CH 7

Zhulan signalled her two sons to look at her husband, and she followed the doctor out, sitting in front of the chair and watching the doctor write prescriptions.

Then she thought of herself, this body has suffered a lot due to repeated pregnancy, otherwise, she would not have come through. So she waited for the doctor to finish writing the prescription. Then she said, “Doctor, please help me too. I feel weak all over, my back hurts and I sweat, and I don’t have any strength at all.” Zhulan didn’t lie, she felt all these when she woke up in the morning, otherwise, according to her memory, she wouldn’t need her son’s help at all. She also had the strength to support her husband.

The doctor stroked his beard, “Extend your hand.”

Zhulan became even more nervous, fearing that something might be wrong with her health, she just figured out to accept her identity, don’t let her health fail, and it’s not like she died of a loss.

The doctor let go of her hand, “The body loss is too serious and overworked. Fortunately, the foundation is good, but it needs to be recuperated slowly to replenish the vitality. It’s just that the recuperation period is not short, and the price is not cheap. Madam, do you need it?”

Zhulan looked at the grey old clothes on her body, the clothes were for working at home, and she didn’t change into some good clothes when she went out in a hurry. She really doesn’t look like someone who can pay for it. In the ancient countryside, there were really few families who were willing to take care of their health, especially the elderly.

But Zhulan thought about the memory of the original owner, and she had a solid idea, “You can prescribe it, I can afford it.”

The doctor was surprised and didn’t ask any more questions, and happily prescribed the prescription, which was prescribed for three days, ” Come over together in three days for checking the pulse.”

“Okay, thank you, doctor.”

Fortunately, Zhulan brought enough money, her husband’s medicine was cheap, and the medicine for three days was less than a hundred wen, while hers was more expensive, one teal for three days’ worth of medicine. No wonder the doctor confirmed it, again and again, the amount was only for three days, ten taels a month, and her heart was trembling.

Seeing that it was past noon, Zhulan asked the boss to buy meat buns. Seeing the meat stall, she touched her skinny arm. Looking at her husband’s lean appearance, she got off the car and bought four catties of fatty meat and added two more catties of bones. Just like that, forty-two wens were gone.

When she came out for the trip, she paid Li Zheng a hundred and sixty wens for the cart.

Zhulan felt a little emotional, no matter whether in modern times or in ancient times, seeing a doctor was expensive.

When she got home, her original husband didn’t wake up either. Zhulan felt distressed and she was not very happy. In addition, her face turned paler and paler as she bumped back and forth. As soon as she arrived at the door, it was rumoured in the village that Zhou Shuren was dying.

Zhulan took out the medicine pot and prepared to boil the medicine. As for the meat, she had already given it to the eldest daughter-in-law. In modern times, she ran a takeaway and a restaurant. She only knows how to do simple things in the kitchen, and not complicated ones.

She bought a total of twelve meat buns, one for two wens. Zhulan ate one, kept two for the two children in school, kept one for the little girl who went out again and distributed the rest to the eldest and second. It was four buns each for the two families.

Zhulan had just washed the earthen pot to boil the medicine, when the second daughter-in-law came holding the steamed buns, trembling, “Mother, this is for you.”

Zhulan, “…”

She was depressed, and she could divide the steamed stuffed buns among Zhao’s family. Scared enough.

Li shi, who was cutting the pork, rolled her eyes, “Mother, the big boys haven’t eaten enough!”

Zhu Lan glanced at the eldest daughter-in-law, this eldest daughter-in-law really had a pungent temperament, but she had a lot of careful thoughts. She glanced sideways, and said to the Zhao family in a bad tone: “Just eat it yourself, don’t bother me, get out now.”

Zhao’s eyes were red, and she said, “Mother, you are so kind.”

Zhulan “…”

If it was really good, just stop crying and stop insulting her, okay?