"People don't take a bath, and all kinds of diseases are born."

Ji Xiang looked at Chen Xie An seriously, his hair was already oily, but it looked fine.

Wrapped in dirt like this, how can you sleep comfortably at night?

But it's not to blame Chen Jie'an, in winter, the farmhouse has fewer baths. There are those that are washed once a month for half a month, not to mention that Chen Jie'an is sick and weak, and the Wang family is afraid that if he washes it, the stored gas will be gone.

Coupled with the effects of Mai Lisu and Lingquan, a lot of toxins are excreted from the body today.

Ji Xiang felt that his body was already weak, and if he didn't wash off the uncleanliness on his body, the germs would accumulate more and more.

The man was silent.

Ji Xiang boiled water, set up wooden barrels, and specially blocked the leaky part of the house with dilapidated cotton.

Fortunately, it is this kind of earthen house, and she doesn't need to make a curtain.

"Do you want me to help you?"

She asked very naturally, and in the dark, Chen Xie An couldn't see her shy expression at all.

"No...... No. ”

He hurriedly refused, and the words he uttered became stammering. Ji Xiang snickered twice, it turned out that the beautiful husband was an innocent boy.

Chen Xie An couldn't help but cough lightly. When I looked at the door again, it was tightly closed, and the clean clothes were also placed aside.

For some reason, I didn't see Xiang'er...... He was a little lost.

Ji Xiang outside the door was bathed in moonlight, and the cold of early spring was much more comfortable than winter, but at this time, you should also pay attention to it, so as not to get cold and fall into the root of the disease.

She has already used the miracle medical system to help Chen Jie'an see it, it is not an old injury at all, but a poison.

What is called Tian Poison San, which can destroy the human immune system. It starts with the lungs, and finally drags on to the whole body, and the blood fails and dies.

It's vicious.

But why would a peasant man be so vicious?

The male protagonists in the farming text will eventually become people of noble status. Thinking about Chen Jiean's peugeot eyebrows and eyes, is it possible...... What kind of big shot is he too?

However, even if he is a big man, Chen Jie'an is now a pig, and it is estimated that he is not capable of eating tigers.

It's really a family with four walls, and it's hard to defend against hidden arrows.

Life is so hard!

After complaining, Ji Xiang thought about how to detoxify Chen Jie'an.

Mai Lisu and Lingquan have little effect. If you want Chen Jie'an to get better, you have to rely on the prescriptions of the divine medical system.

She's seen it, but she doesn't know it.

But I have a good memory, and I read it once and copied it down.

What excuse to grab the medicine? said that he was happy to meet the old immortal, and according to Wang's superstition, he would believe it nine times out of ten, but what about Chen Jiean?

He's not stupid, Ji Xiang can see it.

But now he laments his illness and has no time to think about what his newly married daughter-in-law feeds him.

Chen Jie'an got dressed and came out, and the little daughter-in-law looked up at the moon in the sky with a wrinkled face.

Well, it's round.

Chen Jiean's hair was wet, and when he was close to Ji Xiang, a drop of water fell.

It's raining?

She turned her head suddenly, the cheap husband was wrapped in heavy cotton clothes, his black hair was scattered, and his fair skin was like snow, and she realized that men can also be said to be beautiful.

The man she married is really beautiful.

Eat one's heart out.

She remembered that her skin, even if there was a spiritual spring, it was only a little less dark, but it was still rough.

"Washed? Come in, it's cold again, and my mother will talk about me tomorrow. ”

He was sick and could not get cold.

Ji Xiang hurriedly stood up, and the man taller than her was pushed into the house by her like this.

Chen Xie An looked at it and pursed his lips and smiled.

"Xiang'er, my mother is kind-hearted, I won't blame you."

Even if I die, she will treat you well.

Ji Xiang flattened his mouth, in the child's heart, there are no parents. She folded the quilt on his lap, and the little man bent over to wipe his hair.

"Yes, I know."

Her tail note dragged on for a long time, like a cat on the side of the road, not angry but a little annoyed.