"The situation is a bit tricky." Luo Fengtang dismounted and took the reins to Yang Ruoqing.

"What kind of tricky method?" Yang Ruoqing asked next.

Luo Fengtang frowned and looked around to make sure no one was passing by.

He lowered his voice and said, "It's tuberculosis."

tuberculosis?

Yang Ruoqing was surprised.

Tuberculosis is a term used by ancient people, but in modern times it is called tuberculosis.

This disease is highly contagious. In modern times, because of the availability of antibiotics and the like, the chance of treatment has only been relatively improved.

In ancient times, tuberculosis was a terminal disease.

"Then what's going to happen next? What will my father and the others say?" she asked again.

Luo Fengtang shook his head: "Everyone has no idea. Your father begged the doctor in Yihechun to treat him."

"The doctor said he couldn't cure it and told them to go to a larger hospital in the county or county."

"My father-in-law quietly pulled me out and sent me back to tell you this, so that you wouldn't worry after seeing us without a home for a long time."

After listening to Luo Fengtang's words, Yang Ruoqing understood.

"My father and the others will probably be back soon," she said.

On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, the shops and hospitals in the town would not officially open for business until after the Lantern Festival.

People in ancient times respected tradition far more than people in fast-paced modern times.

In the first month, people celebrate the New Year well, visit relatives and friends, and some villages even perform operas.

It was not officially opened until after the Lantern Festival.

There is no such thing as traveling to the coastal areas of Jiangsu and Zhejiang to work outside on the first and second day of the first lunar month.

"I guess my father will not give up treating my uncle. When they come back today, they will definitely have a family meeting on this matter." She continued.

"You haven't slept all night. Go back home quickly and take a shower to catch up on your sleep. We'll talk about other things when you wake up."

"Well, that's all it can do!"

After taking care of Luo Fengtang to sleep, Yang Ruoqing came to Sun's side.

Yang Huazhong and the others have not returned yet. The Jin family, the Liu family, Bao Suyun, the Tan family, and Cao Bamei all came to the Sun family.

The women gathered together to wait for news.

Yang Ruoqing saw at a glance that Tan's eyes were swollen and her complexion was not very good.

Obviously, the old lady was worried all night and couldn't sleep a wink last night.

"Qing'er is here!"

Mr. Liu had sharp eyes, and as soon as Yang Ruoqing stepped into the courtyard, she shouted.

"Qing'er, I heard that Tang Yazi's family is here, how is it? What's the situation in the town?" Mrs. Liu rushed to ask.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the women in the hall and shook her head: "When he came back, the results hadn't come out yet."

"The results haven't come out yet, so what are you going to do when you come back?" Ms. Liu asked.

Yang Ruoqing gave Mrs. Liu a cold look: "My father sent him back. The men are all gone and there is not even a male in the family. I don't worry."

Mrs. Liu curled her lips, not knowing what to say.

Everyone was waiting in silence, and the atmosphere in the main room was a bit solemn.

"I'm going to the backyard to use the toilet."

Yang Ruoqing confessed, walked to the backyard, and gave Cao Bamei a look.

Cao Bamei understood and quickly got up and followed.

The two came to the backyard, and Cao Bamei said: "Qing'er, you asked me to come over. Do you have anything to say?"

Yang Ruoqing lowered her voice and said: "You pregnant person, you really need to be careful next time, my uncle has tuberculosis."

"hiss……"

Cao Bamei took a deep breath and her eyes widened in shock.

"What? Lungs, consumption?"

"Um!"

"Isn't that a terminal illness?"

"Well, there is no cure. The medical center in town won't accept me. I guess I and the others will be back soon and should be on their way." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Second brother, you have to give me a few private reminders," Yang Ruoqing continued, "It's not that we don't care about family relationships, it's just that if this disease is passed on, you will die. You are still pregnant with the child, and the virus does not have eyes and does not distinguish between relatives!

"

Cao Bamei bit her lip and looked solemn.

"I understand the truth, and I also know that Qing'er is sincerely doing your best for us." She whispered.

"But Yongjin is his son and I am his wife."

"At this time, it doesn't make sense if we don't wait for the patient at the bedside. Others will poke their spines." Cao Bamei said.

Yang Ruoqing frowned.

"Wear a mask, disinfect and be careful, that's all I can say."

Cao Bamei nodded slightly: "Well, if you tell me this, I already know it."

Yang Ruoqing also nodded.

At this time, Liu's high-pitched voice suddenly came from the front yard: "Ah, come back, come back!"

Then, there were rapid footsteps rushing towards the yard.

Here, Yang Ruoqing said to Cao Bamei: "She must be back, let's go and have a look."

"Um!"

…

When the two of them quickly arrived outside the yard, they happened to see two carriages approaching.

The driver of the car in front is Yang Yongjin, and Old Yangtou is sitting next to him.

The carriage didn't even stop in front of the yard, but went straight to the village.

In the carriage, Yang Huaan's coughing could still be vaguely heard coming from inside.

There was also a carriage behind, and the driver was Yang Huazhong.

The carriage stopped, and Yang Huaming, Yang Huazhou and Yang Yongxian got out of the carriage.

The women immediately gathered around him.

Tan asked them anxiously: "Where is your eldest brother? Has he come back? What's going on?"

The faces of the men were each more solemn than the other.

"Eldest brother is back. He followed dad and Yongjin back to the old house first." Yang Huazhong said.

"Let me ask you what's going on with your eldest brother? Doesn't he have any serious illness?" Tan asked again.

Yang Huazhong glanced at Yang Huaming and others, and they exchanged glances, as if they had reached an agreement.

Then Yang Huazhong said to Mr. Tan, "It's nothing serious. The doctor prescribed some cough medicine and I'll let you take care of yourself."

"Since there's nothing serious, why don't you come home for the night?" Tan asked again.

"Third brother, you guys are hiding something from me, right?"

Yang Huazhong hurriedly said: "How can I hide it from my mother? I didn't come back all night last night because I saw people running around late at night and tormenting people. It would be safer to wait until daybreak for a bright-skinned person to come back."

Hearing this, Mrs. Tan breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's fine, it's nothing serious. The cough doesn't matter. It'll be fine when spring gets warmer," she said.

Yang Huazhong hummed and said to Yang Yongxian: "Yongxian, please send the milk back to the old house."

Yang Yongxian responded and walked over to support Tan: "Nai, let me take you back."

Mrs. Tan nodded: "Okay, okay, your dad is fine, you can help me go back and have a good sleep now!"

Watching Yang Yongxian and Jin send off Tan, the smile on Yang Huazhong's face disappeared without a trace.

He glanced at the women in front of him and frowned: "Everyone, come to the room. Dad will come over soon to say something."

When everyone heard this and looked at the men's expressions, they all guessed that something was up.

Everyone quickly returned to the yard.

When Yang Huazhong went to the backyard to put the carriage away, he returned to the main room in the front yard.
Chapter completed!