Mrs. Liu put away the dishes and chopsticks, and Jiang Michia went into the kitchen and scraped off all the stick glutinous rice porridge left in the pot, which was more than half a bowl.
After thinking for a while, I took two more wild vegetable pancakes.
After all, it's a big man who only drinks very little, so he probably won't be full.
Song Jingyun has become proficient in drinking porridge with a wooden spoon, and now he can do it without spilling anything.
"Not bad, he learned quickly." Jiang Michia praised him and stuffed the wild vegetable pancake to him, "Eat some of this too, otherwise you will be hungry again at night."
The wild vegetable pancakes were dark, and the glutinous rice porridge without sticks looked appetizing, but since Jiang Michia said he wanted to eat it, Song Jingyun still took it and put it in his mouth.
After chewing for two times, Song Jingyun frowned and looked solemnly at the wild vegetable pancake in his hand, and then at the stick glutinous rice porridge in the bowl.
It’s the same food, but the taste is a bit different.
But maybe it's just that he just arrived here and is a little uncomfortable with the taste of this so-called food.
Song Jingyun didn't think much about it, just took one bite at a time and slowly ate it.
"There are two people at home, dad and mom. Dad is going to ask the doctor to take a look at your injury. He will be back soon."
Jiang Michia warned, "When the doctor comes, just do whatever the doctor asks you to do, and don't say anything unnecessary."
"Yes." Song Jingyun nodded obediently.
"If you really don't know how to answer, just keep silent. You just knocked your head, and others think you are normal. Just remember one thing, don't behave abnormally. If others find that you are not The people here might drag you and burn you to death."
Song Jingyun didn't quite understand the consequences of burning, but he could still understand the word death.
"In our galaxy, killing people at will is a violation of the law and will be sent to the galaxy prison." Song Jingyun's voice was timid.
"Here, the law stipulates that aliens like us can be burned to death." Jiang Michia glanced at him and spoke slowly.
Song Jingyun's expression changed, "...I remember it."
Then, go on to eat wild vegetable pancakes.
But compared to when I was eating just now, my movements were slower.
It seems that although this little son-in-law comes from the interstellar world, he is not very courageous.
Jiang Michia narrowed her eyes.
After a while, Jiang Youcheng brought the doctor over.
Doctor Yang is an old man in his fifties, with gray hair and beard.
Seeing Song Jingyun, who was now able to sit upright with a normal expression, he first clicked his tongue twice, then sat down and took his pulse seriously.
After taking a pulse, he rolled Song Jingyun's eyelids again and looked at the back of his head.
"Do you still feel a headache now?" Doctor Yang asked.
Song Jingyun shook his head slightly.
Doctor Yang stroked his gray beard and said, "I have been seeing patients for more than 30 years, and this is the first time I have encountered such a rare thing. People who seem to be in trouble now are actually having trouble. It's really unprecedented. Unheard.”
"What do you mean, doctor, is everything okay?" Jiang Youcheng asked.
"It's okay. It looks like the congestion in his head may have dispersed. However, he has been in coma for so many days and he also lost a lot of blood. His body is too exhausted and he needs to take good care of himself for a few days."
Doctor Yang opened the medicine box and took out some medicinal powder. "My family is not well off, so don't drink this decoction. Apply some of this medicinal powder to the wound on the back of your head every day. It will take three to five days and it will be all healed." .”
"I'm going to make some delicious food in the next few days and give him an extra supplement. I prepared the powder myself. It's not expensive. Plus I'll make this trip, so you can give him eighty bucks."
"Thank you, doctor." Ms. Liu thanked her and went into the east room to get the money box.
There was a happy event at home and a series of medical appointments. The originally heavy money box now became a little light.
Mrs. Liu counted eighty dollars, and then looked at the remaining money that couldn't even cover the bottom of the box. She sighed inwardly and gently closed the money box.
After giving the money, Mrs. Liu and Jiang Youcheng sent Doctor Yang out.
"I'll take good care of him in the past two days. Mom will make some delicious food to replenish my health." Ms. Liu's face was full of kindness.
"Yes." Jiang Youcheng nodded, "If you feel uncomfortable or need anything, tell dad."
The two father and mother in front of him, whom Jiang Michia mentioned, seemed to be very friendly people to him.
Song Jingyun nodded slightly.
Jiang Youcheng and his wife saw that although Song Jingyun seemed confused, he was not completely stupid. It was like what Jiang Michia said. Although he was a bit stupid, there seemed to be some way to save him.
"It's getting late. Mom and dad should go to bed early. I'll just keep an eye on you tonight." Jiang Michia said, "If anything happens, I'll call you."
"Sure." Jiang Youcheng and Liu stood up.
Song Jingyun covered his stomach again at this time.
"Feeling sick in your stomach again?" Jiang Michia frowned, "Didn't you just eat?"
"It's not that I'm hungry this time, I just feel a little bloated." Song Jingyun's expression was distorted at this time.
Bloating?
After thinking for a while, Jiang Youcheng hurriedly reached out to help Song Jingyun, "Come, get out of bed, I will take you to the latrine."
A hut?
Song Jingyun looked at Jiang Michia.
Jiang Michia coughed slightly, looking a little embarrassed, "Go ahead, listen to dad when you get there."
Seeing Jiang Michia's words, Song Jingyun got up and got out of bed with Jiang Youcheng's help.
This body had been lying on the bed for three days without food or water. Her legs and feet were a little weak, and she was stumbling when she walked. Fortunately, with Jiang Youcheng's support, Song Jingyun could barely walk.
Weng and son-in-law wandered to the hut in the corner of the yard and came back after a long time.
When he came back, Jiang Youcheng was fine. Song Jingyun's face was a little red, and he hid on the bed when he returned to the house.
After all, it's a private matter, so it's inevitable to be a little embarrassed.
Jiang Michia understood deeply, and in order not to embarrass the timid Song Jingyun, she only urged her parents to rest early.
After tidying up a bit and telling Jiang Michia to remember to call them if something happened at night, Jiang Youcheng and Mrs. Liu returned to the east room.
After a busy day, Jiang Youcheng was so tired that he snored loudly when his head touched the pillow.
Mrs. Liu, however, tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep no matter what. Finally, she simply sat up and sighed.
Jiang Youcheng was awakened by this sigh. He opened his eyes and saw Ms. Liu sitting on the bedside. He jumped up and said, "What's going on? You're looking sad."
"Look at what my son-in-law looks like. He needs to be taught how to eat, drink, and defecate. His brain is indeed seriously injured. Hey, what kind of evil has our family done? Our daughter is just right, but our son-in-law is now like this."
Mrs. Liu wiped away her tears as she spoke.
"It's okay. I think he learns very quickly. I guess he will be fine after a while." Jiang Youcheng comforted.
"Besides, it's probably a good thing that this person is like this. It would be a bad thing if he is the kind of person who thinks too much when he comes to our house and thinks about other things."
"It's just that this kind of naive and silly person has been brought up by us. It's best if he can be of the same mind as Xiaoxia in the future."
Hearing what her husband said, Ms. Liu thought for a moment and then nodded, "That's true. I'm not afraid of others. I'm just afraid that my son-in-law's elbow will turn outward."
