Chapter 1181 - Chapter 1181 Chapter 1181 The Healing Properties of Spiritual
Chapter 1181: Chapter 1181: The Healing Properties of Spiritual Spring Water Chapter 1181: Chapter 1181: The Healing Properties of Spiritual Spring Water The head is such a delicate part, so delicate that even in Qiao Xiaomai’s hometown, doctors dared not claim they had completely understood the brain.
So when Zhang Family claimed she was blind and couldn’t see anything, Xiaomai didn’t doubt it at all.
It could be that a nerve was acting up, which could even cause amnesia, let alone blindness.
Blindness would be good, she would cause less trouble in the future.
Thinking this way, she felt relieved and could face Zhang Family’s shouting calmly, “The wound on your head has just healed. Getting so agitated could reopen it.”
“Being blind is certainly better than being dead.”
This was a hard truth, but when it came from Xiaomai’s mouth and entered Zhang Family’s ears, it oddly seemed to carry a hint of mockery.
Zhang Family became even more enraged, wanted to scold, but her head throbbed painfully, and it seemed like her head really started bleeding again.
She bit her teeth and lay back down on the bed.
“Where is Third Brother?!” she asked, suppressing her anger.
“He has been assigned some tasks recently, serving His Majesty,” Xiaomai answered.
“He’s just a doorkeeper!” Zhang Family learned of this from Bai Zhi, and now seeing that Tong Sanlang was neglecting even his own mother for the sake of guarding the door, she couldn’t help but curse again, “Taking the imperial examination is what’s important, what’s the use of busying himself with nonsense all day!”
Xiaomai remained silent.
She couldn’t be bothered to engage with such talk.
“When will he come over?” Zhang Family asked again.
“Soon.”
As she finished speaking, footsteps were heard outside the room, followed by Tong Sanlang’s voice, “Xiaomai, is mother awake?”
Upon hearing him, Xiaomai stood up, “She’s awake, you watch her, I’m going back to the Palace.”
As she spoke, she walked out. At the doorway, she met Tong Sanlang head-on.
She gave him a deep glance, raised her hand to pat his arm, then reached into her bosom, took out a stack of silver notes from her space, stuffed the notes into his hand, and left without a word.
Tong Sanlang looked at the silver notes in his hand, somewhat puzzled. Why was she giving him so much silver so inexplicably?
Just then, Zhang Family’s voice rang out again, with a sobbing tone, “My son, you finally came, your mother can’t see anymore…”
Hm?
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Tong Sanlang hurriedly tucked the silver notes into his chest and quickly came to the bedside, “Mother, you can’t see?”
Zhang Family was already crying at this point, “Before I fainted, all I could see was blood-red. I’m afraid my eyes are injured. My son, what are we going to do…”
My son.
This was a term of endearment that Zhang Family had never used before. She truly was scared.
Blindness was far more severe than being crippled in one leg.
If a leg was crippled, one could still move around, and it wouldn’t greatly affect daily life.
But once blind, everything around would be black, one wouldn’t be able to see anything, and would need someone else to take care of all basic needs.
She felt an extreme sense of insecurity, a profound disquiet.