The whole village is suffering from tuberculosis, but I have 10,000 acres of top-quality medicinal f

It's a pity that she doesn't have enough money to buy more.

"Weigh me five pounds first, okay?"

The pear seller was stunned for a moment. Although he was a little disappointed, he nodded heavily: "Okay!"

After squatting for a long time, his fingers were frozen. The middle-aged man tried to move the weight several times but couldn't move it. Finally, he cruelly added another weight and stuffed it into the oil paper bag.

"Take it. If...if you still want to eat, you can go find me." The pear seller pointed to the village below and said, "There are few people there, so it's easy to find. When you go, just ask for Li Er." ...It’s done.”

"it is good."

She counted out twenty-five copper coins, thought about it, added five more coins, and stuffed them all together. Before the other party could count them clearly, she ran away with the pears in her arms.

When he saw the big stone pier at the entrance of the village, Duan Qingqiu's legs and feet were completely weak.

After entering the village, they happened to meet Mrs. Ge and her eldest daughter-in-law who were sitting under the eaves at the door, picking up the soles of their shoes. The two curiously asked Xiaodong why he was not with them.

Duan Qingqiu said that his younger brother suffered from the cold and was carried all the way back.

At this time, a violent cough came from inside the "tent", and Mrs. Gerard hurriedly waved her hand and said: "Go home quickly, adults and children are suffering from this weather." She also said that her grandson was also sick and was still in the house. Lying inside.

"Oh, I can't afford the soup and medicine, so I can only make some homemade medicine. I don't know how long it will take to heal. It's really hard for me..."

After returning home, several people didn't even bother to take a breath, and immediately got busy back and forth.

Make a fire to boil water, make a charcoal basin, and boil the second bowl of medicine...

Duan Qingqiu breathed a sigh of relief after checking briefly and confirming that his brother's condition had not worsened and his fever had begun to subside.

Turning around, he saw Ah Zhi hanging his raincoat at the door.

He was already tall, and he was carrying a huge thing on his back. The raincoat could not cover anything at all. Along the way, there was hardly any dry space on his body. After standing for a short while, a small puddle formed at his feet. Puddles.

"Sister, the water is ready. Come over here and wipe yourself!"

Duan Qingqiu got up and went to the kitchen to pick up half a bucket of water. When he came out, the man was no longer under the eaves.

She frowned, and instead of going back to her room, she went straight to the small room.

There was no awning in front of the door of the small house. She held a heavy bucket in one hand and knocked twice meaningfully with the other hand, then opened the door and stepped in.

"This water is very hot, please wipe it more, and I will cook a bowl of ginger later -"

The voice stopped suddenly. She looked at the scene in front of her and swallowed involuntarily.

The man stood sideways, his soaked clothes fell to his feet, leaving only a pair of thin trousers.

The originally thin body had grown full of muscles. Although not strong, the lines were smooth and the undulations were very obvious.

The light was dim, but it couldn't hide the cold whiteness of the skin.

And the remaining scars add a bit of wildness to this cold whiteness.

All in all, this is a very beautiful male body.

In fact, it's not like Duan Qingqiu has never seen the other party without clothes.

During the previous treatment, I had touched it inch by inch.

But for some reason, at this moment, I suddenly felt a sense of restraint.

She attributed it to the fact that the bucket of hot water next to her feet was so hot that the mist almost hit her face.

"More, wipe more, I'm going out first."

Without waiting for the other party to respond, Duan Qingqiu turned around and left.

I closed the door tightly, feeling the coolness of the rain falling on my face, and I felt a little more comfortable.

Inside the house, Ah Zhi looked at the thin door panel that was still shaking. His eyes dropped to the water, and he curled his lips silently.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Sure enough, after taking the second bowl of medicine, the fever subsided, but the cough became more severe.

The coughing was earth-shattering, as if the internal organs were about to pop out of the throat, which was very distressing to hear.

At this time, Xiaodong's mind was much clearer. He opened his red eyes and looked at his sisters busy with him. The tears he had just wiped away couldn't help but flow out again.

"Sister... I'm sorry, it was Xiaodong who was disobedient and didn't drink the bowl of ginger tea, right... ahem... I'm sorry..."

Before Duan Qingqiu said anything, Xiao Xia beside him started to scream, and stretched out his hand to tap his brother's forehead: "Is there any use in saying sorry now! It's not like you don't know that poor people have no right to get sick. Dad, dad before It was better when my mother was here, but now there is nothing in stock at home, and it is a season when even the roots of grass are not growing, so I can only go to the drugstore to buy medicine!"

"Those medicines are so expensive. Buying and selling them are not the same price at all. You have to spend a lot of money on this disease!"

"Second sister..." Xiaodong sobbed, then started coughing again, and was out of breath for a while.

Duan Qingxia was scolding fiercely one moment, but couldn't hold it any longer the next moment. He wiped away his tears, held his brother's hand and said, "I still made a lot of money on this trip. Don't worry too much. Listen to me, eldest sister." If so, take the medicine well, take care of yourself with peace of mind, and try to get well soon."

"Yeah!" The little boy nodded vigorously and promised, "No matter how painful it is, I won't throw it up." Seeing the eldest sister walking out, he whispered again, "Second sister, the eldest sister asked Brother Azhi to look at me earlier. I drank ginger tea and secretly threw it away. I can’t blame him for this. Can you... help me tell eldest sister?"

"Humph, you still know how to feel guilty. Sister, I'm not as brainless as you, blaming others without asking for clues." Duan Qingqiu came in with a small earthenware jar. Because it was very hot, there was a thick layer underneath. It was wrapped in several layers of cloth.

"But you still have to apologize. When you get better, you can talk to yourself." After saying that, she sat down on the bedside, motioned to Xiaoxia to help her brother up and stuffed a pillow behind him, "Here, Open your mouth."

Xiaodong, who had just subsided and was still a little confused, had no idea why he had to take medicine again less than half an hour later. At this moment, he felt extremely guilty. Even though he knew that what he was about to face was an extremely bitter taste, he still He opened his mouth obediently.

"Ah...huh?"

Qingtian took it into his mouth unexpectedly, and the boy's eyes suddenly widened and he said in disbelief: "Sister, what did you give me to eat?"

"Grilled pear." She scooped another spoonful of pear flesh and cooked pear juice, and brought it to her brother's mouth.

This time, without any prompting at all, Xiaodong couldn't wait to swallow it, almost biting his tongue in anxiety: "It's so good! Hmm... but it seems to have a weird taste."

"I added a few herbs. Originally, I planned to boil the concoction directly for you to drink. It was just your luck. I met a pear seller on the way. Sydney pears are good for promoting body fluids and relieving coughs. Let's bake them together using the ancient method. After preparation, the effect should be doubled. From now on, take it twice a day, including the juice and meat, to ensure that you will not cough again for three days."