Seeing that the old man agreed, Song Nanzhi said nothing more. Although she didn't understand the truth, she also knew that what her granddaughter said was reasonable, and the dirt on the wound had to be cleaned. So he turned around and walked slowly to the kitchen. After a while, he brought half a basin of cold boiled water with salt into the room.
After entering the house, he put down the wooden basin, turned around and walked to the dark red cabinet in the room. He opened the cabinet door and took out a piece of white cloth and put it into the basin. Then he started to slowly clean it with the white cloth. The wound on Ting Yu's leg came.
Mo Ziyuan stayed at the bedside, holding Mo Tingyu's muddy hand, "Grandpa, it hurts a little when you wash the wound. Just bear with it and it will be fine after a while."
Mo Tingyu looked at his little granddaughter who was obviously very scared, but she still had to hold back to comfort herself. Even though her eyes were red and wet, she just couldn't let herself cry or let the tears flow down. Thinking about the arrangements she had been making since she entered the house, she comforted herself again and felt even more sad.
It is said that children from poor families have early masters. Although their family was poor, they were never harsh on her. Although the food was not good, they provided her with rice and flour. No matter what kind of work the family did, they did not ask her to do it. Zhan Ran, not to mention she is still young, even if she grows up, they are reluctant to let her suffer, but she is still so sensible, so sensible that it makes people heartache and reluctant to let go.
Doctor Liao soon followed Zhao Chengan to Mo's house. Dr. Liao's name was Liao Hui. He was about the same age as Mo Tingyu. He inherited his father's legacy and was a traveling doctor. Most of the villagers from far and wide asked him to treat patients.
Liao Hui is also a frequent visitor to the Mo family, and he is very familiar with the Mo family, but he did not expect that he would come to the Mo family today. The two of them had obviously been to his house for a while, but who would have thought that he would come to Mo's house again at this moment!
When he arrived at Mo's house, Liao Hui did not need Zhao Cheng'an to lead the way. He walked to the door of the main house where Mo Tingyu and Song Nanzhi were resting and shouted: "Brother Mo, Sister-in-law Song, I'm coming in."
Song Nanzhi responded in the room: "I'm in the room, I have to trouble Doctor Liao again."
Mo Tingyu only greeted Liao Hui when he entered the door of the inner room: "I've made you run away again!"
Liao Hui replied: "What are you talking about? You don't want to fall or bump into it. Isn't there nothing you can do about it!"
Mo Tingyu smiled bitterly and said: "No." Then he said to Zhao Cheng'an: "Cheng'an, thank you so much for today. If it weren't for you, I would still be lying on the mountain now."
Zhao Chengan said: "Uncle Mo, please stop saying such polite words. We are all from the same village. Uncle Mo has helped us a lot in the past."
After Zhao Chengan finished speaking, he said to Liao Hui: "Uncle Liao, please show Uncle Mo quickly and see how Uncle Mo's legs are doing."
After Liao Hui walked into the back room, he saw the wound on Mo Tingyu's leg. He got closer and saw it more clearly. He said, "The wound has been cleaned very clean. It is also right to cut the trouser legs, otherwise they will stick to the wound and pull." When you do it, you have to open the wound again."
Listening to Liao Hui's praise, Mo Tingyu smiled unconsciously on his painful face. He actually felt that the pain on his leg was lighter and said: "It's all Wanwan's idea. She said she wouldn't wash the wound." It’s clean. It’s hard to check the wound when you come here, and it’s hard to apply medicine if it’s blocked by the pants, so I let her breasts be cut open.”
Liao Hui looked at the girl standing guard by the bedside. He was naturally familiar with Mo Ziwan, a quiet and studious girl, and asked, "How do you know you need to clean the wound first?" As he spoke, he looked at Mo Ziwan. Ting Yu’s wounds.
Mo Ziwan replied: "It seems from the book, and Uncle Cheng An also said that grandpa may have injured his bones, so I thought that grandpa's legs should not be able to move, so I asked grandma to cut the trouser legs." While speaking, I looked at him. He looked at Liao Hui carefully to see how he was going to check. In this era, there are no auxiliary examination instruments. All examinations can only rely on the doctor's judgment and diagnosis through observation, hearing, inquiry, and experience in practicing medicine.
Mo Ziwan's eyes were fixed on Liao Hui, and Liao Hui also carefully looked at his eyes and his injured leg. Not only did he look at it carefully, he also felt it carefully when his hand touched Mo Tingyu's injured leg. As he moved his hand on the injured leg, he kept asking: "Does this place hurt?" After Mo Tingyu answered, he pressed his hand down a little more and continued to ask: "I Does it hurt when pressed?..."
After some inspection, Liao Hui straightened up and confirmed: "It's a broken bone. This leg can't be moved for the time being."
Mo Ziwan asked: "Grandpa Liao, can the broken bone be reattached? Will my grandpa's walking be affected after it is reattached?" As expected, it was not surprising.
If it were placed in modern times, the treatment of fractures would not be considered a serious injury, but the medical conditions in this era were far behind after all. She didn't know whether they could reconnect the broken bones intact and ensure that her walking would not be affected in the future. .
As Mo Ziwan's question ended, Mo Tingyu, Song Nanzhi, and Zhao Chengan in the room all looked at Liao Hui, looking at him expectantly.
Not to mention that everyone wants to recover as before after an injury, let’s talk about the current situation of the Mo family. The old is old, the young is young, and the old is in poor health. If Mo Tingyu’s legs cannot recover, he will become Lame man, the work in the fields will be a lot more difficult in the future! With the Mo family like this, even an outsider like Zhao Chengan hoped that he would get well completely.
