Chapter 242: Cure the Ugly Disease
"Hey!" Ximenya sighed, feeling that she was very comfortable, her stomach finally stopped screaming, and she felt that the whole person was lazy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
It's been a long time since I've eaten so full.
After she arrived at Hongyingzhuang, she brought the cooks down to the patio, and the cooking was naturally gone.
As an eldest lady, even if she is cooking, she is now pointing fingers, and finally adding peanuts and green onions, and she has never actually done it at all.
Therefore, she bought a lot of dry food at the beginning, and after eating what she could eat directly on the Zhuangzi, she began to eat dry food.
"Say it! What are you doing! If you want to kill, you have to listen to it! Ximenya lazily spread out on the chair and looked at Yuan Shanjia motionlessly. It's been completely broken, the jar is broken.
She burst into tears in her heart, and her master said that her martial arts were good! It's a lie! Otherwise, why did she escape from the real distance and be overtaken?
Yuan Shanjia looked at the half of the empty plates on the table near Ximenya, and his eyes flashed with interest.
Xindao: This Miss Simon is really interesting and bold, and I haven't noticed it before.
If Simanya knew, she would definitely be crazy in her heart, was she bold? Is it okay to have no way out!
"Actually, I just want to make a deal with Miss Simon." Yuan Shanjia has always preferred to speak in a straightforward manner.
"Huh?" Simanya blinked, what do you mean? Trade? With her? What does she have to trade? Just wanted to trade with her and locked her up for so many days?
"The Li family has a bit of a dirty relationship with me." Yuan Shanjia said again.
When she talked about the Li family, a cold light flashed in her eyes, which made Ximenya's body, who was looking directly at her, tremble.
The Li family? The first thing that came to Ximenya's mind was Li Lingzhi? Then what came to mind was the Li family in Yundu.
She raised her eyes and looked at Yuan Shanjia, this person has a grudge against the Li family, and she can't help it. The Li family is 108,000 miles away from their Ximen family, and no matter how powerful the Ximen family is, it is only a commercial family, and it can't shake these old official bodies for hundreds of years.
"It's a deal, but it's just for you to defeat Li Lingzhi." Yuan Shanjia took a cucumber and took a bite gently, and said in his heart: It tastes really good.
"Isn't that helping me? So what do you want? Simenya asked, she didn't believe that a pie would fall from the sky, or it would be free.
"My purpose is to make it impossible for her to promote the financial support that your Simon family gave to the Li family." Yuan Shanjia swallowed the cucumber and said with a smile.
Her eyes glanced quietly at the roof, and she smelled the familiar smell again.
Ximenya twisted her eyebrows, and the pus on her forehead began to flow again, facing Yuan Shanjia's face, which made Yuan Shanjia a little unable to swallow, and decisively decided not to eat.
She wiped her mouth, "Don't you believe it?" Why don't I show some sincerity. ā
Yuan Shanjia nodded at Ran Zhu.
Ran Zhu took out a palm-sized yellow gourd, took a small bowl on the shelf next to him, poured some water into it, and stirred it well with a spoon.
"What is this?" Simon guessed something, but couldn't believe it.
"Well, let's disinfect your face first." Yuan Shanjia said with a smile, with some pride.
is worthy of her maid, this poison can be cured.
In fact, she can also alleviate it, but the symptoms are not cured.
Ran Zhu took the bowl of black unknown paste and walked in front of Ximenya.
The smell of the black unknown paste was very strong, and Ximenya endured it so that she didn't dodge.
She felt like she was about to vomit out what she had eaten.
She glanced at Yuan Shanjia suspiciously, deeply suspecting that this one was deliberate.
Yuan Shanjia didn't mean to.
She's still eating it herself. What's more, this medicine has just been made. She has always trusted the things that Ran Zhu makes, and she doesn't need to experiment, how does she know that it stinks?
Ran Zhu used a small piece of wood to apply the black unknown paste little by little to the pus on Ximenya's face.
Ximenya felt a little coolness on her face, like a breeze blowing on her face, which suddenly made her face very comfortable.
Before Simenya could hook the corners of her mouth, a hot sting began to come from her face. She couldn't help but scream, "Ah! My face! ā
"Miss Simon hold back! This is the process of detoxification! If you can't help it, it may be even more troublesome. Ran Zhu calmly continued to apply the medicine, and applied another layer on the outside.
Ximenya was so painful that she listened to Ran Zhu's words and felt that they were coming from the sky, and she was in a trance.
But she heard it clearly.
I know that I can't hold on, and only by holding on can the poison on my face be unraveled. And it's already so, can it be worse?
Simanya clenched her teeth and said no more.
The pus on her face began to flood with white pus, and every time the pus dissolved the medicine on the outside, Ran Zhu would apply another layer to her.
After doing this four times, the pus that overflowed her face began to turn a bloody light red, and the bulge on her face became noticeably smaller.
Ran Zhu mixed some black unknown paste and applied a thick layer to Ximenya's face.
Before the layer was finished, Simonya's body began to tremble slightly, clenching her teeth and making her face distort.
Ran Zhu calmly continued to apply the medicine to her, and it was not until after the application was finished that she said: "Miss Ximen, this is the last layer, if you want to cure the root cause, you must hold on, otherwise it may recur in the future, and the residual scar under it will definitely not disappear." ā
When Simenya heard this, a surge of strength swelled in her heart, she must let her face recover, otherwise......
She closed her eyes tightly, and couldn't help but think of the resolute teenager, her eyes were a little blurry, and her eyelashes were stained with red liquid, blurring her vision.
She clung to the table and insisted! Hold on! She can't give up! If this is true! Then she has hope of recovery! Mother is still waiting for her to go back!
Simanya thought of the very immature but vicious girl, and thought of the scene where she deliberately fell and framed her when she sent her! I thought of the smug smile she had before leaving! I thought of my mother's slightly sad face! thought of the tragedy of the maids being beaten half to death in order to protect her!
Mother! Mama, they are still waiting for her in the Year of the Mushroom! And him! I'm waiting for it!
Thinking of the people who were waiting for her, Simanya squeezed the table tightly and pinched the armrests of her chair.
Suddenly, she felt a hot stream gushing out of her face, and then she felt as if the pores on her face had been unblocked, very comfortable, and she felt like she was addicted to drugs.
She collapsed in her chair and felt some viscous liquid slip down her face and drip onto her clothes.
She opened her eyes, which were slightly red, and the flow of light made her eyes very bright.
"Are you alright?" Her voice was a little hoarse, a little uncontrollable excitement.
Ran Zhu nodded, "Okay." ā
As she spoke, she placed a mirror in front of Simanya and a black unidentified paste in front of her.
(To be continued.) )