After Becoming the Villain Mother-in-Law, I Launch My Redemption Arc Chapter 49: Returning to Life in Another’s Body

"Is Mrs. Zhao at ho?"

The main door was being pounded loudly.

Zhao Dahe went to open the door. Outside was a carriage; the faces were unfamiliar.

"Who are you?" Zhao Dahe asked.

"By the orders of my master, I’ve co to invite Mrs. Zhao," the visitor replied.

"Who is your master? How would I know?" Zhao Dahe frowned. Isn’t it customary to introduce yourself when looking for soone?

Upon hearing the commotion, ng Yao ca out, "Dong Qing, what’s going on?"

"It’s very urgent, no other choice but to co for Mrs. Zhao." Dong Qing said urgently upon seeing ng Yao.

"Alright." ng Yao directly got onto the carriage.

"No way, mom, where are you going? At least tell us what’s going on!" Zhao Dahe was anxious.

"I’ll explain when I return."

The carriage sped away, ng Yao’s voice drifting out from inside.

Zhao Xiaohua ca out at this ti too, looking at the familiar carriage, understanding that Sister Xing had a difficult patient again.

"Zhao Xiaohua, do you know sothing?" Zhao Dahe saw Zhao Xiaohua’s calm face and quickly asked.

"Yeah, I know."

"Then spill it!" Zhao Dahe demanded.

Zhao Xiaohua glanced at him sideways, "Beg first!"

"Zhao Xiaohua, do you want a beating?" Zhao Dahe was gritting his teeth.

"Want to hit ?" Zhao Xiaohua showed disdain, "Second brother, it’s not that I’m looking down on you, but you’re just not capable!"

"Look at you being all proud!" Zhao Dahe went to grab Zhao Xiaohua.

Zhao Xiaohua sidestepped and caught Zhao Dahe’s wrist in return, forcing it until Zhao Dahe’s hand lost strength.

"Let go," Zhao Dahe gritted his teeth.

"Second brother, do you yield?" Zhao Xiaohua asked with a smile.

"I yield, I yield, I yield."

Unable to resist, he had to decisively play the coward.

Only then did Zhao Xiaohua release him.

"Zhao Xiaohua, being so fierce, be careful not to marry in the future." Zhao Dahe grumbled.

"Whether I marry or not isn’t your concern, second brother." Zhao Xiaohua made a face, "Mother said, only if a girl is tough can she protect herself."

After making Zhao Dahe flustered, Zhao Xiaohua finally told him who sent Dong Qing.

Zhao Dahe muttered to himself, why is his father’s dical skills so good? Teaching his mother to be so fierce?

Capital City.

General Mansion.

Zhao Ting sneezed several tis in a row.

The steward serving nearby was nervous, "General, should I summon an Imperial Physician?"

Zhao Ting rubbed his nose, "No need."

"This winter is particularly cold; I’m worried the General might catch a chill," the steward sighed, "Otherwise, the lady servant of the mansion insists you should always have soone to take care of you."

Zhao Ting shook his head, "Let’s not bring that up again. You may leave."

The old steward reluctantly withdrew.

Recently, Zhao Ting occasionally had headaches and called Imperial Physicians, but they couldn’t determine the cause.

In his mind, so unfamiliar images occasionally appeared.

There was a woman and several children. In the images, Zhao Ting called the woman "wife."

He knew he had gone missing before, but when he returned, he ca back alone. No one in the General Mansion ever heard him ntion wife and children. So, are the woman and children in the image no longer alive?

Later, Zhao Ting got into an accident and ended up with a borrowed soul.

He survived using Zhao Ting’s body.

Everything was fine. Why has it beco like this recently?

Is Zhao Ting’s body starting to reject him?

What should he do?

·

ng Yao was taken to Hundred Herbs Hall.

Lu Luoxing was there.

"Sister ng."

ng Yao nodded, the person on the bed was struggling to breathe.

"The breathing is getting weaker; can he be saved?" Lu Luoxing asked.

ng Yao stepped forward to examine; there was internal injury, and blood had ford a pneumothorax.

"Let try."

Lu Luoxing put down a stack of silver notes and imdiately left with the others.

ng Yao put the silver notes into space, and a long Puncture Needle appeared in her hand. She pressed a few tis on the patient and decisively inserted the needle.

Soon, the patient’s breathing normalized sowhat.

ng Yao listened carefully near the patient’s chest, let out a breath.

ng Yao called Lu Luoxing in, "This cannot be removed for now. The item is your responsibility; it has nothing to do with . I’ve put the dicine here; I’ve done all I can."

Lu Luoxing nodded.

"Have Dong Qing take back," ng Yao said.

ng Yao sat in the carriage, looking exhausted.

It seed like she hadn’t done much, but she felt drained completely.

Puncture Needle didn’t exist in this dynasty. To use it required a significant amount of silver aside from making ng Yao’s body feel as if she’d been seriously ill.

It’s not that she didn’t care about her health, but ever since she took sothing out the first ti, within two days, that small space could produce sound.

At that ti, she was almost scared to death.

The thing claid to be a system!

An almost damaged system.

If ng Yao didn’t help it, it would be destroyed.

If it were destroyed, ng Yao wouldn’t die, but she would beco a fool.

It would be better to die.

To avoid becoming a fool, ng Yao had to follow the system.

Treat those whom the Zhou Dynasty’s dical conditions couldn’t save.

Use vast amounts of silver to trade for so surgical instrunts.

It could only be surgical instrunts.

As for devices, the system said those belonged to future technological civilizations, which would collapse this plane. As for those surgical instrunts, they belonged to capable forging technology, although not too advanced, they could be supplented with silver.

Regarding Lu Luoxing’s place, she indeed believed those things originally belonged to the Lu Family.

This was the system’s trick.

"Whenever I spend silver to buy sothing, I feel completely drained afterward. Is there really nothing wrong?" ng Yao asked the system in her head.

[There’s really nothing wrong; it’s just exhaustion. Because your Soul Power is too weak, that’s why this happens. When your Soul Power gets stronger, it will be fine.]

"How long until you recover?" ng Yao asked.

[I don’t know either. I can’t say much, it’s too tiring.]

How long would she be enslaved? Where was the end?

Dong Qing quickly took ng Yao ho, and the door was tightly shut. ng Yao knocked on it for a while before Zhao Xiaohua ran out to open it, supporting ng Yao inside.

Her mother had gone out twice before, coming back exhausted and weary.

"Mom, rest in your room. I’ll bring you food. When you left, I asked sister-in-law to make so, it’s warming in the pot now," Zhao Xiaohua said.

ng Yao replied softly, returning to her room.

Zhao Xiaohua soon brought the food.

After ng Yao ate, she fell asleep instantly.

Zhao Dahe looked puzzled, "Didn’t you say mom went to treat soone? Why is she so tired?"

"You think treating people is easy? It’s ntal and physical labor," Zhao Xiaohua muttered, though she didn’t know why her mom was so tired, clearly during consultations at Hundred Herbs Hall, she was fine.

ng Yao only woke up in the evening.

Upon waking, she felt comfortable.

As soon as she opened the door, Zhao Xiaohua ca out of the room as well, "Mom, you’re awake. Sister-in-law has made dinner; let’s eat."

She had calculated the ti perfectly; mom always needed three hours of sleep.