Kuaiwen: I earn a pension by breaking through the game

Chapter 273 The Bride Dedicated to the Mountain God (63)

The young man lying on a cart not far away, covered with a tattered quilt, struggled to sit up after seeing the woman in such pain and loss of composure.

But even such a simple movement was very difficult for him to do. He had just raised his upper body and before he could use his arms to support himself, he fell down again.

Earlier, he was not as weak as he is now, and could still do some basic movements.

However, as time went by, the muscles in his lower body gradually atrophied and his strength became weaker and weaker.

People around him all looked at him with sympathy. The boy lay on the cart and silently shed tears, his heart full of regret. If he had not played around in the beginning, this would not have happened.

He was young and strong, but he was like a useless person, paralyzed in bed, relying on his mother's hard work to make a living.

During countless lonely nights, the boy thought many times that if he still had the strength to get out of bed, he would choose to commit suicide and not let his mother continue to worry and spend money.

But as soon as this thought came to my mind and I saw my mother's tearful eyes, I felt that I was very unfilial.

His father died early and he was his mother's only child. If he passed away, his mother would be left alone in this world.

Death was his joy, but it was the last thing that knocked his mother down.

Thinking of this, the boy could only grit his teeth and survive.

He raised his eyes and looked at Wen Yan, his heart full of doubts. This sister didn't look much older than him. Could she really cure him?

Although they know that there is little hope, people in desperate situations always want to grab something to support themselves and survive.

Doctor Wen's reputation as a great man has gradually spread. Such a great man must have some special abilities.

While the young man was looking at Wen Yan, Wen Yan and Jiang Qiuchen were also looking at them silently. Having wandered around poor families for a long time, they had experienced many such miserable scenes.

But that heart did not become numb because of this, and it still had passion.

They saw the sadness and despair in the woman's eyes, and also the helplessness and longing in the boy's eyes.

"Don't worry, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will do my best!"

"But I have to emphasize one thing again. He has been paralyzed for too long. He has missed the best time for treatment, and it is very difficult to cure him."

"I can't guarantee whether he can be cured, but I can at least promise you one thing. I will try my best to make his body better, at least better than it is now."

"You will have to endure a lot of pain and get a lot of injections during this process. Can you hold on?"

The woman heard this without any hesitation.

"We need treatment! No matter how hard it is, we can persevere!"

"Doctor Wen, everything will be done according to your arrangement. We trust you."

It was already extremely lucky to meet a doctor who didn't charge for consultation. There was no reason for her to turn him away.

What's more, Wen Yan is a down-to-earth doctor. You can tell at first glance that he is a good doctor who starts from reality and thinks seriously, rather than a swindler.

Over the years, she has been cheated by many scammers and bought many useless plasters, so she has become sensitive to this matter.

If Wen Yan had said at the beginning that there was no problem, the woman might have been even more hesitant, but now that she had repeatedly emphasized the consequences, the woman's heart calmed down.

The boy who was previously hopeless gradually became excited, and his eyes could not help but flash with longing for the future. Maybe, this time, there is really hope...?
After communicating with the family and getting a confirmed result, Wen Yan nodded, put down the medicine box on his shoulder, and walked forward a few steps under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

Jiang Qiuchen stood behind Wen Yan, looked at the boy's nervous face, and spoke loudly as if he had thought of something.

"Everyone, please don't gather here. The noise from so many people will affect Dr. Wen's consultation."

Then she turned around and found Guo Erhu buried in the crowd.

"Brother Guo, since they are staying at your house recently, why not tow the cart back and let Doctor Wen come to your house to see the patient? If they need anything during the trip, it will be convenient, right?"

After Jiang Qiuchen pointed it out, Guo Erhu reacted.

"Yes, yes, yes. Let's go home first and let Doctor Wen take a good look at it."

"Big sister, let me help you pull the cart."

After saying that, Guo Erhu turned around, put the rope around himself, took two steps forward, and the wheels began to roll, heading towards the house in the distance.

The young man noticed Jiang Qiuchen's kindness and smiled at her to show his gratitude. His originally nervous expression also relaxed a lot.

Wen Yan followed the boy's gaze and looked at Jiang Qiuchen. He immediately understood what was going on. The two of them walked forward side by side, talking in low voices.

"You specifically suggested moving to a less crowded place out of consideration for the patient's feelings, right?"

"Yes, think about it. Xiao Tao has been paralyzed in bed for several years. The muscles in his legs must have atrophied. There are so many eyes watching him. It's so hurtful to show him so openly."

“Maybe these villagers didn’t mean any harm, but the sympathetic eyes they cast on his deformed legs were no different from stabbing Xiao Tao with a knife.”

"Besides, you also need a quieter environment for your consultation. Too many people will cause chaos and will affect your judgment to some extent. I am killing two birds with one stone!"

Wen Yan hooked Jiang Qiucheng's little finger and showed an admiring look.

Previously, she was only concerned about checking the patient's injuries, but neglected to care about the patient's feelings.

This mental illness is also a type of disease. Although some people’s physical illness has been cured, the trauma left by the illness will take a longer time to repair.

Mental illness often lurks deep in people's hearts, difficult to be detected by outsiders, and even more difficult to cure with simple methods.

Jiang Qiuchen's seemingly small action today actually helped Xiao Tao a lot, allowing him to avoid being bothered by the outside world's gaze.

Wen Yan felt deeply moved and began to take this matter more seriously.

A truly good doctor can not only heal external injuries, but also cure mental illness.

The village is not big and Guo Erhu's home is not far away. After going down a small slope, his yard was soon in sight. A group of villagers who came to watch the fun were stopped outside the house.

"Thank you for your concern! Let's go now!"

Everyone was not unaware of the situation. They stepped forward and said a few words of comfort before dispersing.

"Doctor Wen, this way please!"

Guo Erhu pulled the cart into the relatively spacious main room and motioned Wen Yan to come in and take a look.

Wen Yan and Jiang Qiuchen entered the room one after another. After coming to the side of the young man, they lifted the quilt, revealing the thin figure hidden underneath.