: Two hundred and fifty-six Excessive blood loss (?? chanting doll i and Shibi +)

: Two hundred and fifty-six Excessive blood loss (?? chanting doll i and Shibi +)

These days, Shen Jiao's drowsiness is in his eyes and Han Qixiu is anxious in his heart. Although the body of the squeamish bag was also weak in the past, it is not like now. It's not normal!

That old man didn't tell the truth at all, he must have concealed the true condition of the squeamish bag!

While everyone was picking tea and fruit, Han Qixiu dragged Mr. Qi to a hidden place and forced him to question him.

"What's wrong with Jiaojiao?"

Mr. Qi's heart skipped a beat and said with a smile, "Didn't I say, anemia, just replenish blood!"

"Fart, my lord, I was about to feed Jiaojiao blood, why haven't I gotten better, but I'm getting more and more lethargic?" Han Qixiu scolded her angrily.

Mr. Qi still wanted to fight haha, Han Qixiu smiled coldly and threatened: "It's okay if you don't tell the truth, I'll inform my friends in Kyoto, and bring your precious second concubine's family to the village to work and transform, anyway. You are a fake divorce, but the husband and wife are very loving, you think I am right?"

Mr. Qi's face changed greatly, and in the cold weather, fine beads of sweat appeared. He forced a smile and said, "Qi Xiu, don't be joking. Now my wife and son are separated, everyone is betrayed, and the old man is alone!"

Seeing that the old man was still dead, Han Qixiu couldn't help getting angry, and said coldly: "I never joke, you don't believe it, you will no longer be an old man in a few days, your clothes will be washed, and your meals will be burned. Three generations of a family live together!"

Mr. Qi glanced at Han Qixiu, and was so frightened by his cold eyes that his heart almost broke, he sighed helplessly, and begged for mercy with a bitter face: "I believe in you, how dare you believe it, I say."

Han Qixiu didn't speak. He looked at the slippery old man with a half-smile, and Mr. Qi's scalp was numb.

Without waiting for Han Qixiu to ask, Mr. Qi himself poured out the bitter water: "There are two evil obstacles in the family, and I have offended Brother Shen for a long time. Brother Shen misunderstood me deeply, and always thought that I had abetted the two evil obstacles. The one who stole the prescription, Qi Xiu, tell me, where am I like that?"

"You're not a good person either, don't pretend to be innocent here!"

Han Qixiu sneered, this old man kept saying that he wanted to learn from Lao Tzu's way of inaction, but in fact he was not ordinary cunning. If the old man didn't know anything about what Qi Huamin did, he would chop his head off and use it as a chair.

Mr. Qi choked, ignored Han Qixiu, and said to himself, "It's because of these two evils that I haven't been able to eat good food or drink good wine recently, and a bird has faded out of my mouth all day long..."

"Don't talk nonsense, tell the young master the key points!" Han Qixiu shouted impatiently.

"Oh, that's the point, don't worry, things have to be explained clearly, why don't they explain it clearly!"

Mr. Qi said that he was still complacent, and was very unhappy that someone interrupted his conversation, but when he saw the black-faced Mr. Han, his back became cold again, and he continued to talk.

"Because the Shen family has a deep misunderstanding of me, I don't dare to say some things casually. Besides, I'm not sure about Shen Jiao's illness. It's very strange, so I don't dare to say nonsense..."

Han Qixiu resisted the urge to beat someone, and interrupted the long-winded old man with a deep voice: "What's the disease? You make it clear to me. If you continue to talk about it, I will immediately let your second aunt come over."

Master Qi was so frightened that he shivered and said hurriedly, "I suspect that Jiaojiao has lost too much blood and has damaged her foundation. This needs to be raised slowly, and it will be difficult to raise for a while."

Han Qixiu asked suspiciously, "Too much blood loss? When did Jiaojiao get hurt?"

Mr. Qi patted his thigh, as if he had found a bosom friend, and said excitedly, "That's why I'm puzzled. It's obvious that the pulse I measured is too much blood loss, but Jiaojiao doesn't have any wounds on her body, so how could she lose blood? Too much?"

"Furthermore, this Jiaojiao Sunflower Water didn't come. Even if Sunflower Water came, it would be impossible to lose so much blood, so I can't make up my mind..."

Han Qixiu got the answer, and he was too lazy to listen to the old man's long-winded words, so he walked away.

Shen Jiao came to Zhu Siya and Shen Jiaxing's group. The elderly, children, and women were in this group. The camellia tree was shorter, and the fruit could be picked without climbing a ladder.

"Jiaojiao is getting up, it's better to go out to exercise." Shen Jiaxing tried to hide his worries and gave Shen Jiao a clean place with a smile.

Shen Jiao stood over to pick the fruit. This year's fruit grew very well, at least 30% more than in previous years. According to Han Defu, fruit trees are also divided into large and small years. One year has a bumper harvest, and the next year will definitely reduce production. They said it was because the fruit trees were tired and had to take a breath!

Han Qixiu came over, and when he saw Shen Jiao's pale face, his heart twitched. How he hoped that the squeamish bag would be as healthy as when he was on the farm!

Xinquan Village eats well, lives well, and has a much better environment, so why is Jiaoqibao's body getting worse?

And what happened to the excessive blood loss that Old Man Qi said?

How could the squeamish bag lose too much blood?

Obviously there is no wound on his body!

No, there is a wound. Last month, the squeamish bag had a small cut on her finger. She said it was accidentally cut while cutting vegetables. At that time, he saw that the cut was not deep, so he didn't take it to heart, he just stopped being squeamish. Pack a knife.

Is it...

Han Qixiu was suspicious walked up to Shen Jiao and asked, "Jiaojiao pick carefully, but don't break the wound."

Shen Jiao giggled, stretched out her left finger and shook it in front of him: "It's almost done, it's not in the way!"

Han Qixiu grabbed Shen Jiao's hand and inspected it carefully. The wound was indeed very small, so small that he wouldn't take it seriously if he cut such an incision, but the target was a squeamish bag, so naturally he had to be treated differently.

How could his delicate bag, which he took care of so carefully, be injured?

Not even a mosquito can bite!

Shen Jiaxing said from the side: "Jiaojiao, you should use less knives in the future. In all, you have cut your fingers three times. Next time, you won't be so lucky. Maybe your fingers will be cut off."

Han Qixiu asked subconsciously, "When did Jiaojiao cut off her hand?"

"I cut it once a few months ago, and I cut it once on the farm last winter. It's always that finger, and it's still..." Shen Jiaxing patted his thigh as if he had remembered something.

"Jiaojiao, I think you should be fighting with the kitchen knife. Every time you cut your finger, you will get sick. The first two times you have a fever, but this time it's better. If you touch the kitchen knife, don't touch it at all, grandpa is here to cook!"

Shen Jiaxing felt as if he had thought of the crux of the problem.

Shen Jiao felt a little guilty, her illness was indeed related to the knife, but the knife was innocent!

Looking at Shen Jiao's dodging eyes, Han Qixiu was thoughtful, it seems that the squeamishness is really related to the knife!

The old sheep loves to eat fish and said that the fifth watch will be sent. Tomorrow will still be the fifth watch. I will first complete the addition of the reward owed, and then add the monthly ticket. No hurry, haha, good night, good dream!