She understood that it was not a solution to rely on her needle alone to hang her life now, and the old lady needed medicinal materials to expel the toxins from her body.

"Erzhu, can you help me arrange a board car, I want to send my mother to the town to see a doctor."

Erzhu, this young man is real, he opened his mouth and said that he had it at home, so Su Yuanyuan hurriedly followed him to get it.

Everyone in the room was stunned when they saw Su Yuanyuan's skillful needle prick just now, and couldn't help muttering in their hearts, when will this Su girl know how to heal?

Qiu Feng ran out while Su Yuanyuan was going to get the cart, wanting to throw away the peach cake and destroy the evidence, but as soon as she went out, she ran into Jiang Wenzheng.

Jiang Wenzheng's eyes were like sharp blades, staring closely at the bag of peach cakes in her hand.

"What is this?"

Faced with Jiang Wenzheng's questioning, Qiu Feng's face was flustered, and he couldn't even speak.

"Momo...... Peach crisp. ”

Jiang Wenzheng was used to seeing the battle in the back house before, so he snatched the peach cake and put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and his guess in his heart was also a little firmer.

At this time, Su Yuanyuan also pulled the cart, and seeing that Jiang Wenzheng had arrived, her energetic energy just now suddenly subsided a little, and her eyes were very sour.

"Wen Zheng, my mother is poisoned."

Su Yuanyuan's voice was hoarse as soon as he spoke, but he didn't know how many grievances he endured.

Jiang Wenzheng's big hand gently held her little hand and comforted her softly.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Jiang Wenzheng's words were like a reassuring pill, comforting Su Yuanyuan's restless heart firmly.

With the help of Erzhu, Su Yuanyuan put Mrs. Su on the cart and took a quilt that was tightly covered.

Erzhu wanted to follow, but stopped when he saw Jiang Wenzheng looking at Su Yuanyuan's determined gaze.

Before leaving, Jiang Wenzheng instructed him to keep an eye on Mrs. Su's yard, and if there was anything wrong, he would write it down and tell him.

Su Yuanyuan and Jiang Wenzheng had a fast journey, and Su Yuanyuan trotted in the original two-hour journey, and it only took an hour and a half to get there.

It was still the only medical hall that opened that day, and it was still the young guy who lowered his head and concentrated on reading medical books.

"Where's the doctor?"

Su Yuanyuan put the wooden cart at the door, and called the doctor when he entered the door.

The young man saw her anxiety, threw down the medical book and ran out with Su Yuanyuan.

"Dr. Li went home to visit relatives, and he won't come back until the tenth day of the new year!"

Su Yuanyuan looked at Mrs. Su, who had been unconscious, she couldn't hold out for so long.

Forget it, a dead horse should be a live horse doctor!

Su Yuanyuan gritted his teeth, relying on the knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine he had learned before, and reported his names one by one.

"Andrographis, forsythia, purslane...... You can find me these herbs one by one. ”

The young man on the side heard Su Yuanyuan tell all the lives of the medicinal materials, and went to the medicine cabinet in a panic to look for it.

After he found all the ones on the counter, Su Yuanyuan began to weigh the specific amount with a small scale on the side.

The young man looked at Su Yuanyuan's skillful appearance, and looked Su Yuanyuan up and down, this woman is clearly a peasant woman, how can she know medical skills?

He also deliberately rummaged through his medical books, which happened to be antidote herbs.

"Excuse me...... Where did you learn from? ”

The young man wanted to ask Su Yuanyuan who he studied medicine with, even a peasant woman could teach, let alone him?

Su Yuanyuan remembered what Li Xun said to her when she was apprenticing, don't tell the world that the master is him, and she also asked the reason, but Li Xun, the little old man, just didn't say why.

In this case, Su Yuanyuan obeyed his wishes and kept silent about him.

"I haven't studied with a teacher, I learned this from a barefoot doctor."

"Barefoot doctor?"

The young man obviously didn't believe it, and he also understood that Su Yuanyuan was unwilling to tell him.

Jiang Wenzheng, who had been sitting quietly on the side, looked at Su Yuanyuan with burning eyes.

When will she become a healer?

It stands to reason that Su Yuanyuan has never been out of the mountains since she was a child, she has never gone to school, she is illiterate, and she will not meet any masters, so where did she learn her medical skills?

Jiang Wenzheng suddenly felt as if he had never really known this woman.

The young man took the medicine prepared by Su Yuanyuan to decoction the medicine, and Mrs. Su was arranged on the wooden bed in the side room, Su Yuanyuan moved a chair to sit next to her, and carefully looked at the little old lady.

That day, seeing that she was still red, and she was walking in a hurry, and now that she was sick, Su Yuanyuan realized that her face was covered with ravines and her hair was gray.

Sometimes family and blood are quite shocking.

Just like her and Mrs. Su, she originally had nothing to do with Mrs. Su, but only occupied her daughter's body, but when she heard that Mrs. Su was sick, she gave birth to a fear from the bottom of her heart that did not belong to her, more precisely, this body was afraid that Mrs. Su would really leave.

The surroundings were quiet, and there was the sound of Jiang Wenzheng's wheelchair squeaking in his ears.

He gently patted Su Yuanyuan's back to comfort her, but he was thinking in his heart when it was appropriate to take out the problematic bag of peach cakes and show her them.

The little old lady on the bed breathed weakly, I'm afraid it wasn't as simple as people said, if his guess was correct, it would be just the right solution to the family.

After the young man boiled the medicine, Su Yuanyuan fed Mrs. Su little by little with a spoon, and wiped the liquid that flowed out for her with a square towel.

After feeding the medicine for about half an hour, Mrs. Su began to vomit, and after vomiting about two or three times, the dirt in her stomach was vomited clean, and Su Yuanyuan changed to another medicine.

Tossed back and forth like this, and it wasn't until late at night that Mrs. Su's condition stabilized and she slowly opened her eyes.

"Round ......"

Su Yuanyuan grabbed Mrs. Su's dry hand and gently answered in her ear.

"Mother, I'm here."

Mrs. Su glanced at her, as if she was suddenly relieved, nodded and fell asleep again.

Su Yuanyuan still wanted to wait in front of her bed, but Jiang Wenzheng patted her and looked at the simple small bed on the side.

"You've been busy all day, go and take a rest, I'll guard you, mother."

Jiang Wenzheng is a very strange person, Su Yuanyuan always feels very relieved about what he said, as if in her heart, Jiang Wenzheng will always be the person who can always be relied on.

Su Yuanyuan didn't even take off his shoes and socks and lay on the small bed, looking at Mrs. Su behind the curtain.

Jiang Wenzheng sighed, stepped forward to her feet, pinched her ankles with one hand, and helped her pull off her shoes with the other.

Su Yuanyuan had never made such a move with him, the place where his ankle was held by him was itchy, and he couldn't help but shrink back.

"Itchy?"

Jiang Wenzheng seemed to be able to see through her thoughts, and the force in his hand was lightened, so that Su Yuanyuan couldn't even feel his presence.

Su Yuanyuan's little feet are not big, and Jiang Wenzheng's big palm can be held with a light grip.

He stuffed Su Yuanyuan's little feet into the quilt, covered her with the quilt again, and deliberately patted her lightly twice, like coaxing a child to let her sleep honestly.