The room was quiet and time passed slowly. The quieter it gets, the more tense it becomes.
While Luo Shi was waiting, he gradually tightened his grip on the bamboo pole in his hand, feeling anxious but not daring to show it.
After checking her pulse, Yu Ying withdrew her hand and looked at Fu Wei's nails again.
The nails were light red, and there were some anti-nails. After she pressed his nails a little harder, she raised her eyes and looked at Fu Wei.
Fu Wei didn't care what she was doing, and didn't even pay her any attention.
Yu Ying curled her lips secretly and looked away.
Deficiency of Qi and blood, slow pulse, and weak pulse. The pulse level was even lower and weak. It was obviously a sinking pulse, but there were also faint signs of a floating pulse.
The weather is hot now, but his hands are too cold.
Combined with some minor symptoms, Fu Wei looks like a syndrome of deficiency and cold.
Deficiency-cold syndrome can be recovered in mild cases, but in severe cases, the spleen and stomach will be damaged, and joints and muscles will be painful. Over time, the entire body will collapse and it will be difficult to recover.
His body is his own. If there is any problem with his body, he will naturally feel it.
But even though his body had been ruined like this, he still remained indifferent. It was obvious that he just didn't want to live anymore.
Since you don’t want to live anymore, why do you continue to hold on?
Although Yu Ying read the book, she still didn't know the reason.
"How's it going?" Luo Shi asked nervously by the door.
Considering that Luo Shi was not in good health, Yu Ying said she was half-hidden and half-hidden: "My body is a little weak, I'll just take care of it later."
When he heard the words "the body is a little weak", Fu Wei's eyes darkened without a trace.
Luo Shi asked in embarrassment: "How much money will it cost?"
Yu Ying knew very well that given the current situation, Luo Shi probably couldn't get out a penny, so she didn't elaborate and just said: "I have my own way."
After saying that, Yu Ying stood up, rolled up her sleeves, and then opened the thin quilt on Fu Wei's legs.
As soon as she opened it, the smell of the herbs became stronger. Yu Ying frowned slightly and asked, "What medicine was used to apply it on the legs?"
Luo Shi said hurriedly: "The old people in the village said these herbs are useful for leg injuries."
Most of these herbs were of some use, but because Fu Wei's leg was broken, applying the herbs was definitely useless.
Yu Ying did not continue to ask, she slowly rolled up the trouser legs of Luo Wei. Yu Ying did not continue to ask, but slowly rolled up the trouser legs of Luo Wei, and then untied the cloth strips wrapped with herbs on her knees.
After removing the cloth wrapped with herbs, she saw the injury clearly - a knee that was twisted and misaligned like a deformity.
Yu Ying's face couldn't help but darken.
Fu Wei's eyes swept across his legs, with deep disgust in his eyes.
Yu Ying slowed down for a moment, then lowered her head to examine his legs carefully.
When the officer broke Fu Wei's legs, he should have hit them directly at the knees, so the knees were so misaligned and twisted that it was frightening.
Although it looks scary, an experienced traditional Chinese medicine practitioner can still correct a fracture of this degree.
But in ancient times, capable doctors basically took root in those prosperous places. In such poor and backward places, it was difficult to find doctors with good medical skills.
Even if there is, it may not be able to cure Fujian.
Who in this Jade County doesn't know that the son of the Wuling County Governor suffered for twenty years because he was wrongly carried, so he is full of resentment towards the Fu family?
Even though it was not stated clearly, everyone knew that Erlang Fu's legs were broken by someone sent by the son of the prefect of the county. In such a situation, who would dare to treat him?
Yu Ying stared at Fu Wei's expression carefully, then stretched out her hand to press the injured area. Seeing that his face was pale and his brows were furrowed, she knew that he was in severe pain.
It's a good thing if it hurts. If it doesn't hurt, it means it's unconscious. At this point, there's really nothing she can do.
Yu Ying carefully groped for the dislocated joint on his leg before putting her hand away and said slowly: "It can be cured."
Hearing this, Fu Wei raised his eyes and glanced at her, but that was all.
