These past few days, Chen Nan had been busy with Leng Xuemin's funeral.
Therefore, he hadn't been to No. 13 Dongyuan Street.
But.
Xia Youwei was a diligent woman who listened to him.
For the past few days, she had exercised extreme control over the temperature.
Upon entering the room, Chen Nan smelled a familiar scent.
Only one of the three cultivation bases had already solidified into a cyan mold.
Chen Nan cautiously scraped the mold off with a small knife and placed it into a small bottle.
Then, he hurried to Wu Jiu's home as fast as possible.
Due to the wound infection. wΑp.kanshu伍.net
Wu Jiu had fallen into a deep coma.
Even though his wife kept wiping his body, trying to cool him down with physical methods, it was already futile.
It was also fortunate that Chen Nan had previously prescribed a cooling herbal remedy, otherwise Wu Jiu would not have lasted this long.
Chen Nan looked at Song Yunfei, "What about the things I asked you to prepare?"
"Everything is ready."
Song Yunfei quickly took out a syringe.
He didn't know what this thing was for.
But this was something Chen Nan had specifically asked him to prepare.
Chen Nan took the syringe from Song Yunfei and glanced at it briefly. Although the syringe was made of bamboo and looked very crude.
But.
He couldn't afford to be picky at this moment.
Fortunately, the needle was made of steel and looked almost identical to those in the mortal world.
It was perfectly capable of injecting penicillin into Wu Jiu's body.
He first sterilized the syringe with boiling water.
Then he diluted the penicillin with cool boiled water.
Normally, a skin test should be performed first.
But these were not normal circumstances.
Wu Jiu had a high fever and was unconscious.
In this situation, there was nothing else he could do.
Therefore.
Chen Nan could only try his best and hope for the best.
Whether Wu Jiu would wake up depended on his fate and his will to live.
Song Yunfei couldn't help but ask, "Can this wake Captain Wu up?"
They had never seen such a method of treating illnesses and saving lives.
It felt very novel.
"Let's wait!" Chen Nan was using an integrated approach of Chinese and Western medicine this time.
Yes.
He was a Chinese medicine practitioner.
Although he loved and promoted Chinese medicine.
He also respected Western medicine.
Because he knew that by integrating the strengths of various schools, one could compensate for one's own weaknesses.
Undoubtedly.
Wu Jiu's situation was very perilous this time.
With his current understanding of traditional Chinese medicine alone, he could not possibly save Wu Jiu.
This was why he had cultivated penicillin.
Because penicillin was a magical substance.
It was particularly remarkable for its anti-inflammatory and antibacterial properties.
Time slowly passed.
About half an hour later.
Wu Jiu's wife gasped, tears streaming down her face, "The fever is gone, the fever is gone, my husband's fever is gone!"
Hearing this.
The stone that had been hanging in Chen Nan's heart finally fell.
Once the fever subsided, it meant that Wu Jiu's condition had improved.
About another hour passed.
Wu Jiu, who had been unconscious for three days, slowly opened his eyes.
His face was pale and he appeared very weak.
But this was a good sign.
At least he had escaped the brink of death.
Seeing that he was out of danger, Chen Nan and Song Yunfei left Wu Jiu's home.
According to the current situation, Wu Jiu only needed two more injections of penicillin to completely cure the inflammation in his body.
As soon as he returned to the Leng family.
Chen Nan was summoned to the front hall by a servant.
Seeing Leng Qingmei, whose face was haggard and her eyes swollen, he couldn't help but say, "Madam, why have you summoned me? You've been too tired these past few days, you should go back and rest!"
Leng Xuemin's death had been a great blow to Leng Qingmei.
He didn't want to see his wife like this.
Leng Qingmei said expressionlessly, "I have already written a divorce letter. From now on, there will be no more ties between us."
"Wait!" Chen Nan was utterly bewildered, "What do you mean by this? You're divorcing me? Are you kicking me to the curb after I've served my purpose? Leng Qingmei, aren't you going too far?"
He hadn't expected Leng Qingmei to say such a thing.
After all, she had once said.
As long as he dealt with that fox demon, she would let him do whatever he wanted.
Who would have thought.
Before anything significant had even happened, she, a woman, had divorced him...
Leng Qingmei snorted, "From beginning to end, I never wanted to marry you. If it wasn't for my father's insistence, do you think I would have paid any attention to you?"
"Now that my father is dead, our engagement is naturally void."
"You may leave."
"From now on, do not use the name of Leng family's son-in-law to cause trouble outside." As she spoke, she casually waved her hand, and a divorce letter flew towards Chen Nan.
"Heh heh!"
Looking at the divorce letter in his hand, Chen Nan laughed in anger.
He had never imagined.
That he would be divorced by a woman.
Once this matter spread.
He would surely become the laughingstock of Tongcheng.
Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the anger in his heart, "Leng Qingmei, we have been married for over a year. Although we haven't had the reality of being husband and wife, we have had the name."
"Out of consideration for our marital relationship, I can pretend you never said anything."
"The prerequisite is that you must take back the divorce letter."
"Otherwise, you will regret it."
The host's obsession made him unwilling to easily give up on Leng Qingmei.
It was precisely for this reason that Chen Nan said those words.
A hint of disdain appeared on Leng Qingmei's face, "My dictionary does not contain the word 'regret'."
Chen Nan took a deep breath, hid his anger in his heart, and revealed a faint smile on his face, "Alright then, let's part on good terms."
"From now on, you walk your wide, open road, and I'll walk my single-plank bridge."
Saying that, he turned and left resolutely.
For this home.
He didn't have much attachment.
The only attachment was the host's obsession with Leng Qingmei.
Therefore.
Leaving might not be a bad thing.
Even without Leng Qingmei, he had Ning Yinqiu.
And Xia Youwei.
Even if one went back ten thousand steps.
This way, he could give Xia Youwei a legitimate identity.
"Young Master, why did Madam divorce you?" Song Ziwei, carrying her luggage, followed Chen Nan with a dejected look on her face. "You clearly have the favor of City Lord Yuan, yet she divorced you with a letter. Isn't she afraid of angering City Lord Yuan by doing this?"
Chen Nan sighed, "More than gaining City Lord Yuan's favor, she wants to gain freedom."
"If you can't hold onto the sand, just let it go. It's no big deal."
He was very open-minded about this matter.
Not only that, but he also felt exceptionally relaxed.
It was just that being divorced by a woman, he felt a little humiliated.
Song Ziwei asked, "Where are we going now?"
"Back to the Chen family!"
Chen Nan planned to return to the Chen family first, and then see if there was a suitable property to buy.
Even though his parents lived in the Chen family.
He still wanted to live in a quiet place.
Half an hour later.
Chen Nan and Song Ziwei arrived at the Chen family.
But before they could even enter, the scene that unfolded before his eyes completely enraged him.
Several servants were carrying his mother's luggage and throwing it out.
Not only that.
They had also rudely expelled his mother.
Chen Nan flew into a rage upon seeing this, "You damn bastards, what are you doing?"
"Are you crazy?"