Chapter Eighty-Three: Self-Healing Without Medicine?
Li Laosan and Jiayi picked up the firewood knife and iron rod at hand again.
Mrs. Li immediately stuffed her granddaughter into Ye Gongzi's arms, and Tao Hongying and Zhao Yuru picked up the teapot and vase by hand...
Dongmei hurriedly said, "Don't worry about it yet, I'll take a look, maybe it's my own person." ”
After all, the Jianghu people have already been caught, and it is unlikely that there are accomplices who will come to the rescue.
She nodded with Ye Gongzi, turned around and went out.
Li Laosan and Jiayi guarded the door of the house, Mrs. Li's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law surrounded Ye Gongzi, behind him was Ye Gongzi hugging good news, and standing left and right at home An Jiaxi.
And Jia Huan and a few old men are protecting the second Li who is weak...
The room was silent for a while, and the heartbeat of everyone in the Li family like a drum could be heard clearly.
Fortunately, it didn't take long for Dongmei to run in.
"Childe, it was the mountain that brought Doctor Zhang."
Everyone suddenly let go of their high-minded hearts, and they all felt that their hands and feet were weak.
This night was really wonderful for the Li family.
Soon, Hayama walked in with a white-bearded old man.
Hayama is fine, dusty and a little tired.
But the white-bearded old man was much more haggard, his hair was unkempt, and his gray beard was flying.
His clothes were covered with dust, his face was pale, and his lips were chapped and peeling.
Look, it's really even more embarrassing than when the Li family fled the famine.
Mrs. Li hurriedly instructed her daughter-in-law, "Quickly pour water for the old man to drink, I'm afraid I haven't eaten anything on the way, right?" Then go to the stove room and prepare some good and satisfying meals. ”
Tao Hongying and Zhao Yuru hurriedly got up, and the warm tea and a plate of noodles and fruits fried during the day were immediately served.
Ye Shan hurriedly pushed in front of the old doctor, and the old doctor glared at him hatefully, drank tea, and ate half a plate of noodles, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
Ye Shan smiled flatteringly, "Old man, do you think you want to check our son's pulse first?" ”
I don't want to, the old man is a violent temper, jump up, and shine on his head, it's a slap.
"You bastard, you're so angry with me, and you still want me to check my pulse? Lao Tzu almost died, why doesn't anyone care if Lao Tzu lives or dies!"
Everyone was taken aback, but when they saw that the old man didn't use much effort, they all laughed.
Several old men carried sickles and firewood knives and continued to guard the crops.
Jia Huan took a curious look at Jia An Jiaxi and went back to sleep.
Mrs. Li took her granddaughter and wanted to send her back to the East House, but Jiayin's eyes were bright and she insisted on staying to watch the excitement.
Li Laosan and Jiayi wanted to help Li Laosan go back to rest, but Mrs. Li was not at ease and followed together.
And Jiayin returned to Ye Gongzi's arms, she simply hugged Ye Gongzi's neck and concentrated on "eating melons".
Ye Gongzi let her lie on his chest and hugged him with one hand, his expression was very natural.
Doctor Zhang slapped Ye Shan a few times, got angry, and when he turned around, he was surprised to see Ye Gongzi like this.
"Didn't you say you kid was going to die? Why is your face so good? ”
Ye Gongzi nodded with a smile and responded, "I have had some adventures in the past few days, and I do feel much better." ”
Doctor Zhang didn't care about teaching Ye Shan a lesson, so he hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed his arm to check his pulse.
Dongmei came to her husband's side, and when she saw his red head, she was amused and distressed, and asked in a low voice.
"How did you provoke Doctor Zhang? Did you run into something on the way and come back so late? ”
Ye Shan rubbed his head and replied in a low voice, "Someone intercepted me on the road, I took Doctor Zhang to make a detour of five hundred miles, and hurried back." Doctor Zhang couldn't sit still on the horse, so I tied him to my back..."
No wonder Doctor Zhang was so embarrassed, it turned out that he suffered a lot on the road.
Dongmei is really helpless and glad that her husband is still alive, and he was not poisoned by Dr. Zhang's medicine powder, and she really misses the love of years of acquaintance...
Hayama coughed dryly twice and asked in a low voice.
