In the afternoon, I went out to send all the letters, and by the way, I ate a bowl of noodles at a small shop near the train station, and Yuan Lang hurried back. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The weather outside is so hot that there is still a fan on the ceiling of the Huidao Hotel, so that it will not be the same as outside, like the meat in a steamer, and the oil will be steamed.

Walking to the door of the room, before the key in Yuan Lang's hand was inserted into the hole, he heard a burst of crying from the room.

The little boy was crying again.....

Yuan Lang glanced at the door of the next room, and after a while, Xiaoxin's father didn't come out, it seemed that he had something to do.

With a turn of the key, she opened the door and went in, and the old lady held the little boy with difficulty, trapping his hand and not letting him move.

The child cried a lot, and the old man also shed tears.

That look is really pitiful, especially the child, looking at his tongue from time to time, it's quite worrying anyway.

However, thinking of the attitude of the child's parents, Yuan Lang's paused footsteps and walked in the direction of his bed.

She's better not to be too troublesome....

Now it is still a little difficult for her to be as considerate as Wang Lao, at least after kindly mentioning it once, others don't listen, and Yuan Lang doesn't want to bother talking.

So she just didn't hear it, and she didn't lean in front of her grandparents, but just quietly shrunk on the side of her bed.

The child kept crying, and in the middle, the new father came and went, bringing back a bag of medicine in a small sack of burlap, and I don't know if it was prescribed from the hospital or where he got it.

The old lady wiped her tears, and forced herself to crush the small white particles of medicine into powder and pour water into the child.

During this period, Xiaoxin, who seemed to be well-behaved and skillful, was extremely uncooperative, using both hands and feet, struggling in various ways, and several times the potion in the old lady's hand was knocked over by him to the ground.

That's it, the old lady didn't speak, and Yuan Lang didn't say that she took the initiative to help.

After a while, Xiaoxin didn't know if he was tired of crying, or the pain and itching on his tongue had been relieved, in short, his voice slowly weakened, and he nested in the old lady's arms with a tired look.

Sensibly wiped the old lady's tears with her little hands, "Grandma doesn't cry, it's not good for Xiaoxin." ”

The child's intimate gesture caused the old lady, who had calmed down, to burst into tears instantly, and cried for a while.

The tears on the faces of the grandparents and grandchildren were not dry, and now they are fine, and they begin to hug each other sadly.

There was always a crying sound in his ears, and the notes of Wang Lao in Yuan Lang's hand couldn't be taken to heart, so he had to wrap the notes sewn with thick thread again with cotton cloth layer after layer, and wrap a layer of waterproof oil film paper on top.

The one at the end is called a cautious and safe, for fear that this notebook will be a little damaged.

This layer of oil film paper was bought by her in the afternoon from many stationery stores in the city.

If you can't calm down, then endorse it, Yuan Lang turned out "Treatise on Typhoid Fever" again.

She memorized all the words in the previous book, but she didn't quite understand the meaning. But isn't there a saying that if you read a book a thousand times, you will see an uprising.

If you read a lot, you can always understand it slowly and thoroughly.

"Treatise on Typhoid Fever" mainly describes some contents of exogenous fever, which is divided into the method of dialectical pulse and the method of flat pulse....

With this endorsement, Yuan Lang gradually fell into a trance, and all the noise around her was left behind by her.

Asked: What does it mean to have yin and yang?

Answer: Where the pulse is big, floating, numerous, moving, and slippery, this name is yang; The pulse is heavy, astringent, weak, stringy, and slight, this name is yin, and those who see the yang pulse in yin disease are born, and those who see yin in yang disease die in yin vein.

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Yin and Yang talk about clouds: the temperature of spring is harmonious, the summer is hot, the autumn is cool, and the winter is cold

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After Yuan Lang recited the entire book repeatedly, he came back to his senses, and it was dark outside the window, and it had been several hours since he last eat.

Yuan Lang touched his stomach, his chest was already hungry and his back was pasted, but fortunately he bought a few big steamed buns in the afternoon and put them in his bag, which was originally intended to be on the train to satisfy his hunger, no matter how hungry he was now, he could only eat it first, and he would buy it tomorrow.

Turning out the steamed bun and taking a big bite, it finally relieved the burning sensation in the stomach.

The room was quiet, Yuan Lang raised his eyes and looked to the side, the quilt on the bed next door was neatly folded, the grandparents and grandchildren were not there, Yuan Lang thought they had checked out and left.

But after Yuan Lang ate two steamed buns, the old lady came in with her little grandson again.

Before anyone entered, Xiaoxin's father's voice came first, "Don't worry, the doctor also said just now, Xiaoxin is very healthy except for the itchy and sore tongue, as long as the root cause of the disease is found, the treatment is still very simple..."

Behind it was a squirming of comfort.

It turned out that the family went to the doctor again.

It's really pitiful for parents all over the world, when children are sick, parents are also affected.

Yuan Lang chewed the steamed buns, but sighed without any emotion.

The old lady's son sent the grandfather and grandson into the room, and also went back to the next door to rest, during which when he came into the room, he raised his eyelids when he saw Yuan Lang, and then looked away, but he didn't say anything other unpleasant, just as Yuan Lang didn't exist.

The old lady was also tired, and after cleaning up herself and her little grandson, she turned off the light on her side and lay down, without saying a word to Yuan Lang.

In the final analysis, it's just strangers who happen to meet, and Yuan Lang doesn't care about the difference in attitudes towards them before and after, and he's even happier like this.

It's very relaxing....

In the middle of the night, Xiaoxin got up and made trouble twice, and his itching seemed to be flare-ups one after another.

Yuan Lang was woken up once, she turned over and covered her ears with the quilt to continue sleeping, and she found that the child's seizures seemed to be becoming more and more frequent, and the intervals were getting shorter and shorter.

I don't know if it's my own delusion, or if Xiaoxin was like this before.

However, this thought flashed in Yuan Lang's mind, and she left it alone, and a burst of dense sleepiness hit her.

Inevitably, Yuan Lang's sleep last night was still affected by the grandparents and grandchildren in the next bed, and when he got up in the morning, Yuan Lang was light on his feet and heavy on his head, and there was a circle of blue and black under his eyes.

Looking out of the window, I could already feel the heat that the sun had not yet risen.

Early in the morning, the weather is so hot, how can this stand it?

Whenever this time comes, Yuan Lang misses the air conditioner of later generations.

Now the ceiling fan above his head is squeaking and turning, bringing a little coolness, but when he gets up, his body is still slimy, which is extremely uncomfortable, Yuan Lang hurriedly ran to take a cold shower.

Coming out of the bathroom, Yuan Lang noticed that the grandfather and grandson in the next bed had gone out early.

The quilts and pillows were all neatly arranged, and it was estimated that when Yuan Lang hadn't woken up yet, they left, and even the boxes they used to hold the garbage left over from the snacks they had eaten were taken away.

Yuan Lang felt that no matter what the old lady said about her, she really felt that the quality of this family was really good, and it could be seen from the subtleties.

After eating breakfast slowly, Yuan Lang went to the waiting room of the station in advance to wait, and she also saw the figure of the old lady's family of three from a distance, but she didn't go to say hello.

Fortunately, the train was not delayed, and I was able to get on the train when the time came.

Waiting for the green train to slowly start moving forward, Yuan Lang had a lot of thoughts in his heart.

She, at last, took the first step of the plan....

A new life, here she comes.