Second pregnancy, sixth child: The beloved mom's disguise has been exposed again.

Chapter 590 Surrounding the Consultation, Unexpectedly

"Don't worry, let me see." Ning Yao reassured Xiao Ya's mother, took two steps forward, and approached Xiao Ya.

Ning Yao's position was very clever; her tall figure perfectly blocked the cameraman's lens, preventing him from filming Xiao Ya's face.

"Your name is Xiaoya, right? Can I see your face?" Ning Yao's tone was very gentle, and she tried her best to reduce the oppressive aura around her and make her aura as soft and approachable as possible.

Xiaoya looks to be only thirteen or fourteen years old. At this age, she's not even in puberty, so her hormone levels shouldn't fluctuate so much. It's quite rare to see someone this young with such severe acne.

Hearing the clear and gentle female voice in her ear, Xiao Ya immediately let down her guard. This woman's voice was so beautiful.

However, despite letting her guard down, she didn't dare to look up at the older woman.

She was worried that she would frighten Ning Yao, whose face would instinctively frighten even animals, making them think she was a monster.

"It's okay, you're not a monster, you're just sick. Once you get better, you'll be no different from a normal person." Ning Yao coaxed Xiao Ya softly, and stepped forward, without even putting on gloves, directly pinched Xiao Ya's chin and gently lifted her face.

Just then, the cameraman ran over with his camera and aimed it at the interaction between Ning Yao and Xiao Ya.

The woman's slender, fair fingers were gently pressing on the edge of Xiaoya's pimple. The pimple was already quite full, and the pus had burst through the skin and was oozing out. The pus was flowing down and was about to drip onto Ning Yao's hand, making the scene extremely disturbing.

But Ning Yao acted as if she hadn't seen it, still pinching Xiao Ya's chin without showing any disgust.

Melted by Ning Yao's gentle gaze, Xiao Ya looked at the woman in front of her who was as beautiful as a fairy, and couldn't look away.

She wished she could have skin as good as this woman's someday; she'd wake up laughing in her dreams if that day ever came...

“The medicine the doctor prescribed before was fine. This medicine will bring out all the toxins in the skin. Only when all the toxins are released can it be cured completely. Otherwise, even if it is cured in the short term, it will still relapse in the future,” Ning Yao said.

“But after it gets out, she’ll have scars on her face. It’s fine, but what if she ends up with a pockmarked face?” Xiaoya’s mother was about to laugh reflexively when she heard Ning Yao’s words, but then she seemed to realize something.

She was happy to know that her daughter could get better, but she knew that after her daughter recovered, she would have many acne scars on her face. They would not hurt or itch anymore, but her appearance would not change. In fact, she might even look worse than she does now.

She remembers that her daughter has a tendency to form keloids. When she was little, she fell and there is still a raised scar on her leg that she can't get rid of.

Ning Yao remembered that there were many plants in the mountains here. She had also seen many medicinal herbs while digging for bamboo shoots, all of which could be used.

"Here's what we'll do: I'll go back and make a few tubes of scar-reducing and anti-inflammatory topical ointment for Xiaoya. She can apply it three times a day, and there won't be any marks left. Please come to the cabin to pick it up tomorrow."

Xiaoya and her mother were overjoyed to hear Ning Yao's words; they were practically kneeling down to kowtow to her.

"Thank you so much, Miss Luo. How much does this ointment cost?"

Xiaoya's mother thought to herself, "Such a good ointment must be expensive. We can't take advantage of Miss Luo and get it for free."

"The herbs we need were all picked from here, so there's no cost involved. You don't need to pay us," Ning Yao waved her hand.

"That won't do. Even if the herbs are from here, you're the one who prepared the prescription. We have to pay the consultation fee." Xiaoya's mother was afraid that Ning Yao would be taken advantage of, so she quickly expressed her opinion, fearing that Ning Yao would think they didn't know the rules and then refuse to treat her daughter in anger.

