Qin Feng looked at Chrysanthemum's two Qingtan-like eyes at close range, dazzled by her smile, and infected by her calmness, he exhaled lightly, picked up a small dish with one hand, and smeared Chrysanthemum's face with a bamboo skewer dipped in medicinal juice with the other.

At this moment, Zheng Changhe and the Yang clan all stood aside with bated breath, their four eyes staring at Qin Feng's hand that kept applying medicine without blinking, moving as the hand moved up and down, left and right on the chrysanthemum's face!

After painting a small area, Qin Feng stopped and asked gently, "Do you feel uncomfortable?" ”

Chrysanthemum opened her eyes and looked at him, and replied softly: "It's okay, it's cool and cool, it's very comfortable!" ”

Qin Feng nodded and continued to smear on her face.

After a long while, he stopped and said, "Alright! ”

Actually, it didn't take a while to apply, but just a thin layer, very quickly. However, for Zheng Changhe and Chrysanthemum, that time was extremely long. Although they also know that applying medicine does not have immediate results, after this important process is completed, it seems that the dust has settled for the most part.

Seeing that Chrysanthemum opened her eyes, Qin Feng smiled and said to her, "You go to bed and lie down for a while, and then get up when this medicine is dry." Oh, take this pill too. I'm just waiting here, and I'll say hello if there's something to say. He took out another vial from the medicine box, poured out a brown pill, and handed it to Chrysanthemum.

He said this that he was worried that if Chrysanthemum had a bad reaction, the Zheng family would not be able to find him at that time, so he simply stayed here and waited for dinner before leaving, which was more appropriate, and he was also at ease.

Yang looked at Chrysanthemum's most of her face painted black, and a pair of clear water eyes flashed on it, a little weird, but she respected and loved this black face with medicine in her heart, as if it was an untouchable treasure.

She said to Chrysanthemum, "Go and sleep for a while." I'm tired every day, so I'm just right to take a break today. ”

So Chrysanthemum returned to the room under the eager gaze of her father and mother, and took a nap beautifully and carefully. She deliberately put a torn dress on the pillow, for fear that the medicine on her face would accidentally stain the pillow if she fell asleep, which was newly made.

The bed with a new quilt was naturally comfortable to lie on, and she actually slept for an hour this night.

After chrysanthemum woke up from a nap, she felt a hot pain on her face. Seeing that there were only Dad and Doctor Qin in the courtyard, he walked out.

While Qin Feng was sitting in the courtyard gossiping with Zheng Changhe, he saw that he was holding a knife in his hand, and he quickly cleaned the pig's head and feet. Scraping, ripping, picking, and cutting, his fingers were smart, and he couldn't help but praise and said with a smile: "Uncle Zheng's craftsmanship is also very skilled, and he makes it so clean." ”

Zheng Changhe smiled and said: "If you want to eat something in your mouth, how can you not clean it?" ”

Qin Feng was about to answer, when he looked up and saw Chrysanthemum coming out, he hurriedly stood up and beckoned, "Chrysanthemum is up?" Come and sit. How does it feel? ”

Chrysanthemum sat down on the small bench, hesitated for a moment and whispered to Qin Feng: "There is a bit of a hot pain on your face!" ”

Zheng Changhe immediately stopped what he was doing when he heard this, and looked at Qin Feng with Chrysanthemum. They didn't understand whether the pain was working with the medicine or whether it was bad after using it, so they could only listen to Dr. Qin's explanation.

Qin Feng took Chrysanthemum's hand without saying a word, put it on the bench on the side, touched his pulse, frowned and muttered for a long time, and looked at Chrysanthemum's face carefully, and couldn't be sure of anything.

"Let's wait another hour." Qin Feng hesitated for a long time before he made up his mind. He can't give up halfway, he will wash this medicine now, and he still has to wait and see before he can decide.

Chrysanthemum nodded, but comforted him, "Just wait." Actually, it's nothing, it's just that it hurts on the face, but it's not uncomfortable in the heart. ”

Qin Feng smiled and said, "If the medicine is applied to the face, of course it hurts on the face." It's just that this external medicine really can't be seen for a while. However, pain is certainly not a good thing. Therefore, if it is powerful later, it means that this medicine is not good, and I am afraid that it will have to be washed off. ”

When Zheng Changhe heard this, he lost his soul and stayed for a long time before he said, "That's nothing." After all, I have to think of a way slowly, how can I do it all at once? The reluctance in his tone was reluctant, even a fool could hear it.

Chrysanthemum didn't care. She thought to herself that most of the medicine would not work, but she put her mind at ease and did not count on it. So, I went into the kitchen to help Yang make a pig into the water.

Yang listened to Chrysanthemum say what happened just now, and the disappointment on her face could be scraped off, and she was also like Zheng Changhe, saying some insincere words of encouragement and comfort, but she couldn't even comfort herself.

Chrysanthemum looked at her listless appearance, and sighed in her heart, although she had already told her, her father and mother still had too high expectations! In fact, not only them, but also before going to bed, they are full of expectations!

However, things don't seem to be so bad that they can't be saved - by the time it was time for dinner, Chrysanthemum's face didn't deteriorate, only said that it hurt a little hotly, but it didn't get worse!

So, Qin Feng and the Chrysanthemum family discussed, take a look at it one night, and wait for Ming'er to decide whether to use this medicine or not, and after washing it tomorrow, you can see the effect of the medicine.

"Originally, the master wrote to say that this medicine is changed once a day, which means that it will take about ten hours to know the effect." Qin Feng said.

As a result, the Zheng family's hope was rekindled. Zheng Changhe's face was much better, but he was still cautious, not daring to be too happy, but he couldn't stop longing for a miracle.

