The doctor stopped, turned around, and looked at her.
The old aunt's eyes fell on the one tael of silver that Yan Qingyao gave him, and she waved to him: "Come and look at my wife's legs for me."
After hearing this, the doctor walked up to him, knelt down and took a look: "There is a burn on the surface, and there is a foreign body inside, but the muscles and bones are not injured. The foreign body needs to be pinched out, applied externally and taken internally, and rest for a month to see how it goes. It's probably fine."
The old aunt nodded: "Then take out the foreign object for him!"
After saying this for a long time, the doctor did not take any action.
The old aunt glanced at the doctor, and the doctor looked back at her.
The old aunt's face suddenly turned ugly, and her tone became even more unkind: "What are you looking at! The injury is on his leg, not on my face!"
When the doctor saw this, his tone was still gentle and polite: "The consultation fee plus the cost of the medicinal materials is twenty taels of silver."
The old aunt's face paused: "It doesn't take that long to prescribe medicated food for me."
Doctor: "Then let's open it for three days first, for a total of one tael of silver."
"Yes! Take it!" The old aunt nodded. Seeing that he was still motionless, her eyes fell on the one tael of silver in his hand: "Didn't she give you one tael?"
Aunt Zhang immediately became angry: "You are shameless, this is Qingyao's money for the doctor's consultation, not for your family."
The old aunt couldn't stand it, but she said angrily: "I'm not spending your money, so what are you talking about here?"
What she said was that even the doctor didn't want to pay attention to her, turned around and walked back.
The old aunt subconsciously called the doctor, but the doctor pretended not to hear and left directly.
"Cough cough cough..." The old aunt's mother-in-law walked out of the house.
Everyone looked around and saw that her face was red. It was obviously summer and she was wearing several clothes: "My mother, I haven't seen her for the past few days. Why don't we invite a doctor to take a look at her?"
"Doctor, doctor, you want a doctor, he also wants a doctor. How can our family have so much money to hire a doctor?"
The old aunt was already very angry, and someone happened to hit her with a gun. She was not happy and gave her a severe beating.
The villagers who were watching the excitement shook their heads, not wanting to see this excitement go on anymore.
The business of Yan Qingyao's Dongfang Bubai BBQ restaurant continues to be in full swing. As usual, she leaves early and comes back late. With more people, Yan Qingyao becomes even more busy, and she suddenly feels like she misses Liu Qifei.
"Xiao Tongtong~" Lying on the bed, Yan Qingyao turned on her mobile phone: "Call Liu Qifei over to play with me again."
System: "She doesn't want to come here."
"How could it be?" Yan Qingyao changed her face, obviously not believing it.
"Not to mention how happy and fun she is here for so many days."
System: "She said it's not easy to go to the toilet or take a shower, and there's no air conditioning."
Yan Qingyao: "..."
"Since you know, send me back to escape the heat first."
After waiting for a long time, Yan Qingyao didn't see any changes around her. She couldn't help but roll her eyes, knowing that the system would go offline at a critical moment!
Holding the phone, although he didn't dare, he still couldn't help but said harsh words: "Huh! Sooner or later, I will smash you!"
Now people in the village say that Zhao Cuihua enjoys her life at home and doesn't have to do anything. Her daughter and son earn money in the town and give it to her.
Zhao Cuihua smiled, but didn't think so. She thought it was better to let Qingyao and Zhicheng have enough rest first, as long as the money was enough. She didn't need them to give her money, because she already had eighty taels of silver. .
You can buy whatever you want.
However, I am really at ease now.
After washing the clothes at home during the day, she went to her neighbor's house to chat. After she came back, she always felt that the house was a bit stuffy, and opening the windows to ventilate it couldn't solve it. At night, she couldn't help but cough.
"Cough cough cough..." Zhao Cuihua spooned another bowl of water and drank it. Her dry cough was not getting better. When she saw Yan Qingyao coming out, she immediately took two steps back: "Cough cough cough..."
Yan Qingyao looked at her red face, and just as she felt familiar, she thought of her mother-in-law whom she met at her old aunt's house a few days ago.
"Mom, are you cold?"
Zhao Cuihua nodded: "I guess so, I don't want to infect you, stay away from me."
What she saw and heard during the day suddenly came to mind. Zhao Cuihua wanted to take it easy, but now she immediately said: "Qingyao, why don't you ask the doctor to come over and take a look at me?"
Zhao Cuihua continued: "I heard from neighbors today that my mother-in-law passed away due to a cold and fever, but she didn't report the funeral in the village, so I don't know whether it's true or not."
When she heard it, she smiled in disbelief. How serious could a cold and fever be? How could she die?
Unexpectedly, just after I finished speaking in the morning, I felt hot and stuffy in the afternoon and coughed in the evening.
Yan Qingyao also shook her head: "It should be just rumors! Some women in Chenjiacun like to tell rumors, and I don't know whether they are true or false."
Although people in ancient times were generally young, the mother-in-law was probably only in her fifties, so there would be no problem in living to her sixties.
But if she never gets a doctor, she might die...
Seeing that it was getting dark, the villagers turned off their lights and fell asleep one after another. At a glance, only half of the houses were left with coal lamps on.
Yan Qingyao picked up a coal lamp and walked out. She vaguely remembered where the doctor's house was, but she really couldn't remember where his house was.
"Doctor, doctor!"
Yan Qingyao shouted directly to the sky, and heard a short burst of anger coming from the room.
"What's the name at night?"
"What happened? Call the doctor late at night."
"The doctor's house is in the third house on the left. Just look for him."
Listening to what they said, Yan Qingyao patiently searched for the third house on the left. Before she could find it, she heard the door creaking open from the inside.
A clear and gentle voice asked: "Whose little lady is looking for a doctor?"
Yan Qingyao walked over immediately: "Is the doctor at home? I am Yan Qingyao, the daughter of Zhao Cuihua."
When she heard that it was Zhao Cuihua's family, she subconsciously opened her eyes slightly. She must have heard about the one tael of silver.
The tone was still polite and gentle: "My husband was just called away by the landlord's house, saying that someone in the family had a fever and was sick."
Yan Qingyao asked, "Is there someone in his family who has a fever and is sick?"
The woman who opened the door nodded: "In the past few days, several families in the village have had fevers. This situation has never happened before."
"Could it be..." A reverie came to Yan Qingyao's mind, and just as she was about to say it out, she heard hurried and heavy footsteps behind her.
The woman smiled happily, looked behind her through Yan Qingyao, and waved: "My husband is back."
Yan Qingyao turned around. The doctor had just hurried over and stopped behind her. When he saw it was her, he frowned and said with a sad look on his face: "Miss Yan, someone in your family also has a fever?"
