Go wild! son-in-law

There are no entertainment facilities. People in the village go to bed very early. There are no bathrooms in the city. They carry a bucket of water to the yard and simply wipe their bodies behind a simple shelter. Cao Heng sleeps in a room on the west side of the third floor. Outside the wooden window is a In the village primary school, the snow-white body wiped the body in the corner of the tree under the moonlight.

"Don't look at anything inappropriate." Fortunately, the people in the village are relatively simple, and there are no voyeurs or perverts. Maybe everyone is like this, so everyone is not surprised.

The paper covering the windows was riddled with holes from the wind and sun, and the wind passed through it. There was a refreshing wood smell on the quilt, and I gradually fell asleep.

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The next day, Cao Xingwang got up very early to prepare breakfast. There was not much food at home, and he was restraining his appetite. He didn't know how long he would need to stay here.

He was woken up by the rooster crowing before six o'clock. At seven o'clock, he heard the students reciting the text and was not sleepy. Cao Heng looked at the photos taken yesterday on his mobile phone. It would be great if he had a camera. Go back and help this place. Propaganda allows those who yearn for poetry and distant places to temporarily place their bodies and souls here.

"Bro, are you up?"

"Get up." Cao Heng jumped up from the bed, opened the door and followed downstairs. He was dressed casually. Regardless of his age, he would most likely be regarded as a student who had just left society.

In front of the old dining table, Cao Xingwang brought out a large bowl of noodles, which contained the leftover meat and vegetables from last night. Cao Heng picked up the bowl and picked up a large bowl of noodles, "You just use the bowl, I will eat one bowl." .”

"How about I eat when you're full?"

"That's enough! You don't have to wait for me to eat. You can take me to see an old Chinese medicine practitioner later. Let's get things done quickly and return to Jianghai. I'll stay here for ten days at most." Cao Heng picked up the noodles and ate them wholeheartedly.

"What could be more important than life?"

"Material civilization is very important. It not only allows people to survive, but also allows people to pursue a higher level of civilization. Some people have sacrificed too many lives for material civilization. Didn't we just strive for everyone to have enough to eat and clothe themselves from the beginning? Yes." While talking, Cao Heng did not forget to eat. He put the empty bowl on the table to brush his teeth and wash his face. The village has abundant water resources, and the water used at home is mountain spring water brought through pipes.

A breakfast for two people ended up with only two pairs of chopsticks, one bowl and one basin. Cao Xingwang brought candies bought from the town and handed them out to everyone, regardless of gender, communicating in dialect.

With half a bag of candy left, Cao Xingwang weighed it and said, "These are for the old magician. He's so old that he can probably stick all his false teeth together."

"How old are you?"

"He is 61 years old. His family is a doctor that has been passed down from generation to generation in the village, which means no one cares about him in the village. In the city, barefoot doctors like him practice medicine without a license." Cao Xingwang led the way.

Walking through a cornfield, we came to a house that looked like a medicine house in a TV series. On the door of the small courtyard were four powerful characters, "Hanging the pot to help the world."

The shelves in the courtyard are filled with various medicinal materials, and the gray-haired old man is grinding them. Hearing the noise, he looked up and saw the person coming. He picked up the slippers on his feet and was about to beat him, "You stupid son of a bitch, how dare you come back and steal the medicine I feed the donkey."

Cao Xingwang hid behind Cao Heng, scratching his neck and said: "This is a rich man. If you can cure his disease and provide access and electricity to the village, you can help the world by teaching more people to treat diseases and providing medical services to more people." Cure.”

"Seriously?" The old man touched the gray stubble on his chin and looked at the handsome young man.

He could roughly understand what he said. Cao Heng looked into the old man's eyes and answered seriously, "Seriously, a gentleman will be quick to say something. He will do what he says."

"Young hero, please come inside and I will take your pulse."

Entering the clean little room, there were "Dragon and the Eight Parts" and "Huanhua Swordsmanship" on the table... several martial arts novels that had been turned into pieces. It's no wonder that he called himself Shaoxia.

After checking the pulse of his right hand and changing it to his left, Cao Heng heard his mouth squeaking from time to time, and his two thick eyebrows were about to be twisted together. He couldn't help but asked: "Old miracle doctor, can't my disease be cured?" ?”

