Chapter 114： No fuss!

Chapter 114 Don’t make a fuss!

Tao Hongying was afraid that her daughter would be infected, so she picked her up and scolded her in a low voice.

"Why did you come here? Go back quickly. Be careful, you are still feverish. It's time to drink bitter medicine."

Jiayin glanced at Doctor Zhang. The old man's face was red and his forehead was so hot that he could fry an egg.

Although this old man is usually very arrogant and doesn't get along with many people in the village.

But along the way of escaping from the famine, what the old man did was not ambiguous at all.

Especially when the wolves attacked earlier, the old man saved everyone by himself.

  Collecting herbs and boiling them, I was almost dead from exhaustion, but no one said anything.

The benevolence of doctors is most vividly reflected in the old man.

Now that the old man is so seriously ill, she should lend a hand and save him, both emotionally and rationally.

But this old man had "uneasy intentions" and wanted to catch her by her pigtails.

To know that Mr. Ye recovered from his illness, she left no clue or evidence. Even if Mr. Ye told her, no one would believe her.

It just so happened that this old man recognized that there was something strange in the Li family...

Just as Tao Hongying was about to take her daughter out, Mrs. Li came over.

Jiayin immediately got into grandma's arms and shouted in a tender voice, "Grandma, grandpa is hot."

Original Mrs. Li was also thinking about Divine Doctor Zhang, so she gave instructions to her daughter-in-law.

“You go and have a nap, I’m going to coax Fu Niu to sit here for a while.”

Tao Hongying is indeed very tired. She has to collect mountain goods during the day and take care of patients at night. Her eyes are red and bloodshot from the exhaustion.

At this time, she no longer insisted, so she nodded.

“Mom, please send Fu Niu back soon, be careful she’s also feverish.”

"knew."

Old Mrs. Li agreed. Seeing that they were the only two people in the shack, she quietly discussed with her granddaughter.

"Fu Niu, you see how pitiful Doctor Zhang is with his fever. Mr. Ye entrusted him to our family, and we can't just let him be so sick. Can we give him that little white thing that reduces fever? Will he take a piece?"

Jiayin pouted, glanced at Old Man Zhang, and finally felt soft.

Hmph, for the sake of Mr. Ye giving so many silver coins...

She reluctantly stretched out her little hand, and there was a small white pill lying in her hand.

Old Mrs. Li was so happy that she kissed her granddaughter hard, and then hurriedly fed the old man.

Although Dr. Zhang was very ill, he still remembered to swallow and had a strong desire to survive...

He was in his dream right now, like a fish in a sea of ​​fire, almost being roasted.

He was so angry that he couldn't escape even if he wanted to.

Finally, an inexplicable force seemed to gradually extinguish the flames, giving him a chance to breathe.

Shortly afterwards, some cool water moistened his body, making him feel better.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, and he subconsciously reached out and grabbed it, "Finally I caught you!"

The village chief was supporting Divine Doctor Zhang and feeding him water when his wrist was suddenly grabbed and the water bowl spilled onto the bed, which startled him.

"Mr. Zhang, you're awake! That's great. You've been burning for most of the night. If you don't wake up, everyone will go crazy."

The redness in Doctor Zhang's eyes still hasn't faded away, and he looked around confusedly.

This is a newly built shack. He is lying on the quilt, and a small bonfire is lit at the door for warmth and lighting.

Jiaren was adding wood to the fire, holding a branch in his left hand and slowly practicing writing on the ground.

At this moment, he also looked over with concern on his face.

“Grandpa Zhang, are you hungry? Do you want me to bring you a bowl of porridge to satisfy your hunger?”

Zhang Shenyi blinked twice, let go of the village chief's hand, and asked, "What medicine did you give me just now?"

The village chief and Jiaren looked at each other and shook their heads, "No, we only feed you two bowls of water."

“What water?”

