"It's so hot outside. Why don't you come in and lie down?"
"Okay."
At around 11 p.m., Wang Yao had prepared a table full of food. His grandpa also came back from outside with a basket.
"Grandpa."
"Yao is here?"
Wang Yao accompanied his grandpa for lunch and chatted for a while.
"Grandpa, it's so hot outside. Let's put the work in the field aside," Wang Yao advised.
"Okay."
Wang Yao also knew that even if his grandpa and grandma agreed verbally, they would still work in the field after they got better.
After lunch, they rested for a while. Wang Yao gave his grandpa and grandma a massage to relax their muscles and bones. Then, he took out 1,000 yuan from his pocket.
"Grandma, Grandpa, you can buy some delicious food with this money. Don't be stingy," Wang Yao said.
"No need," his grandpa said as soon as he saw him take out the money.
"It's not much. Just take it. I'll go back first." After leaving the money, Wang Yao left.
"You can go back." After getting into the car, Wang Yao waved to his grandpa who was still waiting outside.
"Drive safe."
"Okay."
Wang Yao drove away. Through the rearview mirror, he saw his grandpa and grandma didn't enter the house. They had been standing by the roadside and looking at his car.
The money was just a gesture. He could keep more, 10,000 yuan or 100,000 yuan, but his grandpa wouldn't want it.
Come home often.
The lyrics were very good. However, those who were working hard in foreign countries now rarely went home except for the holidays. The old people all hoped that their children could come home often.
"Is your grandma better?" his father asked when he saw Wang Yao come back.
"Yes, she's better. She needs to rest more," Wang Yao said.
"Mom, when you have time, you should persuade my grandpa and grandma to do the work in the field appropriately. They are already 80 years old. They can't do it." Some words were not suitable for him to say, but his mother could.
"I've said it before, but they won't listen. Isn't there still your uncle? If your grandma and grandpa don't farm anymore, where will the noodles come from? Where will the oil come from?"
"According to what you said, my uncle can't live a normal life without my grandparents?" Wang Yao asked with a smile.
"They just want to earn more. Your uncle's salary alone is too tiring to support the whole family."
Wang Yao smiled and didn't say anything.
Every family had their own difficulties, and even their own family members were no exception.
In the future, he would take some time to visit the two elders.
In the county hospital of Lianshan County.
"Doctor, do I really not need to stay for two more days?"
"There's no need for that. I've already used all the medicine I need. Even if I continue with the treatment, the effect will be the same. It's better to go back and train more." In this department, most of the patients were like this. He had to say similar words almost every day.
It couldn't be said that he wasn't attentive or irresponsible. After seeing so much and experiencing so much, his passion had dissipated, and he had become a little numb.
"Oh, thank you, doctor." He Xiuhua still wanted to ask more, but seeing that the doctor had bowed his head and was busy, she didn't ask more.
So, she went upstairs and downstairs a few times to go through the discharge procedures. Fortunately, there was a rural cooperative medical service now, which could reimburse some of the money spent.
"Let's go. Let's leave the hospital."
Her husband still couldn't get up. He could only go out in a wheelchair.
She carried a big bag of things by herself. When she was going downstairs, her sister came. Finally, there was someone to help her.
After a busy time, she returned to the mountain village with the help of her sister.
"Ah, home is still the best!"
After all the things were packed, her sister pulled her to the side.
"Sister, tell me the truth. How is my brother-in-law's illness?"
"The doctor said that the recovery depends entirely on personal exercise," He Xiuhua said.
"Okay." Her sister sighed after hearing that.
Her sister didn't have any good fortune in her life. It was hard to support her son to go to college, but the pillar of the family collapsed. Now, it was time for children to go to college. Her life in the future would only be more tiring.
"You go in and have a seat. I'll cook."
"Let me help you."
…
On Nanshan Hill, Wang Yao put away the scriptures and went out of the cottage.
The medicine was ready. The preparations were almost done. It was time to go to Jing again.
In the afternoon, he went down the hill and returned home.
"Your Uncle Fengxiang was discharged this morning," Zhang Xiuying said. "He has returned home."
