After Becoming the Villain Mother-in-Law, I Launch My Redemption Arc Chapter 8: Scared to Death by Her Own Rebirth

"The body's been frail since childhood, already riddled with issues. And now, having lost the child... I'm afraid she won't be able to conceive again..." The doctor bit his teeth and said with difficulty, cursing the Song Family heartily in his heart.

Though she was ntally prepared, Song Xiu'er still cried her eyes out.

"It's, it's, perhaps my dical skills aren't perfect, my diagnosis inaccurate. With good care, maybe, maybe..." The doctor couldn't continue.

He wouldn't claim his skills were unmatched, but he was far from a quack.

"Yes, with good care, it'll definitely improve. Xiu'er, you're young, you'll recover definitely." ng Yao continued the doctor's words, "Doctor, please write a prescription."

The doctor sighed and picked up his pen to write the prescription.

Once the prescription was written, ng Yao glanced at it; it was a gentle formula to nourish the blood and Qi, very suitable for Song Xiu'er now.

"I'll have Dajiang go with you to fetch the dicine," ng Yao said. "How much silver does all this dicine cost?"

"This is for seven days' worth of dosage; most of the herbs I gathered myself, so I'll charge you less, seventy coins per set," the doctor thought for a mont and said.

Seven sets for seven days would be four hundred and ninety coins.

From the original body's money stash, ng Yao counted out four hundred and ninety coins for the doctor, then called Zhao Dajiang to let him go with the doctor to fetch the dicine.

ng Yao turned around, wanting to comfort Song Xiu'er with a few words, but saw Song Xiu'er struggling to get off the bed and kneel in front of ng Yao.

"What are you doing? The floor is cold; you're already weakened and catching cold will only worsen it." ng Yao couldn't take Song Xiu'er's aggrieved little wife deanor.

"Mother, give a letter of divorce." Song Xiu'er gritted her teeth.

She used to cry out not wanting to leave the Zhao Family, yet now, with ties severed with her family, she proactively asks for a divorce.

"Is it because the doctor said you couldn't conceive?" ng Yao asked.

"Dajiang is still young, and the Zhao Family needs to continue the lineage; I, I cannot delay the Zhao Family's heritage." Song Xiu'er refuted.

"I don't just have Zhao Dajiang as my son! Can't Dahe or Xiaoshu continue the lineage? I'm not worried, so what's your concern? Dajiang is young, aren't you young too? Didn't the doctor say with good care, it's not guaranteed you can't conceive? If truly the case, we'll talk then!" ng Yao replied.

"But..."

"There's no 'but'! I publicly declared I'd take good care of you, and now you ask for a letter of divorce, what does that an? Does it prove your mother's claim that I'm just fooling you? Do you want everyone in the village to criticize behind my back?" ng Yao sternly said.

"I'm not implying that, mother, even if you divorce I wouldn't leave; I'd stay here to serve you. I'll sell myself and stay as a maid in the Zhao Family," Song Xiu'er hastily said.

"A maid? Do you know our family's condition? Are we the kind of people who can afford maids?"

"I don't need silver, as long as mother provides als for ." Song Xiu'er said pitifully.

"There's no wall that doesn't leak wind; by then, they'd break my back with their words! If you truly want to leave, wait till you've recovered, then you can do whatever you want, I won't stop you. For now, obediently stay on the bed, eat well, and take your dicine properly." ng Yao said with a stern face.

"Mother, I'm uneasy at heart." Song Xiu'er cried, one prescription already costs seventy coins, if they keep taking it, the family might be dragged down.

"Then get yourself together, recover quickly, so you can take less dicine, saving so silver. If you're still uneasy, treat it as if I've lent it to you, after you've recovered, doing anything is fine, earn so silver and repay ." ng Yao thought for a mont and said, "If you can't pay it back, then stay in the Zhao Family working until it's repaid, and only then we can discuss other matters."

Song Xiu'er kowtowed three solid tis to ng Yao, "Thank you, mother, thank you."

She's not foolish; she can tell good from bad.

No matter how fierce the mother-in-law's tone, her words always consider what's best for her.

Song Xiu'er didn't judge the previous mother-in-law, but this current one, she believed no mother-in-law in the whole Shanghua Village could compare to her.

"Don't kneel every now and then, if people see it, they might think I'm mistreating you, wouldn't this ruin my reputation?" ng Yao muttered while helping Song Xiu'er up.

"I'll do as mother-in-law says." Song Xiu'er replied.

"Quickly lie down, I'll go to the kitchen and get so cooking done for you." ng Yao said as she started walking out.

The Zhao Family's backyard housed quite a lot of chickens, whenever Zhao Dahe returned, the original body would stew chicken to nourish Zhao Dahe.

Does Zhao Dahe need nourishnt with that body?

ng Yao swiftly captured a hen from the chicken coop, a hen raised for several years, perfect for making nourishing soup.

Slit throat, drain blood, rinse in hot water, pluck feathers, all done smoothly.

By the ti Zhao Dajiang returned carrying the dicine, ng Yao had already stewed the chicken.

"Quickly brew the dicine, once it's done, bring it to your wife. Moreover, your wife had a miscarriage, during the postpartum confinent month she shouldn't touch water, you'll wash her clothes this month!" ng Yao declared.

"Mother, this, I've never washed clothes before! I don't know how." Zhao Dajiang rubbed his hands, feeling at a loss.

"Don't know how? Can't you learn? Do you intend for to wash clothes for both of you this month? Zhao Dajiang, you've got the capability to boss your mother around now?" ng Yao impatiently scolded, she'd rather let them dream than serve them like this.

"I'll learn, I'll learn." Zhao Dajiang nodded rapidly like a pecking chick, "I'll wash your clothes too, mother."

"Mother doesn't need you to worry, just take good care of your wife, and don't cause trouble for ." ng Yao retorted, "Pay attention to the chicken soup while brewing dicine, mother's tired, needs to rest in the room."

"Yes." Zhao Dajiang agreed.

Lying on the bed, ng Yao gazed at the blackened ceiling and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

The transition was too abrupt, she hadn't been given a mont for adjustnt, and now luckily she could have a mont alone. ng Yao began pondering why she crossed over; no car crash, no cancer, no harm, wasn't she just researching in the lab late at night? She wasn't working nonstop either, once done, she slept in the lab's resting room.

Yet upon opening her eyes, she beca this original self.

But what happened to the original self? With the original's family status, no one would take action against her here.

ng Yao muttered to herself, unable to figure out anything.

She ca after sleeping, perhaps sleeping again, she'd suddenly return?

Thinking of this, ng Yao peacefully closed her eyes; whether it worked or not, trying would reveal the answer.

ng Yao fell asleep and started dreaming, or rather, in the dream, she knew as a spectator so events, events that scared the original self to death.

Indeed, the original self died of fright.

She was frightened to death by her own rebirth.