Hearing this, Mrs. Sun was shocked.
"Qing'er, no, you can't, right?" The woman's lips couldn't help but tremble slightly as she muttered.
"Your grandma, you are such a good person, how could God let her get a bad disease?" Ms. Sun asked again.
Yang Ruoqing said: "Mom, I'm not saying for sure. I mean, we have to pay more attention. If anything goes wrong, we should immediately send him to a large medical center in the county."
Of course, if it is really a terminal illness that declares death, it will be useless even to ask a royal doctor.
"Don't be afraid of ten thousand, always be afraid of the unexpected. Let's pay more attention to Ga Po. Early detection and early treatment are always better." Yang Ruoqing added.
Ignoring that Sun's hands were wet and stained with chicken feathers, Yang Ruoqing reached out and held Sun's hand: "I also believe that my grandma will be fine, because she is so kind, and God will bless her. "
…
After appeasing Mrs. Sun, Yang Ruoqing went to Uncle Fu again and asked Uncle Fu in private about Mrs. Sun's situation in detail.
Uncle Fu said: "There were so many people before, and in front of the old lady, there were some things I couldn't say directly."
"I'm talking to you in private, Qing'er. I always feel that the old lady's situation is a bit pessimistic."
"Of course, it may be that my academic skills are not good and my medical skills are limited."
"Judging from the mouthful of blood the old lady vomited and the color of her complexion, I feel a withered aura." Fu Bo said.
"You feel it too?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
Uncle Fu was surprised, "What? You feel it too?"
Yang Ruoqing nodded.
"I saw my grandma's rapid weight loss, and I felt something was wrong." She said, and raised her finger to point at her chest, "I always feel like a stone is pressing down on my heart, and I can't breathe. Personally, It doesn’t feel good!”
Uncle Fu also sighed, "Keep an eye on it in the past two days. If there is no improvement, send it to the county hospital as soon as possible. Don't delay the treatment."
Yang Ruoqing nodded, her mind was in a mess all the way back from Uncle Fu's house.
Even when a villager greeted her, she said something absent-mindedly and didn't even see who was saying hello!
In the next two or three days, the Sun family, Da Sun family, Yang Ruoqing, Huang Mao, Xiao Hua, and even Wang Cuilian and Tuoba Xian all cooked their own specialties in various ways to whet Old Mrs. Sun's appetite.
Old Mrs. Sun's appetite has not diminished at all, and she eats as much as she wants. However, this person looks the same every day, and his chin is pointed.
"There's something wrong. There are so many good things in there, where do you eat them? Why are you getting thinner day by day?"
At night, while Mrs. Sun was asleep, Mrs. Sun gathered people together and pondered this matter.
Da Sun said: "I also discovered that my mother used to be quite physical. Last night I brought her foot-washing water, and then I realized that her legs are really thin."
Uncle Yang Ruoqing said: "Then what are you waiting for? I'll hitch the carriage right away, and we'll take my mother to the big hospital at night!"
Yang Huazhong said: "I agree."
Lao Suntou said: "Qing'er, what do you think?"
Yang Ruoqing said: "I just came from Ga Po's side and saw Ga Po sleeping soundly."
"Perhaps she hasn't noticed anything yet. If we send her to the county hospital overnight in such a big way, she will be frightened."
"The bumps along the way may make her make wild guesses, which will be even worse for her condition." Yang Ruoqing said.
"Then what should we do? We can't just watch, right?" Mrs. Sun burst into tears, and Huang Mao and Xiao Jie were also wiping tears.
Yang Ruoqing said: "I have an idea!"
…
The next morning, Mrs. Sun's frightened cry came from Mrs. Sun's house.
"Mother, mother, what's wrong with you?"
"Someone, come quickly, my mother is coughing up blood again..."
Soon, the Da Sun family all rushed into the house and gathered around the window.
Everyone gave them water, medicine, caressed their backs and felt comfortable. Xiaohua ran to find Uncle Fu. As soon as she left the yard, she saw Yang Ruoqing and others driving a carriage. Xiaohua was overjoyed.
"Sister, Grandma Ga is coughing up blood again. Mom and aunt are all in that room..."
Hearing Xiaohua's words, Yang Ruoqing's heart suddenly sank.
She said to Xiaohua: "Don't panic, I have invited the best doctor in the county to come home!"
Then, she turned back to the carriage. At this moment, Uncle Yang Huazhong and Yang Ruoqing had also got out of the carriage carrying a large medical box. With them, there were two strange middle-aged men.
"President Wang, Doctor Han, please come this way."
Yang Ruoqing greeted the two of them.
President Wang and the others had heard the conversation between Xiaohua and Yang Ruoqing when they got out of the car just now.
He nodded and quickly followed Yang Ruoqing into the yard.
In the room, people gathered in a circle in front of the bed. When they saw Yang Ruoqing and two strange middle-aged men entering the room, Lao Suntou and Da Sunshi in front of the bed immediately understood that they were all sensible. Make a way.
Yang Ruoqing briefly introduced President Wang and Doctor Han. President Wang and Doctor Han didn't say anything else. They just carried the medical kit to the bedside and began to consult with Mrs. Sun...
Yang Ruoqing evacuated the rest of the people outside the house, leaving only Lao Suntou and the eldest Sun family Yang Huazhong in the house.
Outside the house, Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian were worried and came over. Blacksmith Luo came to Yang Ruoqing and whispered in a low voice: "Qing'er, which famous doctor did you invite?"
Yang Ruoqing said: "One is Dr. Han, and the other is President Wang. President Wang is also President Wang of the county medical chamber of commerce. If the disease cannot be cured by both of them, then there is basically no need for other doctors in the county. Go ask."
What Yang Ruoqing didn't actually say was that Chairman Wang and Dr. Han were the ones who diagnosed Chen Biao's father's disease.
Some of the other doctors diagnosed this, and some diagnosed that. Dr. Han and President Wang immediately came to a conclusion after consultation.
Hey, I hope these two doctors with the highest medical skills and the most experience bring hope instead of bad news!
Time seemed to pass very slowly. Yang Ruoqing looked up at the sun above her head from time to time. Previously it was three poles high, but now it was directly above her head.
However, the diagnosis continued in the room.
"Uncle, you go back first. Everyone is busy with their own things. I'll just keep watch here. I'll tell you if anything happens." Yang Ruoqing said.
Everyone was tired of waiting, so they dispersed.
"Huangmao, Xiaohua, you should also withdraw."
Yang Ruoqing said when she saw the two people still standing there.
Huang Mao shook his head, "No, I'm not tired."
Yang Ruoqing glanced at Huang Mao's belly and said, "Why aren't you tired? Obedient, go back and rest quickly. Grandma Ga is sick and everyone has to take care of her. You can only rely on yourself to take care of yourself. Hurry up." Go back to the house!”
Huang Mao had no choice but to leave.
Xiaohua said: "Sister, I'll go back and cook, and you'll all come over to eat later."
Yang Ruoqing nodded and watched Xiaohua leave. She and Xiaojie were the only ones waiting at the door of the room.
"Sister, is there really something wrong with my breast?" Xiaojie moved to Yang Ruoqing's side, her voice trembling slightly.
