Farm Girl's Manor-Chapter 1366: Outsider - 8: Healing, Nightmare_3

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Chapter 1366: Outsider Chapter 8: Healing, Nightmare_3

Cui Qingrou heeded Mo Yan’s words and remained motionless in the bath barrel. Initially, she felt a slight itch on her skin, as if something was burrowing into it. Before long, the itching turned into a prickling pain, as if countless tiny ants were biting her.

Even though she was already uncomfortable, Cui Qingrou still didn’t move. Her face revealed nothing, but her exposed and slightly trembling shoulders betrayed her distress.

"Hmm——"

When the third bottle of Medical Liquid Essence was poured into the bath barrel, a restrained moan escaped from Cui Qingrou’s lips as though she was enduring the most brutal torture.

Cui Qingrou felt as if her skin was being sliced by the sharpest of blades. Had it not been for the last bit of clarity convincing her to persist, reminding her not to let her daughter’s kindness be in vain, she would have risen from the bath barrel already.

"Mother, how do you feel? If you can’t persevere, I will help you out right now!" Seeing her mother’s face wreathed in forbearance, sweat flowing down like a small stream, Mo Yan’s expressions grew anxious, fearful that her mother couldn’t bear it.

She had only soaked in Spirit Spring Water before. Aside from the ant-bite-like pain after each level-up, she did not know any other sensations. She was unclear how painful this medicinal bath could be, but she knew it was beyond what normal people could tolerate.

Cui Qingrou opened her eyes with difficulty and managed a weak smile to reassure her anxious daughter, "It’s, it’s nothing... Mother... Mother can... endure..."

Mo Yan hesitated as she looked at the remaining two bottles of Medical Liquid Essence, not sure whether to continue adding them. Adding them would greatly increase the chances of success, but without adding, all their efforts would be wasted. Even if they tried again, the effect would not be as good as the first time, and she would have to suffer once more.

Cui Qingrou noticed Mo Yan’s dilemma and gave a trusting smile, "Yan, Yanyan, add it, Mother... Mother can withstand... can withstand it."

Mo Yan’s eyes reddened, and she gritted her teeth as she poured the two bottles of Medical Liquid Essence into the bath barrel one after the other before staring intently at her mother, ready to lift her out at the slightest sign of trouble.

"Hmm... Hmm..."

Cui Qingrou’s expression grew even more agonized; she bit down hard, gripping the sides of the barrel with such force that her nails almost deformed and broke off, emitting anguished moans that she could barely suppress.

"Mother, open your mouth fast!" Mo Yan hurriedly took a clean handkerchief and stuffed it into her mother’s mouth to prevent her from accidentally biting her own tongue in her unconsciousness.

Cui Qingrou, nearly unconscious with pain, saw the handkerchief and grasped Mo Yan’s intent, biting down on it tightly as she opened her mouth slightly.

"Ah——"

At that moment, a surge of sharp pain struck her from the lower abdomen, as if she had been cruelly stabbed. The pain turned Cui Qingrou’s complexion ghostly pale, and she let out a piercing scream, unable to keep the handkerchief in her mouth any longer.

"Mother, just hang on a little longer, it will soon get better, you must hold on——"

Mo Yan was frantic with anxiety but powerless, all she could do was hold her mother’s hand, encouraging her over and over again. The medicinal bath wasn’t life-threatening, and now that they had come this far, they had to persist at all costs.

Cui Qingrou was in so much pain she couldn’t straighten her back, as if all the pain was concentrated in her lower abdomen. She responded to Mo Yan with moans of agony, each more pained than the last, until finally her vision blurred, and she fainted...

When Cui Qingrou regained consciousness, it was already dark. She groggily opened her eyes and, seeing the familiar ceiling, realized she was lying on her bed.

"Rourou, you’re awake?" Mo Qingze, who had been watching over her bedside, exclaimed excitedly upon seeing his wife open her eyes.

"Husband..." As soon as Cui Qingrou saw her husband, she struggled to get up, but was gently pushed back down by a pair of strong hands.

"Don’t move, your body is still weak. Yanyan said you must stay in bed for two days, during which you can’t be exposed to drafts or the cold," Mo Qingze said tenderly as he stroked his wife’s temple, soothing her.

Hearing this, Cui Qingrou lay back down obediently without any further struggle. "Husband, is Yanyan back home yet?" she asked.

Mo Qingze nodded, then his expression sternly shifted to one of reproach, "You too... When Yanyan acts recklessly, you join in her recklessness. Could you not have waited for your husband to come back and treat you?" freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

Far from being upset by the reprimand, Cui Qingrou felt a gooey sweetness in her heart and rare teasing emerged, "Look at you, I suspect that if I just called out, you would never let me take that medicinal bath. How could Yanyan wait for you to return?"