Chapter 97: I feel like I'm going crazy

At this time, his mother brought a pot of tea, and Tiansheng filled it for his father.

After a while, the village chief instructed his wife to make more good tea. Tiansheng understood what he was going to do, got up and walked out of the house, and called a group of friends to call someone.

Within half a day, many people gathered at the village chief's house, and when they arrived, Shui Feng's tea had already been brewed, because the number of people was not good, and they had to go to the kitchen to make it again.

There weren't too many stools at home, so I had to stand and sit.

Looking at them, the village chief sighed heavily: "You also know what is happening in our village, I want you to think of a way to come out, at least to alleviate the condition." ”

Smallpox may not save their lives, but when they do, they want to live one day at a time.

A few doctors, you look at me, I look at you, they didn't say anything, their expressions have said everything.

Tiansheng also understood what they meant, and still persuaded: "You are all experienced old doctors, you can always come up with a way, can't you?" ”

Despite this, they still did not dare to guarantee that they would be able to research medicinal materials.

A white-bearded old doctor said, "There have been countless smallpox deaths over the ages, what can we do?" ”

As soon as he spoke, several other doctors nodded approvingly.

Well, in itself, if there is a way, someone will study it before this.

To this day, there is no other way, and it can be seen that it cannot be solved.

Clasped his fists in both hands Tiansheng said: "I still bother you to go back and study the medical book, if it succeeds, we will reward fifty taels of silver." ”

Although the temptation was great, they didn't promise the village chief, they just said that they couldn't help, and they really didn't dare to promise this kind of thing at will.

If they can't study it, they will lose face and disappoint the village chief's family.

Shui Feng also came in: "Do you want to watch our village destroy people?" ”

A few people's cheeks were said to be red and white, and they thought about it too, but.

"Let's go back and talk about it." The white-bearded old doctor finally relented.

After sending these doctors away, Shui Feng still has to clean up the mess on the table, and she can do these jobs by herself.

The village chief's head was big: "If it is passed to the imperial court, then our family will be finished." ”

Smallpox itself is not a trivial matter, if everyone is dead, there will definitely be people in the court, if the emperor is angry, they will be exterminated.

It was precisely because of this matter that Tiansheng called them over, who knew that they didn't dare to agree.

The father and son had more headaches than the other, and Tiansheng would worry a little more.

Kang Kang was still gone, and the cries of his parents pierced the sky, and they clung to their son's hand and refused to let go.

The middle-aged woman cried to the point of almost fainting: "Kangkang, my son. ”

The child, who was still able to talk to them, suddenly developed a high fever, stopped after a few convulsions, and was no longer breathing when he reached out to probe his nose.

The old couple outside the door heard the sound inside, and both fainted to the ground.

"Dad, mother." The man heard the commotion and ran out to help his mother, and finally went to settle his father.

When he returned to the house, he saw his wife bow her head and kiss the child's forehead, such a sad scene made his nose sore, and tears fell directly.

How can you endure this pain as a parent?

Not to mention that it is still a natural disaster.

No matter what, the man calmed down and tried to persuade: "Lady, the child has gone, let's inform the village chief to cremate him." ”

The middle-aged woman didn't want to say anything, and when she heard him say this, she was even more reluctant to let him touch the child, so she hid with the child in her arms.

As if the child in her arms was just asleep, she hummed softly to coax him.

When the old couple took their son to find the mother and son in the firewood room, the woman was already crazy, she was clutching her hair with her other hand, and the other was still holding the child tightly.

The man couldn't bear to say, "Lady, give me the child." ”

Realizing that her child had been snatched away, the middle-aged woman burst into tears and rolled on the ground.

The man didn't look back at her, and if he did, he would have given the child back.

"Kangkang, my son, you give me back my son!" The middle-aged woman tried to get up from the ground, but collapsed again due to exhaustion.

The old lady hugged her daughter-in-law tightly in her arms, and she was also heartbroken, but they still had to calm down.

After crying and fainting, the middle-aged woman sobered up a lot, and when she saw her husband sitting on the side, she stared straight at him, and the latter turned his head a little weakly.

Raising her hand weakly, the middle-aged woman said: "Xianggong, you go to see Kangkang, he has acne and likes to tickle, how can such a beautiful child have scars?" ”

The more he heard his wife say this, the man's heart was distressed.

Seeing her husband sitting there motionless, the middle-aged woman's emotions became excited again: "You go quickly, forget it, I'll go by myself, I'll go to see him." ”

The crisp slap sound resounded throughout the room, and the woman slammed her head against the wall and whimpered in pain.

"Lady, are you okay?" The man didn't expect his wife to be hurt and became nervous.

The middle-aged woman laughed, and there was still a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth, which looked very terrifying.

She suddenly grabbed the man's arm, and treated him as her own son, and she made sure to let him lie on the bed, and she gave him a snort against his skin.

If she didn't admit that she was a child, she would definitely be disappointed, and the man simply lay down to cooperate with her.

It's just that for a while, the woman seemed to react: "You are not Kangkang, you are not my son." Where did you get my son? You bad guy. ”

The woman in the course of the illness was so strong that she grabbed the man by the collar and lifted him up.

She always remembered how her husband took the child away, so he was a bad person in the hearts of middle-aged women.

Hearing the sound in the wing, the old couple walked in, and they were a little frightened when they saw this scene.

"Daughter-in-law, what are you doing here?"

I had never encountered such a situation, and the old couple was a little frightened.

Seeing that their son was about to be pinched and rolled his eyes, they could only pull her hard.

Perhaps realizing something, the woman let go of her husband and looked at him with a guilty expression.

The woman said: "Xianggong, I was wrong, Xianggong, I didn't mean it, you can't die, if you die, I will have nothing." ”

There is no son anymore, and if she doesn't have a husband, she will really break down.