Chapter 113: Treatment
Until the early morning, the rooster had already crowed, and a new day was coming, Xiao Mu dragged his tired body to boil hot water.
At this time, the old man was also a lot quieter, he was not moaning, maybe he was asleep, Zhang Laohan walked out with a cigarette stick in his mouth, ready to start boiling water to cook pig food.
Xiao Mu asked Zhang Laohan and said, "Grandpa, is grandma better?"
Zhang Laohan shook his head in frustration, and the dark circles under his eyes were obvious.
Xiao Mu naturally knew the result, didn't ask much, didn't talk to Zhang Laohan, fried some fried rice alone, and went to school after eating.
When Xiao Mu arrived in the classroom, he was still the same as usual, taking out his book and opening it to read the book, but he couldn't read it, he was thinking about the old man in his heart, and he didn't have the heart to read at all.
I simply put the books together, climbed on the table and fell asleep, my little head turned around, I couldn't sleep, and it was very uncomfortable.
I stayed up like this until I read it in the morning.
Guo Yang walked in, looked at the sluggish Xiao Mu and said, "What's the matter, what did you do last night, look at you lifeless." ”
It took a long time for Xiao Mu to react, "It's nothing, something happened at home, I didn't sleep well." ”
Guo Yang asked curiously, "What's the matter?"
Xiao Mu didn't want to answer Guo Yang, opened the book and sighed, "Oh, forget it, I'm too lazy to tell you." ”
Throughout the morning's class, Xiao Mu was groggy and had no desire to go to class, and was very sleepy, but fortunately, the teacher didn't say anything.
After school, Xiao Mu was the first to rush out of the classroom, accidentally bumped into a classmate, and was scolded by a classmate for being sick.
Panting and rushing to the old man's room, many people gathered around the old man's room.
The doctor in the white coat stood by the old man's bed with the medical kit on his back, and Wan Rong stood at the door, the atmosphere was very solemn.
The doctor asked the old man, "How do you feel now, what is the specific discomfort, and what are the symptoms?"
The old man said with the only strength he had: "I feel very weak, chills, and very uncomfortable. ”
Then the doctor sat down next to the old man and checked the old man's pulse, frowned and said: "The pulse is also normal, I have never encountered such a condition, it is a little strange." ”
As soon as the words fell, the doctor took out something similar to a headset from the medical box, hung it around his neck, put one end on the old man's chest, and picked up the end similar to an earbud and put it in his ear.
The audience was quiet, for fear of disturbing the doctor's thoughts.
Xiao Mu pulled Wanrong's clothes, "Uncle, what is that?"
Wan Rong glanced at Xiao Mu and said impatiently: "It's called an earpiece, which is used to judge the condition, and I don't know what the specific principle is and how to use it." ”
Xiao Mu found that Wan Rong was going to be angry, so he didn't dare to speak, and stared at the doctor intently.
The doctor put away the earpiece, frowned and said to Zhang Laohan: "I said Lao Zhang, I am not very sure about Lao Fu's condition, you see if I give him two injections first to see how the effect is, if not, I can't do anything." ”
Zhang Laohan only wanted to cure the old man, and without thinking about it, he asked the doctor to give the old man an injection, holding his palm tightly, restless.
The doctor took out two potions from the medical box, and he didn't know what the potion was, and gave it to the old man.
After the potion, the doctor said to Zhang Laohan: "Okay, it's over, I've come once a day in the morning and once in the evening for the past few days until the old man recovers." ”
Zhang Laohan held the doctor's hands and said excitedly: "Okay, okay, thank you, the medical expenses will be settled for you at one time, you remember." ”
The doctor hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's okay, it doesn't matter when you give it." ”
The doctor packed up the medical equipment, Wan Rong went out to prepare lunch, Xiao Mu stared at the old man lying on the bed intently, very painful.
Zhang Laohan tried to keep the doctor at his home for lunch, but the doctor did not agree, and returned home with the medical kit on his back.
After lunch was cooked, Zhang Laohan first served a bowl of rice to the old man and sandwiched a few pieces of meat to send to her.
But the old man saw that the dish was very greasy, and it made her nauseate when he saw it, so he said: "I can't eat it, don't eat it, or get me a bowl of boiled water to soak in rice." ”
Zhang Laohan brought out the rice, changed it to boiled water and sent it to the old man.
But the old man couldn't move at all, so naturally he couldn't eat by himself.
Zhang Laohan took a pillow and cotton clothes to raise his head, carefully helped the old man up, leaned on the head of the bed, took a small spoon, and fed the old man little by little.
When the old man finished eating, Xiao Mu also ate well, and there was still about half an hour before class, so Xiao Mu ran to the old man's room.
He took the old man's hand and said, "Grandma, how are you feeling, are you better?" ”
The old man's eyes were a little moist, and he held Xiao Mu's hands tightly and said, "Xiao Mu, no matter what, you have to listen to your grandfather and uncle, don't be naughty, if you are naughty, people will say that you are not, you know?"
Xiao Mu didn't understand what the old man meant by saying that at the time, but fortunately, he also agreed to the old man and didn't make the old man angry.
As soon as the words fell, the old man turned his head and spit out all the food he had just eaten.
Xiao Mu panicked, and immediately got up and ran around and shouted to Zhang Laohan, "Grandpa, grandpa, grandma vomited all the food you just ate, come and take a look." ”
Zhang Laohan put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand and ran to the old man's room with a brisk walk.
kept patting the old man's back, and muttered in his mouth: "It's okay, it's okay, if you want to vomit, just spit it out." ”
After that, I will ask the old man: "Don't you feel it after the injection, is it still the same as before?"
The old man still lowered his head, as if he hadn't vomited enough, and said slowly: "Ouch, it doesn't feel useful, it still hurts." ”
Zhang Laohan comforted and said, "It's okay, it's okay, just get two more injections." ”
Then he asked, "Since you don't want to eat, I'll go and cook some porridge for you, the porridge will be better." ”
The old man nodded slightly.
And the sensible Xiao Mu also followed Zhang Laohan out, scooped some charcoal ash with a trash can and poured it on top of the rice that the old man spit out, and disturbed it with a broom.
Zhang Laohan hadn't eaten yet, put the food aside, and said to Wan Rong: "Wan Rong, you go and watch your mother, I'll help her cook some porridge, she can't eat white rice." ”
This time, Wan Rong obediently listened to Zhang Laohan's words and didn't talk back to him, after all, Wan Rong would still listen to the adults at that time.
In order to be able to take good care of the old man, Wan Vieng, the ditch in the village, did not go, and chose to contribute money and not contribute, which is undoubtedly the best decision.
It wasn't too early, Xiao Mu said hello to Zhang Laohan, who was cooking porridge, and came to the classroom in a daze.
It may be that he didn't sleep all night last night, and Xiao Mu, who had just arrived in the classroom, quickly fell asleep on the desk under the quiet and warm sunshine, even though he had already started class.