"Oh, I see. I'll go and have a look tomorrow," Wang Yao said.
He already knew about Wang Fengxiang's illness when he was in the hospital. He also had the idea of treatment. However, at that time, some things couldn't be done in the hospital. Since Wang Fengxiang was discharged this time, he could give it a try.
On this day …
Many people went to Wang Fengxiang's home.
Wang Fengxiang and his wife were good people in the village. Seeing that they were back, the neighbors naturally went to see them.
After dinner, Wang Yao went up Nanshan Hill. He walked around the herbal field and stopped in front of a licorice root.
It was a grass with stars on its leaves like rain.
Purple rain promoted blood circulation, relieved depression, and cleared meridians.
He didn't even need to use the Blood Deblocking powder for such a thrombosis.
"A leaf of purple rain will probably have an effect," Wang Yao whispered to himself.
That night, He Xiuhua thought a lot.
Her husband had this disease. It was still a problem whether he could recover. According to the news she got from talking with the family members of several patients in the same room and the doctor's statement, it was good enough that he could stand up and take care of himself. It was impossible for him to return to his previous state. Her son was still in college. It was the time to spend money. How would she live in the future?
Wang Fengxiang didn't sleep either.
He was sick. The right side of his body couldn't move, but his mind was still clear.
This disease came too suddenly and knocked him down. He also knew about this disease. There were a few old people in the village who had this disease. Every day, they walked around the village with crutches and dragged their legs. He didn't expect that this disease would fall on him. He couldn't stand up and couldn't move his arms. He became a cripple.
What would happen to his family in the future?
What would happen to his children who were still in school?
Getting married, buying a house, and having children …
When he was in the hospital, he had been thinking about these things. The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't sleep at night.
Sigh!
People shouldn't be sick even if they don't have money!
The next day, the sun rose very early.
A leaf of grass.
A pot of water.
Yuanhu, Qianghuo, Ganoderma lucidum …
Wang Yao chose a few herbs that could promote blood circulation and some herbs that could regulate the body.
He slowly boiled it over a small fire.
When the fire was almost ready, he finally added the "Purple Rain" leaf.
As soon as the licorice roots were added, they dissolved and disappeared. The medicinal soup also changed color. It was a light green with a hint of light purple. A unique fragrance also floated out.
The medicine was done!
Wang Yao put the medicine into a porcelain bottle prepared in advance and went down the mountain.
He first went home and told his family. Then, he took some things from home and went out.
The distance between the two houses was only a few steps away from the front and back of the house.
"Auntie." When he entered the house, He Xiuhua was picking vegetables.
Seeing Wang Yao come, she hurriedly got up and greeted him, "Yao is here. Come in and have a seat."
"I came to see Uncle."
"Okay."
He Xiuhua invited him into the house and poured water for him.
Wang Yao looked at Wang Fengxiang, who was lying on the kang. Wang Fengxiang didn't look good, but that was secondary. The key was his eyes. There was no light in his eyes. It was partly because of his illness and partly because of his emotions.
"Uncle."
"Okay." Wang Fengxiang responded weakly.
"Let me take a look."
Wang Yao reached out to feel his pulse. The situation of the elder in front of him was similar to the last time he was in the hospital. There was a certain improvement, but it was not cured.
"I have medicine here. You can try it." Wang Yao took out a white porcelain bottle and put it on the table. He then explained how to use it.
After staying for a while, he left.
"Medicine?" He Xiuhua looked at the bottle on the table and was stunned.
In addition to visiting her husband, this young junior came to deliver medicine. The key was, did she dare to use the medicine?
She thought for a while.
"Use it!" Wang Fengxiang, who was lying on the bed, said.
Now, no one could understand his thoughts. As long as there was a little hope, he wanted to try it even if it was a big risk.
"Okay, use it," He Xiuhua said.
In the beginning, she didn't dare to give her husband the amount as Wang Yao said. She reduced the amount.
"Why don't you try drinking less?"
When the medicine entered the mouth, there was a unique medicinal fragrance. It was not particularly unpleasant. On the contrary, it smelled quite comfortable.
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