C15 Sick Again

What Deng Jingu said made sense. Ji Chunhua thought for a moment, if she really let Lin Anxin burn her mind, then the one who would suffer misfortune would not be her Deng Family, but rather, it would be her family's. There would also be Davy, her youngest son Deng Jinsuo, and as long as Deng Family was still living in the village, he would definitely have to show his face.

She felt around in her arms for a long time before taking out three pieces of money, "This is all I have, I don't have much. Tell Dr. Guo that he will pay these three pieces of money first, and I'll keep the rest."

Ji Chunhua gave the three pieces of money to Deng Jingu, turned around and left muttering as she walked, "This old lady has really gone through eight lifetimes of bad luck. Ji Chunhua gave the three pieces of money to Deng Jingu, turned around and left as she walked, muttered as she walked," This old lady has really gone through eight lifetimes of bad luck.

Deng Jingu knew that his mother was too worried about his dad, and she really did spend a lot of money today, so she was very angry.

He was a filial son, and he would not talk back to what his mother said.

Now that he had obtained three coins, he hurriedly put on his straw cape and bamboo hat before running into the rain. In the blink of an eye, he had already left the courtyard and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Ji Chunhua, who was standing at the door of the kitchen, looked at her son's anxious look and felt even more furious. She couldn't help but give a fierce glance at East Wing.

It had only been two days. Because of her illness, she had brought so much misfortune to the family, and her eldest son had broken his leg. Her eldest son had become more and more disobedient and had truly forgotten about his mother.

Ji Chunhua thought she had lived for dozens of years and that today was the worst day of her life. She was so upset that she had the impulse to pull Lin Anxin up and give her a good beating.

However, she finally suppressed her impulse and walked into the living room with her concern for Deng Jingu. She called for the helper to have a meal.

To think that steamed pumpkin could actually be so delicious without cooking oil. These people couldn't help but praise Ji Chunhua's good cooking skills.

Ji Chunhua didn't expose them, she just politely told them to eat more, then went to cook some big cakes for the helpers. From time to time, she would look at the door, this heavy rain and wind, Guanyin Bodhisattva must protect her family's Jingu to come home safely.

Dr. Guo's home wasn't at Upper Pool Village, but was another two miles north from there. There was a place called Sophora Tree Village where Dr. Guo lived.

Deng Jingu had been taught since Lin Anxin came from the family. Lin Siya was his daughter-in-law, so in his heart, the original owner, Lin Siya, was a person with Deng Family.

He didn't know that the original owner had already died of illness and that Lin Siya had changed her mind.

He was extremely anxious. Barefooted, he ran towards Dr. Guo's house with a deep kick.

Although Deng Jingu's family didn't need to farm and he didn't need to go down to the fields, he wasn't that spoiled. Ji Chunhua had raised her two sons, except for forbidding them from going into the river to play in the water.

The soil on the road was loose and soft, soaked by the rain. He had hired a few men to help him carry his father back, but the road had already been trampled into small puddles.

He couldn't care less and didn't care that the muddy water had wet his pants. He focused on finding Dr. Guo to open another two portions of herbs so that his little daughter-in-law could quickly recover.

The rain fell heavily. The rain soaked the bamboo hat, drenched his face, and blocked his view.

He stretched out his right hand to touch his face and wiped away the damn rain. When he looked up and saw that he was at the entrance of the village, he relaxed and threw away the raindrops.

Dr. Guo's house was nearby, and he went to the fifth one from the village entrance.

Deng Jingu had learned some arithmetic from Deng Dalang, not to mention that he had just been to Guo Lang's home today, so he naturally knew where his home was.

He was concerned about his family, so he quickened his pace.

The door to Dr. Guo's house was always open during the day.

When Deng Jingu arrived at his house, Dr. Guo didn't go out. Instead, he took advantage of the rain to move a chair to sit on the steps. There was a trough under his feet, in which some unknown herbs were placed and being pushed around by his feet.

The two sides were slender and waist wide, the herbal medicine was placed right on top of it, while what Dr. Guo was stepping on was a round copper cake, a copper pole passing through the center of the mill, stepping on top of it and grinding it back and forth.

"Dr. Guo, you're grinding medicine!" Deng Jingu's mouth was very sweet and extremely likeable.

Dr. Guo raised his head to look. Wasn't this brat busy at home? He came straight here again, could it be that his father …

"But your father..." Dr. Guo asked. Subconsciously, he felt something was not right and said, "Come here quickly."

Then he shouted into the house, and asked his wife to pour him a bowl of hot ginger tea.

Deng Jingu walked over quickly and said, "Guo Lengzhong, let me help you crush it. You take a rest."

Dr. Guo knew that there was something wrong, so he put his feet down and put on his shoes.

"Are you here to seize the medicine? Didn't I give you nine portions of herbs? The doctor who came with Prefectural City is much more dangerous than me. "

Traditional Chinese medicine was very particular. Most of the medicines that came out were seven to nine, usually seven. Deng Dalang's injuries were very serious, so he said nine.

