ill at any moment. Once sick, coughing up blood and weak, cannot get out of bed. Even if he could somehow manage to hang in there, he wouldn’t be able to care for others.

Xia Wenjin was deeply worried, knowing her capabilities were truly limited at this moment.

She just regretted she couldn’t be in two places at once.

Actually, she was merely staying for a night due to her travels, and everything in this village, this town, didn’t have much to do with her.

Even if she immediately left, it would be nothing more than history developing along its normal trajectory in her previous life.

However, she couldn’t do it.

Withdrawing and retreating, avoiding danger, she couldn’t do it!

Knowing the epidemic’s ferocity, she couldn’t flee to preserve her life!

Regarding thousands of lives, pretending not to see, she couldn’t do it!

As for the question Huangfu Jingchen asked of risking herself, she had never considered!

She also cherished her life, especially being reborn twice, knowing how precious this life was, but she wouldn’t forsake her true self for survival.

She insisted Liu Dahai go to sleep; she could decoct the medicine while looking after Uncle Liu and Liu Dahai’s wife, Xiang’er. Regardless of when his illness occurred, he couldn’t collapse before it.

Liu Dahai obediently went.

Watching his slumped back, Xia Wenjin let out a heavy sigh in her heart, knowing Liu Dahai might not be able to fall asleep, but could at least lie down and rest a bit.

After the medication was ready, Xia Wenjin separately gave it to Uncle Liu and Xiang’er to drink, and also for Liu Dahai.

Three portions of medicine, different amounts, different focuses.

Uncle Liu’s was for relief, Xiang’er’s for treatment, Liu Dahai’s for prevention.

Uncle Liu’s illness was already very severe; not only was he skin and bones, but he also appeared to have no vitality. Lying sick in bed, he couldn’t even drink the medicine.

Xia Wenjin carefully fed the medicine bit by bit into Uncle Liu’s mouth, watching him swallow with difficulty, her heart indeed felt heavy.

Yesterday she was driven away by Liu Dahai, if they had started medication yesterday, would it have improved?

Why hadn’t she thought of it earlier?

If she’d recalled the piece of folklore she had seen earlier, she would know that this was an epidemic. She shouldn’t have held onto a few bits of uncertainty and hoped against hope without insisting.

But she also understood that even if they began using medicine yesterday, it might not improve much.

With her experience, the prescription would contain over thirty ingredients, and whether it worked or not could only be determined after trying. But combining the town’s two medical stores, they could only find five or six kinds.

Without medicine, even the cleverest housewife cannot cook without rice.

Leaving Liu Dahai’s house, Xia Wenjin inquired who in the village had caught the poisonous miasma disease.

Though she found Zhang Jiantang annoying, in this town, everyone knew Doctor Zhang. Using the guise of helping at Doctor Zhang’s clinic, it’s indeed easier to inquire.

There weren’t many in the village who suffered from miasma poisoning, eight or nine people.

But this is just one village.

Xia Wenjin couldn’t perform a comprehensive census now, nor could she organize centralized isolation; everything needed waiting.

She didn’t know if Huangfu Jingchen’s progress was smooth.

For now, she could only rely on the mayor.

Arriving at the town in the evening, she went to see the mayor.

In the front hall of the mayor’s house, Mayor Wang became furious upon seeing Xia Wenjin, shouting: "Someone, seize him!"

Immediately, the servants of the mayor’s house charged forward, Xia Wenjin was outraged, what kind of behavior is this to seize someone without understanding the situation?

If she were caught, there might be nobody who would trust this matter anymore.

Xia Wenjin said, "Mayor, don’t you need a reason to arrest me?"

"Humph, arresting you, I’ll certainly give you the reason!"

The lead servant was eager to earn merit, and seeing the youth thin and frail in front of him, dismissed him. Unexpectedly, Xia Wenjin grabbed his extended arm, twisted and pulled him, causing him to fall heavily to the ground.

Others rushed forward too, seeming unwilling to talk, Xia Wenjin decisively countered with kicks and punches.

These servants were tall and robust, ferocious-looking but just had some strength, even if they had some training, it’s still amateurish, Xia Wenjin took three moves, and five fell to the ground.

Mayor Wang was already frightened, his face pale, retreating backwards.