"Silly son, why are you so stupid! My life is worthless, you can't have an accident! ”

The middle-aged woman burst into tears, her frail body hugged her son Li Xiaohu tightly, and trembled violently.

It can be easily seen that the middle-aged woman is very excited in her heart, and even her crying tone is full of guilt and self-blame.

The line in the mother's hand, the wanderer's shirt.

Mothers are the greatest people in the world, and they would rather suffer and suffer themselves, and they would rather all the suffering befall them than let their children suffer a little. However, her son, at such a young age, had to endure so much fatigue and so much suffering.

This......

Biren used a knife to dig out a piece of meat in her heart, which made her feel distressed.

Li Xiaohu is also crying, but he cries without regrets, all these years of grievances, all these years of suffering, all turned into tears at this moment.

Mother is alive, everything she has endured, everything is worth it.

God opened his eyes, there are still very kind well-wishers in the world, Dr. Shang promised to save his mother, Brother Lu treated his mother, they are all reincarnated living Bodhisattvas!

He Li Xiaohu firmly believes that it is his sincerity that touched the sky, touched the doctor and the apprentice, good people have good rewards, in the future he will not only be filial, but also work hard, now someone has dedicated his selfless love to himself, saved his mother, and in the future he will rely on his ability to help more and more people in need.

Others may not be able to understand more deeply the deep meaning of icing on the cake is not as good as sending charcoal in the snow, but he understands that the hands stretched out by others in times of difficulty will give you warmth and make you full of gratitude.

"Mom, I'm going to have an accident, I'm a little man, I can help you heal and take care of you!"

Li Xiaohu choked up and said.

At this moment, he felt extremely warm.

Although he was crying, when all the pain and grievances were vented, a thick happiness surrounded him. Because he saw the hope of his mother's illness being cured, because in this world, there are two people besides his mother who are good to him.

The middle-aged woman hugged her hand tighter, for fear that her son would be gone as soon as she let go.

After a long time, she let go of her son, and said bitterly with tears: "At the beginning, if I had died, you would not have suffered so much, it was all my sin!" ”

Li Xiaohu's face changed greatly, tears flowed out, crying and shouting: "Mom, you can't commit suicide anymore, what should I do if you die?" Now Dr. Shang has said that he can cure your illness, and when you are cured, our life will be better! I'm not afraid of hardship or tiredness, as long as you can live well. ”

Shang Wende and Lu Feng on the side looked at each other.

Lu Feng wiped away the tears on his face and said suspiciously, "Auntie, are you ...... Are you suicidal? ”

The middle-aged woman looked at her son dotingly and sadly, then wiped the tears from her face, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yes! I have committed suicide twice, the first time because of my illness, when my family was ruined, I didn't want to affect my son anymore, so I chose to commit suicide. It's a pity that God didn't want my suffering to end, and in the end I didn't die; The second time was when my son was carrying me to Shandong on his back, on his son's back, he walked hard in the majestic rain, I really didn't want to look at my son because I was tortured because I was not human, so when we found a bridge to shelter from the rain, I jumped into the river to commit suicide, but unfortunately the king of Hades did not accept me, and I was rescued by my son from the river again......"

"I really don't want him to be tortured for me anymore, my conscience is disturbed! He is still young, but he has to endure hardships that are unbearable for adults, and I think that it is better to live than to die, at least, my son can survive and not have to suffer so many sins. ”

As she spoke, the middle-aged woman's tears flowed down again.

Lu Feng's nose was sour, and the stopped tears rushed out of his eyes again, with a hint of excitement, he hurriedly squatted beside the middle-aged woman, reached out and grabbed her thin arm, and said eagerly: "Auntie, you must not think about it anymore, maybe your death is a relief, but without you, Xiaohu's future life may be even more miserable, maybe he will be condemned by his conscience for the rest of his life, although he is young, but he has a heart stronger than an adult, he is unwilling to let the mother who loves him die in front of him, He believes that he is capable, and if you die and are freed, then for him, maybe living will be painful for a lifetime. ”

The middle-aged woman's eyes closed slightly, tears flowed down her face, and she opened them again after more than ten seconds, nodded silently and said: "Don't worry, I will never seek death and life in the future, for my son, for my son to suffer so much, I have to survive, I want to take care of him, watch him study, watch him succeed in his career, watch him start a family." ”

Lu Feng nodded heavily, with a look of relief in his eyes.

This pair of loving mothers and sons has brought him too much touch, and I am afraid that in this life, he will never forget the various things he has experienced today.

The tattered cloth bag, the dime of money

"Goo-Goo......

A "cooing" sound came from the middle-aged woman's stomach, which made her face full of sadness show a touch of embarrassment for a while.

