Zhao Lei picked up the burden and followed behind Uncle Zhao.

They walked along the path, about a pillar of incense, and they could see a thatched house at the bottom of the mountain in the distance.

After seeing this thatched house, Uncle Zhao obviously sped up.

Zhao Lei picked up these two baskets of wild vegetables, there was no pressure at all, he followed behind Uncle Zhao, and also sped up.

Bypassing two small dry ditches, Zhao Lei came to Uncle Zhao's residence, which was a three-room thatched house.

There was a wooden fence outside the house, Uncle Zhao opened the fence and said to Zhao Lei:

"Brother Zhao, this is my home, the family is simple, if there is anything that is not well entertained, please bear with me."

"How come, Uncle Zhao, I am also from a poor family, you really want me to go to that kind of carved beams and paintings, golden mansion, I'm not used to it."

Zhao Lei put the burden on the ground, and then followed Uncle Zhao into the house.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, just a table and a few chairs.

There was a pottery incense burner on the table, with three pillars burning incense emitting light smoke, and a shrine hanging on the wall, which worshiped the gods and Buddhas, Zhao Lei didn't recognize it.

The room on the right is not large, and there is a curtain under it, and from under the curtain you can see that there is a stove inside, and there are a few firewood scattered on the ground.

The one with the door closed on the left should be the bedroom, and his grandson must be sleeping in it.

Zhao Lei thought that the movement of his entry into the door was not small, but he didn't hear Uncle Zhao and his grandson make a sound, this illness is indeed not light.

After Uncle Zhao entered the house, he wiped the chair with his clothes, and then moved it behind Zhao Lei.

"Brother Zhao, you sit down for a while, there is no hot water at home, I'll boil some of it."

"Uncle Zhao, you are too polite."

Uncle Zhao said and entered the stove room, he came to the innermost, and put a water tank in the corner, which was covered with a lid.

Uncle Zhao opened the lid, scooped some water with a scoop, and then put it on the fire and burned it.

After doing this, he pulled up a wooden lid from the ground, and in it was a rice jar, from which he took out the little brown rice that was left, mixed with some miscellaneous grains, and prepared to boil a pot of porridge with wild vegetables.

These brown rice were borrowed by Uncle Zhao after his grandson fell ill and went to several villages, which was originally used by Uncle Zhao to replenish his grandson's body.

I was reluctant to eat it, but now that the benefactor came to the door, there was only this brown rice left at home to entertain.

Uncle Zhao put the rice in the pot and boiled it, and after working for a while, the water was boiling, and there was no tea at home, so he could only hold a bowl of boiled water.

"Brother Zhao drinks water."

Zhao Lei held the bowl handed over by Uncle Zhao with both hands, put it to his mouth and blew it slowly, and took a sip gently.

"Uncle Zhao, I've drunk this water too, why don't you let me see how your grandson's illness is first."

"Okay! Yes! ”

Uncle Zhao couldn't wait for a long time, but he was embarrassed to speak, after all, he hadn't eaten any food, so he asked his benefactor to do things.

Zhao Lei didn't care about this, he wanted to cure the disease quickly, and then figure out where those wild vegetables came from, and all he wasted here was his own time.

Zhao Lei's anxious coaxing appearance made Uncle Zhao very embarrassed, but for the sake of his grandson's body, he couldn't take care of these things.

He took Zhao Lei directly into the bedroom on the left.

As soon as Zhao Lei entered the door, he saw the wooden bed in the room at first sight, covered with a jujube quilt, and a large wooden cabinet was placed next to the bed.

There was a child lying on the bed, with only his head exposed, and his whole body shrunk under the quilt.

This child, with a longevity peach head, looks like he is four or five years old, his whole face is pale, and the sound of Zhao Lei and them opening the door did not wake him up.

Uncle Zhao hurriedly came to the head of the bed after entering the door, he stroked the child's face with his hand, and his eyes were full of love.

"Brother Zhao, this is my grandson, the big name is Zhao Lin, and the nickname is Gou Yu'er.

I used to be in good health, but five days ago, I suddenly had a fever for some reason, and then I went to the barefoot Langzhong in the village and asked for two prescriptions, but after eating, it didn't work.

Since the day before yesterday, the fever has stopped, but the whole person's face is pale, his whole body is cold, and he is barefoot and said that he will not survive. ”

Uncle Zhao said that in the end, his voice began to tremble, if it wasn't for Zhao Lei beside him, he might have cried.

Uncle Zhao took a few deep breaths, and after calming down, he gently patted the child's shoulder and called out his name softly.

"Good grandson, good grandson! It's grandpa, don't sleep, wake up! ”

He shouted twice, but the child did not wake up.

"Uncle Zhao, don't call it, I'll take a look."

Zhao Lei also came to the head of the bed, he gently pulled Uncle Zhao away, and then he put his hand on his grandson's head, which was cold, not at all like the body temperature that a normal person should have.

"Uncle Zhao, did your grandson eat anything strange before he became ill?"

In this troubled world, Zhao Lei has seen too many people who died because of casual eating.

"No, my grandson and I have been living at the foot of this mountain for a long time, and I know everything he ate."

After listening to Uncle Zhao's words, Zhao Lei touched Zhao Lin's pulse again, the pulse was very weak, and then looked at Zhao Lin's current appearance, no matter how he looked at it, it looked like he was dying at the end.

No wonder the barefoot Langzhong said that he couldn't be saved, just like this, except for the immortal means, Zhao Lei couldn't think of any other way.

Originally, Zhao Lei was still full of confidence, not to mention relying on his own medical skills, relying on the black mother-in-law, it was not easy to cure diseases and save people.

But now looking at Zhao Lin like this, his heart was a little stunned.

Uncle Zhao looked at Zhao Lei's brows furrowed, silent, and his heart suddenly cooled.

Sure enough, he was still not saved.

Uncle Zhao himself knows in his heart that now that his grandson is like this, it is difficult to save the Daluo Immortals.

But Uncle Zhao still wants to give it a go, after all, he only has Zhao Lin left now.

Seeing that Zhao Lei didn't speak, Uncle Zhao still had the last glimmer of hope in his heart, he hoped for a miracle.

At this time, Zhao Lei was trying in his mind to communicate with the dormant black mother-in-law.

"Black granny, wake up!"

"Childe, what's wrong?"

The black mother-in-law, who was awakened by Zhao Lei, asked with a confused face.

Zhao Lei didn't give Granny Hei too much explanation, but continued to ask:

"Black granny, can you see if this child is still saved?"

After listening to Zhao Lei's words, the black mother-in-law, who had recovered a lot, swept Zhao Lin through her divine sense.

By the time she regained her senses, Granny Black already understood what was going on.