Chapter 53: Anti-inflammatories
"Uncle Yang, what kind of anti-inflammatory drug, you can write your name to me." Beth said sweetly.
Although Yang Wulang still didn't believe that Bei Sitian was a Chinese medicine practitioner like her father, he saw that she showed her two hands, and he also knew that she was not a complete novice in this industry, so he wrote anti-inflammatory drugs to her.
"This anti-inflammatory drug is quite expensive." Yang Wulang wanted to sigh again, and wrote to her, with the situation of Luo Er's family, he couldn't afford to smash the pot and sell iron.
He thought about it and came out of the house.
Yang Wulang pulled Ma aside and whispered a few words.
Ma Shi suddenly glared and pulled his face, "No!" ”
"You've seen the situation here, if there are no anti-inflammatory drugs, I'm afraid this kid won't survive." Yang Wulang said.
Ma shook his head, "You are a doctor, it was an injection and stitches just now, it's a big deal, we don't need money, it's also our kindness, and now you have to borrow money again, the anti-inflammatory medicine is more than ten yuan, with their family situation, how can they pay it back!" ”
"Then you can't see death without help."
"Let's call it death and don't save it, I've been busy all afternoon, I haven't even drunk saliva, I don't want a penny, how can I call it rescue!" Ma felt that the two of them had done their best.
Borrow money?
Although her family has a bit of a family background, but more than a dozen yuan is not big money, but it can't be regarded as small money, with the situation of Luo's second family, this money is lost, whose money is blown by the wind, don't they all have to save every penny!
Yang Wulang talked to Ma for a long time, but he didn't make sense, he didn't blame Ma, if the money was lent out, he didn't plan to let Luo Erjia pay it back, and they couldn't pay it back, but he was a doctor in the end, just watching people lose their vitality little by little, this heart was really unbearable.
Bei Sitian in the house has already done a simple cleaning for Luo Anping, but the conditions are too simple, and if it goes on like this, the risk of infection is very high.
But with Luo Anping's current condition, if he wants to send him to the hospital, he can't stand the bumps on the road.
"Uncle Yang!" Beth Tian shouted.
Yang Wulang heard it and hurriedly entered the house.
"Uncle Yang, I have to trouble you to disinfect Ping An again." Beth said sweetly.
The sea is inclusive, Bei Sitian never thinks that Xuanfu is invincible, at least in this kind of trauma care, Western medicine disinfection is more professional.
Yang Wulang was entangled in his heart, and when he heard Bei Sitian's words, he quickly agreed.
Throwing away all the blood-stained bedding, Bei Sitian spread the bedding of Westinghouse underneath and checked Luo Anping's legs again.
His leg was broken, although Yang Wulang straightened the bone and tied it fixed, but it was impossible to restore it to the original!
This is Yang Wulang's decision, and Bei Sitian naturally will not let Luo Anping be lame at a young age.
But to cure him and let him recover completely, she still needs the assistance of some medicinal materials, which she doesn't have right now.
The sky gradually darkened, and the people gradually dispersed, and Yang Wulang and Zhang Qiaoniang walked at the end, and could only say some pale words of consolation.
Qin wept, Luo Anguo was speechless, and Luo Anping's thin body was lying on the kang and still unconscious.
In fact, it was best to send Luo Anping to the hospital when he found out, but everyone in the village knew the situation of Luo Er's family, and whoever sent it over had to pay for the medical expenses, and no one was willing to send it at all.
Yang Wulang and his wife were also talking about this on the way home, and he also said that if they could be sent to the town's health center as soon as possible, it would be better than now.
Everyone knows the truth, but no one is rich, if the Luo Er family has some conditions to pay it back, the few people who found it probably won't give it away.
Bei Sitian didn't think about these questions now, only thinking about how to make Luo Anping recover completely.
At night, no one in the family had the heart to eat, the house was dark, and only the little milk dog rubbed at his feet.
"Mother, tomorrow I will go to the town to buy anti-inflammatory drugs, you can rest assured, it will be fine." Beth said sweetly.
Perhaps it was the certainty and confidence brought out of her tone, and the two of them sighed one after another, much better than the lifeless appearance just now.
There was a sound at the door, Bei Sitian ran to open the door, and Luo Aiguo and Luo Xuqiang and his son stood at the door.
They were not at home during the day, and when they came back in the evening, they heard the letter and hurried over to have a look.
Bei Sitian can't say that he has much affection for these two people, but he is better than Qin Hongmei and Mrs. Luo, and those two have not appeared until now.
"How did I hear that Ping An fell from the mountain, what the hell is going on?" Luo Aiguo said with a bluffed face.
Beth Tian brought them into the Westinghouse, and Luo Anguo also went to the Westinghouse.
In fact, they didn't know what was going on, and the person who carried him back said that he found it from the bottom of the mountain, and because he was still angry, he hurriedly sent it back, and as for how he ran to the mountain and how he fell, no one knows.
The two brothers said that they would talk, but they could only sigh.
Luo Xuqiang came to the West House, looked at Luo Anping lying on the kang and sighed, and then took out three yuan from his pocket and gave it to the Qin family.
"Auntie, this is what I saved with my daughter-in-law, not much, you know my mother is like that...... It's a mind. Luo Xuqiang said.
If you buy food for three yuan, you can buy a lot, but if you need to see a doctor, it is not enough.
Bei Sitian saw the handful of gross tickets and knew that this was the private money that Luo Xuqiang and Bai Jinfeng had secretly saved, and with Qin Hongmei's virtue, the two of them didn't know how long they had saved to have so much.
She was immediately impressed by Luo Xuqiang.
This family is not all bastards!
"Brother, we don't want this money, you just keep it for yourself." Beth said sweetly.
Luo Xuqiang thought she was too little, and scratched his head, "Why don't I go back and make up some more, you wait a while." ”
When Bei Sitian saw that he was leaving, he hurriedly stopped him and told him that he still left the three yuan.
Luo Aiguo also left five yuan, which was also his private money, and vaguely told them not to let Qin Hongmei know.
The father and son knew that Luo Anguo and his wife would not be able to sleep that night, so they sat together until midnight before leaving.
Early the next morning, Bei Sitian went to the town in a donkey cart.
Ma Xiaoling couldn't help but shudder when she saw Bei Sitian, but she quickly changed her smiling face, and heard that she was looking for Zhou Jiren, so she was busy leading her to the backyard.
Zhou Jiren happens to be here.
Zhou Jiren saw Bei Sitian coming in a hurry, stood up, his eyes fell on her, and he didn't see the army-green satchel.
"Why is Miss Pei here?" Zhou Jiren said with a smile.
Bei Sitian didn't sleep well all night, and her face was a little haggard, "Mr. Zhou, I'm here to buy anti-inflammatory medicine." ”
Zhou Jiren was stunned, there are many ways to use anti-inflammatory drugs, but they are all expensive, he took Bei Sitian to the front hall pharmacy, and asked while taking her to see it: "Is anyone sick at home?" ”
"Someone in the family is injured, I'm afraid there will be a serious illness, Mr. Zhou knows what anti-inflammatory drugs should be used?" How dare Bei Sitian hide it at this time.
Zhou Jiren was stunned and turned his head suddenly, "Who is hurt?" ”