Liao Hui pondered for a while and then said to Mo Tingyu: "I'm not very good at setting bones. If I do it, I can't guarantee that your legs will be fine in the future." Then he said: "Doctor Liu from Jisheng Hall in the county He’s very good at setting bones. If you want your leg to be safe in the future, brother, it’s best to go to Jishengtang to see Dr. Liu.”
How could Liao Hui not know that Mo Tingyu was the backbone of the Mo family? If he fell, life would be even more difficult for the Mo family! But given the current conditions of the Mo family, it would be very difficult to go to the county to see Dr. Liu for medical treatment! If he goes to the county to see a doctor, if he doesn't have a doctor, his leg will definitely not get better.
Mo Tingyu smiled bitterly and said: "With the conditions of our family, it is difficult even to pay for your medical expenses, Brother Liao. How can we afford to go to Jisheng Hall?"
Song Nanzhi also stood aside with a grimace on his face, while Zhao Chengan sighed. Not to mention that the Mo family couldn't afford to go to Jishengtang, how many people in their village could afford to go?
Mo Ziwan said: "Thank you, Grandpa Liao. Please, Grandpa Liao, please treat my grandfather's wound first and set the bones. Let's go to Jishengtang to find Dr. Liu." After saying that, she bowed to Liao Hui and said, "Grandpa Liao, please forgive me. I want my grandpa to be as good as before, and I don’t want him to be unable to walk well in the future.”
Mo Tingyu shouted: "Shut up, Wan Wan." He never thought that his granddaughter would directly refuse Liao Hui to show his legs. After drinking, he turned to look at Liao Hui and said, "Brother Liao, I'm sorry, Wan Wan is still young. , you can’t get along with her.”
Unexpectedly, Mo Ziyuan continued: "Grandpa, I am serious. If grandpa's leg cannot be cured at once, in the future, even if we have money, we will not be able to re-treat it." She had been holding back tears before, and finally Rolled down, "I think grandpa will be able to walk normally in the future and be able to carry me wherever he goes."
When Mo Ziyuan cried, Song Nanzhi's undried tears kept falling, and even Mo Tingyu's eyes turned red; while Zhao Chengan sighed deeply in his heart, the life of the Mo family was already difficult, and now It’s even worse.
Although being asked to see a doctor only to have to turn around to find someone else in the end would feel a little strange, but medical skills are limited and no one is perfect. This strange feeling disappeared in an instant for Liao Hui.
After practicing medicine for so many years, he would not be able to continue practicing medicine if he still had to worry about such a trivial matter. Moreover, everyone has their own strengths. Bone setting was not his strong point. It would be better if she wanted to take her grandfather with her. There is nothing wrong with the local treatment. He turned to Mo Tingyu and said: "You are a very filial granddaughter! Just wait and enjoy the blessings from now on!"
When Liao Hui saw Mo Ziyuan crying, he also felt a little pity for her. At the same time, he felt that this child was very courageous and independent! She doesn't look like she is four years old at all. Even a teenager may not be more independent and courageous than her.
Mo Tingyu said: "As long as you don't see her angry!"
Then Liao Hui said again: "Not to mention that she is a little baby, and she is also doing it for your legs. I am not a person who can't tell right from wrong." Then he added: "But now you have to decide whether to go there or not." Jishengtang will set the bones, or should I do it for you?" Although what Mo Ziwan said was reasonable, the decision still had to be made by the adults in the family.
Mo Ziwan rushed to speak again: "Grandpa Liao, please temporarily treat my grandfather's wound first, and we will go to Jisheng Hall to set the bones."
Mo Tingyu was also angry, but he still couldn't bear to leave Zi Wan. He said patiently: "Wan Wan, you know what's going on in our family! Good boy, go and play with your brother Chunlin, grandpa knows what to do!" "
After saying that, he turned to Song Nanzhi and said, "Send Wanwan to Shuxian's house to play for a while."
Mo Ziyuan was anxious. She was too young and her words would not be heard. In order to make Mo Tingyu listen to what she said, she had to threaten and said: "The book I copied last time was taken while you were there. After working in the county, I took my brother Chunlin quietly to the county to find books from bookstores and came back to copy them. Uncle Han also beat me because I secretly went to the county to take over the book copying job, not because I didn't study well. I'll take a taxi. I can copy more books, so I can earn more money, so grandpa won't be short of money to take care of his legs."
"I want grandpa's legs to be healthy, and I don't want grandpa to become a cripple." Finally, he threatened again, "If grandpa doesn't listen to me, I won't listen to grandpa in the future either."
Mo Tingyu and Song Nanzhi didn't know that this happened. Not to mention they were shocked, even Liao Hui and Zhao Chengan were also shocked by what she said.
Looking at a little girl who is so gentle and quiet, how can she be so courageous? He is simply bolder than a boy! How dare you sneak away to the county to find work at such a young age.
Song Nanzhi hugged Mo Ziwan and slapped Mo Ziwan on the butt with trembling hands, "Why are you so brave? What will you do if someone takes you away?" "What will your father and I do if you are gone?" Survive?"
Mo Ziyuan hugged Song Nanzhi tightly, "Grandma, don't be angry. Uncle Han has already beaten me and told me, and I will never do it again. I am obedient. Grandpa and grandma will also listen to me this time, okay? I I don’t want grandpa’s health to get bad!” As he spoke, tears kept flowing down.
Song Nanzhi hit her once, but when Mo Ziyuan held her, she couldn't hit her anymore. Not only could she not hit her, but the tears in her eyes kept flowing like a flood. She was still so young, and she was still so young. At an age when you shouldn’t know anything, but you know everything?
Mo Tingyu looked at the grandfather and grandson hugging each other and crying, and felt very uncomfortable. He didn't want to go to the county for medical treatment and wanted to take good care of his health, but they really couldn't afford the money!