"Who says it can't be cured? It's just a bit tricky. You should have seen many famous doctors. Without them, your kid would be a pile of bones. Their treatment is too conservative and they don't dare to use medicine. I can't guarantee a 100% cure. I can only use energy to cure it. Do what you can." He took the finger on Cao Heng's pulse and went to the desk, picked up a pen and scrawled on the paper and handed it to Cao Xingwang, "Prepare according to what is on the paper."

"Okay! I'll go first." Cao Xingwang didn't dare to stay any longer. The medicine he gave Brother Heng was stolen, which meant it was an aphrodisiac for donkeys.

There were only two people in the room, and the old man said: "Old Mr. Cao Zhi'an, may I ask the young hero your name."

"Junior Cao Heng, I am lucky to meet my senior in this life."

"Can you tell me what's wrong with you? I can give you the right medicine."

As long as it doesn’t involve anything that needs to be kept confidential, you can tell it. Cao Heng extracted the confidential information, “I was robbed by a group of criminals abroad 17 months ago. They injected drugs into my body. The first three It’s a combination of hot and cold weather.”

"Every time I got sick in the next six months, I felt like someone had lit a fire in my body, but my body surface temperature was normal. Until the onset of the disease 8 months ago, it suddenly became cold. From then on, no matter how much I exercise, no matter how hot the weather is, I feel cold. I haven’t shed a drop of sweat, and I haven’t had any ailments like cold, fever or cough.”

"One yang and one yin need to be reconciled and treated slowly. Clearing out the poison in your body cannot be achieved overnight. I can't guarantee a cure, but it can reduce your chances of getting sick and prolong your life. You should only have less than 20 left." Months of time. I will try my best to extend the time and try to find a cure." Cao Zhi'an paused and changed the topic, "It's the road in the village, you see..."

Being able to live longer is a great blessing. Cao Heng smiled calmly and said, "I was mentally prepared before I came. No matter whether the disease can be cured or not, what I said will come true. Please ask the village chief to come over with me tonight." discuss."

"I am the only doctor and village chief of Caojia Village. I only need to go to the town to apply for approval. The township government has long had the idea of ​​​​providing access and electricity to the village. Unfortunately, the cost of the project is too high and they cannot afford that much money. I It's because I can't bear to let the villagers go out to enjoy the blessings with their children, so I can easily live a good life relying on my craftsmanship." Cao Zhi'an looked at the clouds on the horizon and sighed.

What are you dreaming about? Cao Heng said: "Yes! The Four Seasons Hotel is waiting for you. You have been arrested for practicing medicine without a license. If I have a chance, I will help you get to know each other. If you can integrate into their circle, You are practicing medicine legally.”

He glanced at Cao Heng and said nothing. He was right. If the village had access to roads, electricity, and the Internet, and it would be more convenient to the outside world, there might no longer be a need for a barefoot doctor like himself, sitting quietly side by side with a chair.

A burly man with a gray face broke into his sight. Cao Xingwang wiped his sweat with his clothes and said, "Old magician, what you want is ready."

Cao Zhi'an pointed to Cao Heng beside him and said, "Take off your clothes and follow him to make a medicinal soup."

He was a doctor, and his life was entrusted to him. Without asking, Cao Heng followed Cao Xingwang to a small room, filled with the strong smell of medicine, and white hot steam rising from the big wooden barrel. A warm scent envelops you.

"Brother, don't you feel hot?" He boiled the medicinal soup.

"It's okay..." Cao Zhi'an came in just as he finished speaking, stopped in front of the tub, and motioned to Cao Xingwang to bring a chair over.

You may not want to pay attention to this old man on other matters, but as long as the matter about Brother Heng needs to be taken seriously, Cao Xingwang moved a chair and wiped the dust off it.

Cao Zhi'an opened the rag in his hand. It was covered with silver needles of different lengths. It looked very old. "Turn around and I will acupuncture you. Don't move."

Obediently and obeying the instructions, Cao Heng clearly felt the silver needles piercing his body, and soon felt drowsy. I had a very, very long dream, about the snowy winter, the swaddled crying baby next to the trash can... the dream was very fragmented and could not be coherent...