The cold wind carried snow flakes and hit Wu Jin's face. Wu Jin spread his legs and ran towards the drug store with Wu's mother on his back.
His legs were struggling in and out of the snow, and he didn't dare to stop for a moment. His nose was twitching, and the biting cold air penetrated into his lungs from the tip of his nose, like a sharp knife, cutting open his body.
On one side of his ears was the sound of his own rumbling blood flow, and on the other side was the sound of Wu Mu's weak breathing. His face felt cold from the cold wind, and his back felt hot against Wu Mu.
"Aniang!"
What answered him was the sound of wind.
"Aniang!" He kept calling his mother, fearing that Wu's mother would never wake up again as soon as she closed her eyes. He kept calling her all the way to the door of Li Yitie's medicine shop.
He freed up one hand to knock on the door. His hand was already numb from the cold, and the slightest movement would sting him: "Doctor! Doctor Tang! Doctor Li!"
Someone often knocked on the door of the medicine shop in the middle of the night. The apprentice was sleeping in the shop. He immediately got up and opened the door. When he saw Wu Jin coming in with the patient on his back, he quickly took out the fire seal, lit the oil lamp, and asked Wu Jin to place the person on the couch while he went to the back. Called Tang Baitie.
Tang Baitie rushed over in a hurry and held up a lamp to shine on Wu's mother's face. Without even checking for a pulse, he first pricked the Tailing points on her hands and wrists with silver needles to widen her chest, regulate her Qi, and make her feel at ease.
When Wu's mother's wheezing subsided, he inquired about the symptoms in detail, pulled out the silver needle to feel her pulse, turned to the apprentice standing aside and said: "Pulse is floating and tight, external wind, internal pathogenic heat, high fever and convulsions, thirsty lips." Jiao, take a pill of Purple Snow Pill to relieve the pain, relieve fever, and stop convulsions, and then prescribe a prescription to drive away the cold."
The apprentice quickly went to make a pill, pried open Wu Mu's teeth, and fed her to take it.
Tang Bai posted a prescription and asked his apprentice to get the medicine. He also told Wu Jin: "It is easy to relapse at night, so boil a dose before going to bed, keep it warm at night, and drink a few sips at any time."
Wu Jin wrote them down one by one, then touched the silver at his waist, but found nothing.
Fortunately, Wu Yi rushed over at this time, panted and called "Brother" and then "Doctor Tang", opened the money bag tightly in his hand, paid one or two silver for the consultation first, and then talked to the apprentice I went to the counter and calculated the cost of the medicine.
Carrying the medicine, he helped Wu Jin carry Wu's mother, and covered Wu's mother with a quilt. The two brothers returned home with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
The two of them didn't dare to rest for a moment, and were busy cooking medicine and porridge.
It was getting daylight. Wu Jin first served Wu's mother to drink the medicine, and then gave her two mouthfuls of porridge. When Wu's mother fell asleep, Wu's father stood by and saw that Wu's mother's fever had subsided and she was sleeping peacefully again. He breathed a sigh of relief and drank. I had a bowl of porridge and slept for a while.
Every half an hour, Wu Jin went to check on Wu's mother. After drinking the medicine twice in a row, Wu's mother looked much better, but she couldn't eat.
He thought the porridge was tasteless, so he boiled some more broth, but Wu Mu still only took two sips and couldn't eat anymore.
After spending the day like this, Wu Jin went to Mo Mansion to deliver a letter, and was worried that his father would also fall ill from exhaustion, so he asked Wu Yi to sleep with his father, and he built two benches and slept beside the bed.
He warmed the medicine next to the charcoal, got up and added charcoal twice at night, gave Wu Mu's hands to relieve herself twice, and gave Wu Mu the medicine to drink. He also felt that Wu Mu was getting better, and his heart that was hanging when the cock crow finally dropped. After settling down, I slept peacefully for an hour.
He was sleeping alertly when he suddenly heard Wu Mu humming twice, turned over, stretched out his hand, and saw that Wu Mu's body was burning like coals again, and her cheeks were red.