"Childe is really good? I'm so anxious that I keep running back day and night, I'm afraid that I'll come back and find my son..."
"Bah, Gongzi Jiren Tianxiang, Chengxiang in distress, of course it will be fine!"
In fact, Dongmei didn't know how Gongzi was fine, after all, she didn't drink a mouthful of medicinal soup, but this didn't prevent her from being happy.
On the other side, Doctor Zhang was even more surprised, and circled around Ye Gongzi.
The pulse was checked on both the left and right hands, and the fundus of the eyes and tongue coating were seen, and finally Ye Gongzi was arrested.
"Tell me, what kind of elixir have you taken? Your disease, although it is not tuberculosis, is also a fatal danger.
Dashan said that you vomited blood, it can't be so fast? ”
Ye Gongzi was just about to speak, and Jiayin's little hand around his neck tightened.
He laughed silently, patted her on the back, and said.
"I didn't take any panacea, and after vomiting blood that day, I felt a lot better, as if all the blockages were cleared. Then the food here is delicious, eat more at each meal, and it slowly gets better. ”
Of course Doctor Zhang didn't believe it, if he could cure the disease by eating, what else would these doctors do!
But Ye Gongzi didn't say it, and he couldn't see the clues, so he could only be in a hurry.
Seeing that the old man was like an ant on a hot pot, Jiayin couldn't help but snicker, and was slapped twice by Ye Gongzi.
At this time, Mrs. Li settled her son, and when she came out to see Doctor Zhang, she persuaded her a few words.
"Old man, you are also here left and right, and you are not in a hurry for anything. It's better to wash and change clothes first, and then think about it after eating a full meal. ”
It just so happened that Tao Hongying and Zhao Yuru also began to clean up the table and prepare to set the meal.
Doctor Zhang had no choice but to wash up with Dongmei.
Zhao Yuru's new clothes, shoes and socks prepared for the old men next door before were also taken out for emergency relief at this time.
After the meals were put on the table, Doctor Zhang was also refreshed and rushed to eat.
Golden millet porridge, soft egg and green onion cake, stir-fried cabbage with fungus, and stewed beans with pork belly.
It's not rich, but it's enough to soothe the tormented stomach.
Doctor Zhang snorted and ate most of his fullness, and couldn't help but ponder it again.
The Li family's food is delicious, but it is not enough to cure the disease.
If it's a wind chill, it's still possible, just eat some hot meals and sweat.
But how did the malignant illness of vomiting blood and dying recover so quickly?
It's a pity that Ye Gongzi didn't say it, or he really didn't know, no matter how curious he was, there was no way.
After the guests were full of food and drink, everyone in the Li family was frightened that night, and soon went back to sleep.
The Westinghouse Kang is very spacious, and with Doctor Zhang and Hayama, it is not too crowded.
Squeeze in for one night and arrange it tomorrow.
Everyone was so frightened that they thought they wouldn't be able to sleep, but when they closed their eyes and opened them again, it was already dark.
Li Laosan basically recovered, but he was still pressed by Li Laosan to rest under the eaves.
He took his family to pick up the blood stains in the courtyard, for fear that the children would be afraid to see it.
Tao Hongying and Zhao Yuru prepared breakfast with their hands and feet, and after everyone ate, Ye Gongzi deliberately opened Zhang Shenyi and Dongmei Yeshan.
As a result, Jia Yin didn't give him any more small pills, only a glass of water.
Disappointed, he patted the box of silver and whispered.
"I still have a lot of silver here."
Jiayin shook his head, crawled to the side of the box, took a silver ingot, slipped down the edge of the kang, and ran away.
In fact, Ye Gongzi had to be seventy or eighty percent, which was not completely cured.
It's better to take a few more days of medicine, but Jiayin doesn't want to risk it.
What if the old doctor finds out, and how will he explain it then?
She trusts Ye Gongzi and makes deals in private, which is already very bold.
There are doctors around now, and the effect of traditional Chinese medicine is slow, but it is also a good way to warm up and remove the roots.
Ye Gongzi drank a few more bowls of medicinal soup at most, so that he would no longer have to worry about his life.
Ye Gongzi picked up the cup that had no taste, but he always felt that it was not ordinary, and drank it all...