Sad reminder Xiaobai

In just over a dozen days, Zhou Ji had already lost a lot of weight, his skin was sallow, and he looked like a living dead.

In the midsummer of June, Zhou Ji couldn't tell whether he was dead or not when he was bored in the room.Or dying?

Except for the head, there is still a little thinking and operation ability in the whole body, only the eyes can see some nearby things clearly from time to time.

A Niang stayed by her side almost all day, and the doctor in the village almost didn't even give him a prescription, so A Niang entrusted others into the town to bring the medicine.

He must drink it every day, and Zhou Ji can't express his suffering.A Niang helped him up and fed him with a spoon.

The problem is that Zhou Ji has lost the ability to move, and even eats and drinks only by pouring it in. Before taking a few mouthfuls of the medicine, Zhou Ji choked and coughed violently. I feel as if someone has stabbed me hard in my heart, this feeling is really indescribable.

But A Niang was so frightened that she quickly put down the bowl, patted her back, hugged Zhou Ji tightly, and muttered, "Ah Ji, be good, don't be afraid, it will be fine."

Obviously A Niang's body was trembling, but she was still chanting comforting words, Zhou Ji rested his head on A Niang's shoulder, took a breath with difficulty, and called out slowly, "A Niang, don't cry."

But A Niang couldn't stop crying for a long time, she put her arms around Zhou Ji's head, cried heartbreakingly, and said, "My child, how could it be so miserable."

Wet and salty tears fell on Zhou Ji's face, several hot tears fell on his lips, Zhou Ji closed his eyes, licked the tears, thinking, so tears really have this bitter taste.

Drowsy and lost consciousness again, until he opened his eyes again, only to find that it was in the middle of the night after a few days.

Zhou Ji woke up, looking at the dark room, A Niang was lying next to her, still listening to the not-too-annoying Cicada, she glanced at her head slightly, the moonlight coming in through the window reminded Zhou Ji that tonight is a good night moonlight.

As if, everything became clear and clear, and I seemed to have recovered.

Zhou Ji thought about it, and thought of another possibility, maybe this is what people often say, the flashback before death.

Sighing softly, looking aside, A Niang, who was already sound asleep, comforted her heart, living like this is really hard A Niang, if she dies again this time, Zhou Ji only hoped that God would not play with herself.

The gear of fate, how could he hear Zhou Ji's expectations, and crushed it mercilessly.

At the beginning of July, Dad had already prepared the coffin, and A Niang was standing by her side, chanting and calling Aji's name.

Sometimes Zhou Ji can hear some,

Sometimes it's like falling into the pit of hell, where the only thing left to do is die.

A Niang's crying, calling, and A'Dai's sighs were infinitely magnified. Zhou Ji could only listen, but could do nothing.

On the second floor of Fulin's shop, Liang Nuo was holding a pen and checking the accounts. Several accountants also lowered their heads and fiddled with the abacus quickly.

The one who broke the silence was a young man in front of the counter, who said softly outside the door, "Miss Liang, someone is looking for you outside."

Liang Nuo frowned slightly, put down the pen in his hand, got up, pushed open the door, closed it, and asked, "Who did you say?"

"This, little one, from the looks of it, he shouldn't be a businessman."

Liang Nuo nodded, went down the stairs, walked out of the shop, and saw Zhou Ji's father, thinking in confusion, before he asked the reason, he saw Zhou Ji's father hurried over and said, "My girl has the plague, I'm afraid, it will die soon. .”

Liang Nuo didn't know how he reacted when he heard the news, but his body seemed to be put into an ice cellar suddenly, and his heart trembled from the cold.

"Liang Nuo, was there a way to invite a doctor with excellent medical skills to come and see my girl."

"it is good."

Liang Nuo turned around, took a deep breath, entered the shop, and said, "Xiaoyi, please go and invite Doctor Fu right away, and prepare the carriage."

"Okay, Miss Liang."

Sitting in the carriage, Liang Nuo leaned against him, and Zhou Ji's father, who was at the side with his eyes closed, didn't speak.And Doctor Fu was holding a medicine box in his hand, and asked, "Tell me about your girl's symptoms."

"Let's think about it. She became ill around the middle of last month. The girl couldn't eat, move, or even talk. Sometimes she broke out in cold sweat, and sometimes she felt like she was being burned."

"Then, can you be sleepy?"

"Here, at first I slept for a day and a half, and then it got longer and longer. Now it is now, but I haven't woken up for five or six days."

Doctor Fu sighed, and said, "If your girl had been treated earlier, she might have recovered, but at this point, it's hard to say."

Liang Nuo opened his eyes, turned sideways, and said, "Please do your best to heal."

Dr. Fu wiped his sweat with his hands, and replied, "Definitely, definitely."

Back in the courtyard again, Liang Nuo was a little scared, but Dr. Fu entered her room nimbly, and Liang Nuo was the last to enter.

Her tense palms were slightly cold. Lying on the bed, she looked no better than the thick quilt covering her body. When the doctor opened her sleeves, Liang Nuo closed her eyes slightly, calmed down, and dared not look at her. On the small wrist, there are spots.

The purple and red spots stopped on that thin and small hand, which was shocking.

The doctor inserted several needles, and finally took them off one by one. He shook his head slightly and said, "This is a bit embarrassing for the old man."

Turning around, he said to Liang Nuo, "It's better to take this child to the pharmacy for treatment later, so that he may recover."

Liang Nuo clasped his palms tightly and replied "Okay, let's go."

A Niang at the side said, "A Sheng, you are at home, take care of the baby, and I will take care of the girl."

Looking at the person lying quietly on the bed, Liang Nuo couldn't tell what he was feeling.

After packing up her belongings, she was moved to the carriage, her mother stood by her side, and Liang Nuo sat on the side, looking at her, regaining consciousness for a long time, and finally believed that she was really sick.

As the carriage bumped, her mother never let go of the hand that supported her. Liang Nuo turned his head, his mind was blank, and there was no one or anything.

In a trance, thinking, it seems that this is not the first time for me, but my heart hurts from being strangled.

After tossing and turning, she was moved to the room in the pharmacy, Dr. Fu was too busy, her mother went to help, Liang Nuo, and then touched her.

She is so thin that she can be hugged with one hand now, but she is as cold as snow in such a hot weather. This feeling makes Liang Nuo shiver uncontrollably.

Fortunately, he could still feel her weak breathing, Liang Nuo didn't dare to move, he could only be leaned on by her, trying to make her as comfortable as possible.

Dr. Fu, who came in beside him, sighed, and said, "Miss Liang, this child has almost lost all five sense organs. The cost of treatment is not low, and"

Liang Nuo interrupted and replied, "I'll pay the fee."

"This. What I mean is that even if the old man tries his best, he may not be able to recover."

Liang Nuo, listen, and didn't answer any more.

Looking at the medicine soup being poured into the medicine bucket, looking down at her nestled in his arms, he stretched out his hand and gently slid his nose, and said softly, "Ah Ji, you have to live, you know?"

The warm tears still couldn't be contained in the eye sockets, silently falling on the clothes and invading the bone marrow.