Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 10911

"Besides, if you don't cure your illness during the twelfth lunar month, then you will celebrate the New Year happily in the first lunar month, but you will cough endlessly. Isn't this unlucky?"

Luo the blacksmith still insisted: "I'm busy at home. I'm going to the clinic. You have to go with me to take care of me, right? What about the children at home? What about the things?"

Wang Cuilian said: "Things at home are prosperous and peaceful. The children include Qing'er, Ronggu, Shaoyao Linglan and others."

"I'm really not worried about the fact that our family has enough manpower now. Your health is the most important thing right now."

"I have a chronic disease. I can't rush it. I have to take care of it slowly..."

No matter how Wang Cuilian tried to persuade her, from which angle she tried to persuade them, and even Uncle Fu and Wangsheng and his son also tried to persuade them from the side, Blacksmith Luo could always find different angles and reasons to refute them.

In the end, Fu Bo and Wang Sheng could only laugh and say nothing.

Wang Cuilian was so angry that she said to Blacksmith Luo: "You old man, you usually don't say much, but now even ten people can't speak to you."

Blacksmith Luo smiled apologetically, "I know in my heart that you are all doing this for my own good..."

Everyone stopped talking and looked at Yang Ruoqing, because when they tried to persuade them earlier, Yang Ruoqing was uncharacteristically not very persuasive.

But they knew that Yang Ruoqing must have other ideas.

Sensing that everyone was placing their last expectations on herself, Yang Ruoqing smiled lightly.

She came to the bedside and said in a gentle voice to Blacksmith Luo, who had already prepared a counterargument: "Uncle, I understand how you feel. A golden nest and a silver nest are not as good as your own doghouse. Who would rather go there if you are a good person?" I’m sleeping in the palm-sized ward of the hospital, don’t you think so?”

Blacksmith Luo nodded vigorously, feeling that Yang Ruoqing's words really hit home in his heart. Isn't that what it felt like!

No matter what, as long as I hear that I am asked to move, I will feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable, but I just don’t want to move!

"Qing'er, you..." Wang Cuilian just started to speak, and she got the hint from Yang Ruoqing's eyes.

Wang Cuilian choked back her last words, and Yang Ruoqing also said to Blacksmith Luo: "Uncle, do you think this is okay?"

"As for me, I will send someone to the town hospital overnight to buy medicine. If there is no medicine in the town, I will send someone to the county town to buy it."

"You will definitely be able to drink that medicine tomorrow. If it has an effect, you will be able to see it within two to three days, right Uncle Fu?"

Uncle Fu nodded: "It's the right symptom. Although I don't dare to boast that Haikou's medicine can cure the disease, the effect will definitely be obvious once the medicine takes effect!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "That's right, so let's drink it at home for two or three days. If the effect is seen, then of course there is no need to move around."

"If the effect is not obvious, then we will talk about it later. Is that feasible?"

Blacksmith Luo nodded without hesitation: "Okay, that's okay. However, I believe in Fu Bo and Wang Sheng's medical skills. The medicine prescribed by their father and son must be right for the patient and cure the disease."

Uncle Fu waved his hand: "This is not necessarily true. As the saying goes, there are mountains outside the mountains. Prescribing this medicine is based on my experience and insights."

"For the same disease, if you change the doctor, his knowledge and experience may lead to different prescriptions."

"As for the treatment of diseases, it is also a cough, and the medicinal materials required are also all kinds of strange. However, in the end, all rivers will come together, and these strange medicinal materials will definitely be targeted at the cough. As long as they are effective, everyone will prescribe the right medicine."

What Uncle Fu said fell into the ears of Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian, and they may have been filled with mist. But Yang Ruoqing understands that it can also be translated in modern languages.

For example, if you have rhinitis, one doctor will prescribe you Xiangju Tablets, another doctor will prescribe loratadine, and another doctor recommends you take Cetirizine Hydrochloride Tablets, Biyankang Tablets...

In a word, what Fu Bo means is that if you can eat well this time, then it is best and save you the trouble of going elsewhere.

If the food is not good, then you must go elsewhere. As doctors, Fu Bo and Wang Sheng cannot be sure of it by patting their chests.

After all, taking medicine and treatment is one thing, but whether the patient himself actually implements the doctor's instructions and cooperates with the treatment is another matter.

Also, the same prescription, the same amount, the same disease, and the same doctor's instructions must be followed carefully. However, everyone's body functions are different, so the effects of the medicine are naturally different.

Anyway, everyone just tells a lively story, that's all.

Yang Ruoqing asked Xingwang and Ping An to safely send Uncle Fu and others back to their home in the south of the village.

In addition to the due medical fee, Yang Ruoqing also wrapped a separate red envelope for Uncle Fu.

On the way to the front yard while she was walking her father and son, Yang Ruoqing thrust it into Uncle Fu's hands.

Uncle Fu refused, saying, "Qing'er, how many years have our families been friends? It's not appropriate for you to give me a medical fee."

In Uncle Fu's words, their family has been able to develop to this day only because of Yang Ruoqing's support.

Without Yang Ruoqing's support, Uncle Fu would have been a little-known village doctor in the village all his life. He had been carrying a medicine box for half his life, and the few money he earned could barely keep his family from going hungry.

Apart from that, there is no more surplus. I save money to build a big tiled house, save money to build houses for my sons, marry wives, save money to buy more fields...

These things are really unthinkable. Because she practices medicine in a village, many people can't afford her medical treatment or medication.

Holding the child, carrying the patient to your door, crying and begging for credit, or bringing a few sweet potatoes, a few potatoes, half a liter of corn, and a few eggs as compensation.

You said that everyone is from the same village, nose to eye, and even if we talk about it in detail, we are basically related to each other.

Are you really willing to die? That doesn’t make sense!

So in the years before he sailed aboard the Luo family's warship, Uncle Fu was middle-aged, practicing medicine and doing farm work, struggling to support a family of several people.

Until he met Yang Ruoqing, the two sides cooperated, and Yang Ruoqing hired him to be the pharmacological consultant of her herb collection team and transportation team...

From then on, Uncle Fu practiced medicine in Changping Village, and it didn't matter how much money other families were willing to give him, because he cooperated with the Luo family and received two very generous dividends in the first half and second half of each year.

Just with Uncle Fu's dividends, the living standard of Fu Bo's family in Changping Village suddenly rose.

Even before, because the family was poor, the ancestral medical skills had a tendency to be discontinued when Uncle Fu came here.

Because all the sons in the family saw the poor doctor's embarrassment, they all thought that doing farm work honestly would be a serious career when they grow up.

Wangsheng, the eldest son of Bajiao, could not bear to live up to the expectations of his father, grandfather and other ancestors. He gritted his teeth and silently learned medical skills from his father, Uncle Fu, while doing farm work.

(End of this chapter)