Mrs. Sun looked embarrassed: "I took several bites of it. If you want to eat it, I will give you a clean one..."

Yang Huazhong's face darkened, "What's wrong with this meal? I think it's very clean, and I like to eat what you've eaten."

As the man spoke, he began to eat loudly.

Mrs. Sun couldn't laugh or cry, but her heart was warmed by Yang Huazhong's actions.

The fourth brother would not touch the tea bowl that the fourth brother and sister had taken a sip from.

Even a couple as loving as Changgen and Osmanthus would never drink tea from the same bowl.

But the third child didn't despise himself, and Mrs. Sun felt that she was a blessing from her previous life.

"Then remember to drink some hot tea after eating. Hot rice soup is also available. You must drink it to warm your stomach." Mrs. Sun warned again.

Yang Huazhong nodded and gave Mr. Sun a piece of food with chopsticks: "It's rare that Duo'er took Feng'er to school this noon. Let's have a nice leisurely meal at home. Come on, Qing'er, eat some food and eat more."

vegetable!"

At night, