Dressing in another world to be a brother

Ji Yuzhu looked through the money box, and there was indeed only one or two thirteen coins left in the empty box.

It is only enough to pay for the medicine for two days, plus the ginseng soup that needs to be stewed every day...

He sighed and closed the box.

After thinking for a while, he walked out of the room in a few steps, gently opened the door, and walked to the house of grandma and uncle's family next door.

There are only two brothers in Ji's family. A few years ago, Ji's father and his wife started the seasoning business, and Ji's family situation gradually improved.The original old house was also demolished and rebuilt. Grandma lived with the uncle's family, and Ji Yuzhu's house was just across the wall.

Although there is no formal separation, the behavior is no different from separation.

"Grandma."

In the slightly dim main room, Grandma Ji, who was wearing a dark brown Wanfu fine linen shirt, was sitting on the kang teasing her baby grandson, who was less than half a year old, and the little doll was happily shaking the silver bells on her feet.

Hearing Ji Yuzhu's call, Ji Aunai withdrew her hand, and when she looked over, panic was already on her face: "It's Yuzhu, your father?"

Ji Yuzhu waved his hand, "Father is fine." Looking around, "Is Uncle there? I have something to do with him."

"He just came back to the room to take a rest," Ji Aunai raised her voice to the left of the main room, "Ada, Ada!"

There was an unclear murmur in the room, as if someone said something quickly.

After a while, Uncle Ji, who was wearing a brown bunt, walked into the main room from the east wing, with an impatient expression on his face: "What's the matter? It's noon."

Auntie Ji was a little embarrassed: "Isn't this Yuzhu boy looking for something with you?"

Ji Yuzhu took a step forward and bowed slightly: "Uncle."

Uncle Ji glanced at him, hummed, and sat down on the kang: "Tell me, what can you do to me in the middle of the afternoon."

Ji Yuzhu hesitated for a moment, and gritted his teeth: "I don't have much money over there, and my father still needs to take medicine. I want to get some silver taels from my family to buy medicine for my father."

Auntie Ji next to her heard the words, and kept kneading the blanket that baby Sun Gai was wearing on her belly.

Uncle Ji was stunned when he heard the words: "Tales of silver? Where did so much money go?"

"Father's medicine money, plus the soup, it costs about [-] Wen a day—"

"What?!" Uncle Ji jumped up, "Five hundred Wen a day?"

"Yes." Ji Yuzhu lowered his eyes, "So I want to get 50 taels of silver from my family. If it is difficult to get it, I can borrow it and pay it back within two years."

"50 taels? No, no, no." Suddenly realizing that it was money for his brother's life-saving medicine, he hurriedly shut up, rubbing his hands together and hesitated.

Ji Yuzhu looked down at the figure walking around with soft cloth shoes, and the sneer on his lips disappeared in an instant.

Grandma Ji looked at Ji Yuzhu, then at Uncle Ji: "Da..."

Uncle Ji paused when he heard the sound, sat down on the kang again, let out a deep breath, and said earnestly: "My son Yuzhu, it's not that the family has no money, but Dr. Lin in the county has already said that your father is a drugless Doctor, taking medicine is just dawdling, why waste this money?"

Hearing this, Auntie Ji had a complex expression on her face, with sadness and guilt, but she still didn't interrupt.

"My father's medicine must not be broken." Ji Yuzhu had a firm attitude, "The 50 taels should be borrowed by me. Uncle just said whether to borrow or not?"

"It's not that uncle doesn't want to borrow money. Look at this big family. They eat and drink every day. Your nephew is still young, and your brother is still studying. Every year, he makes a lot of money. In two years, he will have to marry a wife." , I really can’t come up with such a large amount of money. How about I lend you five taels, uncle?” After thinking for a while, “If your father passes away, your uncle and I will have to help with the funeral—”

Ji Yuzhu's face was ashen, and he interrupted him coldly: "Uncle is not only reluctant to lend money to my younger brother to hang himself, but also pays for his funeral, and he is not afraid of being laughed at if it is spread. If it is really spread, I am afraid that Brother Yujun's fame, Yujun Ru's future and marriage..."

Uncle Ji's face was embarrassing: "How are you talking, brother?"

"Uncle, ask yourself, in the past few years, 50% of the money my father and father earned has gone to the public school and handed over to you. We only collect [-]% ourselves, and we can still build a new house and support a scholar. In addition, there is still plenty of money, why can't the family have a lot of money, but now they can't even get [-] taels?"

Uncle Ji became furious, and scolded: "Our Ji family has no separation, isn't it just right for your father to be a father? Your grandma is still there, don't you need to eat, drink and dress? Yujun Yuru is still studying, and Yujun just started last year. Isn’t it all about money when you get married and have children?” The more you talk, the more confident you become, “And you, as a brother, just stay at home, study whatever books, and finally get married, don’t learn from your father, brother How can my son be a top family, I'd better find a good man to marry."

