Botta's home is not spacious, but in Talis Parish, where land is at a premium, having such a small house is already the greatest asset for the Botta family.
A kitchen that also functions as a storage room. There are many dishes in the foot cabinet in the corner, but a thin layer of dust has fallen on the cabinet.
Han Dongwen glanced at the small kitchen and found strangely that although the home looked shabby, there were still many various kitchen utensils, pancakes, frying pans, etc. If it were not for the chefs of restaurants in West Asia, they would be found in ordinary households. I'm afraid I don't have all these things ready.
But now, most of these various kitchen utensils have obviously not been used for a long time.
"how many people are in your family?"
Han Dongwen asked casually, and Bota replied: "Now...it's just me and my mother."
The young man didn't seem to want to go into more detail, and Han Dongwen didn't force it. He just nodded and continued walking forward.
Passing through this small kitchen, there is a living room and a large bedroom at the back. Bota sleeps in a storage room next to the large bedroom that was packed away to serve as a small bedroom. The space and lighting are smaller.
"Bota?"
A woman's voice came, it was Loreth who was doing needlework in the living room.
"have a guest?"
Upon hearing her mother's words, Bota immediately walked into the living room ahead of Han Dongwen, leaned in and whispered a few words in Loris's ear. Han Dongwen stood politely at the door of the living room, waiting quietly with a smile on his face.
"Really are……"
After hearing what Bota said in her ear, Loris suddenly showed a look of surprise on his face, and he propped up his chair with a smile on his face to stand up: "Sir, Bota and I have never had the chance to thank you..."
Seeing that her movements were a little reluctant, Han Dongwen immediately took a few steps forward to support Loris's body. He gently patted her shoulder with his hand and calmly stopped her somewhat laborious movement to get up. He slightly put his chin away and lowered his head: " Hello, my surname is Gu."
"Loris Lamia, please call me Loris."
Her complexion has the characteristic pale color of a patient, and her blond hair has lost its luster and turned gray due to malnutrition and physical weakness. Han Dongwen nodded and sat on another chair in the living room at the invitation of the other party. Next, he explained his purpose of coming.
After hearing this, Loris clasped his hands in front of his chin as if praying, and closed his eyes slightly: "There are really kind-hearted people like you... Thank you God, thank God."
"How do you feel after taking the medicine?" Han Dongwen asked with concern.
Lorreth said: "Okay, it's much better. It turns out that I was coughing and couldn't get out of bed. It was Bota who was taking care of me. My son... ahem, I really want to thank the church and you."
Han Dongwen showed a flat smile: "You can get out of bed now, and you are much better. Do you have any recurring symptoms? Is your cough worse at night than during the day?"
Lorreth shook his head and looked up at Bota: "Hurry up and prepare dinner. Treat this gentleman well. He has come from a long way, so we must..."
"No need."
Han Dongwen stood up and tidied his clothes: "I still have some things to do today. I will visit again tomorrow morning. Then I may ask you to go out with me to buy medicine for your mother's recovery."
He reached out and rubbed Bota's hair. The situation in Bota's family was clear at a glance. In such a family, even an extra dinner may increase the burden on the other party.
Rejecting such an invitation was the best kindness he could do.
Bota didn't intend to say anything originally, but when he heard what happened tomorrow, he suddenly raised his head and said with some embarrassment: "First... Sir, does it have to be tomorrow?"
"Well? Isn't it convenient tomorrow?"
Han Dongwen was a little confused. According to the calendar system of the West Asian Principality, tomorrow is a day off for parishioners to go to church.
Bota nodded with difficulty: "Tomorrow I... I have to go to the church to help. I'm afraid... I'll send you out first, sir!"
The tone at the end of his words was deliberately aggravated, and at the same time he took a slight step back, indicating a firm meaning.
"Well, Ms. Lorreth, I'll take my leave now. You can have a good rest."
Han Dongwen saw what Bota meant. It seemed that he had something to say that was not convenient to say in front of his mother. He just nodded towards Loris, who gratefully and elegantly leaned over the chair and made a gesture. With a bow, Han Dongwen and Bota walked out of this small home.
The door was closed, and the evening breeze was cool.
Han Dongwen watched Bota close the door and turned around. He breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Tell me, young man, what did you want to say just now?"
Bota looked Han Dongwen up and down and bit his lower lip: "Sir, actually...actually I have a job in a winery now and I still have to go to work tomorrow. If you come to see me tomorrow, I might not be able to leave. .”
Han Dongwen asked strangely: "Is there anything you can't say in front of your mother?"
"no."
Bota shook his head: "Sir, you are from Simeng. I'm afraid you don't know anything about West Asia and the Catholic Church. My mother is a devout Catholic. If she knew that I was working in a place that violates the doctrine like a winery, she would be afraid. You’ll be so angry that you’ll hurt yourself again.”
Han Dongwen looked at Bota, remembered the bottle of "brandy" he gave, and understood a little bit.
It seems he did secure the job.
"how old are you?"
Han Dongwen asked.
Bota replied: "I...I am seventeen years old."
"If you are seventeen, then I will be seventy." Han Dongwen said with a smile.
According to the standard laws of the West Asian Principality, it is obvious that wineries should not employ children of this age.
Bota gritted his teeth: "My age does not matter, sir. I am very grateful to you and your... boss for taking care of my mother, but you have also seen the situation of my family. If I lose this job, then At once……"
Han Dongwen raised his hand to stop what the little boy was going to say next, and patted his shoulder gently: "I understand, it seems that you won't be free during the day tomorrow, so for your mother, I'm afraid you won't be able to rest tomorrow night. ”
"Are you coming in the evening?"
Bota raised his head, his eyes lighting up.
Han Dongwen smiled and nodded in acquiescence.
"……thank you."
Bota nodded heavily, straightened his waist, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and asked a little unsurely: "Then, how much money do I need to prepare...?"
"unnecessary."
Han Dongwen shook his head: "This is a clinical experiment, yes. My boss needs to test his medical skills. Your mother actually helped us."
"Clinical experiment..."
Bota nodded to express his understanding and didn't ask any more questions: "Then, let's see you tomorrow night. I have to prepare dinner for my mother, so I can't send you any more -"
"Go ahead."
Han Dongwen smiled and nodded, watching Bota return to the house.
It seems that there is no problem for the time being.
During this period of time when Bota had to go to work, he could just tell Chi Hanqing about Loris's situation and let her judge which prescription to choose. In this way, remote medical treatment could be achieved in this way. , but it was indeed smooth sailing.
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