When Aoki came back from school, he threw the book away, grabbed her sister's shoulders with both hands and pulled her to the door, staring at her face for a long time.

In fact, the places where there were sarcomas were tightly covered with black ointment, and he couldn't see anything famous, so he couldn't wait to peel off the black ointment now, and then peel off a white, tender, and delicate sister.

Chrysanthemum was made to "giggle" out loud by his actions, and said repeatedly: "Brother, it's still very early!" I won't be able to see if it's good until tomorrow. He swept away his hand and urged him to wash his hands and eat.

Qin Feng couldn't help but laugh as he looked at the movements of the two brothers and sisters.

At dinner, Chrysanthemum was forbidden to eat spicy, salty, and greasy food, and as a result, she had to eat a bowl of green vegetables.

While Qin Feng and the people of the Zheng family were eating, they looked at the face of the chrysanthemum hopefully, as if it was not coated with medicine, but a treasure that could grow tomorrow morning.

Chrysanthemum herself decided to endure the pain for a night to see how effective the medicine was, so she went to bed early at night - with the hope of the whole family.

Who knew that at night, Chrysanthemum's face was burning like unbearable pain.

She endured it at first, but then she couldn't bear it anymore, so she got up and put on a padded jacket, trembling and touching the door, and called her brother softly. The thin voice seemed as deep and distant as a dream in the quiet night, making people feel unreal.

Aoki also kept thinking about it before going to bed, hoping that this medicine would have some effect on his sister's face and restore her appearance. In the confusion of thoughts, I don't know when I fell asleep in a daze. Suddenly, he heard Chrysanthemum whispering, and he woke up suddenly, secretly laughing that he was always thinking about his sister's face, and even dreamed of it.

Who knew that the voice of the chrysanthemum came from the dark night: "Brother, brother!" —It wasn't a dream.

After a pause, he called twice!

Only then did Aoki know that it was really not a dream, it was indeed Chrysanthemum standing at the door of the room calling him.

He suddenly became nervous, hurriedly "belched", touched his jacket again, sat up, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" ”

He thought that the chrysanthemum must be uncomfortable, otherwise he would not wake up himself at night.

Chrysanthemum said softly: "Brother, my face hurts so much." You light an oil lamp and come and see, what's going on? ”

Aoki became even more nervous when he heard this, he quickly got dressed, felt the flint on the table, lit the oil lamp, and came to the chrysanthemum's room with one hand and the other hand to protect the jumping flame.

He said to Chrysanthemum: "You go to bed and sit first, don't freeze." I'll take a look. ”

Chrysanthemum obediently went to bed and sat down, and reached out to take the oil lamp and held it, so that her brother could take a closer look.

"I feel like my face is burning and hurting, and you touch it gently with your hand to see what's going on. If the medicine works, it should be a hard shell. ”

Aoki listened to her words, looked at her carefully for a while, then gently touched his index finger, frowned and said worriedly, "Something is not right—it seems to be rotten." The place was soft, as if it had come out of water. ”

The hope of curing his sister was disappointed, and he couldn't help but feel anxious, thinking that this time he was in trouble, what should he do? According to his intentions, it is best to call Doctor Qin now. My sister is in a lot of pain, so I have to wash this medicine off quickly and re-use it. But in the middle of the night, I feel that it is not good to disturb people's sleep.

Chrysanthemum heard that her face was festering, and she was also anxious! If you have a sarcoma, it's a sarcoma, it's complete; If your face is so rotten that the red flesh rolls up and you belch, can you still see people?

She knew what her brother was hesitating, so she made her own decision and said to him, "Brother, you don't need to call Doctor Qin, wash this medicine first." You go to the kitchen to boil some boiling water, and I want to soak some wild chrysanthemum water to wash my face, otherwise this situation will get worse and worse. ”

As she spoke, she began to put on socks and cotton pants, and it was not okay to lie on the bed and not get up.

Aoki nodded, and just wanted to turn his head to find another oil lamp to light on, but heard Yang ask behind him, "Aoki, what's wrong with the chrysanthemum?" His voice trembled.

Aoki saw that he still woke up his father and mother, so he no longer hid it, and told Chrysanthemum that his face hurt badly and that he had found that it had festered.

Yang listened to the heavy feeling in his heart, the feeling of disappointment was blocked in his chest, not to mention how stuffy it was, he only felt that this night was no longer quiet, but heavy and depressing.

But she still cheered up and comforted Chrysanthemum: "Flower, forget it if you don't succeed this time." Doctor Qin will still think about it. You're not in good shape, so don't get up. I'll go with your brother to boil water and soak chrysanthemums, and bring them into the room to wash you. It's very cold outside, so you don't have to see the wind freezing cold, and it's even more troublesome at that time. ”

As he spoke, he tucked the corner of the quilt for Chrysanthemum, and when Aoki lit the oil lamp, the two went to the kitchen.

Zheng Changhe also came over in his clothes, asked about the situation, and sighed secretly in his heart, but he didn't dare to sigh, and comforted the chrysanthemum clumsily in his mouth.

Seeing that she had woken up everyone in the family, Chrysanthemum was very reluctant to go, and said to her father: "Dad, go to sleep, it's not good to see the cold." Or you can go to bed and cover it for a while. ”

Zheng Changhe smiled and said, "Say stupid things!" I'm going to put my clothes on and come back again. ”

After Yang brought a large basin of hot water with the fragrance of chrysanthemums into the room, Chrysanthemum gently scrubbed the ointment on her face with a small piece of cotton cloth under the gaze of her father and brother.

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