"Um... I mean, do we have to calculate the cost of the bed, the food, drink, and trouble with the medicine disciples here to prepare the medicine and so on? How much does it cost in total after one day?" Yang Huaming

Asked again.

This question made Yang Huazhong next to him look embarrassed.

"Fourth brother, why are you asking these questions? Let's just do whatever the doctor tells us to do? It doesn't matter to anyone, let's cure it first before talking about anything else!" Yang Huazhong said a little displeased.

Yang Ruoqing was not surprised or unhappy about this.

There are two types of people who do not care about the price of medical treatment.

First, she is very rich. If someone like her sends Dazhi over and takes medicines and other things, the best ones will be provided directly. Money is not a problem.

Second, like Yang Huazhong.

Money is something external to the body, and people are the most important. No matter how much it costs, just take care of it first and sell it later to raise money.

And most people, like Yang Huaming, ask questions first and then compare.

Here, seeing that Yang Huaming had not expressed his position yet, Yang Huazhong became even more anxious.

"We don't have enough money. Third brother has it here. I'll just help you with it first. We old Yang family men must be responsible!" Yang Huazhong said to Yang Huaming again.

Yang Huaming glanced at Yang Huazhong, blushed and said: "Third brother, this, this, this is not about money, I just want to ask clearly..."

"Well, you should ask clearly." The doctor said.

He turned around and said to Yang Huaming: "Stay here and make medicine..."

The doctor explained these additional expenses to Yang Huaming in detail.

And in Xiaojuan's case, the approximate number of days she would have to stay in the hospital.

"That's all the specifics. I've said everything that needs to be said. You and your family can discuss it carefully whether you want to live there or not," the doctor said.

"I'll go to the morning tea shop opposite to have some morning tea and come over. The hospital will open for treatment soon."

After saying these words, the doctor turned around and walked out of the hospital door.

Here, Yang Huaming did not enter the curtain at all to see Xiaojuan lying there alone, but stood here, clasping his fingers there, silently reciting something in the innermost part, and his eyes rolled around.

With this look, he was obviously settling accounts.

Yang Ruoqing turned around and sighed secretly when she saw that behind the curtain blown by the wind, Xiaojuan's face was completely wrapped with white gauze, leaving only two eyes, two nostrils and a mouth.

Men are afraid of getting into the wrong profession, and women are afraid of marrying the wrong man. Alas!

Here, Yang Huaming frowned, still unable to make up his mind.

Yang Huazhong couldn't stand it any longer, "Why are you so stubborn? What did I tell you at the door earlier?"

"We old Yang family men must be responsible. Why are you so embarrassed outside?"

Hearing Yang Huazhong's reprimand, Yang Huaming said with a sad face: "Third brother, this stay will last for six or seven days, and it will cost you three taels of silver!"

"Three taels of silver. This is enough for the living expenses and winter clothes of my children for the entire second half of the year."

"Even the New Year's money can be counted in this. I, I, I feel bad!" Yang Huaming said.

Then he squatted on the ground, holding his head in his hands, wishing he could bury his head between his legs.

Yang Huazhong was so angry that he couldn't speak. The man raised his head and glanced at Xiaojuan, who was still lying there with her arms stretched out in the curtain without any movement. Then he raised his foot and kicked Yang Huaming.

"I'll pay for these three taels of silver. Can't I pay for it?" Yang Huazhong said.

Yang Huaming raised his head, still crying and saying: "Third brother..."

"Stop saying anything. If you're a man, just stand up and carry him!" Yang Huazhong kicked Yang Huaming in the butt again.

Yang Huaming just stood up, rubbed his butt and went over to pay the deposit to the pharmacist over there.

After paying the deposit, two pharmacists came over and carried Xiaojuan to the ward in the backyard on a stretcher with Yang Huaming and Yang Huazhong.

When Yang Huaming went to pay the deposit, Yang Ruoqing had already rushed back to the ward in the backyard.

Luo Fengtang was helping Dazhi pee there.

This child usually peed by himself, but now he was sick and very weak, so Luo Fengtang did all the peeing.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing come in, Luo Fengtang said: "I just woke up and gave him some water. He is peeing now."

Yang Ruoqing came over, leaned over and touched Dazhi's forehead, she still had a slight fever.

"Zhi'er, are you hungry? What do you want to eat? Mom, go get it." Yang Ruoqing asked Dazhi softly.

Dazhi is rubbing his eyes.

The poor baby has been sleeping heavily since the night before yesterday. Until today, he has only eaten less than five spoons of gruel, and his little face has lost a lot of weight.

You can't blame him for not eating. He's so sick that he doesn't even have the strength to open his eyes, so how can he talk about his appetite?

At this moment, when Yang Ruoqing asked, Dazhi blinked his eyes.

"I want to eat fried dough sticks..."

His voice was scratchy, and his throat was hurt by coughing.

Yang Ruoqing's heart throbbed.

"The doctor said that the fried dough sticks are a bit hard and greasy, so you can eat them after you recover."

"Mom, let me make you wontons? Dumplings? Or vegetables and egg noodles? You can also make porridge, you choose!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Dazhi finished urinating, sat back on the bed, and thought about it seriously, "I want to eat the vegetable and egg noodles made by my mother."

Yang Ruoqin smiled and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, mom, let's do it now. Zhi'er, just sleep for a while. When you wake up, the noodles will be out of the pot!"

Dazhi nodded obediently and lay down under the quilt.

Yang Ruoqing leaned over and kissed him gently on the forehead, then raised her hand to gently stroke his soft hair. Seeing him closing his eyes with a smile, Yang Ruoqing took back her hand.

"Xiaojuan is coming to this room soon. You can think of a way to draw a curtain between the two beds to separate them." She turned to Luo Fengtang and said.

Luo Fengtang nodded. He was a man and Xiaojuan was a woman. It was a bit inconvenient to be in the same room.

Although this is a medical clinic, because the wards are tight, we can only make do with this.

"I'll do it right away," he said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "What do you want to eat for breakfast?"

Luo Fengtang said: "I will eat whatever you eat."

Yang Ruoqing knew what was going on, so she turned around and left.

As soon as they arrived at the door, they met Yang Huazhong and the others, "Dad, Fourth Uncle, I'll go to the restaurant to get breakfast, and I'll bring you one later, so don't go out and buy it."

Yang Huazhong nodded, and Yang Huaming helped carry the stretcher. Hearing this, he took the time to turn to Yang Ruoqing and said, "Qing'er, my fourth uncle feels uncomfortable in his stomach. I'll just bring you some light porridge. Thank you very much."

Yang Ruoqing nodded and left quickly.

As soon as we arrived at Tianxiang Tower, there was already the first wave of people having morning tea in the lobby.

The waiters were greeting the guests. When they saw Yang Ruoqing coming, they all greeted her, the real boss.
Chapter completed!