Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11415

When the doctor is giving acupuncture, it is not appropriate to move around, because such movement not only increases the difficulty for the doctor to find the acupuncture points on the human body, but also easily causes the silver needles that have already been inserted to shift.

However, Blacksmith Luo did not move on purpose, but he really couldn't stop coughing.

Especially after a while in his throat, the sudden itching made him want to hold back his tears, and finally he couldn't control it anymore and could only open his mouth and cough. Not only did he cough, but the itching was like a chicken feather scratching back and forth in his throat, making him feel nauseous. Every time he coughed, he would dry heave a few times and spit out several mouthfuls of sour water and mucus before he stopped temporarily, leaning back on the pillow, gasping for breath, and it took a long time for him to catch his breath.

Seeing someone holding a spittoon, someone holding mouthwash, and someone holding a silver needle waiting patiently by the bed... Luo the blacksmith's face was full of apology. His face was red, and he didn't know if it was because of the coughing, or because of embarrassment, or both. He said shamefully: "Wangsheng, I'm sorry, I'm always moving around... I can't help coughing, cough cough, cough cough cough..."

Wang Cuilian came over, went behind blacksmith Luo, supported him and patted his back.

"You old man are just a stubborn ass. I told you not to work in the fish pond, but you just wouldn't listen!"

"It's been a whole winter, and the weather is getting warmer. Why can't you wait for ten days or half a month? Alas!"

Wang Cuilian helped Luo the blacksmith to breathe smoothly and cough out the phlegm in his throat while scolding him.

Although it was just scolding, it was full of worry and heartache.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "My uncle is a person who can't sit still. Not to mention that you can't persuade him, even our whole family can't persuade him together."

Wang Cuilian nodded: "That's right, if you don't listen, Tuanbao and Yuanbao are more obedient than their grandfather! You are worse than those two children!"

Blacksmith Luo felt more and more ashamed after hearing what was said. His old face turned completely red and he couldn't raise his head.

"Auntie, let's all move over here. I think Uncle is fine right now. Let's quickly let Brother Wangsheng give him the needle. The sooner he gets better, the better."

"Ah."

Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian both stepped aside, and Luo Fengtang also put down the spittoon in his hand, but he did not leave. Instead, he stood behind Wangsheng, watching Wangsheng give the acupuncture and ready to lend a hand at any time.

During the acupuncture process, Blacksmith Luo had been using his willpower to hold back his cough, and it was very difficult.

Seeing his look like this, Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian could only exchange glances quietly and sigh in their hearts.

Fortunately, Wangsheng was very skillful and experienced in acupuncture. He soon stopped and said to Luo the blacksmith, "Uncle, if you want to cough, just cough twice. It's not comfortable to hold it in."

Blacksmith Luo then coughed twice cautiously and calmed down.

When everyone saw this scene, they could only say, "Oh! What a misery!"
After an incense stick of time, Wangsheng stopped the acupuncture and gave a few more instructions. Luo Fengtang personally saw him out.

He probably had something to ask Wangsheng in private, and it was not convenient for him to do it in front of Luo the blacksmith.

On the bed, Luo the blacksmith, who had just finished the acupuncture and felt a little better, was supported by Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian to sit up again. The old man let out a long sigh and said, "I'm fine, don't worry, it's just a cough, it's a minor problem, it won't kill me."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and followed what Luo the blacksmith said: "It's a small problem, but this small problem is a chronic disease, which is lingering and tormenting."

Luo the blacksmith said: "It's okay, as long as you don't die."

Wang Cuilian glared at him. "Your throat will be damaged sooner or later if you keep coughing. When you cough to the point where you can't speak, you'll be in big trouble!" "It's not that exaggerated..."

"Also, you can't touch your cigarettes, alcohol, or spicy food."

"Ah?" Blacksmith Luo looked gloomy. "Well, this is a bit boring..."

Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian secretly exchanged glances again. Yang Ruoqing winked at Wang Cuilian, wanting her aunt to stop talking about her uncle.

Although, Uncle has been a little disobedient recently, especially when Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang went to Changhuai Prefecture for more than half a month a while ago. After they came back, Wang Cuilian complained to Yang Ruoqing, saying that the old man was disobedient. As soon as they left, he started smoking and drinking...

After Yang Ruoqing and the others came back, they had only been there for three to five days, and they had spent two or three days in the town dealing with Tai Sui's affairs, so they had not yet found the time to "take care" of the fact that Luo the blacksmith had resumed his addiction to tobacco and alcohol.

Just now, because he took off his clothes to work in the fish pond and startled the wind, his old illness was triggered. Once it was triggered, the damage caused by smoking and drinking before also appeared like an avalanche.

During an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent, so the old man's "crimes" at this moment all became evidence in court when Wang Cuilian came to settle the score. The old man was left speechless and unable to raise his head. He sat on the bed looking pitiful, like a child who had made a mistake.

The older you get, the more like a child you become.

Wang Cuilian saw that Luo the blacksmith was very depressed when he heard that he could not touch cigarettes, alcohol or eat spicy food for a long time. Wang Cuilian was really amused and angry.

"I've said so much about you before, but you just hung your head and said nothing." She raised her hand and gently poked Luo the blacksmith. "Now that I mention cigarettes, alcohol and spicy food, you're reacting. You're such a worrying old man. If you don't sincerely change, I'll persuade Tang'erzi and Qing'er not to treat you anymore. Just let you cough. Treating you is just a waste of the family's money!"

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These words were a little more forceful than before, and Luo the Blacksmith's face was not only gloomy, but also frustrated and ashamed.

He secretly raised his eyes and glanced in Yang Ruoqing's direction, feeling guilty like a child who had really done something wrong.

Seeing this, Yang Ruoqing quickly stopped Wang Cuilian who was about to scold him again, "Aunt, I know you are saying this on purpose because you feel sorry for my aunt."

"Auntie, that's enough. I believe my uncle is an adult and knows what's going on..."

"Qing'er, you really overestimate him. If he knew what was going on, he wouldn't have just... "

"Is Tang Yazi back?"

Luo Fengtang just happened to be coming in from outside after sending Wangsheng off.

Behind him was the dark night.

Yang Ruoqing asked him, "Brother Wangsheng is back?"

Luo Fengtang nodded, "I'll take him to the gate of the courtyard, and ask Xingwang to light the lamp and take him home."

"That's good. That's what we should do." Yang Ruoqing said.

Uncle Fu and Wangsheng, this father and son, are nominally the village doctors of Changping Village, but in fact, they are almost the family doctors of the Luo family.

No matter what time it is, no matter if it is windy or rainy, as long as the Luo family, the third branch, or even the Sun family, no matter what happens, these three families will just call out, in the past it was Uncle Fu, now it is Wangsheng, even if they are asleep, they will immediately get dressed, carry their medicine boxes and go out to see patients.