How I Tamed My Wolfish Husband Back in 80s-Chapter 117: Getting a Rash_1

"This talisman was sought from a master; it only works if worn during these few days." Feng Lamei’s eyes flashed with malice—the talisman she had stolen from a child in the village with severe chickenpox. Li Qiao would definitely get infected upon touching it.

Her own daughter was at risk of being expelled from school, becoming crazy and lunatic.

Still thinking about taking exams?

Getting a notification from Beijing University, but flunking the college entrance exam—would the university still want her?

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The next day before dawn, Qin Jin called her, "Qiaoqiao, we need to go to the exam early."

Li Qiao struggled to open her eyes, feeling dizzy and congested with a sore throat: "I feel so awful, my head hurts."

Qin Jin touched her, and she was burning up: "How could you have developed a fever all of a sudden?" She hardly ever had a cold in winter, but now a cold in summer?

Li Qiao said weakly: "I don’t know, it’s uncomfortable, even my breath feels hot."

When she washed her face, she felt bumps on her skin.

Looking in the mirror, the bumps were the same color as her skin.

Preparing to squeeze one, Qin Jin hurried her: "Qiaoqiao, come and eat, and then we’ll swing by the clinic to check it out."

"Okay." Li Qiao dropped her hands and went to the kitchen to drink porridge. She felt an itch on the back of her foot and looked down to find a large centipede, nearly giving her a fright enough to flip the roof.

Ahhhhh!

Qin Jin stepped on it to death: "Don’t be scared, it’s already been sent to meet the King of Hell by me." He bent down to check her foot, which had not been bitten.

Li Qiao caught her breath, sweating profusely.

Old Mrs. Qin: "Earth houses attract bugs in summer; we need to build a proper one. Jin, where’s the money you’ve earned? Use it to build a house."

Qin Jin: "I’m planning to buy a Siheyuan in the city with a courtyard to give you a comfortable life."

"What about the land at home? The weaving? Qiaoqiao even talked about setting up a place to grow mushrooms." Old Mrs. Qin had too many ties she couldn’t sever.

Qin Jin: "What she says doesn’t count." Growing mushrooms for how much money? He wanted to pull off something big. The village was too observant, too many villains made things inconvenient; moving to the city was better. "I plan to leave the weaving to my brother-in-law and sister-in-law, and let Fugui and Feng Kui farm the land, providing us with a thousand kilos of grain a year."

"Not possible, we just divided up the land." Old Mrs. Qin disagreed. After over a decade in the village, she had just gotten used to it, and now they were talking about moving again.

Qin Jin: "There’s no discussion on this matter. If Qiaoqiao ends up working in Beijing in the future, you’ll need to go to Beijing to take care of the kids."

Old Mrs. Qin was willing to do the latter, but her greatest fear was growing old and becoming unable to cope. However, she no longer opposed Qin Jin—he was the head of the household, and what he said went.

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After breakfast.

Qin Jin took Li Qiao to the health clinic first.

The doctor diagnosed her with a common cold. While prescribing medicine, he noticed two bumps on her face: "These bumps on your face, they weren’t there before, right?" He had seen Li Qiao, whose skin was as smooth as a peeled egg, without even a mole on it.

Her lips red and teeth white made a deep impression.

Li Qiao truthfully said: "Hmm, these two just appeared this morning. I tried to squeeze them, but they don’t seem to be clogged pores; they’re more like blisters."

The doctor examined closely: "Fortunately, you didn’t squeeze them. Otherwise, you would have left a pit on your face. You have chickenpox, and while many people have been getting it recently, they’re all children. This is the first time I’ve seen someone your age get it."

Qin Jin was puzzled: "We don’t have anyone with chickenpox at home. Qiaoqiao, is there anyone at your school who does?"

Li Qiao shook her head.

The doctor issued the medicine and recommended IV therapy to reduce inflammation.

Li Qiao was worried about the exam: "I don’t have time now, maybe at noon." Their school was the examination venue; with Chinese in the morning and math in the afternoon, there was a substantial break in between.

