Whether it was out of kindness as a doctor or to open up his reputation as a doctor, Wen Zhiyun had to make medical appointments.
He bent down and picked up his small medicine box... without any resistance.
When I was about to resist the second blow, the medicine box suddenly seemed as if it didn't exist.
Wen Zhiyun turned around and saw Fang Heng's hand grasping the handle of the medicine box, holding it against his body easily.
Sure enough, people are different.
Wen Zhiyun sighed and let go of the small medicine box resignedly - as long as he was not carrying him.
He walked in the front, Fang Heng followed behind with the medicine box. Jiang Sheng was definitely going as well. Zheng Ruqian was the most attached to Jiang Sheng, so he naturally refused to leave.
Only Xu Mo was left in the ruined temple.
Jiang Sheng had already reached the entrance of the village, and then he thought, wouldn't it be bad if he left his eldest brother behind every time?
She turned around and saw Xu Mo staring at them through the window.
Jiang Sheng felt sad in his heart. They could move, but the eldest brother could only sit in the ruined temple and copy books day after day. It was really cruel.
Xu Mo also saw Jiang Sheng turn around. A slight smile appeared on his originally calm face, as if he was comforting Jiang Sheng or telling her that he was fine.
The group arrived at Zhou's house.
Zhou Zhiqiang was even more irritable than before. One moment he was cussing at the sky and the other, and the next moment he was yelling at Aunt Zhang to move around. He didn't shut up until he saw Wen Zhiyun.
But when he turned around and saw Jiang Sheng behind him, his expression changed and he was about to curse again, "You little bastard, who let you into my house? Get out now."
The faces of the brothers turned dark instantly.
It was one thing for Wen Zhiyun to come to see a doctor with medical ethics, but it was another thing to hear Zhou Zhiqiang bullying his sister with his own ears. He was born with a delicate temperament, but it did not mean that he had a delicate temper.
"My sister is a bitch, and so are we." The doctor straightened his back and said loudly, "We are not worthy of entering your courtyard."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Fang Heng followed closely behind with a cold face, and Zheng Ruqian glared at Zhou Zhiqiang fiercely.
"Hey, don't leave." The Zhou family was anxious. Then they found out that Xiao Langzhong was the brother of Jiang Sheng, a beggar at the entrance of the village. They quickly covered Zhou Zhiqiang's mouth and begged his grandfather to sue his grandmother again before reluctantly leaving Xiao Langzhong. .
Wen Zhiyun sat down with a calm expression and directed the Zhou family members to clean the wounds, "The legs need to be washed with warm water, the wounds must be wiped clean, and any sharp stones must be removed and no residue can be allowed."
The banker's hands were thick and his work was not meticulous at all. Within a few strokes, Zhou Zhiqiang was hurt and screamed like a slaughtered pig.
Aunt Zhou was so frightened that she stopped moving, panicking and not knowing what to do.
"Mom, call Mrs. Zhang, tell her to come." After Zhou Zhiqiang finished calling, he still didn't give orders.
Only then did the Zhou family remember that they had a daughter-in-law. They turned their heads and saw Jiang Sheng pulling Aunt Zhang to talk softly.
"Ms. Zhang, why don't you come over and help." Aunt Zhou shouted.
Aunt Zhang was shocked by the roar and came over quickly.
"Auntie, please go find some ice water and two pieces of cloth." Wen Zhiyun opened his mouth at the right time, and his tone was much gentler.
Aunt Zhang was immediately stunned, glanced at Zhou Zhiqiang twice, and then went to fetch water from the well with the bucket.
The Zhou family could only bite the bullet and continue cleaning the wound, digging into the flesh and cleaning out the wood chips, pebbles, and smelly dog feces inside.
Wen Zhiyun took out Panax notoginseng from the medicine box and crushed it, mixed it with ten ash powder, carefully shook it on the wound, and finally pressed it with a clean and soft cotton cloth.
Zhou Zhiqiang shook three times in pain, and sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Keep the wound away from water. Change the dressing every five days, and scabs will form in about half a month." He said indifferently, "In comparison, the bruise on the ankle is more fatal. If it is not treated properly and becomes disabled, it will only become disabled in the future. Can be a cripple.”
As soon as these words came out, the Zhou family was devastated.
In the village, middle-aged men are the labor force and more importantly the productivity. It doesn't matter if Zhou Zhiqiang falls, half of the pillars of the Zhou family will be missing.
"Little doctor, little doctor, please save my son." Aunt Zhou almost knelt down.
Zhao Dazhu on the side frowned. He had sprained his foot before and recovered after resting for a few months. It was not that serious.
Could it be that Zhou Zhiqiang twisted harder?
Zhao Dazhu scratched his head in confusion.
Jiang Sheng stuck out her tongue behind the crowd. In order to vent her anger on Aunt Zhang, she deliberately asked her fourth brother to make the situation serious. The more serious the better, it would be best if he could lie down for a few months and give Aunt Zhang two days of comfort.
"Actually, it can be treated, but it's just a little difficult." Wen Zhiyun sighed, and his tone returned to gentleness, "Today, he will use ice water for external application of his sprain. Tomorrow, he will use hot water for external application, and then use soft fingers to massage gently. In time, things should get back to normal.”
Just then Aunt Zhang came over with water from the well.
Wen Zhiyun looked at her fingers, nodded and said, "Madam, your fingers are too rough. They need to be massaged by this aunt's hands. But remember not to let her do any more chores during this period, so as not to hurt her hands." , I can’t get a massage.”
The Zhou family members were stunned for a while. Although they were puzzled, they still fully agreed.
Aunt Zhou immediately made the decision, "From now on, Mrs. Zhang will be responsible for taking care of my son, and she won't have to do any other work."
Zhang nodded blankly, not understanding what happened.
Wen Zhiyun stood up when he saw this, and Fang Heng tacitly carried the small medicine box on his back.
These two people were as noble as the wind, and none of them asked for medical fees.
Zheng Ruqian regained his energy and pulled Jiang Sheng forward, "Our consultation fee."
"Oh oh oh." Aunt Zhou came to her senses and took out two coins from her arms.
Zheng Ruqian was about to reach out and take it.
Wen Zhiyun, who had already reached the door, paused and said calmly, "The consultation fee is two cents, and the medicine just now is seven cents."
Aunt Zhou's expression suddenly looked like she had eaten shit, and she tremblingly took out seven more copper coins.
What the young man said just now, changing every five days, does that mean seven copper coins have to be used every five days?
What a sin!
After closing the door, the Zhou family's heartache was digested by themselves.
Jiang Sheng held nine coins in his arms and smiled so hard that he couldn't close his mouth.
Not counting the previous ones, what I earned today alone was a full thirty-three copper coins.
In the town, one copper plate can buy two kilograms of thick noodles, one tael of pork, and one big bone. These thirty-three copper plates are more than Jiang Sheng could have imagined.
The days of fighting for food with dogs and stealing leftovers seemed like a dream.
Sure enough, it is better to have family. Although there is more land to eat and use, it is also more land to earn.
Jiang Sheng put the copper plate into his arms and made a solemn decision.
The next day, Zheng Ruqian ran from the beginning of the village to the end of the village and finally collected three baskets full of mushrooms.
After drying in the sun for a whole day, he decided to send it to the county town early in the morning.
There were two and a half baskets of dried mushrooms, but there was only one basket in the ruined temple. Zheng Ruqian imitated Jiang Sheng's packing method, took off his clean fine cloth robe, and wrapped all the mushrooms.
"Second brother, these are the only clothes you have." Jiang Sheng shouted.
"It's okay. The clothes can still be worn after washing. We have to deliver the fungi to the county, and they have to be delivered cleanly." Zheng Ruqian wiped his sweat, "People will dislike using dirty cloth."
Jiang Sheng was speechless.
Although Zheng Ruqian never said it, Jiang Sheng knew that the second brother used to treasure the fine cloth robe. If a corner was dirty, he had to wash it, if it was wrinkled, he had to straighten it, and he had to keep it clean and tidy when going out.
This seems to be his attachment to the past life, a reminder of the past years.
But now, for the sake of two half-carried mushrooms, he personally shattered the past and no longer cherished it.
