Bai Ziqi froze as soon as he stepped out of the threshold.

The plum blossoms he had just seen in the courtyard had been knocked over several baskets by Liu Wan, and the child seemed to find it a pleasure to knock over and scatter these soft and green petals, and he threw off his hand and kept raising and scattering, and the wrapped left hand was not idle, and he went to overturn the dustpan one by one through the burlap.

Large and small bamboo vessels rolled all over the ground, and the half-withered petals were trampled all over the ground by him, and they were thickly paved.

Shen'er and Qian'er are one in front of the front, the other is in the back to coax, so anxious that both of them are crying, the little grandmother finally dried up the petals, I heard that they are used as medicinal materials, how can they be so badly practiced? They will be scolded.

"Brother Wan-" Bai Ziqi sharply dissuaded.

Liu Wan was brought by him, and it seems that he should be responsible.

But Liu Wan glared at him, and suddenly the corners of his mouth twitched, looking vicious, not only ignored him, but became even more presumptuous.

Seeing that the whole yard was flying red, more utensils were knocked over, and the petals were flying one after another.

Bai Ziqi took a step forward and stepped forward to drag Liu Wan.

Suddenly, a small hand behind him was gently pulling the corner of his clothes, looking back, Liu Wan's child daughter-in-law was looking at him quietly, inadvertently bumping into such a gaze, Bai Ziqi felt that the heart that was originally irritated by Liu Wan's nonsense calmed down in an instant, as if the anger that suddenly rose up in her stomach had disappeared, but seeing her clear eyes and peaceful face, it seemed that what Liu Wan did was not a big deal in her eyes at all, as if she had worked hard to make these petals just to make this little madman play around at this moment.

She nodded, her eyes were closed, and between the retractions, Bai Ziqi seemed to understand what she meant, and obediently followed her back to the house.

Orchid Lancao observed her words and looks, and saw that the little grandmother was not annoyed at all, and nothing happened, so they knew that they naturally didn't need to dissuade and scold Liu Gongzi by burning their own fire, and they didn't need to rush to reprimand the little girl for being careless.

Soon the deep and shallow children in the courtyard received a message from Orchid: Little grandma, don't disturb the young master, let him play to his heart's content, what should you do.

Shen'er Qian'er was relieved when she heard it, since the above didn't blame, and even let it go, then it's good, just let Liu Gongzi play, but when the time comes, Sister Orchid doesn't ask us.

The two little girls were the same as before, quietly stirring the petals, and every basket was turned over.

The room was quiet.

Compared to the noise outside, it seems like this is another world.

Bai Ziqi is drinking tea.

The dumb aunt watched Liu Wan through the window.

What's so nice about a fool?

It's scary when you're sick, and even if you're not sick now, there's nothing to watch like that, so it's better to take a few more glances at the handsome guys around you.

Orchid was very unceremoniously enjoying the peerless demeanor of Cousin Bai, she was bold, her eyes were vicious, she glanced at a few times, pretended to be busy with other things, and then secretly snooped after a while.

Bluegrass was too shy to look at it, so she sat alone in a corner, took the half-embroidered embroidery and continued to do it. Even if he tried his best to pretend to be calm on the surface, he didn't seem to care about a handsome guy like Bai Ziqi at all, and he could turn a blind eye. In fact, only she knows how a little heart is entangled, nervous, adoring and afraid, her hands are trembling slightly, her palms are full of sweat, she can't hold the needle and thread, and the embroidery can only be pretended at the moment.

Only the dumb aunt was completely quiet and out of the matter. She couldn't take her eyes off the figure who was messing around in the yard, it was sunny today, he didn't have a cloak, he only wore a short cotton jacket and cotton pants, and it became more and more that his small body was so thin that people couldn't help but feel pitiful.

Such a disease cannot be cured overnight, and only some lucky people can be completely cured, and a considerable number of patients will boil themselves out of oil and die in the increasing pain and suffering day after day, and their lives will come to an end.

"A large number of clinical treatments have shown that drugs such as phenytoin, phenobarbital, carbamazepine and valproic acid have positive anti-epileptic effects, but they are only effective for some patients. Master's words were clear in my mind. "To truly comprehensively and effectively cure this stubborn disease, the current medical level of human beings is not yet reached, so I have practiced medicine for decades and found that the most effective treatment method at present is the combination of Western medicine and Chinese medicine. ”

At that time, she often looked at Master's thin body and wondered, why should a person devote his whole life to one thing, until his life's work was exhausted.

At that time, the patients in her eyes were strange and distant, and even if she occasionally came across Master's diagnosis and treatment site, she would be sad to see their pain and feel sorry for them, but speaking in good conscience, she did not really pity them from the bottom of her heart, because they were far away from herself, and Master and them were only practitioners and patients, but she was a bystander. Therefore, she will sympathize when she watches, but she will still forget about it after leaving.

What about the child in front of her? Looking at his thin and sick appearance, her heart was faintly worried, and she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, this sadness and concern were not clear, she couldn't get rid of it, and her heart didn't obey the call, she wanted to bet on that lonely figure, she felt that he was pitiful, and hoped that he would get better.

