They've all separated, so what does it matter to me if they get poorer and poorer?

Chapter 145 Qiao'er Has a Fever
"you dare!"

The Lou family was genuinely startled.

"Second sister, let's go, hmph."

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zeng Xiaoyan grabbed her second sister, and with Xu Zhichun and Aunt Zhu'er protecting her, they hurriedly left.

The Lou family watched helplessly, not daring to stop them.

Everyone knows that their family is in the wrong. They can handle Zeng Xiaojuan alone, but now there are one, two, three, or four more, one of whom is a man, so they can't handle them anymore.

It's gotten out of hand; the whole village knows about it, and they're in the wrong for demanding more updates.

The Lou family members all looked very unhappy.

No one who has experienced a good life wants to remain poor forever. But since they lack the ability to make a comeback, and they have a wealthy in-law, they desperately try to seize the opportunity and get the big shot to help them rise to the top.

But the big boss isn't stupid. What the big boss wants is mutual benefit, mutual support, and resource exchange. Who wants to bring along a burden?
Not to mention that Mr. Zeng wasn't a big shot in the conventional sense; he was a miserly tightwad.

How confident do you have to be to try and pluck the feathers from a miserly person's body?

Lou's dissatisfaction with Zeng's family grew daily, and they increasingly looked down on Zeng Xiaojuan, often taking their anger out on her.

When Qiao'er developed a fever, the Lou family tacitly tried to join forces to force Zeng Xiaojuan to go to her parents' home to ask for an opportunity for the Lou family. Just as they were forcing her, before they could say anything, Zeng Xiaoyan and her group arrived.

They messed up their plans.

"It seems we're really incompatible with the Zeng family. It's just bad luck to be associated with them."

Aunt Lou couldn't help but complain in her anger.

Everyone who heard this felt a jolt in their hearts, as if it really made sense.

Jiang couldn't help but say, "Mother's words really make sense. Before Zeng married into our family, we lived in the city, our business was doing well, we had no worries about food and clothing, and we could even hire someone to do the work. But after Zeng came into the family, our family suffered a series of misfortunes."

Aunt Lou sneered, "That's true."

Lou Er's face darkened, and his anger surged.

Zeng was timid and cowardly, as if she was born to be bullied. People would feel an urge to hit her or curse her whenever they saw her, otherwise it would be a disservice to her cowardly and weak appearance.

If it weren't for her being a daughter of the Zeng family, who would want to marry her? It would be pointless.

But if she has lost this little bit of value as a daughter of the Zeng family, then why keep her in the house as an eyesore?
Zeng Xiaoyan and the others rushed to the city clinic, where the doctor frowned and scolded them: "Why did you take so long to bring them here when they were already burning up like this?"

After the consultation, prescription dispensing, and payment, Zeng Xiaoyan paid extra and requested that her child lie down and rest in a wing room behind the inn, and that the clinic prepare a dose of medicine for him before he left. The clinic offered this service, and seeing that the child's condition was indeed quite poor, she nodded in agreement.

"Alright, we'll provide charcoal and a medicine pot, but you'll have to brew the medicine yourselves. Drink it as soon as it's ready, and you'll only have a fifteen-minute break before you have to leave."

"Yes, thank you very much, Dr. Tang."

Xu Zhichun said, "Sister Xiaojuan, let Aunt Zhu'er accompany you to brew the medicine. Xiaoyan and I will take care of Qiao'er here, so don't worry."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Zeng Xiaojuan was anxious and flustered, completely at a loss. She rushed off to get help from someone who could make a decision for her.

Aunt Zhu'er was meticulous, and with her there, there was no doubt that the medicine would be prepared correctly, so she accompanied Zeng Xiaojuan.

Liang Mingliang found a place to sit and wait outside the side room. The side room was not big and could not hold so many people.

Qiao'er lay there, thin and frail like a twig, limp and motionless, so fragile that she seemed to fall apart at the slightest touch.

