At dawn, Yang Huazhong was woken up by a violent banging on the door.
Opening the door, the person who came turned out to be Yu Xingkui.
"What's going on? Did something happen to the old man?"
The moment he saw Yu Xingkui, Yang Huazhong's heart jumped into his throat, and he subconsciously thought of the old man.
Yu Xingkui said anxiously: "Third brother, the old man made a fuss again last night and spent the whole night. This morning, he had a bunch of red rashes on his body and it was so itchy that he screamed."
"Ah? I'm going to find the doctor right now. Xingkui, you go back first. I'll be there soon."
Yang Huazhong returned to the house to put on more clothes. Sun was also alarmed. After asking what happened, she quickly followed suit.
"You don't want to go. It's the old man's problem that makes it inconvenient for you to be around." Yang Huazhong said.
When it comes to serving the mother-in-law, it is more convenient for the daughter-in-law, but for the old man, the son has to take over.
Mrs. Sun kept moving and said, "I'll just stay away from the side room. I'll help boil the hot water so that you don't have to scrub the old man or something. You and Yu Xingkui can't help each other."
Yang Huazhong had a reasonable idea, and since the matter was urgent, he had no time to dissuade Mrs. Sun, so the couple locked the door of their house and hurried there.
Sun went to boil water first, and Yang Huazhong took a detour to Uncle Fu's house. He originally planned to invite Uncle Fu over, after all, he had more experience.
Unexpectedly, Uncle Fu himself was ill, so he had no choice but to ask Uncle Fu's son Wang to give birth.
In a hurry, he entered the old man's house. The old man was lying on the bed wearing only his sleeping clothes, sticking out his butt, wrapping his hands into the clothes and scratching him, and making ouch and ouch sounds from his mouth.
The sound made people panic, and the pleasure was mixed with pain. If you blindfolded a person who had experienced human affairs and pushed him or her into this room and made him or her feel pain, the old man's scream would probably identify that person. Some pictures that are not suitable for children will appear in their minds.
Wangsheng was fine. After entering the door, all his thoughts were focused on the old man.
Yang Huazhong, on the other hand, was startled by the voice as soon as he walked in, and felt a little embarrassed.
He coughed lightly and said to Old Yangtou: "Dad, I invited Wang Sheng here. Tell Wang Sheng what's going on with you!"
Old Yang turned his head with difficulty, and when he saw Wangsheng, the fire of hope ignited in his painful eyes, like a drowning man seeing a ship floating in front of him.
"Wangsheng, please tell me quickly what's wrong with this. It's making me itchy. I want to use a knife to scrape off a layer of skin!"
Wang Sheng asked Yu Xingkui and Yang Huazhong to help Old Yang lie down again and then lift up his shirt.
Although the old man sits in a wheelchair all year round, the old man's body frame and skin have not withered at all. On the contrary, a man of this age can still remain so strong. He is really getting stronger with age and is the best among the elderly!
It's just that the skin on the back was so scratched that it was hard to see. First there was a large area of red rash, and then there were red stalks one by one that he scratched. The red stalks were scattered all over the old man's back, as if a dragnet had been woven over the old man's back. Up, shocking.
Wangsheng pulled the old man's trousers down a little more. Sure enough, the red stalk spread all the way up, and it also wrapped around his neck like a twisted vine, with a faint tendency to penetrate into the forest of hair.
Wang Sheng's face looked a little bad, so he covered it with his clothes again, and then asked about the old man's specific situation, such as when he started to feel itchy, what he had eaten and drank in the past two days, what he had moved, etc. , anyway, the question was very detailed.
Lao Yang's head was itching so much that he was scratching it all over the place.
The person who thought carefully before answering was naturally Yu Xingkui.
Yang Huazhong was also listening, but when he saw the scratching sound of the old man, and the skin would break and bleed when he scratched it, Yang Huazhong couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward to persuade him: "Dad, you can't scratch this thing. You have to apply medicine. The more you scratch it, the worse it will be." ."
Old Yangtou said very unhappily: "This thing doesn't grow on you. If you don't talk about it, your back will hurt. If you don't, I'll scratch it till you die!"
Here, Wang Sheng asked a lot, and heard that Old Yangtou was so angry that Yang Huazhong couldn't get off the stage, so he said to the old man: "Brother Li Zheng is right, this thing really can't be scratched, the skin is broken and the water is sticking to it." It spreads through the fingernails and anywhere else it is touched."
Old Yangtou could not refute what the doctor said.
Wang Sheng turned to Yang Huazhong and said, "You can go get a basin of hot water. Let's wipe the old man down first, change into clean clothes, and then apply the medicine."
Yang Huazhong nodded, turned around and went to the kitchen to get hot water.
Mrs. Sun had already boiled a large pot of water in the kitchen, which came in handy now.
"What's going on with father-in-law? Is it okay?" Mrs. Sun asked with concern while scooping water into the basin.
Yang Huazhong said: "Wang Sheng hasn't said anything yet, but that back looks scary to me. It's scratched all over."
After the water was scooped out, Yang Huazhong quickly took it to the side room.
In the side room, Yu Xingkui had found a set of clean clothes and put them beside the bed, and together with Yang Huazhong, he helped old Yang Tou scrub.
Wang Sheng opened the medicine box and prepared the medicine there. Several colors of medicinal mud were mixed together, and the room was filled with a strange medicinal smell.
"Judging from this situation, the old man was probably triggered by eating mutton. Apply some ointment first. You must avoid spicy and irritating foods in the past two days. Fish, shrimp, beef, mutton, and old roosters should not be touched."
"Wangsheng, is this situation a problem?" Yang Huazhong asked.
Wang Sheng shook his head: "It's a minor problem on the skin, but you can't take it lightly. Just follow my instructions for two days and see the effect before talking about it."
Yang Huazhong and Yu Xingkui both nodded.
When Old Yang heard that the disease was caused by eating mutton, he immediately caught Yang Huazhong and scolded him: "You heard it, right? It's all your fault. You had to bring me some mutton last night, and it hurt me like this. Are you satisfied with this play? "
Yang Huazhong was stunned.
Both Yu Xingkui and Wang Sheng couldn't laugh or cry.
Wang Sheng said: "Old man, mutton is a rare and good thing. Most people can't get it if they want to eat it. Brother Li Zheng also has good intentions."
Yu Xingkui also said: "The third child is filial to you, so I gave you mutton to nourish you. It's an unexpected thing. I'll be fine after applying medicine. Don't worry, uncle!"
Old Yangtou hummed, and suddenly transformed into a 'nostril man', pointing his nostrils at Yang Huazhong to express his dissatisfaction.
Yang Huazhong stood beside the bed, also a little annoyed.
In fact, last night he had a few arguments with Mrs. Sun on whether to send mutton.
What Sun meant was that since the old man had that kind of 'hot and dry' condition, and mutton was a moist and nourishing food that nourished yin and strengthened yang, it was best not to give it away.
But Yang Huazhong had been in Qing'an County for eight days, and he felt a little sorry for the old man. During this period, he only had a light diet, minced meat porridge, shredded chicken porridge, and fish fillet porridge, but he never had a satisfying meal of hard food.
Thinking of luck, he brought the old man a bowl of mutton chops that were braised until soft. I remember that the old man was still a little happy when he saw the mutton chops.
If Yang Huazhong knew that the mutton chops would be eaten in this way, he would not give away the bowl of mutton chops even if he died!