"That doesn't bother uncle." Ji Yuzhu's expression was flat, "Uncle just say whether to borrow or not."

Uncle Ji's expression was uncertain, and he said for a while: "Wait." He hurriedly kicked his shoes and entered the east chamber. There were noises inside and a slight voice, and he came out after a while, stuffing the money in his hand into Ji Yuzhu In his hand: "This is ten taels, you don't need to pay it back, it's my uncle's wish."

Ji Yuzhu squeezed the ten taels of silver in his hand, and glanced at Ji Aunai who was silent on the kang.

Without saying anything, Ji Yuzhu turned around and left.

After going back, he went into the inner room to look around. Father was still lethargic, so he pressed the quilt for him, put a cup of cold water on the small table next to his bed, turned his head and lightly put on the donkey cart and drove to the county.

Doctor Lin asked about Ming Ji's father's condition, but hesitated to speak to Ji Yuzhu.

Ji Yuzhu pursed her lips: "Doctor Lin, there is no need to say anything, just prescribe the medicine." After a pause, "prescribe for ten days first."

Dr. Lin sighed, and picked up a pen to prescribe the medicine: "How can I prescribe it like this. I'd better open it for three days and see. When you come over, I will adjust the prescription according to the situation. Right now, I can only increase the tonic ingredients a little bit, see Let's see if he can..." Get over it.

Ji Yuzhu stopped talking.

The three-day medicine cost a total of three taels, and I bought another four taels of ginseng whiskers, and took out one or two to buy hens and big bones every day, and I could temporarily keep three taels just in case.

Ji Yuzhu sighed depressingly.

As soon as he drove the donkey cart out of the county, he saw Jiang Weiyan walking slowly ahead on horseback.

"Brother Yan!"

Jiang Weiyan turned around with a dog's tail grass in his mouth.

"Yo~ Ji Geer." Spit out the dogtail grass in his mouth, and whistled frivolously at him.

Ji Yuzhu black thread.

Jiang Weiyan tightened the reins, stopped the horse, and waited for Ji Yuzhu's donkey cart to arrive, then slowly followed.

"Why did you come to the county?" With one hand on the roof of the donkey cart and the other holding the reins, Jiang Weiyan raised his eyebrows in a dangerous movement and asked, "How is Uncle Ji? I'm going to see him."

Ji Yuzhu was a little sour: "As usual, neither good nor bad."

"Don't worry, it will be fine."

Ji Yuzhu pursed her lips: "As long as my father takes medicine and recuperates, he will definitely get better." Suddenly thinking of something, he felt a little embarrassed, "Brother Yan, you..." he licked his lips, "Do you have money? Can you borrow money?" Shall I have some money?"

Other than the teacher, everyone around him probably knew that Jiang Weiyan could spend so much money at once.

"Well, how much do you want?" Jiang Weiyan did not hesitate.

"50 two lines? I, I can pay you back within two years."

Jiang Weiyan took out the money bag in his skirt, took out a bank note, and handed it to him.

"100 taels? I can't find it."

"Take them all, brother is not bad, you take it for emergency first." Jiang Weiyan waved his hand.

"...Well, thank you, Brother Yan." Ji Yuzhu thanked in a low voice, unconsciously stroking the reins of the donkey with his fingers, "Brother Yan, I already know the hidden truth about my father and father."

Hearing this, Jiang Weiyan hurriedly straightened his body: "What's the secret? Didn't you encounter robbers by accident?"

"Stop pretending, my father told me."

"When I met them, the robbers hadn't left yet. If it weren't for the crowds on my side, maybe they wouldn't have left. Why? Uncle Ji said there was something hidden?" he was surprised.

Ji Yuzhu saw that he was speechless, so he snorted softly: "No problem, why did you just so happen to go to such a remote village, and you were so generous to lend a hundred taels without any written receipt."

"My lord, we are really a coincidence~" This is the truth, "Besides, 100 taels is really nothing to me, but it can help you, isn't it good? Am I still afraid that you, a talented scholar, will renege on your debt? Touching his chin, "It's not bad to renege on the debt, I will go to your house to eat and drink for free."

Ji Yuzhu squinted at him: "Then you came to see my father three times in a ten-day period, what do you mean?"

Jiang Weiyan laughed aloud: "Isn't that why I fell in love with Uncle Ji? After all, it is considered a life-and-death friendship, so it's normal for me to worry."

When mentioning Ji's father's body, Ji Yuzhu's mood became depressed.

Seeing this, Jiang Weiyan scratched his head: "Don't think too much, Uncle Ji, well, Uncle Ji doesn't want to see you sad either."

