Twilight Smoke Painting

# chief assistant
Zhao Chuchu was reborn in a time before the apocalypse. As soon as the space was filled with supplies, something fell from a high altitude and killed her. Then, she transmigrated, becoming a small villager in an unknown dynasty. She started this new life by taking out the natives, dealing with the plague, and becoming a divine doctor in one fell swoop. Using her fists, she gained high status. She bullied those scums until they cried for their mommy and begged for mercy. She produced large quantities of rice, beans, and sweet potatoes… She could do everything, and she earned a lot of money with that. Everyone watched as she reconciled with Xiao Xiucai. They watched until a baby was born, as well as until Xiao Xiucai became the top scholar and smoothly became the Chief Minister. Then, everyone waited for the day the Chief Minister would divorce his wife, who went through hardships in life with him. They waited and waited until the couple had grown old, the two living together for the rest of their lives.

The Chief Minister’s Ferocious Wife

"Chuchu, can my blood really help Changrong to survive?" Chen Dashan asked anxiously, "Nothing is going to go wrong, right?"

"Uncle Dashan, you have to trust me." Zhao Chuchu raised her head and said to him.

"Then why didn't you bring the blood to Changrong now? Is he going to drink it?"

"No, he's not going to drink it. It's just like how I drew the blood from you, just in reverse. I took the blood out from you. Now I'm going to inject it into his veins. Blood that has just been drawn cannot be injected into another person directly. I need to prepare it first. It takes a while."

Chen Dashan had no idea how any of this worked, and neither did he understand what Zhao Chuchu was doing right now.

All he felt was that Zhao Chuchu was moving really quickly, so quickly that he could barely see her hands.

Chapter 364 That Is His Son!