189 Xie Jun’s Painful Acupuncture Treatment
“Alright.” Chuchu agreed without even thinking about it.
It was too inconvenient with Xin Lichuan around. She could not find a chance to eat something tasty.
If he hadn’t been so badly injured, she would have sent him away long ago, in case he should disturb her idyllic retirement life.
Seeing that she agreed without hesitation, Xie Heng smiled slightly.
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“Then, we go to the town tomorrow.”
“Okay.”
Xin Lichuan was relieved to learn that he could return to the city.
But when he saw a fish head in his bowl and a finger-licking delicious boiled fish on the table, he felt that nothing tasted good anymore.
When he finished eating the fish head, Chuchu put a few slices of fish in his bowls using public chopsticks. “Head manager, have a try.”
The fish was oily but not greasy, spicy but not dry, numb but not bitter, and smooth and tender… It immediately lit up his eyes.
“Is this what you call boiled fish?”
“Yes.”
Xie Heng said his words as if every word was gold. He remained silent while removing fish bones for Chuchu and Xie Jun.
“Mr. Xie, let’s make a deal. Could you sell me the recipe for this boiled fish?” Xin Lichuan looked at Xie Heng. “We can negotiate the price.”
Xie Heng replied, “You have to ask Chuchu about this. She gave me the recipe.”
Xin Lichuan was suspicious.
He had never seen Chuchu cook during his time at the Xie family’s house. Xie Heng was the only one responsible for cooking. How could Chuchu give him the recipe?
Chuchu noticed his suspicion and raised her eyebrows slightly. “What price can you offer?”
“Well.” He put up his palm.
“50?”
“No. 500, but you have to promise that you won’t give the recipe to anyone else in the future.”
Selling recipes for money? It actually happened like in the novels!
Zhao Chuchu had eaten at Visitor’s Aroma. The cooking style was monotonous in an old restaurant like the fish meal, mainly steaming, boiling, and roasting.
According to Xie Heng, in the previous dynasty, chopped raw food was the main dish.
Chopped raw food meant uncooked raw meat. They were sliced and eaten, mostly for fish. The fresh flavor was the only requirement, similar to the present sushi.
But these dishes from future ages, after thousands of years of development and optimization, were the essence of the major cuisines. Since they could easily beat all dishes in this era.
No wonder Xin Lichuan was so eager to get the recipe.
With these dishes, they didn’t need to worry about not being able to keep the diners.
“I’ll think about it.” Zhao Chuchu didn’t accept his price at first.
She was considering whether she could organize the recipes to sell or not.
Many cuisines were available, and one cuisine could be classified in three books… This was all money.
“800!” Xin Lichuan was a decisive man. He immediately raised the price.
No business could not be negotiated with enough money.
As the saying goes, “Money talks.”
“Deal.” Chuchu agreed.
“But I don’t have any money with me now. I have to go back to the county,” Xin Lichuan confessed.
“Are you setting a trap for us to trade nothing for something, head manager?”
“It’s a pity that you guys don’t fall into the trap.”
If Chuchu and Xie Heng were an ordinary couple, he could have set the trap.
Unfortunately, these two were even more sophisticated than old foxes. He wouldn’t be able to get away with it even if he set a trap.
What’s more, he owed his life to them. So, he would never return the favor to them with a trap.
After eating, Chuchu took Xie Jun out for a walk and taught him about medicine.
When she came back, she made Xie Jun take his medicine and started to insert needles into Xie Jun’s body parts. The acupuncture treatment slowly removed the poison that Xie Jun inherited from his mother’s womb.
When the needles were inserted, Xie Jun was in great pain. But he held it every time, biting his handkerchief without saying a word.
Seeing Xie Jun getting pale and sweaty, Chuchu couldn’t help but feel sorry for him.
“Are you having a hard time, Junjun?”
She wiped off his sweats.
Xie Jun forced a faint smile and said weakly, “I, I’m fine, I can hold it.”
Chuchu stroked his head. “Don’t be afraid. It’s only in the first month that you will be in pain. In another 20 days or so, you will only need to take medicine.”
“Still, 20 more days?” Xie Jun was dumbfounded at this.
No matter how well-behaved he was, after all, he was only a 10-year-old child.
To him, the process of forcing poison out was even more painful than the symptoms. There was more or less some fear in his heart.
“Yes, but after this period, you won’t feel any pain in winter. You won’t have to take medicine all the time, and your brother won’t need to take care of you all night long.”
Xie Jun curled his lips. His eyes were red from tears. “Sister-in-law, I can get through it.”
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He didn’t want to become a burden to his brother and sister-in-law.
“Good boy.” Chuchu wiped off the cold sweat that kept falling for him.
It took a quarter of an hour to apply the needles.
After the silver needles were removed, Xie Jun was so prostrated that he couldn’t even move a bit on the bed.
At this time, Xie Heng brought in hot water, wiped Xie Jun’s body, and changed his wet clothes, in case he caught a cold.
When Chuchu went out, Xie Jun said tearfully, “Brother, it hurts to apply needles.”
Xie Heng’s movement paused in a trance. He seemed to see a skinny, bony teenager from his previous life being tortured by the poisonous attack, hugging him and crying that it hurt so much that he didn’t want to live anymore.
But at that time, even though Xie Jun did not want to live, for his sake, he still held on until the poison flowed into his internal organs and until there was no cure.
Xie Heng was touched by this. He said in a warm voice, “It only hurts for a while. You will never have to feel the pain again in the future. Junjun, be strong. Don’t cry in front of your sister-in-law.”
“No. I only said this to you,” Xie Jun choked out the words. It was not that he felt aggrieved from the pain, but he was used to relying on Xie Heng. He couldn’t help shedding tears when seeing his brother. It had become an instinct.
“Don’t be afraid, Junjun. I will always be by your side.” Xie Heng stroked his head.
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He would also have his revenge a million times on the person who convicted all of this.
Xie Jun hugged him and cried silently.
He didn’t dare to cry in front of Chuchu, but he never needed to hide it in front of his brother.
He was smart enough to know that he wasn’t sick, but he didn’t ask his brother exactly what it was about.
He didn’t want to put Xie Heng under too much pressure.
Xie Heng lowered his eyes and looked at him.
Only in front of Chuchu and Xie Jun, he would show the same tenderness as he did at this moment.
Xie Jun wiped away his tears after crying enough and laid down obediently. “Brother, I will get through it.”
“Sure. Sleep early. We will go the town tomorrow.”
“With me?”
“Yes.”
Xie Jun immediately felt happy again, as if all the pain from the needles had dissipated.
Seeing this, Xie Heng smiled helplessly and tucked in Xie Jun’s blanket before going out.
“Is sister-in-law going too?” Xie Jun didn’t forget to ask.
“Yes. We’re going together.” Xie Heng turned back.
Xie Jun grinned. “Then, you guys have to wake me up tomorrow.”
“Okay, go to sleep.” Xie Heng made a promise to him.
Only then did he close his eyes, waiting for tomorrow with great anticipation.
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