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During this season, there is a lot of rain, and every season, a flu epidemic begins, and the elderly and children are most likely to be infected.
Yang Wulang is very busy during this time, and a small cold or something like a medicine cake can be solved, but if he has a fever, the people in the village usually take a drip, and his place is not big, with a total of five chairs, and now they are all full.
But there are still a few people waiting outside with children holding the old man, Yang Wulang is busy like a spinning top, Ma can still help two days ago, but the two children in the family have also had a fever in the past two days, and only Yang Wulang is left.
Yang Wulang has a son and a daughter, both of whom are in their teens, as the saying goes, half the eldest eats the poor, but fortunately, this profession is a money-making profession, and it is still rich in the mountain village.
"Lao Yang, you should hurry up and get a hanging bottle for Chuan'er!"
Ma ran in in a hurry.
Yang Wulang was sweating profusely, and said without looking back: "I'll go now!"
” Yang Chuan, his youngest son, now thirteen years old, was infected shortly after his eldest daughter caught a cold, and he started a fever with him.
"Hurry, hurry!"
Ma urged.
For her, the people in this room are not as important as her son, and she must think about her family in everything.
Yang Wulang was not annoyed by the death rush, but his face was a little red, he knew that he was afraid that he would not be spared!
This wave of flu came badly, it was originally a change of season, it was easy to get a fever and a cold, and it caught up with the flu, and some people who came back from the town caught it, and spread it to the people around them.
Ma's urging words were still lingering in his ears, but it seemed a little empty, Yang Wulang straightened up and wiped the sweat on his forehead, his head was buzzing, groggy, and the needle in his hand had been crooked three times.
"Gorou, take it easy, take a look at the one who pierced my mother's hand!"
In order to show filial piety, the daughter-in-law on the side said to Yang Wulang with a tiger face.
Yang Wulang stood in place, looking at the dry and flat hand with only a layer of skin left, the blood vessels on it were clearly visible, but they couldn't penetrate it.
"I said that Tiancheng family, my man didn't play the hanging bottle with his son, first hit your mother-in-law, what do you want, you look at my husband tired in the past half a month!
If it doesn't work, we'll close the door today, and our two children still have a fever!
"Ma's is not a fuel-efficient lamp, you want to show filial piety, and you don't look at where you are, you look sick, and you are still poor.
Tiancheng's daughter-in-law pursed her lips when she heard this, she just said a few words, and she didn't dare to really offend Yang Wulang's family, after all, there was such a doctor in the village.
When the people outside heard that the door was going to be closed, they were all anxious, if it weren't for the severe fever, who would have nothing to do to run here to hang the bottle?
"Tiancheng's family, we are still waiting, if you want to fight, you can fight, if you don't fight, go out quickly!"
Someone began to talk outside, and when one person spoke, there were many people talking, who were originally in a bad mood because they were in a hurry to get angry because they were waiting in line, but now they have an outlet, and they are naturally vented.
Seeing this, Tiancheng's old lady glared at Tiancheng's daughter-in-law, what are you doing pretendingly, you have nothing to do with yourself!
Tiancheng's daughter-in-law didn't shoot the horse's fart well, she slapped it on the horse's leg, and caused a commotion, so angry in her heart!
While a group of people were talking, they heard a 'plop' sound, followed by a scream from Ma's.
"Chuan'er and his father!"
Ma ran over with a startled cry.
Yang Wulang was lying on the ground at the moment, his whole face was white, his face was red, his eyes were closed, and he was panting heavily.
It's to be tired of sickness!
"Oh my God, everyone help me and lift my man to the back!"
Ma Shi was so anxious that his face turned white.
A few of the old men who accompanied him hurriedly entered the house and carried people into the backyard with all hands and feet.
The person sitting on the chair playing the hanging bottle was dumbfounded, and Yang Wulang also fell ill, so what about the needles in their hands?
The people outside are even more dumbfounded, but you still hit the hanging bottle, what can they do with those who are still waiting to hit the hanging bottle?
No one paid attention to it here, and those who were still in line went back with sad faces, and after a while, only the people in the room with hanging bottles were left with big eyes and small eyes.
"I'm running out of fluid, what can I do?"
An old man tilted his head and looked at the glass bottle wrapped in a net, where the medicine had bottomed out.
"Yang Wulang is sick, and his daughter-in-law can't take care of anything else now, so if you don't do it, you can pull it out yourself!"
A daughter-in-law said.
She was ready to pull it out by herself, and it wasn't that she hadn't seen Ma pull out the needle, so she just pulled it out and held it down.
When the old man heard this, he couldn't let the blood flow back, and thought to himself, he asked the person on one side to help hold down the needle, and he pulled out the other hand.
Yang Wulang fell ill, but the cold and fever in the village did not stop because of this, but there is a tendency to get worse and worse, now every household has a fever and cold, some serious ones have been lying in bed for several days, and the sweat covering several quilts is not good, and finally pulled to the town health center, although it was cured, but it was slaughtered fiercely.
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Those who came back from the town generally did not look very good.
Yang Wulang's family is also sad now, Yang Wulang is lying on the kang with a cold towel on his forehead, and there are two children lying next to him, both with towels, and Ma is sighing on the side.
She can only pull out needles, not injections, Yang Wulang is indeed tired during this time, and he won't wake up when he falls asleep in a daze.
During this time, he lacked sleep, and in the middle of the night, someone came to inject and hang the bottle, and he was a doctor in the village, whether it was good or not, this was tired and sick!
In the evening, the two little ones woke up, barely drank some porridge, and fell asleep in a daze, and their bodies were still burning like fire.
On this kang in the house, there are three stoves lying there!
In the middle of the night, Ma didn't dare to sleep, and she had to take a quick look at the movement of one big and two small ones on the kang, so as soon as Yang Wulang woke up, she opened her eyes.
"Oh, I said that you are in charge, you are awake, what can I do now, what kind of medicine will I give you?"
Although Ma usually helped a lot, she hadn't learned it in the end, and she didn't even recognize the words, and she didn't know which one to take for that shelf of medicine!
Yang Wulang's eyelids really looked like two pots, barely opened them, and when he heard Ma's words, he opened his mouth and said something.
Ma Shi didn't hear it, seeing that his eyes were about to close again, he hurriedly lay over, "Don't sleep, don't sleep, I didn't hear what you said." ” "Go, go find ......
Beth Sweet" Ma Shi was stunned, thinking that she had heard it wrong, who was Bei Sitian?
Yang Wulang fell asleep again in a chaotic manner, and she was stunned for a long time before she remembered, isn't Bei Sitian a little widow, the daughter-in-law of the Luo Er family!