No matter how unwilling Han Daya was to accept her fate, Han Ze was devoted to recuperating. Without a healthy body, nothing else mattered. In just ten days, he was much better. Lying in bed for so long that his bones would rust. In the early morning and evening when the sun was gentle, he would go out of the yard and stroll slowly in the village to relax his muscles.
The villagers saw that he had gone out for a walk in just a few days, and they were muttering in their hearts that the old couple Han Youtian had changed from their usual sad faces in the past two days, and were full of joy wherever they went. When they asked, they found out that Han Ze's health had improved.
Thinking back to a few days ago, Han Ze had been in a coma for several days and was dying. Unexpectedly, he was lucky enough that the King of Hell was unwilling to take him away, and he woke up on his own. Now, seeing that his face was no longer pale as before, and his complexion had become rosy, he was obviously much healthier, so I guess he was really well again.
Han Ze is not destined to die. People say that those who survive a great disaster will have good fortune in the future. I wonder if Han Ze will take the exam after he recovers? Will he faint in the exam room again
Seeing that Han Ze's health was getting better day by day, Han Daya was secretly anxious. She secretly took some tonic herbs from home. All tonic herbs were not cheap. She felt painful when she thought about giving them to Han Ze. She had to go to the butcher's stall to buy bones and stew them together. She couldn't just kill her own chicken.
Wang Caiwei was sincerely grateful and admired her elder sister-in-law for being so caring towards her husband. If her brother from her natal family fell ill, she would feel ashamed and think that she could not do as well as her elder sister-in-law and that she was not as good as her.
"Sister, let me make the soup." The elder sister-in-law had already prepared the ingredients and medicinal materials, so she could still make the soup.
Han Daya certainly couldn't let her stew it, so she smiled and said, "For a nourishing soup, you need to control the heat. If you don't control the heat well, the medicinal effect will be lost easily. You do your thing, I'll do it."
Wang Caiwei was grateful but did not say any words of thanks. She just waited for her husband to recover from his serious illness so that he could thank her in person.
Other people in the Han family also praised Han Daya, especially the old lady Han, who whispered to Han Youtian in private that the daughter was caring and understood her mother's concerns, unlike the two younger daughters-in-law who only knew how to gossip.
The second and third wives also had something to say. They hid in the house and complained to their husbands, "My parents are partial to me, and even my eldest sister-in-law is partial to the eldest brother."
Erlang Sanlang scolded his wife, "Brother is not in good health, so Dad, Mom and Big Sister should take better care of him. Do you also want me to be in poor health?"
Erlang and Sanlang's wives immediately shut up. They would rather their parents and elder sister-in-law favor the eldest son than have their own husbands in poor health.
After the tonic soup was cooked, Han Daya picked out the herbs and secretly threw them away. She personally served a bowl of soup to Han Ze. Han Ze looked at the bowl of fragrant tonic soup and didn't feel her care at all. He just felt creepy. He contacted the system in his mind and covered his nose and said, "Sister, what did you cook?"
Han Daya smiled and said, "Brother, you are so sick and weak. I made you a pot of nourishing soup. Once you drink it, you will definitely get better."
Old lady Han said, "Boss, drink it while it's hot. Your elder sister has been waiting all morning."
Wang Caiwei also chimed in, "Yes, husband, drink it while it's hot."
Han Daya had a proud look in her eyes and handed the bowl to Han Ze. Han Ze took the bowl and the voice of the system rang in his mind.
System: This bowl of soup contains all kinds of tonic herbs and other medicines that are harmful to the body. Your body is weak to begin with, so it can only be warmed up, not replenished.
Han Ze looked at the soup in the bowl and retched. He handed the bowl to Wang Caiwei and walked a few steps to the side. When he could no longer smell the soup, he waved his hand and said weakly, "Caiwei, don't come over. I want to vomit when I smell that smell."
Wang Caiwei and Mrs. Han were startled by his actions. Wang Caiwei asked anxiously, "Husband, what's wrong with you?"
Mrs. Han was also worried. Why did her son feel like vomiting? Could it be that he was sick again
Only Han Daya's face showed no trace of worry. Instead, she smiled. She was wondering if Han Ze's illness had not been cured and had recurred. This was really great. She wouldn't have to waste the medicinal herbs at home.
Han Ze shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Mom, maybe I drank too much medicine some time ago. Now I can't stand the smell of medicine. I feel nauseous and want to vomit when I smell it."
