When the carriage first entered Qingshui Town, Luo Fengtang rode over to greet it.

"Qing'er, fortunately you asked me to go in time. The old doctor from Yihechun was fully dressed and was about to accompany his wife and children to their parents' home to pay New Year greetings. The firecrackers were set off for the trip, but I stopped him abruptly.

Already." Luo Fengtang said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Shame, where are they now?"

Luo Fengtang said: "We have already gone to Yihechun Medical Center. They are waiting for us there. We can just go there."

Yang Ruoqing nodded and signaled to Yang Huazhong who was driving the car over there. Then, he got on his horse and rode with Luo Fengtang straight to Yihechun.

Thanks to Yang Yongxian, this was the first time Yang Ruoqing saw Qingshui Town on the first day of the lunar new year.

My dear, in the twelfth lunar month, this street is full of people, rubbing shoulders and heels.

All kinds of shops and stalls are dazzling and overwhelming.

And today's Qingshui Town is just like the name of the town, eerily quiet.

Almost every shop is closed.

Unless the store owner lives in the store, you will only see one or two people coming and going.

Now she didn't have the intention to watch these things. Yang Ruoqing withdrew her gaze and soon arrived at the door of Yihechun Medical Center.

The door of Yihechun is open, with brand-new Spring Festival couplets pasted on the door. There are still a pile of fired firecracker shells on the street at the door.

Apparently, the old doctor came to the medical clinic in advance and set off firecrackers to signify the opening.

Once you open your business, you won't have bad luck if you come into contact with these bloody things.

This is probably what she thinks, Yang Ruoqing thought to herself, after all, every profession has its own rules and taboos, respecting others is also respecting yourself.

At the entrance of the hospital, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang got off their horses.

Yang Ruoqing entered the medical clinic first, found the old doctor, and told him Yang Yongxian's situation in detail.

Luo Fengtang went to the carriage and helped Yang Yongzhi and the others carry the unconscious Yang Yongxian into the ward in the backyard of the hospital.

The old doctor took the medical kit and came over to diagnose and treat Yang Yongxian. Because he was celebrating the Chinese New Year and the situation was urgent, he didn't have time to find a clerk from the medical clinic to come over and help.

So Yang Ruoqing volunteered to be the old doctor's deputy.

Others stood by the side, waiting to lend a hand if needed.

The old doctor began to use his many years of clinical experience to diagnose and treat Yang Yongxian...

Time passed bit by bit.

The old doctor tied the last stitch in a knot, and then tied Yang Yongxian's head back up with a bandage.

He just got up and went to wash his hands in the basin nearby.

Yang Huazhong and others gathered around and asked about Yang Yongxian's situation.

The old doctor looked a little complicated and said: "Although there was a lot of blood, fortunately it did not damage the foundation. It just looks scary."

"The bleeding has stopped. The next step is to wait for him to wake up."

"It could take as little as three to five hours, or as long as three days and three nights. I can't tell. We can only wait," he said.

"So, my Yongxian will never die?" Yang Huazhong was still worried and asked.

The old doctor said: "Life should be worry-free."

Yang Huazhong glanced at Yang Huaming, and both brothers breathed a sigh of relief.

The old doctor continued: "Fortunately, Miss Yang stopped the patient's bleeding in time on the way here. Otherwise, if the bleeding continued for a while, the old man might not be able to recover."

Yang Huazhong and the others took a breath of relief just now and took it up again.

Pairs of eyes fell on Yang Ruoqing, both grateful and fearful.

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and said to the old doctor: "My eldest brother is a scholar, and his body is already weak. After this severe injury, he was soaked in the biting river water for so long."

"I'm worried that his vitality will be seriously damaged. Old shopkeeper, please give us some medicine to prevent typhoid fever and regulate the body at the same time!" she said.

The old doctor nodded, "Okay, I'll prescribe it later. You can feed him some medicine first."

…

Prescribe medicine, take medicine, boil medicine, give medicine...

"Didn't you bring a change of clothes for my eldest brother? He is still wearing wet clothes. This is not okay!" Yang Ruoqing looked at Yang Yongxian, who was still wearing wet clothes on the hospital bed, and frowned.

Yang Yongzhi said: "Qing'er, I had already taken off the obscene clothes on my eldest brother and put them on for him. I guess it was because he didn't have time to wipe off the water on his body, so it got wet again."

"This is not possible. He needs absolute temperature now. Wearing wet clothes will make him sick," she said.

Beside, Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming were already unbuttoning their cotton-padded jackets, but Luo Fengtang had already brought a warm piece of lingerie in front of Yang Ruoqing.

"Let the eldest brother wear mine first. I will go back to the village to get clothes for him later," he said.

Yang Ruoqing had no choice but to do this.

She turned her back and asked them to help Yang Yongxian put on his obscene clothes first, and then let him lie back on the warm bed.

Yang Ruoqing returned to the bedside, raised her hand and gently touched Yang Yongxian's forehead, and checked his pulse.

"How's Qing'er?" Yang Huazhong came over and asked softly.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Compared to the way before, my pulse is relatively stable."

"Is this...an improvement?" Yang Huazhong asked again.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, it should be like this.

On the side, Yang Huazhong, Yang Huaming, and Yang Yongzhi exchanged glances. Everyone couldn't help but be excited, but they didn't dare to be completely excited.

Yang Ruoqing withdrew her gaze from Yang Yongxian and said to Yang Huazhong and the others: "Father, fourth uncle, third brother, and Tang Yazi, we need to allocate our manpower. We don't want everyone to swarm here."

"This Chinese New Year, every family has something to do. Even if we don't go to visit relatives and friends, we still have relatives and friends coming to pay New Year greetings, so we have to assign errands first," she said.

Yang Yongzhi said: "Third uncle, fourth uncle, Qing'er, Tangyazi, you all should go back. I'll be here to guard you."

"I have few relatives in my family, but Liu'er's family has some relatives, so I have time to guard them," he said.

Yang Huaming said: "How can you do it alone? Fourth uncle will stay with you."

Yang Huazhong said: "If you, fourth brother, can't do it, your mother-in-law's house, two brothers-in-law, and the four younger siblings' two older sisters' houses in Liujiacun will all have to move away."

"Besides, on the first day of the Lunar New Year this year, He'er and Yu Jinbao will probably go back to their parents' home to pay New Year greetings. It doesn't matter that you, the old father-in-law, are not at home. You go back and I'll stay," he said.

Luo Fengtang said: "Father-in-law, you go back with your fourth uncle. Qing'er will go back too. I'll stay here to keep my third brother company."

Yang Yongzhi: "Tang Yazi..."

"Okay, okay, don't push back and forth, let me make the arrangements!" Yang Ruoqing raised her hand, interrupting everyone.
Chapter completed!