"It's not about my dad, it's about my family's Four Yards. She's on fire again!" Deng Jingu answered while he grinded the medicine.

"Why is it burning again?" Dr. Guo was so angry that he blew his beard. Although he was just a doctor, he could still cure the illness of the original owner like Lin Siya.

"There's no one at home. I don't know why, but Siya fainted again. She knocked a big bag on the mud brick behind her head." Deng Jingu didn't tell Dr. Guo that Lin Anxin was pushed down by Dunkin Ling, causing her to suffer.

Old Mrs. Guo came out with the ginger soup and muttered, "You're too kind, there's no adult in the house, the child is still sick, no one can help her if something happens. Go get the medicine, come, Jingu, drink this bowl of ginger soup."

Deng Jingu took the warm ginger soup and drank it in one gulp. The sugar was very expensive, so Mrs. Guo definitely wouldn't put it in.

"Thank you, Aunt."

"Her bad thoughts are all squeezed together today. She is probably lying on the ground and caught a cold. Dr. Guo, please prescribe some more good medicine." Deng Jingu shouted into the room.

Dr. Guo replied and confirmed that the drug would be cured.

He didn't even need to look at the door to know what his patient was going to take. It was just that the medicine he had prescribed earlier had removed a few flavors and replaced them with a few more.

Deng Jingu returned the bowl to Mrs. Guo and began to seriously grind the herbs.

Dr. Guo picked up the herbs, Deng Jingu had already crushed the medicine in the mill.

Hearing Dr. Guo call him, he immediately ran over.

"As usual, seven. When you go back, fry three bowls of this medicine into a bowl of water and eat them three times. The morning, the evening, and the morning, each time."

"Ai, thank you, Dr. Guo." Deng Jingu reached his hands into his pockets and took out the three Copper Coin s that were in front of the door.

"Dr. Guo, how much is this medicine?"

Dr. Guo glanced at him, then sighed and said: "We don't have a backer here, so I'll still go to Prefectural City area and dig it out for my cousin. There are a few herbs that have just grown there, so I guess it should be cheaper."

In the midst of Deng Jingu's endless gratitude, he quickly rushed back to the Upper Pool Village with the seven sets of herbs in hand after he owed them a debt of gratitude.

When he got home, the men who had come to help had all gone home.

Seeing that he had returned, Ji Chunhua's heart that was hanging in the air finally dropped. She scolded, "You only picked up two and ate them, why are you paying so much again? You don't want money!?" "Now that the family is different from the past, why don't you know to save a bit of energy? Are you trying to force this old lady to die?"

"Mother, Dr. Guo promised the Drug Money that he will owe them. I've brought the three Copper Coin back."

The three Copper Coin were useless. Dr. Guo knew that his family was in trouble, so he asked him to return it next time.

Hearing this, Ji Chunhua became angrier and angrier. "So what if I brought it back? You don't need to return it?"

When she thought about what had happened at home, the fire in her heart burned hotter and hotter.

Looking at his son who had wet his upper body, he felt heartbroken. He finally said, "Change your clothes and quickly go to the kitchen to eat something. It's all hot in the wok now."

She gave two cakes to her youngest son and two to Deng Jingu. She only ate the leftover pumpkin soup. As for the sick Lin Anxin, she didn't have the mind to care about her.

"I'll go in and take care of your father." Ji Chunhua turned around and shouted at Deng Jinsuo, "It won't rain anymore. Take a basket and go pick some lentils. Eat the boiled lentils tomorrow morning."

"Understood, Mother!" Deng Jinsuo didn't know what was going on in the west room, so he replied obediently.

"Pei, what bad luck!" Ji Chunhua spat at East Wing and went into the house to take care of Deng Dalang.

Deng Dalang's right calf that was previously injured by the horse carriage. Although it was clamped down and tied up, the pain made him very uncomfortable. He was lying on the bed, groaning.

"What are you yelling for? It's so annoying."

As soon as Ji Chunhua entered the room, Deng Dalang lost his temper at her.

"Back then, when I raised my daughter for Lin Family, I endured it on account of saving my life. But who would have thought, I actually brought back a prodigal child. The family only had a few Copper Coin left, yet she already took out half of them.

Deng Dalang's face sank when he heard this. A cold light flashed across his eyes.

"You said she's sick again?"

"Hmm, Jingu went to catch some herbs. I saw her before and it really hurt. How big is she? She's not some rich family's girl, how could she be so easily taken care of!"

When Ji Chunhua mentioned this, she immediately felt stifled within her heart.

She was already worried when her boss fell. She thought about how she would not know what to do in the future. As a woman, she did not know how she could support her family.

Who knew that her child bride was also expensive.

"Sigh, Spring Flower, sorry for troubling you. I'm afraid my leg is useless." Deng Dalang felt aggrieved in his heart. Why was the Heavenly Dao so unfair?

His family had been suffering more and more, but he had never expected that there would be trouble at the end of the day.