But Luo Shi was shocked. She originally thought that her son would be like this for the rest of his life. Even if she was sad, she hid it in her heart and did not dare to show it.
Now that she heard that it could be cured, her eyes gradually turned red, but she was afraid that she had heard wrong, so she quickly asked: "Can it really be cured?"
Yu Ying said "Yeah": "If the dislocated bones are in the correct position, then rest..." After looking at the serious joint dislocation, she considered it and said a conservative date: "It should take about two months of rest. You can get out of bed by removing the bamboo strips, but you can't stand or walk for a long time, and if you want to recover, you need to rest for a longer time."
It takes a hundred days to break the muscles and bones, but the conditions in ancient times were poor and there were not so many instruments. Everything could only rely on experience and feeling, so the period was longer.
After saying that, Yu Ying walked out of the room.
In the house, Fu Wei looked toward the door, turned his eyes slightly, and looked out of the window to the yard, and his eyes fell on his wife's back.
Until the back disappeared from sight, Fu Wei closed his eyes, lowered his gaze, and his eyes fell on those ugly legs, with no trace of disgust in his eyes.
Can it be cured...
I'm just afraid that after it's cured, it will break again a second time.
After Fu Wei glanced at it, he pulled up the quilt and covered his legs with disgust.
Out of sight is pure.
Since bamboo was needed to fix the legs after bone setting, Yu Ying remembered that there was a bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain just now, so she asked Luo for a hatchet to chop the bamboo.
But after seeing the hatchet that Luo Shi brought, Yu Ying fell into silence.
A hatchet that was so blunt that it had teeth couldn't even cut weeds, let alone bamboo.
Sooner or later, she would have to replace all these tools.
She went to the river to find a relatively flat stone, and it was only after she was sweating profusely that she could use it.
After asking Luo Shi, she found out that the bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain was ownerless, so she went to chop down a bamboo pole thicker than her thumb.
I cut a dozen bamboo poles, polished them on rough stones, soaked them in the river for half an hour, and finally dried them in the sun.
After building the bamboo pole, you need to use a fixed rope.
But since Fu's family didn't have that many ropes, they could only use cloth strips instead.
Looking left and right at the clothes of the three people, they changed their clothes, and they didn't feel strong anymore. In the end, they tore their own linings into strong strips of cloth.
After everything was ready, she returned to the house with hot water, intending to scrub away the medicine stains on her crooked legs.
Luo Shi was worried and had to stand by, and Yu Ying didn't let her out.
Yu Ying wrung out the handkerchief, lifted the quilt, and gently scrubbed Fu Wei's legs.
Fu Wei, who had been silent until now, finally spoke: "Why do you want to cure me?"
When she finally heard him ask, Yu Ying raised her eyes at him and said, "I thought you wouldn't care about this question."
He glanced at Luo Shi at the door and lowered his voice: "I thought you didn't want to live anymore and wouldn't care."
Fu Wei's eyebrows were raised slightly, his expression remained dull, and he looked away.
"Just don't say anything."
Yu Ying lowered her head, wiped his legs carefully, and said half-truthfully: "I can't leave, and I may have to stay in the Fu family for the rest of my life. As a man, you are the backbone of the family, so naturally you can't Stay in bed for the rest of your life.”
Fu Wei glanced at the look on her face when she spoke, but he couldn't tell whether it was true or not, but he didn't believe her words.
Fu Wei didn't believe it, but after hearing this, Luo Shi's expression changed.
He secretly murmured in his heart: Could it be that Mrs. Yu fell down and figured it out after walking around the gate of hell? Do you want to live a good life with Erlang?
Yu Ying had no time to speculate on the thoughts of mother and son. She wiped the back of Fu Wei's legs, massaged them to relax the muscles, and studied how to set the bones.
After a long time, she didn't even give a warning. While she was relaxing, she suddenly pushed and straightened with all her strength, and her bones made a "click" sound. Fu Wei suddenly grabbed the quilt tightly, the veins on the back of his hands were prominent, and his knuckles turned white. His face was so pale that there was no blood, and there was even a layer of cold sweat on his forehead.
Yu Ying looked at him and asked, "Can you bear it?"
"Continue." Fu Wei's voice was extremely forbearing.
