Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

No one expected grandma to say these two words, including Zeng Wangcai. At this moment, Zeng Wangcai felt like he was listening to a joke in real life.

"Grandma, just tell me what the doctor asks you!" Zeng Wangcai said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "This is not like asking a fortune teller, why are you guessing?"

"He asked me when he came to me. I didn't see him asking just now." Grandma felt aggrieved. "When Arita examined me, he didn't ask me what was wrong with me. Grandma just didn't want you to waste your money."

For the old lady, there was nothing inappropriate about it. She felt that since her grandson had spent money on her, the money should be spent wisely.

She had never been to such a good place in her life, and she felt that since the doctor here took three cents from her grandson, he must be better than Li Baotian.

Li Baotian quickly advised: "Old lady, you can't say that. The doctor just saved us three dollars."

"Oh, that's right!" Grandma patted herself and said with a smile, "Doctor, please don't be surprised. I'm a country woman who has never seen the world. I just feel uncomfortable in my stomach. It started last night. I had diarrhea more than ten times and almost couldn't get out of the toilet..."

After grandma finished her story, Doctor Lin examined her seriously and carefully.

Afterwards, Doctor Lin was puzzled and said, "Old lady, you had an upset stomach. Normally, it's not easy for you to recover at your age, but now it seems that you have recovered in less than a day. From the outside, you look fine except that you are not in good spirits."

"I took the medicine, which my eldest grandson gave me, and it stopped causing diarrhea!"

"What kind of medicine is so effective?" Doctor Lin looked at Zeng Wangcai.

At this point, Zeng Wangcai's role in pulling Li Baotian forward became apparent. He pushed Li Baotian forward and said, "Oh, it was Uncle Baotian who gave me this medicine. I don't know. I don't understand this."

There is no such medicine as montmorillonite powder now, not to mention in Beijing, it is not even available abroad. It has not even been invented yet. It can be brought out, but there is no need for it at the moment.

Zeng Wangcai has always believed that apart from his family, if you give anything, you must get something in return.

Li Baotian had seen Zeng Wangcai feeding medicine to the grandmother. When he saw Zeng Wangcai looking at him, he immediately understood and said, "Oh, Doctor Lin, I'm from Zengzhuang. My name is Li Baotian. I usually treat minor illnesses for the villagers. The medicine the old lady took was passed down by my master..."

Zeng Wangcai did not tell the truth. Li Baotian, who was experienced in the world, saw the problem and told the old lady the secret recipe he had given her.

Doctor Lin had some knowledge of Chinese medicine and did not doubt it, but just felt it was strange that the old lady was a little abnormal, as if she was forcing herself to stay energetic.

"Grandma, are you really okay? You're not feeling tired at all, and your legs and feet are strong?" Doctor Lin asked.

"Why would I lie to you? The medicine my grandson gave me is very effective." Grandma said with a smile, "I told him I couldn't come, but my grandson refused. He even found a box car and insisted on bringing me here for an examination. He even brought the whole family here. He doesn't mind spending money. My grandson is filial..."

Doctor Lin's ears were covered with calluses from the grandmother's nagging. The grandmother kept saying that her eldest grandson was filial and capable, that the medicine he gave her was effective, and that she had no problems at all and didn't need to stay in the hospital any longer.

Finally, the grandmother tried to ask, "Doctor, you see, they have refunded all the money they paid for the surgery. Can you also refund my thirty cents to my grandson?"

At this point, everyone knows what grandma is talking about. To put it bluntly, she is afraid of spending money.

Zeng Wangcai squatted beside his grandmother and said, "Grandma, our family is not short of money, really. Besides, even if we are short of money, we still need to treat the disease. If you don't tell me now and delay it until it becomes a serious illness, it will cost more money. Your grandson can make money, hundreds of dollars a day..."

At this point, Doctor Lin couldn't listen any more and advised, "Young man, you don't persuade people like this. Don't worry, it doesn't matter if the old lady doesn't say anything, she can still find out. Don't say that you will make hundreds of dollars a day in the future. It will make people laugh at you. Not to mention me, in the whole city, as long as you work, the highest monthly salary is more than 400 yuan. The old lady won't believe you make hundreds of dollars a day..."

