Chapter 11: Fighting for Life
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"Mama!" Huiya saw her grandmother lying on the kang softly, touching her hot forehead, and only felt that her liver and gallbladder were broken. Mama was still fine when she went out in the morning, she was fine when she ate, she was fine when she was packing up her things and writing letters, how could she be like this after sleeping for a while!
Huiya looked at Mama's gray face and called her several times, but she didn't see any response from Mama, she could only feel the hot air coming from her body, which made Huiya's eyes with tears in her eyes can't help but fall.
The scene of her previous life instantly appeared in Huiya's mind, and Mama Zheng's appearance of lying on the kang and still handling herself suddenly appeared in front of Huiya, making her heart hurt as if she had been poked in a big hole.
"Mama, Mama......" Huiya looked at Mama's weak breath, her heart ached, in her previous life, Mama had fought for her life, and now Mama fell down weakly again, does this actually want to repeat the original fate? Is this your fate?
No, no! Huiya shook her head violently, even if she was fighting for her life, she would never follow the old path of her previous life, and she would never let her grandmother die alone in this poor country.
Huiya's movement here was not small, not only Mrs. Dong, who came to deliver the oil lamp, found out, but even Dong Da, who was chopping firewood outside, heard it.
"What the hell is going on, how did Mama become like this!" Hui Ya was very anxious in her heart, but she knew that she couldn't solve the problem by crying her nose at this time, so she muttered to herself blankly.
"This Mama Zheng looks fine during the day, why did she suddenly fall ill!" Mrs. Dong was also confused, but she quickly calmed down, "I think Mama Zheng has a fever, why don't you get her some cold water first?" ”
There is a shortage of doctors and medicines in the mountains, even if there are barefoot langzhong, many people with minor illnesses and pains are reluctant to spend money to invite, and most of the time they are able to get through by themselves.
"Mama is not in good health, is there a doctor in this village?" Huiya looked at Dong's daughter-in-law who didn't care very much, and couldn't help but be angry in her heart, Mama was tired and sick for herself, where could she directly use cold water to ice something!
Thinking of this, and thinking of the grandmother who passed away in her previous life after a lingering illness in just over a month, Huiya's heart felt as if she had been strangled by a knife.
"Yes, there is a ......" Mrs. Dong wanted to persuade Hui Ya not to invite a doctor, after all, although the barefoot Langzhong was not very powerful, it also cost money to move, and it took several big bucks at a time.
"If you have it, please go and please!" Hui Ya was anxious, and her voice couldn't help but bring it out. Although Hui Ya looks like a teenage girl at the moment, the momentum of a large family that she has cultivated for a long time in her previous life is enough to scare Dong Da and them.
"Hey!" Dong Da looked at Hui Ya's appearance, couldn't help but nodded immediately, and immediately turned around to find the doctor without saying a word.
Of course, where is there a real doctor in these dozen or so small mountain villages, but it is just a barefoot Langzhong who can see some daily minor diseases, and Langzhong himself is also a hunter, and there is nothing big about it on weekdays and nights, but he arrives as soon as he calls.
After reading it to Mama Zheng, Na Langzhong only said that he was tired and suffered from some cold, and prescribed a decoction to Mama Zheng to dispel heat, collected five big money and left.
Dong's daughter-in-law took the decoction to boil, and Huiya was worried that her grandmother had a fever that would burn her body, so she asked Dong Da if she had any spirits. In Huiya's memory, wine seems to be able to reduce fever, she once had a high fever that does not go away, and the lady who helped the cook in the village used wine to help her wipe her body, so she survived.
Although Dong Da didn't know what the use of Hui Ya wanted spirits, next to Hui Ya and Mama Zheng are now their own food and clothing parents, they still took out the small half jar of wine that he was reluctant to drink on weekdays and saved during the Chinese New Year.
After Huiya took the wine, she opened the jar and smelled it, but it was just ordinary wine, only slightly better than rice wine. But something is better than nothing, Huiya thanked Dong Dadao, poured the wine into a bowl, and wiped Mama Zheng's forehead, hands and feet with a cloth towel dipped in the wine.
Mama Zheng's illness is urgent and serious, if Huiya hadn't been helping her wipe her body with wine to cool down, when Mrs. Dong brought the medicine, Mama Zheng would have been burned a long time ago.
Huiya wanted to help Mama up from the kang, but her strength was really not enough, so she had to ask Mrs. Dong to help, and she took the medicine bowl, and after carefully blowing it cold, she fed Mama to drink medicine little by little.
Mama Zheng's forehead was still very hot, after Huiya finished feeding the medicine, she fed her half a bowl of warm sugar water, seeing that Mama Zheng seemed to be better than just now, the uneasiness in her heart faded slightly, but she still didn't dare to let go of her heart, so she kept rubbing wine for Mama Zheng to cool down with the faint light.
The night slowly deepened, Dong Da and Mrs. Dong couldn't hold it and went back to sleep, in the quiet and dim West House, under the faint light, only Huiya's small figure was busy, trying to fight for her life, trying to make Mama Zheng get better quickly.
Huiya's eyes were full of tears, Rao was already very sleepy and tired, feeling Mama's constantly hot body, Huiya's hand never stopped.
No matter how hard and tired the body is, it can't reach the panic in my heart, if Mama is so sick, there will be no difference from the tragic past life, not only Mama will be buried in this mountain, but even I am afraid that I will not be able to escape the tragic fate.
I don't know how long it took, when the first rays of morning light shone into the room through the window lattice, Hui Ya woke up suddenly, she was busy looking at the place where Mama Zheng was lying, and seeing that she was still lying there, she couldn't help but tremble her little hands, and slowly stretched out to Mama Zheng's forehead.
Although it was warm in the hand, it was not as hot as yesterday, and Huiya breathed a sigh of relief, and her eyes were already filled with tears. I just feel that the heart that I have been carrying since yesterday can finally be put down.
Hearing movement in the room next to her, Huiya suddenly remembered that Mama was old and sick and couldn't eat too coarse food. So he got up lightly from the kang, walked to the kitchen, and told Mrs. Dong to let her go and change some white rice and come back, and cook porridge for Mama.
Hui Ya and Mama Zheng are the financial owners of the Dong family, and what she says is naturally listened to by Mrs. Dong. There was not much white rice left in the Dong family, only enough for a small pot, so she first cooked the white rice into porridge, ready to give it to Mama Zheng and Huiya to eat first, and then let Dong Da take a lot of money to buy some white rice, or exchange horse meat for some white rice.
When the sweet aroma of rice porridge gradually wafted in the kitchen, Mama Zheng woke up. As soon as she saw that Mama had woken up, Huiya was full of joy, and rushed to the kang in a hurry, looking at the sickly Mama, but she couldn't help crying somehow.