Yu Ying knew that bone setting was extremely painful, not to mention that he had been injured for almost a month and was severely misaligned and twisted to the point of deformity. The bone setting pain was like a pyramidal bone.
Under this kind of pain, Fu Wei was stunned but did not cry out. Yu Ying still admired him.
After setting the bones, she fixed several thick bamboo poles to his legs, and then fixed them firmly with torn strips of cloth. The simplest fixing clip was ready.
After just reshaping one leg, Yu Ying was out of breath, and the clothes on her back were completely soaked with sweat.
She let Fu Wei calm down for a while and let herself rest for a while. When she regained her strength, she went to deal with the other leg.
Fu An lay down at the window and peeked, and when he saw the woman holding his uncle's leg, he felt severe pain.
He looked at the serious woman with a wrinkled face.
He heard her say yesterday that she would not only treat her uncle's legs, but also treat her grandmother's eyes.
If she could really cure her grandmother's eyes, he would admit it even if she beat and scolded him again.
After a long time, Yu Ying took care of her dangerous legs. Not only was she almost exhausted, but even he was leaning against the wall, gasping for breath.
When Yu Ying regained her strength, she secretly looked at Fu Wei.
Fu Wei's thin clothes were soaked with sweat. The clothes clung tightly to his body. It may not have been long since the accident happened, so he could vaguely see how tall and lean his body was before, and how those muscle lines were. Smooth and clear.
It would be a pity for such a perfect body to be disabled.
Yu Ying just looked at it with appreciation and had no other thoughts.
After a while, Yu Ying withdrew her gaze. Out of professional instinct, she ordered: "You can't let go of these bamboo poles without my consent, and don't let your legs touch the water. In addition, I will brew some herbs to help you condition your body."
After saying that, his eyes touched the wet clothes soaked with sweat on his body. He hesitated for a moment and then said: "Change into dry clothes in a while to avoid catching the wind and cold."
After giving instructions, Yu Ying picked up the basin and walked out of the house.
Luo Shi's excitement gradually eased. After licking her dry lips, she looked at the blurry figure on the bed and said, "Erlang, take good care of yourself. You don't have to worry about other things."
Fu Wei recovered slightly from the severe pain, looked at his biological mother with an old face and gray hair, and frowned.
In this environment, what's the use of worrying?
Luo Shi turned around and left the house.
Yu Ying washed her hands, looked at Luo Shi who came out of the house, and said, "Now let me show you your eyes."
Luo Shi wanted to refuse, but after Yu Ying said, "If you don't show me, then don't let me continue to treat Erlang's legs." Luo Shi hurriedly agreed.
Yu Ying looked at Luo Shi's eyes, and after asking about the symptoms carefully, she had an idea.
Luo's eyes can also be cured, but treating the symptoms and root causes is a relatively long process, and taking good care of the body is the most important thing.
And the current conditions are limited, so I can only make tea with some herbs that can clear the mind and improve the eyesight, so as to alleviate the symptoms of blindness first.
After a busy day, it was almost dusk, and when he was about to take a break, a sudden "clang" sound came into the house. Yu Ying quickly got up and walked to the door to open the straw curtain to check.
Fu An was seen standing beside the fire stand in a daze. The clay pot had been broken into pieces, and the pieces fell on the fire that was extinguished by the wild vegetable soup.
Luo Shi heard the sound and came over and asked urgently: "What's wrong?!"
Fu An's eyes turned red and he said aggrievedly: "Grandma, the jar suddenly cracked..."
When Luo Shi heard this, his expression suddenly froze.
Things will always break after being used for a long time. Just seeing the expressions on the faces of her grandfather and grandson, Yu Ying had a bad feeling in her heart.
——Isn’t this the only clay pot that can cook in this house...?
Other people's families are too poor to open the pot, but this family is so poor that they don't even have a pot.
If there is really only such a clay pot, I guess I won’t even be able to make wild vegetable soup tonight.
Yu Ying suddenly remembered what she had gone to the mountains to pick today. She turned to look at the red mushrooms on the ground and had an idea in her mind.
She thought that tonight's dinner should be settled.
