Sweetest Medicines

don't be a gentle person.

After eating, the relationship between the two became closer. Li Weiyue fully regarded Chun Niang as her family, and wondered how to ask her to see her husband's illness.

"After taking the medicine for many years, he has not healed well. There might be a problem with the pharmacy, so I can't procrastinate."

After taking a bath, the two sisters spoke at length, and Chun Niang also came from the most difficult time. Before she married, her parents had no sons, but she had several sisters.

There was a plague of locusts in his hometown, no crops harvested, grass roots and bark dug up. His grandparents did not care about the lives of their sisters. If there are people from other places, it can be replaced with a bag of vermicelli.

"There's a plague of locusts. My sister starved to death. I have two sisters."

Thinking of the past, Chun Niang sighed again and again. Her older sister was eighteen at the time, and the wedding she had made had failed, and she was sold to a flower house.

The flower house had just bought someone, and when something happened, she turned to finish the calculations with her family. He dominated and sold his second sister. His second brother was a cruel man. At night, when it was dark, he packed some clothes and fled the village.

"Not long after, there was not a single grain of rice in the house, and the whole village was digging into the land of Guanyin."

The past is unbearable, her parents are strangled to death by Avalokitesvara, she is almost sold to a flower house by her grandmother, but is eventually saved by her husband, the two traveled thousands of miles and came to the border town to beg for a lifetime.

"Weiwei, don't be a gentle person. We women, our fate is like duck grass. It's not easy to have a caring person who knows cold and hot."

Thinking of the gossip lady's sarcastic remark, Chun Niang sighed, Xiao Lingchuan's appearance was indeed not good enough for Weiyue, but as an outsider, it was not, he could tell that this man was a reliable person and he had no ill intentions.

At present, any man with little spare money, who did not have much money, could have three wives and four concubines, he said, and those who have no money are still thinking about whether they can go to the flower house for fun. The restaurant, however bad, thought only of the widows in the village, thinking about being romantic and happy.

Li Weiyue strongly agreed. He did not consider Xiao Lingchuan ugly. In his eyes, he had never seen anyone with a better and more masculine figure than him. He always thought that he was utilizing the two together.

The day was late, Chun Niang turned on the lights, and lay on the bed chatting with Li Weiyue. Both have the same ideas and concepts. When it came to excitement, none of them wanted to sleep.

"Now, uhuk, uhuk..."

It was late at night, and the sound of coughing broke the silence. When Chun Niang heard the figure, he immediately lit an oil lamp, put on his clothes, and immediately staggered into the main hall.

"My husband, how are you, my husband!"

As Chun Niang entered the door, she smelled the smell of blood. He turned on the oil lamp on the table and saw bloodstains like plum blossoms on the blanket.

"I'm fine."

On the bed lay a thin man with pale skin. He touched his handkerchief and wiped the blood from his mouth, "Chun Niang, the doctor said that the disease is contagious, you should get out immediately."

"I'm not afraid!"

Chun Niang immediately shouted, "If you have three cards and two shorts, how will I live!"

At the door, Li Weiyue sighed, wondering if she should enter, coughing up blood, infectious, she wished it wasn't the kind of illness she was thinking about.

If the guess is correct, it must be tuberculosis, which the ancients called tuberculosis. In terms of medicine, Chinese and Western medicine have different philosophies. Traditional Chinese Medicine pays attention to removing heat and detoxification, cleaning the lungs and eliminating stagnation, relieving cough and reducing phlegm. However, in this era, tuberculosis was a difficult disease to cure, and patients suffered just like that.

Xiao Lingchuan stepped out of the shadows, and raised his hand to cover Li Weiyue with a piece of clothing. People who practice martial arts have sharp ears and eyes, and can wake up with the slightest distraction.

"Are you awake?"

"Wake up."

Xiao Lingchuan's reply was firm. Seeing Li Weiyue looking at him, her cold line softened slightly, "Jinhu is still sleeping."

In late autumn, the curtains are high and the night sky is full of stars. None of them knew what to say, so they stood under the roof to blow the cold wind together.

There was often a****** in the room, Li Weiyue finally couldn't help it, and asked in a low voice, "Chun Niang, I know quite a bit about medicine, I know a little about medicine, can I go in and see my brother-in-law?"

"Sister?"

There were footsteps in the room, and a moment later, the door opened. Chun Niang looked haggard, her eyes were red, and she looked ten years older in an instant. He shook his head, "Doctor's word, your brother-in-law's illness is contagious."

"Is that consumption?"

Li Weiyue investigated, if it was tuberculosis, she had to self-examine the patient's pulse. Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to a combination of observation, hearing, questions, and four diagnostic methods.

He was only half stupid, but there was nothing he could do about consumption, at least not let it flourish.

"Sister, how do you know?"

Chun Niang was confused, she did not seem to mention her husband's illness, only that she was lying on the bed.

"It's just my guess."

Cough and hemoptysis are usually caused by pneumonia. Chun Niang also said that it was contagious, so it should be tuberculosis.

"This disease is contagious, I don't want to ..."

Chun Niang basically had no hope. It is said that in Da Qi, only genius doctors can treat all kinds of diseases that are difficult to cure.

"Just make some preparations."

The most important thing in Chun Niang's house was the fabric. Li Weiyue quickly made gloves and a mask with needles and threads. He and Xiao Lingchuan entered the inner space together.

From start to finish, Xiao Lingchuan was extremely quiet, and had no doubts about his extra medical skills.

"Mild fever, coughing up blood, possible lung complications."

Li Weiyue tested the temperature and pulse of the patient, which was completely different from usual and became tight. If she reads correctly, Chun Niang's husband has reached advanced stage TB.

"Weiwei, your brother-in-law still ..."

Chun Niang wiped away her tears. Since the previous period, her husband had continuously coughed up blood. The doctor was helpless and asked her to prepare for the funeral. Therefore, her tears dried up.

"Weiwei, we've been in the border town for over ten years, and this is the first time I've heard that Chun Niang has a sister."

Chun Niang's husband is called He Fang. He did not mention his illness, but he greeted Li Weiyue. He was ready and accepted that reality psychological preparation.

He Fang was exhausted, said a few words, and fell unconscious again.