Whether fever-reducing and analgesic drugs are effective depends on the old lady's physical condition.
Therefore, the next night is a critical night, and someone must be at the bedside to observe the situation at all times.
The Zhou family's children have different ideas. Even Aunt Fang, the personal maid, is not a very trustworthy person.
So Song Che called Zhou Yazhao into the side room and asked her and Shen Wenjun to keep vigil for the old lady.
The reason why Zhou Yazhao is not welcomed in the Zhou family is mostly because of her status as a concubine, and the person who cares about this status the most is the old lady lying on the bed.
Now that the old lady is critically ill, she has asked the concubine to take good care of her regardless of past grievances. Presumably, Zhou Yazhao will be much better at home from now on.
"After the normal effect of the medicine takes effect, the old lady will feel sleepy, and at the same time she will get hot and sweat violently. At this time, she will first wipe her body with a hot towel, and then use an ice towel to apply cold compress on her forehead. If she kicks the quilt, she must cover it, especially It’s the sole of the foot, so don’t get cold…”
Song Che gave careful instructions and then exited the side room. At this time, all the relatives waiting outside the door gathered around. Zheng Xiu'e was the first to ask:
"How's it going? How's the old lady doing? Are you okay?"
"Don't worry, everyone, as long as the old lady can survive tonight, she will be full of energy tomorrow," Song Che added: "Now the old lady has gone to sleep peacefully and cannot be disturbed by the noise. If your aunts and brothers and sisters are tired, you can go back and rest first. , Wenjun and my aunt will stay with you in bed tonight."
"The two young ladies are rich, how can they wait for others? Why don't you let me go in and take care of them together?" Aunt Fang said and was about to enter the house.
Song Che stretched out his hand to stop Aunt Fang, "Aunt Fang has been staying with the old lady every day for the past few days. She must be exhausted. Why don't you go down and rest?"
"Oh, it's okay, we are servants -"
"No need." Song Che said firmly.
Aunt Fang lost her face and said, "If you don't take good care of me, you will be responsible for anything that happens to the old lady!"
Song Che said calmly: "Of course it is."
Aunt Fang hummed and left.
The two twin brothers in the second room were impatient for a long time. The eldest cousin was frail and sick, so he left with the help of his wife.
Zheng Xiu'e stayed for a while longer, but finally lost her temper and left.
Sun Chunxue stayed until evening before leaving.
Now only Song Che, the eldest daughter Zhou Hui and her husband Tang Wen are left in the Buddhist hall.
"Cousin, cousin-in-law, it's night, why don't you go back and rest?" Song Che asked.
Zhou Hui sighed: "Grandma loves me very much. Now that I have married out of the family, I have been spending less time together and more separation. It is hard to fulfill my filial piety these days, so waiting a little longer is nothing. If grandma is blessed all over the world, she can survive After passing this test, you should be thankful to God. If she really can't make it through, I... I... can take one last look at her."
The love is naturally strong when it is deep, and the love is so intense that tears flow down.
Tang Wen held his wife in his arms and whispered comfort: "Grandma will be fine..."
Throughout the ages, most people who get married know more about filial piety than those who stay at home.
After nightfall, the eldest daughter and the second daughter came to visit several times. The second uncle Zhou Gui also showed his face. He was bloated and looked out of breath. He only visited the old lady outside through the curtain, said a few words of greetings and then left in a hurry.
What is strange is that the most famous father and son of the third family of the Zhou family have not appeared for a long time.
In the middle of the night, the medicine gradually took effect, and the old lady finally began to sweat. Shen Wenjun and Zhou Yazhao were very busy, wiping themselves and changing the bedding. After taking care of her, she sweated a lot.
Fortunately, God's will favors her. The old lady's face, which had been red for four days and four nights, finally faded away. Her head was no longer so swollen, her waist was no longer so painful, and her heart rate gradually returned to normal.
"I want to make a pot of nutritious porridge for grandma, but I can't find the dining room. Auntie, can you come and show me the way?" Song Che poked his head into the room and greeted.
Zhou Yazhao nodded, washed his hands, and followed Song Che.
It's quiet at night.
Before the flowers and under the moon.
Zhou Yazhao couldn't speak, and couldn't understand her gestures, so Song Che could only follow her quietly.
Deaf-mute, deaf-mute, deaf-mute and deaf-mute are like "siblings in need". Many people who are born dumb are deaf, and those who are born deaf are basically all dumb.
Zhou Yazhao has no problem with his hearing, but can't speak. It's most likely caused by the day after tomorrow.
Acquired voice loss is either due to illness or beating. If she is sick, it is most likely due to meningitis, which is commonly known as burning out the brain. If the brain is damaged, people will definitely become dementia, but her intelligence is not a problem at all.
No matter how bad she is, she is still the eldest lady of the Zhou family. She must have been beaten by others, right?
Doesn't she have a tongue?
Or is her vocal cord broken?
Alas... She was born so stunningly beautiful, how could she be mute?
Unexpectedly, the dining room arrived.
"You are responsible for lighting the fire, and I am responsible for cooking the porridge." Song Che ordered, and then began to look for ingredients in the kitchen.
Linhai, Hangzhou, had a lot of seafood in the kitchen. He took a fish, half a catty of shrimp, and was about to blanch it and peel it, when Zhou Yazhao quickly grabbed him and started signing quickly.
Song Che raised his eyebrows in confusion, and after looking at it for a long time, he realized the meaning from the gesture of "putting his hands together" and praying to the Buddha, "Are you saying that the old lady is a vegetarian and does not eat meat?"
Zhou Yazhao nodded repeatedly.
Song Che smiled and waved his hand and said: "For a weak person, eating meat is the best way to nourish yourself. These fish and shrimps are all white meat, so they are not considered meaty."
Zhou Yazhao tried to persuade again, but seeing that Song Che was unmoved, he stamped his feet and sat back by the stove.
This Aunt Zhou is really similar to her niece Shen. She likes to stamp her feet when she is anxious.
Song Che took the fish tenderloin, chopped it together with the peeled shrimp meat, and put it into a casserole with the diced vegetables. First, bring it to a boil over low heat, then simmer over low heat until it becomes thick. Finally, add salt and sugar. In this way, a pot of nutritious rice porridge full of electrolytes is ready.
Taking advantage of his free time while cooking porridge, Song Che walked around the dining room and finally found a pile of medicinal dregs in the hopper containing rotten vegetable leaves. He took another small jar and put the medicinal dregs in it. .
He wanted to see who the doctor was and what kind of medicine he was given. Even after four days of taking it, the fever could not be reduced.
Zhou Yazhao sat quietly behind the stove, taking in all Song Che's actions, his face still calm.
Song Che stuffed the small urn into his sleeve, turned and walked to the door of the dining room, glanced around to make sure there was no one around, and then closed the door.
He tiptoed back to the stove and sat down next to Zhou Yazhao.
Zhou Yazhao subconsciously held the tongs, moved the stool out, and looked at Song Che in confusion.
"Auntie, don't get me wrong. I closed the door on purpose because I was afraid that the wall had ears." Song Che lowered his voice and asked, "I called you out on purpose because I wanted to ask you for a name——
Do you know who in the Zhou family is nicknamed 'Zhou Papi'? "
As soon as this question came out, her delicate body trembled.