"I believe!"

"Uh!"

Doctor Lin was just about to take a sip of tea when he almost laughed out loud at grandma's decisive attitude.

He has seen the world, and he can meet many officials in the hospital without even going out. The salary he mentioned is more than 400 yuan a month, which is really the top income at the moment. However, in the current environment, there is basically no other way to make money except going to work.

"My grandson can fish, hunt wild boars, and trap pheasants. He knows so many things. He can make hundreds of dollars a day just by selling fish..." Grandma couldn't help but show off.

It is not known whether Dr. Lin believed it or not, but the grandmother convinced herself that her grandson was right and that she would not save any money if she continued to hold on unless she died.

"Grandson, I'm not well." Grandma changed her attitude and admitted her mistake, saying, "I'm really not well. My calves are still soft..."

Grandma no longer concealed anything and told Dr. Lin everything about her condition. After listening, Dr. Lin thought that Grandma's condition was still quite serious. To be on the safe side, it would be best to hospitalize her for a few days of observation and have her blood tested and examined while she was being treated.

Hearing this, grandma became worried again.

Doctor Lin explained, "Don't worry, old man. Hospitalization is not expensive, only a few cents a day, less than one dollar. Food expenses are also cheap, only 50 cents a day. This is not a big deal for your eldest grandson who earns several hundred dollars a day."

"You can't just spend money recklessly!" Grandma was unhappy. "With only 50 cents a day for food, why are you eating something so expensive? Are you eating ginseng and bird's nest like a prince?"

In the eyes of ordinary people, eating ginseng and bird's nest is the best.

"Mom, don't worry. We won't eat in the hospital. I'll deliver food to you every day. It doesn't cost much." Chen Yumei immediately assured her, and her grandmother stopped worrying.

Zeng Wangcai didn’t understand. Diarrhea requires hospitalization?

After asking, Doctor Lin explained, "The old man has a weak constitution. He was previously suppressed by the medicine. He is not cured. Stay in the hospital for a few days, get an IV drip to replenish water, and check again. Young man, don't spend money carelessly in the future. You are so young but your body is like an ox. Also, remember to buy them some candy."

"Thank you, thank you..." Zeng Wangcai thanked him profusely.

To be honest, this was his first time seeing a doctor in this era, and he was very satisfied with the result, even surprised.

Before he came here, he was hospitalized for pneumonia. It was a very bumpy time. Nine tubes of blood were drawn on the first day, and then several tubes of blood were drawn almost every day. They said it was for examination, but when they asked what disease he had, it turned out to be suspected pneumonia.

If it were just this, he wouldn't feel cheated. The key point was that after three or four days of hospitalization, he was still having blood tests. When asked why, he replied that it was to confirm the diagnosis of pneumonia.

My goodness, it has been treated as pneumonia for several days, and we are still undergoing tests for a confirmed diagnosis. So, were the previous treatments without a confirmed diagnosis just guesswork?

To sum up the ten days of hospitalization, with injections and examinations every day, the final cost was twelve thousand, of which more than four thousand was for laboratory tests, and there was a large part of the examination fee. The final treatment costs and drug costs were actually the small part. This was the result of him refusing a sputum extraction surgery under general anesthesia, otherwise nearly twenty thousand would have been gone.

(Note: This is a real experience, it happened on May 1st, pneumonia case 12,000.)

The family took grandma to the inpatient building, and Zeng Wangcai and Zhang Xiuzhi went to handle the formalities.

Zeng Wangcai suddenly remembered the accommodation arrangements for tonight: "Xiuzhi, grandma is in the hospital, what are we going to do tonight? Are you still going to sleep in my room?"

"Are you going to die?" Zhang Xiuzhi glanced at the little tiger and the little leopard who were looking back stealthily not far behind her, "I'm going to sleep in the hospital tonight!"

"Then I'll sleep in the hospital too!"