He thought to himself that it was not good, and immediately asked Wu Yi to invite Tang Baitie to come over. He brought the bowl of medicine with less than half of it left, helped Wu's mother sit up, and fed her to drink.
Wu Mu vomited out most of the medicine in one gulp, her complexion was yellow and her lips were dark purple, and she looked like she was dying.
Wu Jin was anxious and said softly: "Auntie, drink some medicine slowly."
Wu Mu reluctantly opened her eyes, glanced at him slowly, opened her mouth and swallowed the medicine: "Boss..."
When she spoke, her breath was like fire and her voice was extremely hoarse. It was very difficult to say just two words. The corners of her eyes were moist. Even if there were tears, the tears dried up.
"Auntie, I know you are not feeling well. Don't be afraid. The sickness comes like a mountain and disappears like a thread. You drink the medicine and I will feed you some hot porridge. Only when you have something in your stomach can you feel better."
After Wu Jin slowly fed the medicine, Li Yitie rushed over with Tang Baitie.
Li Yitie took his pulse for a long time, and then looked at the prescription given by Tang Baitie yesterday. Seeing that the prescription was right for the symptoms, he did not change it. He only said to Wu Jin: "Your mother is like a clay pot on the stove, the water has boiled." It is dry, but the fire is strong, and the clay pot is in danger of breaking into the fire at any time. At this time, I will remove the firewood one by one, and you must slowly pour hot water in, so that the clay pot will be intact, regardless of the water. , soup, porridge, as long as it doesn’t have to be cold to irritate her, it’s all good.”
Wu Jin wrote them down one by one, offered the consultation fee, and sent Li Yitie out.
For a whole day, the family was busy making fire, decoction, cooking, stewing soup, boiling water and making porridge.
Wu Jin stayed in front of the hospital bed and brought the soup and water to Wu's mother's mouth one by one.
In the evening, Wu's mother turned around, opened her eyes and looked at Wu Jin, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Boss, I just have a cold. I'm taking medicine and it will get better gradually. You go to bed quickly."
When Wu Jin listened to her talk, her voice improved a lot, and she quickly went to the charcoal fire to get soup.
The bowl had been sitting there for a long time, and the edge of the bowl was hot. He didn't let go, and hurriedly brought it to the bedside, put it on the stool, helped Wu Mu sit up, cooled it with a spoon and fed her: "I fell asleep when you were sleeping. , I’m not sleepy now.”
He only hoped that Wu Mu would take a few more sips, but he only took three sips, then turned his head to the side and stopped drinking.
Wu Jin whispered: "Mom, let's have some porridge."
Mother Wu shook her head, lay down again, and suddenly asked, "What day is it today?"
"twenty two."
After hearing this, Wu's mother didn't know what she was thinking about. She frowned and fell asleep again after a while.
Her illness lasted for five or six days. After the high fever subsided, she was unable to get up and had no desire to eat. She could only drink some soup every day.
On the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, Wu Jin hastily ate a bowl of leftover soup and a sugar cake on the stove. Looking at the donkey intestines, mutton and other foods prepared by Wu Jin in the kitchen, he felt sour.
He brought a bowl of chicken soup to Wu's mother's bed. Wu's mother just woke up and turned to look at Wu Jin. She saw two black circles under Wu Jin's eyes. She was heartbroken and struggled to sit up. She didn't need Wu Jin's persuasion. He drank half a bowl of soup and ate a piece of chicken with Wu Jin's hand.
After eating, she urged Wu Jin to go and rest quickly, and said that she was already well and that he would recover as long as he took some time to recover.
Wu Jin nodded in agreement and walked to the door. Before he even stepped out, he seemed to hear Wu's mother talking in his ears. He quickly turned around and walked back, asking Wu's mother if she felt uncomfortable.
Wu's mother didn't say anything just now. Seeing that Wu Jin was in a daze, she urged him to go to bed. He put away the bowl and returned to the kitchen. Wu Yi was pushing his father back from outside.
Wu's father bought a ginseng and wanted to cut it into pieces and stew it in the soup to replenish Wu's mother's vitality.
"Boss, you go and have a rest. The second brother and I are busy in the kitchen."