"Let's talk about it after he's healed," Ning Yao said, glancing at Xiao Ya's face again.

I don't know why, but in the past, Xiaoya always felt very inferior when people looked at her, and she wished she could shrink her head like an ostrich.

But when she was with Ning Yao, she was not so self-conscious, because she could not see any emotion in Ning Yao's eyes. It was as if in Ning Yao's eyes, she was no different from any other ordinary person.

There was no disgust, no regret, no sighs, but rather Ning Yao's usual calm and gentle demeanor. This made Xiao Ya feel exceptionally safe. Even though she hadn't received the ointment yet, she was confident that her face might really get better!

"She'll be fine soon. Most of the toxins on her face have been released; they're all on the surface of her skin and easy to clean," Ning Yao added, her tone exceptionally confident.

Upon hearing this, Xiaoya's eyes instantly turned red.

No one had ever dared to tell her with such certainty that her face would definitely get better, and that it would get better very quickly.

"Thank you," Xiaoya said sincerely, her slightly immature and trembling voice making people feel particularly sorry for her.

Xiaoya's mother grabbed Xiaoya's hand and quickly went back to her own home. There were too many people outside, and many people were staring at their daughter's face. She was worried that Xiaoya would be sad and then lose her appetite. As parents, they felt so sorry for her!

After Xiaoya left, everyone's attention turned to Ning Yao.

In their view, celebrities certainly don't lack money; what they lack is fame, the liking and admiration of others.

However, if it can truly cure the disease, then gaining fame and popularity is only natural.

The people who originally wanted to see Ning Yao for treatment were in an uproar, but many also had doubts. After all, they hadn't seen any results, and anyone could just talk the talk. If problems arose, these celebrities might just give Xiao Ya's family a sum of money and easily settle the matter.

Some simple-minded villagers had already flocked to Ning Yao, eager to tell her about their and their families' minor ailments so she could prescribe medicine. Meanwhile, some people with slightly more complicated thoughts decided to wait and see.

Anyway, it's not an acute illness, just some chronic diseases that won't kill you but are still bothersome.

If someone has a really urgent illness, they'll be sent directly to the county hospital. Who would waste time here?

Originally, she came to teach everyone how to make cold bamboo shoot salad, but now she's inexplicably surrounded by people asking her medical questions, which is a bit unexpected for Ning Yao.

After examining each of these people, Ning Yao dismissed those with minor ailments that could be cured at the hospital, and then kept a few chronic patients who had not responded to treatment.

Thinking that curing these people would make the trip worthwhile, Ning Yao wrote out a prescription, treated the last few people, and then quickly took Guan Ying to the mountains to find the herbs she had prepared for Xiao Ya.

Before heading into the mountains, Ning Yao seemed to suddenly remember something and turned back to Xue Jiashu and Wen Na.

"You guys don't need to follow me. We still have the task at the cabin to complete. My task is quick; I can finish it when we get back."

As she spoke, Ning Yao glanced at Xue Jiashu's feet again, raised an eyebrow and said, "You can actually walk without a wheelchair. Apart from not being able to do some strenuous exercise, you should be fine with normal activities. Moving around can even help your ankle bones heal."

“You can pick some chili peppers and dig up some potatoes, then put them in a bamboo basket, and Wenna will help you carry them back. If you can’t carry them, just leave them where you are, and I’ll pick them up when I go back to the cabin.”

Xue Jiashu's foot was actually almost fully recovered. He was just sitting in a wheelchair because he wanted to be lazy. Anyway, he knew he couldn't do his work by himself, so it didn't matter who did it.

Upon hearing Ning Yao's words, his face suddenly turned red. How did Ning Yao know that he could walk?

Wenna was also somewhat unhappy, feeling that Ning Yao shouldn't have assigned her and Xue Jiashu together; whether they did it or not was none of Ning Yao's business.

Ning Yao ignored Xue Jiashu and Wen Na's expressions, finished giving instructions, and led Guan Ying away with great ease and efficiency.