Song Jiang and several people did not expect that Zhao Xiulan even had cold medicine, and they all thought it was amazing.
In normal times, I would be embarrassed to accept Zhao Xiulan's kindness, but at this time, I can't care so much.
It was still Uncle Zheng's illness that mattered. Without these medicines, the old man's health would not be as good as day.
Song Jiang took the medicine and said to Zhao Xiulan, "Comrade Zhao, thank you, you are really well equipped for going to the countryside, and you even brought these medicines with you."
Zhao Xiulan didn't know whether Song Jiang was genuinely sighing, or had some doubts, and couldn't help but shudder.
Could it be that Song Jiang suspected something? But this matter is indeed suspicious enough. After all, there must be something tricky about ordinary people who carry so much food and medicine with them.
But at this time, Zhao Xiulan didn't know how to explain it. Anyway, she said so, and Song Jiang believed it or not. As for doubting her, it is estimated that if he wants to break his head, it is impossible for him to think that she will have a carry-on space where a lot of materials are stored.
Zhao Xiulan and Song Jiang looked at each other, and saw that Song Jiang's eyes were clear and bright, except for gratitude, there was nothing unusual. It seemed that he thought too much, and people didn't suspect anything because of it. Zhao Xiulan's heart relaxed a little.
Zhao Xiulan twitched the corners of her mouth and replied to Song Jiang, "No way, the conditions in the countryside are not as good as those in the city, I'm afraid I'll accidentally get sick on the road, so I have prepared a little bit of these common medicines that might be useful, lest When I get to the country, I really get sick, and I can’t buy medicine for a while. It’s better to be well prepared than to come rashly.”
Song Jiang nodded and replied, "Comrade Zhao, your idea is correct.
There are indeed many inconvenient places in the countryside, not as much as in the city. When you are well prepared, you are also responsible for yourself and let yourself suffer less.
This time we got your light. With these medicines, Uncle Zheng should be able to get better soon. "
After Song Jiang finished speaking, Song Yu said attentively, "I'm going to boil some hot water and give Uncle Zheng some medicine, so that Uncle Zheng can get better quickly after drinking the medicine."
Song Jiang nodded and said to Song Yu, "Well, you can boil water."
The kettle they used to boil the water was very broken. After filling some water, it was placed directly next to the pot, rubbing against the fire of the wood, and it would boil after a while.
Song Jiang said to Uncle Zheng again, "Uncle Zheng, now that you have the medicine, I believe you can get better soon. During this time, you can take good care of your body in peace, and our life will get better and better, and we must live well. down."
During these days, it is estimated that due to illness, he felt that he could not last for long. Uncle Zheng would say something similar to his last words from time to time.
Song Jiang didn't want Uncle Zheng to become discouraged so soon.
Now that there is medicine, there is hope for survival.
Even in extreme predicament, a person must not give up the belief to live.
As long as you can live, there is hope, and once you die, there is nothing left!
Just like he is now, although he is participating in reform through labor, it seems that he will never turn over, but Song Jiang doesn't feel that way. Times are changing, the light may be ahead, and maybe one day he will be able to turn over.
If you give up now, you won't be able to see it even if you have a chance in the future. Only stick to it now, don't give up, and then you can see the light when the opportunity comes.