Mind reading, taking the rental house through the whole village crying

Chapter 390 Guangzong's Disease

"Fubao, I have already given the prescription to my servant and asked him to get the medicine quickly. What else do you need grandpa to do now?"

Dong Wei walked in from outside.

Said loudly.

"I've already had acupuncture. I'll drink the medicine later. Godfather, please sleep for a while. When you wake up, if the fever has subsided, you should be fine. However, you must not take it lightly. Avoid spicy and hot foods. It's best to eat light meals every day. Also, boil two eggs every day. You must eat them."

Eggs are a good source of protein.

The government was very busy during the autumn harvest some time ago.

My godfather has lost a lot of weight, and I guess that’s why he fell ill.

Jiang Fubao gave careful instructions like an old doctor.

When I got home, it was already afternoon.

After a night, Meng Zhili's fever completely subsided, and the next morning, he became full of energy.

I ate two bowls of porridge in the morning.

"Fubao's medical skills are so amazing. I underestimated her. Oh, I am so ashamed. After a while, I will get something good to give to Fubao as an apology."

Dong Qingyuan's cheeks turned red with embarrassment.

"Dad, I heard that Fubao's clinic is being renovated and will open next year?" Meng Zhili looked at his father-in-law.

"Yes, you have to go and show your support. Your life was saved by Fubao, so you have to take good care of her in the future." Dong Wei urged his son-in-law.

"That's natural. Not only does Dad love Fubao, I love her too. It's just a pity that Fubao is too young. If she were a few years older, I would definitely match her with Bujiu. After all, Bujiu also likes Fubao.

Good things should be kept within the family. Marrying into our family is a close relationship. Alas, she is too young. Bujiu is already sixteen years old, and Fubao is only seven. Bujiu can’t wait. Yuan’er, please start looking for a match for Bujiu next year.”

Meng Bujiu will die next year.

As long as nothing unexpected happens, the scholar will be safe.

Meng Zhili didn't want to help his son marry a daughter-in-law from a wealthy family.

As long as he has a good temper, is well-educated and polite, and can get along well with his son, that's enough.

"It's a pity. I watched Fubao grow up little by little, and I didn't dare to think about the day when she would get married. I don't know which stinky boy she would get married to. I must personally check it out. If there is anything wrong, I will never allow Fubao to marry even if I have to risk my reputation."

Dong Wei slammed the table and his eyes became fierce.

"Dad, you may have forgotten that Fubao will not marry outside her family. She will look for a son-in-law in the future." Dong Qingyuan chuckled.

Ever since she adopted Fubao as her goddaughter, she discovered that her biological father's temperament had become more lively.

In the past, he always had a stern face and never even smiled.

Even her own daughter was afraid of it.

Now, all my emotions are written on my face.

Good.

"Looking for a son-in-law? Okay, looking for a son-in-law is good. If he doesn't obey, just divorce him. Yes, the Jiang family's plan is in line with my mind."

Dong Wei was immediately happy.

Like an old naughty boy.

In the afternoon, Jiang Fubao came for a follow-up visit.

Seeing that her godfather had recovered well, she felt relieved and continued to busy herself with the shop.

Meng Bujiu had no idea that his father was sick.

When the school was on break and he was able to return to the backyard, he learned that his father had come back and had been sick for a few days.

Unfortunately, he had already returned to Chang'an Town and didn't even get to see him.

He learned that it was his sister Fubao who saved his father.

Meng Bujiu went to the house in person and used all his pocket money to buy a gift for Jiang Fubao.

The first snow falls.

Everyone changed into thick clothes.

November is the best time of the year for medical clinics.

A man and two women, carrying a fat baby on their backs, walked into the city on the snow.

They didn't bother to go shopping and went straight to the clinic.

"Doctor, help, save my precious grandson. He woke up one night with a fever. His body was burning hot. Please save my grandson."

The old woman knelt on the ground, crying miserably.

If you don’t know, you would think the child is dead.

"Get up quickly, let me take your pulse first and put the child on the bed." The doctor was used to this kind of scene.

He said to Sun Fu.

"How old is this child? When did he start to have a fever?" the doctor asked after taking the child's pulse.

"He's five years old. He started having a fever this morning. He went out to play in the snow yesterday, and then he became like this." Zhou Xiufen answered before Jiang Sanhe could speak.

"Five years old? I think he's at most four, but he's too young?" The doctor paused as he was writing the prescription.

"Yes, the baby was born at a young age, and the New Year came not long after the birth." Zhou Xiufen nodded quickly.

"No wonder. I'll write him a prescription. If you think it's too expensive, go to the pharmacy to get it. If you don't want to bother, you can get it from me. Colds can be mild or severe. The child is still young, so we can't let him play around anymore. It's better for him to stay at home in the winter."

The doctor in this clinic is very ethical and kind.

But Zhou Xiufen didn't appreciate it.

"Doctor, you are wrong. Children in the countryside should be strong, otherwise they will get sick easily. I was too strict with this child before, so he caught a cold after playing in the snow for a while. The other children who played with him were all fine. God is really blind."

Zhou Xiufen cursed.

The doctor stopped trying to persuade her.

After asking the three people to pay the consultation fee, he handed them the prescription.

The three of them left with the child.

"Alas, the family finally sold the grain and saved half a catty to buy these medicines, but most of it was gone in a flash. There are less than two months until the New Year, and Zong'er is always clamoring for meat. What should we do? Fu'er, why don't you bring Sanhe to town to find some odd jobs?"

Zhou Xiufen looked worried.

"It's snowing and very cold. I don't think I'll be able to find work. Otherwise, I'll just open up the land next year."

Mr. Sun shrank his neck and felt very cold.

All the land at home has been sold.

Last year, I planted rice on rented land from someone else.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have to work hard for a whole year to save only half a tael.

"How come life is getting harder and harder, Sanhe? Otherwise... you should go back to your parents' home and admit your mistakes. I heard that the shop your parents run is doing very well and should be making a lot of money. When Zong'er recovers from his illness, you can take him back to your parents' home. No matter how big the grudge is, let Zong'er call her grandma and he will be relieved."

Zhou Xiufen set her sights on the Jiang family.

"Mom, my mom, you know how we quarreled. She didn't even come to see me when I gave birth. I was so disappointed. I don't want to go back. In my mom's heart, I am not as good as my brothers after all."

There was resentment in Jiang Sanhe's eyes.

She clenched her fists and gritted her teeth.

In a few years, her appearance changed drastically.

The face, which originally had some flesh, is now completely shriveled, with prominent cheekbones and bulging eyes. From the side, it looks like a skinny, sad frog.

The skin is sallow and has many spots.

It's so ugly.

If Zhang Jinlan were here, she probably wouldn't recognize that this was her biological daughter.

"Fubao, the owner of the clothing store bought the shoes I embroidered. I made a lot of money today. Sister, can you have some mutton soup? It's so cold, let's warm ourselves up."

Not far away, Jiang Wangyou and Jiang Fubao were walking side by side on the street.

There were two maids following behind the two sisters.

Jiang Wangyou's voice reached Jiang Sanhe's ears.

She quickly turned around and looked.

The next second, he stood there in a daze.

"Zhao Di?!!!"