Li Xiaohu also heard it clearly, and in an instant he understood that his mother was hungry, and only when he was hungry would there be a "cooing" sound in his stomach.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately ran to the table not far away, grabbed the bun he bought in the morning, ran back and handed it to his mother, with a hint of hesitation in his tone, and said silently: "Mom, give you the bun, this bun has been left for a day, and it is cold, you eat a little to pad your stomach first, and I will buy you some hot food later." ”

The middle-aged woman's tears flowed again, and she shook her head suddenly and whimpered: "Son, you eat first, you eat and I will eat later, from now on, what you eat, what Mom eats, Mom can't let you suffer alone!" ”

Li Xiaohu looked at the twenty buns in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then silently picked up one, there are a lot of buns today, enough for himself and his mother to eat. With tears in his eyes, he gulped down one before he handed it back to his mother.

The middle-aged woman choked back tears and silently took the bun.

Shang Wende, who was standing on the side, really couldn't bear to disturb the mother and son, but now the body of a middle-aged woman, especially in this situation where she has not eaten for a day and a night, if she eats hard food directly, it is very bad for her health. That's why he hurriedly stopped: "This bun can't be eaten now, your body is now in a period of extreme hunger, and eating hard food rashly is very bad for your body, so I asked Lu Feng to buy some millet porridge and hot milk, and drink some of this liquid food first." ”

Lu Feng nodded and said, "Yes, I'll buy it now, and I'll be back soon!" ”

With that, he stood up and strode out of the hospital.

After living for forty or fifty years, who is good to himself and who is not good to himself, the middle-aged woman can still see it, and he can feel the kindness of Shang Wende and Lu Feng to their mother and son.

When the steaming millet porridge and two bottles of milk with a mellow smell were placed in front of the middle-aged woman, her controlled emotions fluctuated again, and she pulled her son to kowtow to Shang Wende and Lu Feng to express her gratitude to the two.

Lu Feng's eyes were quick, and he hurriedly stopped the mother and son who were about to kneel, and said seriously: "Auntie, don't do this, Master and I are doing this completely for our own conscience." If you want to be grateful, thank your son, thank yourself, because you educated him so well, so sensible and filial. ”

The middle-aged woman nodded silently with tears in her eyes, but her expression of gratitude was still overflowing.

Since Li Xiaohu had already eaten dinner, he simply accompanied his mother to eat a little, and then watched his mother eat with a happy smile. In the past few years, today is his happiest day, and every time his eyes sweep over Shang Wende and Lu Feng, he will show gratitude.

Shang Wende had already left with the medicinal herbs, and the medical hall did not have the utensils to boil the Chinese medicine, so he could only carry the medicinal herbs back to his residence.

An hour after the middle-aged woman had dinner, Shang Wende returned to the hospital with a jar of boiled Chinese medicine, handed it to Li Xiaohu, and asked his mother to drink it.

This night, Lu Feng did not leave, after Shang Wende left, he and Li Xiaohu sat on another hospital bed, keeping vigil for middle-aged women.

Early the next morning, Shang Wende came very early, and when he saw Li Xiaohu cleaning with a broom and an iron dustpan, he nodded secretly and strode into the medical hall.

"Xiaofeng, how is she? Nothing happens at night, right? ”

Lu Feng said with a smile: "Master, Auntie slept well all night, and when I got up in the morning, I found that her complexion was a little more ruddy than before, which was obviously the effect of the treatment." ”

Shang Wende nodded and said, "That's good, from today onwards, you will give her acupuncture once a day in the morning, noon and evening, and I will do the problem of tormenting Chinese medicine." ”

After speaking, he walked to the middle-aged woman who had already sat up, and said with a smile: "I'll take your pulse and see how your condition is treated!" ”

The middle-aged woman naturally had no problem, and as soon as Shang Wende's voice was finished, she stretched out her hand.

Taking the pulse, the most important skill of Chinese medicine, is also a measure of whether it can become a measure of Chinese medicine.

Lu Feng has always wanted to learn to take the pulse, but the master didn't propose to teach him, and he didn't dare to ask, after all, he understood that since the master didn't propose to teach him now, then it was definitely not time yet.

Time always flies quickly, like making a roller coaster, and before it can be recalled, it seems to have passed. Three days were spent in the middle-aged woman's complexion getting better and better.

Early in the morning of the fourth day, when Shang Wende came to the hospital with the decocted Chinese medicine and handed the Chinese medicine to the middle-aged woman, he turned to Lu Feng and said: "Wait until you give her acupuncture again, there will be no need for acupuncture in the future, I will prescribe a new Chinese medicine, and the medicine will be able to cure her illness in the future!" ”