Chapter 908 Mother and Daughter Recognize

The woodcutter lay down and said, "It's time for you, doctor."

"It doesn't matter." Zian sat on the edge of the bed, his previously sluggish expression calmed down, and he put on a professional face, "Show me the wound."

The woodcutter's wife hastily stepped forward to stretch herself, and lifted the quilt to expose her legs.

The medicine prescribed by the previous doctor was wrapped around the leg, and there was some redness around the wound, and the symptoms of inflammation did not go away.

"How many days has it been?" Zi'an asked.

"Thirteen days," replied the woodcutter's wife.

Zi'an nodded, unwrapped the medicine bag, saw the wound, and it really had symptoms of inflammation.

The wound was huge, and the wounds on both sides were similar, but the left leg looked more serious, because the calf was swollen all over.

Zian stretched out his hand and pressed near the wound, "Does it hurt?"

The woodcutter gasped in pain, "It hurts!"

"Let me check to see if there is any problem with the bones other than the wound." Zian stood up and touched his wound with both hands. The right leg is only a problem with the wound, but the left leg has a broken bone and needs to be splinted.

"What prescription did you prescribe before?" Zian asked.

"I'll get it." The woodcutter lady quickly took out a prescription from the drawer, "It was prescribed by that doctor, and the medicine is very expensive."

Zian took it over to look at it, and frowned slightly, "Why do people like you prescribe such expensive medicine for you? What is the use of this ginseng for external injuries?"

"The doctor said that I lost a lot of blood before, which damaged my foundation and energy. I need to eat ginseng to make up for it. He said that the injury will heal faster when the foundation is good."

Zian was a little annoyed, "If there is an injury to treat an injury, what is the basis for the treatment? Moreover, there are many medicinal herbs for wound healing, as long as they are suitable, you don't need to spend the most expensive ones. If you use ginseng, many medicines can't be used."

The woodcutter's wife panicked, "What should I do?"

Zian considered it for a while, and said, "I'll prescribe another prescription, you go get the medicine, the cost of this medicine will not exceed ten yuan."

"Doctor Xia, the medicine is so cheap, can it be cured?" Gao Fengtian asked beside him.

"Take the right medicine and it will be cured," Zi'an said.

Gao Fengtian heaved a sigh of relief, and muttered angrily: "I, Gao Fengtian, have been lied to? Get rid of that old grandson sooner or later."

"It doesn't matter if the injury is serious, and it's enough to reconnect the broken bone. I will clamp your broken bone with two wooden planks and let it grow slowly. After about a month, you will be able to get up and walk." Zi'an said .

The woodcutter and his wife looked at each other in disbelief.

"But, the doctor said, he can't stand up again." The woodcutter's wife wept with joy.

"Nonsense, if he didn't say that, how could he earn so much money from you? Besides, he made the injury more serious, and he recovered in the end, so his reputation will go out." Zian frowned.

The woodcutter's wife was very angry and was about to speak when she heard a child crying outside.

Murong Jie went out first, and saw a woman in her fifties coming in holding Tian En, Tian En was crying miserably, her face was covered with crystal tears, and her palms were bleeding.

Mrs. Xu was startled when she saw a man here suddenly, and swallowed the words as soon as they came to her lips. When she saw the woodcutter's wife come out, she hurriedly said sorry, "I just arrived in the kitchen I went to cook sweet potatoes, and the two children started fighting, and my eldest grandson was really hateful, he pushed Tian En to the ground, hit a stone, and bled."

The woodcutter's wife was very distressed, but she asked someone to help take care of the child. Even if something happened, she couldn't blame others. There is a doctor here, just ask her to help with it, thank you, I will thank you later."

When Aunt Xu saw that she had guests at home, she went back.

As soon as Mrs. Xu left, the woodcutter lady let go of her grace, looked at the wound on her palm with distress, and said, "Does it hurt? You child, do you know that you will hide from your brother in the future?"

"It hurts!" Tian En pouted and cried again.

Although Murong Jie wasn't sure that Tian En was his daughter, the face that resembled Zi An was crying so sadly, his heart ached so much, he said, "It's still bleeding, I'll stop her bleeding first."

He held Tianen in one hand and went in. Just as Zian finished the prescription, when he looked up and saw Tianen, she was completely stunned.

"Zian, this child dropped his hand, take a quick look." Murong Jie said while looking at her expression.

Seeing the bright red blood on her palm, Zian's mind replayed scenes and scenes of the blood stains on her daughter's body when she was born that day, and that small face looked exactly like his own from the eyebrows and eyes.

"Old Qi!" She was in a panic, an indescribable panic in her heart.

"Zian, Zi'an," Murong Jie quickly comforted, "The child is injured, let's take care of the child first."

Tianen was crying, and there was a newborn child crying in her mind. When she stood up, she suddenly felt dizzy, and when her eyes went dark, she rushed forward.

Murong Jie hugged Tianen with one hand and Zian with the other.

Rou Yao came in quickly, hugged Tian En and went out to stop the bleeding, and asked Murong Jie to settle Zi'an first.

After Rou Yao stopped the bleeding, she came in immediately, and when she took out the needle bag to administer the needle, Zian came over slowly.

Murong Jie hugged her, she was looking around, asking eagerly, with tears in her eyes, she asked tremblingly: "Where is that child? Where is that child?"

The woodcutter sighed softly, then went to the cabinet and opened it, took out a wooden box, she took it out and put it on the table, then opened the buckle of the wooden box and took out half of the clothes, "Does the princess recognize this clothes?"

Zian covered his mouth, his face switched between ecstasy and great sadness, tears fell down, he opened his mouth, and finally managed to say a word, "You... where did you get it from?"

Before giving birth, she took off her outer garment, tore open the two sides, and wrapped her son on one side and her daughter on the other.

It was this dress, which was made for her by the skillful girl Nana in Miao Jiang when she was in Miao Jiang.

Murong Jie and Gao Fengtian also looked at each other, both of them were a bit puzzled, this woodcutter lady...

Could it be that God's favor is true?

The woodcutter lady sat down slowly, "To be honest, Tianen was brought back from Miaojiang Mountain by my husband. When I brought him back, he was wrapped in this half of the clothes, and there was nothing else to prove his identity. I wanted to throw it away several times, because I felt that Tianen was discarded by people. In such a mountain, it was a newborn baby. If it hadn't been discarded, how could it be there? But after thinking about it, I was also afraid of God. En's parents came to the door, so they didn't throw away the clothes, they kept them there."

After hearing what the woodcutter's wife said, Zi'an cried and fell into Murong Jie's arms, crying almost heartbreakingly, the pain that had been suppressed in his heart these days seemed to burst out all at once.

The ecstasy in Murong Jie's heart was no less than hers, the man did not shed tears lightly, but he did not reach the point of sadness, this time, he really shed tears.

The woodcutter and his wife looked at each other and moistened the corners of their eyes.

Rou Yao hugged Tian En tightly, and cried, "So, Tian En is Zi'an's daughter?"