Here, of course, there will be no Western medicine for epilepsy, so how to diagnose and treat it, she is not sure, regret is like a touch of wind, faintly swept over her heart, when she followed the master to deepen the clinical study of obstetrics and gynecology, if she could pay more attention to this disease, would it be easier now?

Unfortunately, there is no turning back in life.

We can only move forward without hesitation.

He flipped over one basket, sprinkled some petals, and then stared at the dark red hair on the ground for a moment, then walked to the next basket and repeated the previous action.

She noticed that between one basket and the next, his speed slowed down, and the later he went, the slower he became, and sometimes it seemed as if he was thinking about something in front of the red ground, and stood still thinking.

Finally, he squatted down, stretched out his hand to hold the petals, and the two little hands pressed together vigorously, and then he held both hands full, turned back and put them in the basket, and then took the next handful.

The movement was steady, his expression was no longer irritable, and he gradually quieted down, and finally knelt on the ground, while slowly filling the basket with petals, while raising his head, not looking at anyone, only looking at the sky in the high place, a real smile appeared on his sallow little face, he was laughing, indicating that his heart was very happy.

The dumb aunt caught those laughs, she hurriedly returned to the desk to lay out the paper and pen, and wrote a whole word in one breath, "The diet should not be spicy and stimulating, usually not too full, not hungry and thirsty, not too much diet, not intense activities, the diet is mainly talkative, but the appropriate amount of meat supplementation, drink more milk." ”

That's all I can remember for the time being.

I usually listen to the master's nagging a lot, and I accidentally fall into my ears.

As soon as Bai Ziqi saw this cousin's daughter-in-law writing, she immediately stood up and watched silently.

But she ignored the eager student and wrote another one, "Can you ask the doctor to see this disease?"

In fact, she had already asked Lancao about this, but now it was Bai Ziqi who was talking, so it was necessary to repeat it.

Bai Ziqi took it and wrote, "Famous doctors near and far have almost seen it, and there is no cure for it, and the doctor said that there is no cure for this epilepsy since ancient times." ”

Epilepsy?

Sure enough, it is similar to the folk name of that life, which is also called lamb madness, and the scientific name in medicine is epilepsy.

No matter what it is called, it is a very troublesome and difficult to treat incurable disease.

"At what age did you start getting sick?"

The dumb aunt wrote slowly.

Bai Ziqi stared at the font, today she has been writing a font that he can understand, although the content is understood, but he is a little lost in his heart, what he wants to see is the kind of font that seems simple but very novel.

But she stopped writing, why, afraid that I would steal the school?

"I guess when I was five years old, I don't remember very clearly, when he was already running all over the ground, that summer was very hot, he had a wind chill, high fever did not go away, and after retreating, he looked depressed and thinner, and in winter, his facial features began to lose shape, he became unspeakable, he liked to be alone in a daze, and then he began to have convulsions. ”

At the age of five, from summer to winter, from malaise to onset convulsions?

The description of the condition is similar to the onset of epilepsy, but what is the underlying cause of the child's epilepsy?

What is the psychological burden of a small child? Stimulated by external shocks, or is it simply caused by febrile convulsions?

She shook her head in distress, she knew that it would be so difficult to use it urgently today, so it was better to follow the master to have a little snack.

The child in the courtyard actually gathered all the petals into a big dustpan and put a thick layer, and then he pouted his ass and climbed in, and slowly fell asleep in the petal jungle, two little hands kept picking up the petals and splashing them on his face, and soon the layers of red buried him in it.

Shen'er Qian'er was stunned and watched, regretting that the little grandmother had given an order, telling the little master to make trouble as much as he could, and no one was allowed to interfere, so they naturally did not dare to disobey.

Finally, the thick rain of petals completely covered the thin body, and he lay quietly, as if enjoying it.

Orchid Orchid Grass in the window, eyes are already round.

Lan Cao wanted to speak and stopped, she wanted to remind the little grandmother, tell Cousin Bai to bring Brother Wan back to the eldest lady as soon as possible, in case of a sudden illness, wouldn't Jiaoyuan make trouble for herself.

But the little grandmother looked as usual, slowly admiring the child's nonsense as if she were admiring a painting.

She's not in a hurry, and she's not in a hurry when the sky falls.

It's useless for others to get angry just in a hurry.

The orchid brewed tea over and over again, and the tea of Cousin Bai had already been brewed white, and there was no taste of tea, but he was like drinking new tea for the first time, taking a sip and drinking it extremely sweet.

That posture, that look, that gaze, it seems that the tea in the corner courtyard is the best tea in the whole Liufu, even if he is asked to drink here for ten days and half a month, he is willing.

Qian'er quietly lifted the curtain to report the incident, saying that Brother Wan fell asleep in the basket.

Everyone was shocked, Bai Ziqi and Orchid Lancao showed worries, but only the dumb aunt showed a slight smile, nodded lightly, and wrote the last sentence: "Don't wake up, take him back to sleep." Very good. ”

Very good, what does that mean?

Is it better to fall asleep, or to take it back with it?

On the way back to send him back with his arms carefully holding Liu Wan, Bai Ziqi thought about this sentence over and over again in his mind.