"It's the water we boiled when we camped last time. There is no water source here, so we can only drink what we saved." "You really didn't give me any medicine?"

Shenjiang Doctor Zhang kept asking, and he hesitated when he saw the village chief and Jiaren shaking their heads, not looking like they were lying.

Maybe I am really confused, but I always feel that something is wrong.

"Mr. Zhang, please sleep a little longer. The fever has subsided. Don't let the wind blow."

The village chief helped him lie down and dismissed his question as a feverish nonsense.

Mr. Zhang was indeed a little weak, and fell asleep again shortly after lying down.

Soon, Jia Huan and Li Laosan came to change shifts, while Jia Ren and the village chief went back to rest.

Just like that, everyone took turns to keep watch. At dawn, Doctor Zhang woke up and recovered a little.

Tao Hongying wanted to make breakfast, but her daughter rubbed her eyes and insisted on following.

She had no choice but to tie her daughter to her back.

Jiayin was blown away by the wind and shrunk his neck. When his mother turned around, he quickly filled the bag of fine noodles at home half full.

Originally, there was only a layer of base left. If she didn't add more, she was afraid that it would be completely gone after one or two more meals.

Tao Hongying took the basin and was about to pick up the bag and control it when she found that the bag was half full, which made her heart beat wildly.

When he came to his senses, he turned to look at his daughter. She was already rubbing her eyes and yawning again.

She quickly sent her daughter back to the shack and whispered a few words in her mother-in-law's ear.

Mrs. Li nodded, hugged her granddaughter and rocked her gently, and finally told her daughter-in-law, "Don't make a fuss. It's not like I haven't seen her before at home."

Tao Hongying couldn't help but feel happy in her eyes. Can it be the same at home as it is here? Finding more food at home improves life, and it saves lives here.

She turned around and went out, immediately burning a small pot by herself.

The big pot cooked gnocchi soup for the patients, and the small pot steamed a bowl of egg custard for the daughter. The other women didn't say anything when they saw it.

First of all, Jiayin is the youngest among the whole team, and secondly, Mrs. Li picked up the eggs, so it’s not too much to open a small stove for her granddaughter.

After breakfast was cooked, everyone took their own portion and ate it.

Mr. Zhang was bundled up tightly, and while drinking pimple soup, he looked at the Li family one by one, and finally gave up.

It’s better to stop trying to find some hidden master and take care of yourself first.

If his fate is left in this mountain, he really can't live up to his name as a miracle doctor.

After all, everyone is not a squeamish noble person. After taking medicine, sleeping one night, getting up early and eating and drinking enough, they are mostly healed and can continue on their way.

The team reached noon in one breath, when there was movement in the mountains and forests ahead. Everyone subconsciously clenched the hatchets in their hands to be on guard against big beasts.

Unexpectedly, it was Jia Yi who came out, and he shouted happily when he saw everyone.

“Grandpa Village Chief, Grandpa Zhao, we have found a place to stay! It’s right in front. The master asked Liu Yang and I to come over and greet you.”

Sure enough, before he could finish his words, Liu Yang walked out of the forest with a gasp.

He was already fat, but he didn't lose much weight during his escape.

Everyone was very happy and quickly quickened their pace and followed the two boys forward.

After walking for about half an hour, everyone came out of the woods and came to a slightly wider valley.

It is not quite appropriate to say it is a valley.

This is actually a gravel beach sandwiched between two cliffs.

On a cliff, a waterfall flowed down from a height of more than ten feet, forming a large pool under the cliff.

When the pool is full and then flows out, it becomes a small river.

On the other side of the river, about twenty feet away, there is another cliff.

The cliff is two feet high from the ground. I don’t know when someone dug six or seven caves of different sizes.

The mountain wind has been blowing for many years, and some wormwood vines have grown at the entrance of the cave, which looks a bit desolate.

Liu Biaotou was standing in one of them, looking out, smiling and waving to everyone.

(End of this chapter)