Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 4483
The medicine was given, because Yang Huazhong didn't have the strength to hold the bowl by himself, even to sit up, he had to work together with his mother and daughter.

Mrs. Sun supported her from behind, let Yang Huazhong lean on her shoulder, and Yang Ruoqing came to feed her medicine.

During this period, Yang Huazhong's eyes were kept slightly open, and his brows were tightly knit together, forming a knot.

His face was sallow and sallow, like the straw paper used for burning incense, the corners of his mouth were white, and there were big spots of cold sweat on his forehead.

Yang Ruoqing knew that it wasn't just the wind and cold, but also stomach cramps and cramps, which made her feel terribly uncomfortable.

"Father, drink the medicine." Yang Ruoqing said softly, scooped up a spoonful of the medicine, took a sip to feel the temperature, and then brought it to her father.

The medicine was so bitter that she wanted to bite off her tongue.

Yang Huazhong opened his mouth, took several sips with difficulty, and gasped after a few sips.

After finally feeding a bowl of medicine, let alone Yang Huazhong's head was covered in cold sweat, Yang Ruoqing and Sun's were also covered in hot sweat.

"After drinking the medicine, you will gradually recover, Father Qinger, I will help you lie down and sleep for a while." Sun said.

Yang Huazhong nodded and lay down.

Yang Ruoqing turned around to send the bowl to the kitchen, and when she came back, before she stepped into the door, she saw Yang Huazhong, who was lying on the bed, suddenly straightened up, lying on the edge of the bed and vomiting violently...

"Papa Qinger!"

Sun wailed and rushed over, watching Yang Huazhong vomit out the bowl of medicine that he drank earlier, Sun was helpless in panic and didn't know what to do.

He didn't even know to take a handkerchief to wipe the corners of Yang Huazhong's mouth.

It was still Yang Ruoqing who was clever, rushed over quickly, first took a clean handkerchief, and then stroked Yang Huazhong's back...

Yang Huazhong finally calmed down, panting heavily and raised his head, the clothes on his chest were wet a lot.

"Father, don't panic, it's okay, it's okay..."

Yang Ruoqing comforted Yang Huazhong repeatedly like an adult coaxing a child, and while wiping the corners of Yang Huazhong's mouth and chin, she told Sun: "Mother, hurry up and fetch a basin of hot water, and find a clean coat for my father."

After receiving the order, Sun came back to his senses and hurried to carry out the order.

The two women changed Yang Huazhong's clothes, wiped his hands and face, gave Yang Huazhong a sip of hot water, and helped Yang Huazhong to lie down again.

Yang Huazhong seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping, and his breathing was a little disordered.

Yang Ruoqing brought plant ashes to clean up the dirt in front of the bed, and Sun sat sideways by the bed, looking at Yang Huazhong, tears streaming down her face.

"After finally feeding the medicine, I vomited all my brains, and drank the medicine in vain, and the illness is rarely cured, but what should I do?" Sun was so anxious that he didn't know what to do, and his eyes were swollen from crying.

While cleaning up the dirt on the ground, Yang Ruoqing said to Mrs. Sun: "Those medicines have been stored in my father's stomach for a while, and they won't vomit all of them. There are still medicines in them. As long as there are medicines, they will have an effect." of."

"Sickness is something that comes and goes like a mountain, and goes away like a thread. You can't rush it, you have to take it easy. Don't worry too much, mother."

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Mrs. Sun nodded slightly.

But the stone in my heart can never be let go.

Yang Ruoqing didn't expect Mrs. Sun to let go completely. She glanced at Yang Huazhong who was sleeping on the bed, and said to Mrs. Sun in a low voice, "Mother, come out with me."

Sun was stunned for a moment, and then followed Yang Ruoqing to the door of the house.

At this time, it was still midnight, and it was pitch black outside.

Yang Ruoqing pulled Sun Shi aside, said in a low voice: "Mother, I want to tell you two things, you have to listen to your heart."

"Which two things?" Sun asked tremblingly, fearing that it was related to Yang Huazhong's condition.

Yang Ruoqing said: "The first thing is that you don't always cry in front of my father and say something worrying, it will be very bad for the patient, and it will increase my father's psychological burden. It is not good for the recovery, you understand ?”

Sun was stunned for a moment, and nodded again and again: "I was wrong, and I was too anxious, and I got confused. Qing'er, don't worry, I will remember, and I won't say that kind of thing again."

"What about the second one? What is it?" Sun asked again.

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and held Mrs. Sun's hand.

"The second thing is that my father is sick now, and it's time to take care of him."

"Mother needs to take care of her body even more at this time, otherwise, if you cry like you for a while, and cry continuously, my father's illness has not fully recovered by then, and mother, you will fall ill again, which will not be good. "Yang Ruoqing said earnestly.

"Qing'er, don't worry, mother is fine, mother's body is strong!" Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "Mother, you have to listen to me, and go to sleep for a while after you scald your feet with hot water. I'll come and see my father tonight..."

"This is impossible!" Mrs. Sun directly rejected Yang Ruoqing's proposal without thinking.

"I'll watch at night, you go to rest, the baby still needs you!" Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "Mom, the baby is accompanied by my mother-in-law, so I don't need to worry about it, besides, the baby is now a nine-year-old boy, not as young as Feng'er."

"Let me stay tonight, mother to go to bed, and tomorrow when mother wakes up and recovers, replace me, that's the decision!"

Mrs. Sun had no choice but to obey Yang Ruoqing's arrangement and go to the next room to sleep.

Yang Ruoqing went back to Yang Huazhong's room, closed her clothes and stood by the bed. At night, if there was any trouble in Yang Huazhong, she woke up immediately.

Serving tea and pouring water, Yang Huazhong served him carefully. In the first half of the night, Yang Huazhong made a fuss and vomited several times within an hour.

In the middle of the night, he got a little better and fell asleep.

Seeing that Yang Huazhong fell asleep and his breathing gradually became longer, Yang Ruoqing was slightly relieved.

As long as the old man can fall asleep, it will be fine. Many diseases require the help of sleep to recover.

At dawn, Mrs. Sun came over, and Yang Ruoqing was awakened as soon as she opened the door and walked in.

"Qing'er, how did your father feel after last night? Did you vomit?" Sun looked at Yang Huazhong who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and asked in a low voice.

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's okay, mother, don't worry."

Sun looked at Yang Ruoqing's bloodshot eyes, and said: "It's dawn, I'll take care of your father, you should go back to your room and get some sleep."

Yang Ruoqing said, "No hurry."

The mother and daughter accompanied Yang Huazhong together, and after a while, Xiaoduo also came over.

"Mother, sister, the porridge is ready, my father..."

"Father finally fell asleep, let him sleep for a while, and when he wakes up, ask him if he wants to eat." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Uncle Fu said, try not to feed him food right now. Eating food is just a burden on the stomach. You can give dad something like sugar water to replenish his vitality."

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Xiaoduo nodded again and again, "I'll watch over here, mother and sister go eat some porridge first."

Yang Ruoqing and Mrs. Sun both ate porridge, and then Mrs. Sun was left to look after Yang Huazhong, while Yang Ruoqing went home to catch up on sleep.

Before leaving, she told Xiaoduo to take Feng'er to school to play during the day, and come back with Luo Baobao after school in the evening.

Someone in the family is sick, and I'm afraid that Feng'er will be overwhelmed by the illness, and secondly, I won't be able to take care of it, so it's better to take it to the school.

(End of this chapter)