It wasn't a sickness, it was all for nothing. At that moment, Han Daya didn't know how to describe her feelings, disappointment, unwillingness, disbelief, and anger. She never expected Han Ze to react like this, she worked so hard to make the tonic soup, but he was disgusted and wanted to vomit, this eldest brother really was her bad luck.
Old Lady Han and Wang Caiwei heaved a sigh of relief. Old Lady Han kept saying, "It's good that you're not sick, it's good that you're not sick!"
Han Ze explained: "Mom, I'm not sick, don't worry, as long as you don't smell the medicine, you won't vomit."
Old Lady Han's heart, which had been relaxed, was lifted up again: "If you vomit as soon as you smell the medicine, then you won't be able to take medicine in the future, right?"
Han Ze smiled and said, "I think it won't happen after a while."
Old Mrs. Han was still worried, but she wasn't as worried as before. Thinking about how her eldest daughter had been busy all morning making soup, but Han Ze couldn't drink it, she looked regretful and said, "What kind of fate do you have? Your eldest sister said you were weak, so she made a tonic soup for you, but you didn't even get to enjoy it."
Han Ze looked at Han Daya and said apologetically, "Sister, I made you work in vain."
Of course, it was a waste of time. This sentence touched Han Daya's heart. So many tonics would cost so much money. She felt heartbroken just thinking about it. But Han Ze couldn't stand the smell of medicine and couldn't drink the tonic soup. It wasn't a waste of time. She was particularly unwilling and said, "Brother, can you really not stand the smell at all? It doesn't matter if you drink a little or a little, it's okay if you vomit. It's better than not drinking it."
Han Ze's handsome face suddenly turned bitter: "Sister, I know you are worried about me, but I really can't stand the smell of medicine. Besides, I have finally recovered. If I drink the tonic soup and vomit too much, I am afraid that I will have another attack. I don't want to have an attack."
Old Lady Han was startled. The eldest son must not get sick. She hurriedly said, "Han Ze cannot stand the smell of medicine, so forget it. This is a tonic soup, not medicine. It will be okay for a healthy person to drink it, right?"
Han Daya's face didn't look very good. "Why would you drink tonic medicine when you are not sick?"
Old Lady Han thought for a moment and suggested, "Your mother-in-law was ill a few days ago. Why don't you take the soup back and give it to your mother-in-law to nourish her body?"
Han Daya's face became even worse. Her father-in-law and her husband were doctors. They had sensitive noses. If they took the soup back, it would definitely be exposed. Besides, she added other medicinal herbs to it, so she didn't dare to give it to them. She said, "This is the tonic soup I made for Han Ze. Mother-in-law can't eat it casually. Only Han Ze can drink it, otherwise it will be wasted."
Han Ze said, "You guys take your time to discuss this. I'm going back to the house."
Having said that, without waiting for anyone to respond, he fled into the house.
Old Lady Han found it funny. She pointed at his back and muttered to Wang Caiwei beside her: "This Han Ze, is it possible that he doesn't want to drink the tonic soup? Can I force him to drink it? Why is he hiding?"
Wang Caiwei smiled, "My husband was afraid of taking medicine at first. He was not feeling well at that time, so he had no choice. Now that he is better, it's not that he doesn't want to take medicine."
Old Lady Han shook her head and sighed, "Ever since he was little, he didn't like taking medicine. Unfortunately, he is the weakest one, so when the seasons change, he gets sick and has to take medicine."
In the end, Han Daya took the pot of nourishing soup away. She couldn't give it to her family, and she didn't dare to drink it carelessly. She could only pour it out reluctantly. After pouring out the soup, she returned home listlessly and dejectedly.
It was more than one or two taels of silver. If Han Ze had eaten it and it had played a role, it would have been fine. But it was all wasted. This was more painful than digging out her heart. She hated it again. Han Ze was indeed her nemesis.
A few days ago, Han Ze was in a coma and lying in bed unconscious, which scared the children. Even though their father is in good health now, they dare not relax for a moment and take care of their father as if he were their own child. Whatever delicious food on the table is served to their father first, he is the first to eat it.
Han Ze felt bitter in his heart, but he did not reject the children's kindness. He picked up the chopsticks and took a bite. Seeing the children smiling, he felt relieved.
Another twenty days passed, and Han Ze had taken all the medicines that the system had prescribed, and he was completely healed. Mrs. Han was worried, so she asked Wang Caiwei to take him to the town to see a doctor. The doctor took his pulse, and after the pulse check, the doctor scolded them. Why see a doctor if you are not sick? Are you looking for trouble
The two of them ran out of the clinic in shame. Even so, Wang Caiwei smiled. Even the doctor said that her husband was not sick, so her husband was really healed.
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