Zeng Xiaoyan gritted her teeth and cursed under her breath. "Sister-in-law Zhichun, how can I help Second Sister and Qiao'er?"

Zeng Xiaoyan was also somewhat bewildered. She considered many possibilities, but none of them were feasible.

That's just my second sister's personality. Expecting her to suddenly stand up and defeat the entire Lou family? That's wishful thinking.

Divorce? Leaving aside whether the Lou family would easily agree, even if they did, things wouldn't necessarily be better for her if she returned to the Zeng family. If she didn't go to the Zeng family, where else could she go?

But if they don't get a divorce, what will she do in the future?
Not every day is as coincidental as today.

Qiao'er's condition was already very bad, and Zeng Xiaoyan didn't even dare to think what would have happened if they had arrived even a moment later.

Xu Zhichun said softly, "Let's heal Qiao'er first."

Zeng Xiaoyan forced a smile and said, "Mm."

Qiao'er shifted slightly, groaning as if she was uncomfortable. Zeng Xiaoyan was delighted, touched her face, and gently shook her: "Qiao'er, Qiao'er, it's your auntie, do you still recognize me?"

Qiao'er's eyelids twitched, and her eyes slowly opened a crack. Bright light shone through her eyes, and a slight smile appeared on her rosy cheeks. "Auntie..."

"Yes, Auntie's here to see you. Get well soon, okay?"

"Mother, mother"

"Your mother has gone to brew your medicine. She'll be back in a bit. Be a good girl and drink your medicine, okay? You'll feel better after you drink it. Your auntie will also buy you some delicious food."

"Thank you, Auntie."

"So good."

Zeng Xiaoyan gently stroked her face, unable to imagine what would happen if such a well-behaved yet fragile child were sent back to the Lou family's den of wolves.

Xu Zhichun went out and poured a glass of warm water. Zeng Xiaoyan quickly hugged Qiao'er and sat her in her lap. Xu Zhichun carefully fed her, "Come on, drink slowly."

Qiao'er obediently opened her mouth, and the warm water entered her mouth. Qiao'er's eyes lit up, and she was about to say something when Xu Zhichun smiled gently: "Drink it quickly, and then rest well. The medicine should be ready soon."

She added Tylenol to the warm water. Qiao'er is much younger than Mingxuan, so she didn't add much. It dissolves in the water and you can't see it unless you look closely. It will definitely taste sweet.

Especially for poor little Qiao'er, who rarely comes into contact with sweetness, the sweetness will be very noticeable.

She had just wanted to exclaim, "So sweet!", but Xu Zhichun dared not let her say it.

People with fevers are thirsty and need to drink a lot of water. This warm water was sweet and Qiao'er liked it very much. She didn't want to waste a drop and drank it all down.

Zeng Xiaoyan felt heartbroken and guilty: she really didn't know how to take care of people; her little niece was so thirsty and she didn't even notice.

This shouldn't be done, it's absolutely wrong.

After Qiao'er drank the water, Xu Zhichun helped her lie down gently. "You stay here and watch over it. I'll go check on the medicine."

"Ah."

Xu Zhichun went over to check the medicine and offered Zeng Xiaojuan a few kind words of comfort. Then she smiled and said, "Qiao'er just woke up. Xiaoyan and I fed her a small bowl of warm water. She even asked about you. Sister Xiaojuan, why don't you go and keep her company? With her own mother by her side, she might be happier. Aunt Zhu'er and I are fine here."

Zeng Xiaojuan was still worried about her daughter, and she trusted her sister's friend, so she thanked her and left quickly.

About fifteen minutes later, the medicine should be ready. Xu Zhichun sent Aunt Zhu'er away to ask if there was any gauze to filter it.

As soon as Aunt Zhu walked away, she quickly poured a small amount of the medicine into a bowl, added more than half a bowl of warm water, and carried the bowl of medicine to the side room.

(End of this chapter)