"That’s fine, but you need to take the medicine."

"I’ll take it right here." Qin Jin handed her his army-green water bottle, unscrewed it, and had Li Qiao take the medicine with water.

Then they hurried to the examination site.

Arriving at the school gate, Qin Jin said, "Good thing we got up early today, otherwise we’d definitely be late. I’ll wait here for you. If you feel unwell, come out immediately and find me, okay?"

"Okay." Li Qiao left.

She entered the examination room to wait for the teacher to come in and distribute the test papers.

Two-thirds of the students from their school had been assigned to other communes, and their dormitories were occupied by students from outside.

In this classroom of nearly twenty people, she was the only one from her own school.

No one knew each other, which also prevented cheating through collaboration.

Li Qiao, drowsy from the medicine, struggled to keep her eyes open when she received the test paper and dozed off, only to be woken up by the teacher and hurriedly sit upright to work on her paper.

As she began to write her essay, the bell rang, and she handed in her paper and walked out.

Qin Jin asked her how the exam went.

Li Qiao yawned, "After taking that medicine, I kept nodding off, I was almost dead sleepy, only got up to write after a sleep." It should be fine, the essay might lose more points, because her organizational skills were lacking due to her muddled brain, but she was satisfied with everything else.

"It doesn’t matter if you don’t do well, you’ve already been admitted anyway," Qin Jin took her back to the clinic for an IV, then hurried home to have Old Mrs. Qin get dinner ready. He brought the food back to the clinic, where half a bottle still remained in Li Qiao’s saline drip.

"I’ll feed you."

Li Qiao blushed, "I can do it with one hand."

"How are you going to pick up vegetables holding a steamed bun?" Qin Jin said as he picked up some vegetables and brought them to her mouth.

She pursed her lips and bit down.

Patients at the clinic laughed at Qin Jin, saying he wasn’t acting like a man, waiting on a woman hand and foot.

"To hell with them!" Qin Jin said, unconcerned as he continued to serve the food and water.

Li Qiao ate contentedly.

After dinner, the drip was almost finished.

After waiting for the doctor to remove the needle, Qin Jin walked Li Qiao back to the school for the next exam.

This time she took the exam seriously and even reviewed her answers.

Qin Jin drove her home, where Old Mrs. Qin couldn’t understand, "The person who came to work in our house, there’s no one with chickenpox there, I haven’t heard of anyone nearby getting it either."

Qin Jin responded, "Who knows where she got it from."

Old Mrs. Qin wondered, "Qiaoqiao doesn’t like to go out, where could she have gotten it?"

A thought flashed through Qin Jin’s mind; she had touched that peace charm Li Shengcai had sent.

Was something wrong with the peace charm?

He felt it couldn’t be the case.

Could a father, no matter how bad, harm his own daughter?

He waited for Li Qiao to go back to bed and then shared his suspicions with Old Mrs. Qin, adding, "Have you ever seen that peace charm?"

"No, maybe we’re thinking too much." Old Mrs. Qin couldn’t believe Li Shengcai was capable of such a thing either.

Once it was dark, Qin Jin took a flashlight and searched around, finally finding the peace charm by the ditch in front of the door.

Worried about touching something unclean, he put it in a plastic bag.

He made his way to Li Shengcai’s house under the cover of night and threw the object in Li Shengcai’s face, "What a great deed you’ve done! You call it a peace charm, but after my wife wore it, she’s been running a high fever and got a face full of blisters, almost ruining her face, and today she couldn’t even finish the exam!"

Li Shengcai’s legs trembled, "No exam? This... her illness is not my fault, now, your mom earnestly asked for the peace charm, had me deliver it to bless everything going smoothly for her, if she doesn’t take the exam, will the university still accept her?" Li Qiao was his own daughter, and if she went to university and received a stipend, he certainly couldn’t ignore him.

Not being able to attend university.

Who would take care of him in the future?

Qin Jin snapped irritably, "How would I know?"