Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 2823 A surge (four more)

Yang Ruoqing and Yang Huazhong then came to the entrance of the medical hall, and they really saw Yang Huaming under the corner of the wall over there, leaning over and retching while propping up the wall with one hand.

"Fourth, what's the matter with you? You were fine just now?"

Yang Huazhong's heart tightened, and he hurried over, Yang Ruoqing naturally followed.

"Fourth Uncle, are you okay? Come on, take a veil and wipe it off."

Yang Ruoqing handed over a handkerchief.

Because Dazhi kept coughing, when Yang Ruoqing came over, she specially tore a torn sheet into a pile of handkerchiefs and took it with her.

Whenever Dazhi coughs or takes medicine, he will take out a piece and put it under his neck.

And this handkerchief is just like the one-time use, it is thrown away when it is dirty, and there is no need to wash it for recycling.

The fragrant handkerchief that Yang Ruoqing herself uses is made of silk, and her favorite white gardenia is uniformly embroidered on it, which is equivalent to her exclusive mark, haha.

At this moment, Yang Huaming took the veil and wiped his mouth before standing up straight.

"Third Brother, Qing'er, I'm fine, don't worry." Yang Huaming said.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and stood aside.

Yang Huazhong said: "Since it's fine, why did you come here to vomit all by yourself?"

Yang Huaming shook his head in embarrassment, "No, seeing those two doctors treating Xiaojuan's face, the skin was scalded, and my stomach suddenly felt churning..."

It turned out to be disgusting?
Yang Huazhong and Yang Ruoqing looked at each other, both father and daughter understood.

Yang Huazhong said: "Then are you feeling better now?"

Yang Huaming shook his head, "It's still not good, I don't really want to go in right now."

Yang Huazhong said: "Then what should we do?"

Yang Ruoqing said: "Fourth Uncle, how about I go to the backyard and get you a bowl of hot water? We sent Dazhi over to see a doctor, but we came in a hurry and didn't bring any tea."

When you feel nauseous in your stomach, drinking some hot tea can suppress it.

Yang Huaming waved his hand, "Forget it, let's stop drinking."

Then he turned around and asked Yang Huazhong, "Third brother, do you have a cigarette stick? Let me have a couple of bites, pressure!"

Yang Huazhong smiled, and said: "Hey, I really brought this thing, here, I'll give you a couple of mouthfuls."

Yang Huaming squatted aside with the pipe in his hand, and took a few puffs there.

Yang Huazhong sat on a stone beside him, talking to Yang Huaming.

Yang Ruoqing gathered her clothes tightly and stood by to accompany her. The night was already being driven back by the morning light a little bit, and the sky in the east revealed a white belly.

The small town that has been sleeping all night is waking up a little bit.

The morning tea shop on the opposite street was already lit with candles, and the two shopkeepers carried the large adobe-fired bucket filled with charcoal to the door of the shop.

There is a large iron pan on it, and the oil is fried, and fried dough sticks and twists are put into the oil pan.

Here, Yang Huaming took a few deep puffs of his cigarette, and turned his gaze away from the door of the morning tea shop where there was a creaking sound coming from the other side.

"Xiaojuan is so hot, four taels of silver will definitely be spent, and there will be a long period of time in the future where I can't have morning tea whenever I want, hey!" Yang Huaming sighed heavily, and stuffed the tobacco stick again. He returned it to his mouth, and then began to swallow the clouds.

Hearing his words, Yang Ruoqing remained silent.

He brought Xiaojuan back from the Yang Mansion in Yuncheng to be his concubine. Since you want to learn from those rich people and raise a few concubines, you must be able to bear this responsibility and financial pressure.

Here, Yang Huaming took a few puffs of cigarettes, and then complained: "I looked at Xiaojuan's body earlier, and the hot spot is really big."

"The skin on my face has lifted, on my neck and on my chest."

"It will definitely cost a lot of money to heal these injuries. Even if people are rescued, the face and neck will probably look like that toad. Thinking about it, my scalp is getting cold!"

As Yang Huaming spoke, he smoked vigorously.

The smoke was too fast, I choked, and I coughed so hard that my tears, nose, saliva and saliva fell down together.

Yang Huazhong patted Yang Huaming's back from behind, and said angrily: "If I knew today, why bother?"

"I don't have a lot of money these days, and I still follow the example of those non-member landlords who bring their concubines back,"

"The girls have been with you for a year or two now, and they will die after giving birth to a child,"

"When something like this happens, you can't just say you've lost someone and just let it go, right? That's not what a man did!" Yang Huazhong said.

These words made Yang Huaming want to cry.

Yang Ruoqing secretly curled her lips, the fourth uncle had to finish the cannon with tears in her eyes!

"Fourth Uncle, I'm not helping anyone, I'll just speak from the perspective of a bystander," Yang Ruoqing also said.

"Xiaojuan's appearance is caused by my fourth aunt. Regardless of whether you dislike her becoming a toad in the future, at least for now, tonight, you have to spare no effort to pay for her treatment. This is the most basic responsibility." She said.

Yang Huaming nodded and said with a long sigh: "I have to add all the money I earned in the herb-picking team from spring to autumn for more than half a year."

Yang Ruoqing shrugged, "I deeply sympathize with this, but I can't help it. There is a saying that one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, especially two tigresses. You can only blame yourself for being greedy!"

If it hits the nail on the head, it's like a slap on Yang Huaming's face hard, making his face burn.

"Hey, don't talk, don't talk, don't talk about anything, let's get over this difficulty first, I can still earn money in the future!" He said.

Stayed outside for a while longer, breathing in the fresh air.

The three of them did not return to the lobby until Yang Huaming's condition improved.

At this time, Xiaojuan's treatment work has temporarily come to an end.

The attending doctor came out from behind the curtain, with hot sweat on his forehead and some sticky things on his hands.

The medicine apprentice came to help him wipe his sweat, and while washing his hands in the disinfected water, he said to Yang Huaming: "We treated her wounds and the scalded dead skin and dead flesh. The best medicine for burns in the museum,"

"Try to keep the scars to the slightest extent, but these days, I suggest that she should stay here,"

"Because it's so convenient to scrub the wound and change the dressing every day. If you go home and come back again, the wound may be infected. If it is infected, it will be even more troublesome."

"Of course, this is just a suggestion. You are her man, so you make the decision."

After the doctor spoke concisely, Yang Huaming stood where he was, with a hint of hesitation on his face.

"Fourth, the doctor asked you something, you should speak up quickly." Yang Huazhong urged Yang Huaming.

Yang Huaming moved, took a step forward, and stammered to ask the doctor: "Doctor, I just want to ask, so what, how much does it cost a day to live here?"

(End of this chapter)