Ji Yuzhu's eyes were sour.

The two arrived at Ji's house without a word.

After setting up the donkey cart and horses, Ji Yuzhu led Jiang Weiyan to the well in the yard, filled half a basin of water from the tank, and threw him a cloth towel: "Wipe quickly, my body is full of dirt."

"..." Jiang Weiyan looked at the brand-new cloth towel in his hand, "Isn't it just dust? It's just for the elders, just pat it. I haven't seen you be so particular about it before."

Ji Yuzhu picked up another cloth towel, soaked it in water and wrung it dry, and wiped his face and hands on his own: "In the past, I couldn't care less about it."

Jiang Weiyan had no choice but to press the cloth towel into the water, pull it up and twist it, and smeared it on his face and body indiscriminately: "Okay." Seeing that Ji Yuzhu was still wiping his fingers slowly, "Hurry up, I'm thirsty!" That’s it. Let’s just say that you are indeed a gentleman, this ink-stained…”

Ji Yuzhu glanced at him in disgust: "I am clean and gentle." He raised his chin towards the main room, "Go by yourself, there is cold boiled water in the main room."

After tidying up, Ji Yuzhu ignored Jiang Weiyan in the main room and walked towards the main room.

Gently pushed open the door, the room was still silent.

Ji Yuzhu panicked, and walked to the bed in three steps at a time.

It's the comfortable season in April, but Ji's father is wrapped in a heavy bedding, and in the sound of heavy breathing, his bloodless face can be seen to be obviously thin.

Ji Yuzhu heaved a sigh of relief.

Stretching out his hand to explore Ji's father's forehead, it was hot.

Surprised!

He rushed out hurriedly, grabbed a water basin casually, scooped two spoonfuls of cold water into it, and ran back in a hurry, not noticing the water stains left by scrubbing just now, his feet slipped, and he fell back. The wooden basin he was holding was about to be buckled on his face——

"Why are you so careless?" Seeing this, Jiang Weiyan, who had just finished drinking a large pot of cold water, came over with a stride, clasped the water basin with his right hand, and lightly blocked Ji Yuzhu's shoulder with his left arm to stabilize his figure, and immediately Withdraw your hand.

Still in shock, Ji Yuzhu hugged the basin, nodded at him, and ran to the main house without saying anything.

Seeing this, Jiang Weiyan realized something, frowned, and quickly followed.

Inside the house, Ji Yuzhu put down the basin, soaked the cloth towel, wrung it out slightly, knelt down on the couch, lifted Ji's father's quilt, and wiped his neck.

Soaked the cloth again and wrung it dry, supported his body and turned sideways, raised his hand, and began to wipe his armpits.

Jiang Weiyan saw that he was struggling to kneel and let Ji's father lean on his side, frowned, walked forward a few steps, supported Ji's father with one hand, and lifted him up: "I'll do it."

Ji Yuzhu glanced at him, hurriedly climbed out of bed, saw that he was supporting Ji's father with one hand, and wiped it with a cloth towel in the other hand, took a quick breath, took another cloth towel, soaked it and wrung it dry, and waited for Jiang Weiyan to wipe Ji's father clean. After wiping the underarms on both sides, he changed the cloth towel in his hand: "Keep wiping, keep wiping."

The two were busy for a while, during which Ji Yuzhu changed the water twice, and did not stop until Ji's father's breathing was no longer heavy.

Even though Jiang Weiyan was in good health, he was sweating profusely from the heat while hugging a patient with a fever in this weather.

Ji Yuzhu glanced at his sweaty chest and back, a little embarrassed: "Brother Yan, please, do you want to wash up? It's just that there are no suitable clothes for you to change into."

Jiang Weiyan glanced teasingly at Ji Yuzhu, who was not as tall as his chin: "Come on, I'm not that particular." Turning serious, "Uncle Ji, this is...?"

Ji Yuzhu frowned: "Well, the wound heals slowly and is prone to repeated high fevers. Doctor Lin is helpless."

"Do you want to send it to Fucheng? Maybe there is a better doctor who can cure it."

"There is no way for this kind of illness, I can only rely on my father to survive. Moreover, my father can't bear the bumps along the way at all." Ji Yuzhu smiled wryly.

He guessed that my father had sepsis caused by a wound infection.

This kind of disease requires blood culture to confirm the diagnosis in modern medical treatment, and then the right medicine can be prescribed.It is a dangerous disease in modern times, not to mention that in this era of backward medical treatment, Chinese medicine is even more unthinkable.

Otherwise, whenever there is even a slight possibility, he will take Father Ji to Fucheng to seek medical treatment.

Now I can only supplement with ginseng soup every day to increase energy and nutrition, so that my father can last longer, and I pray that I can survive until the day of recovery.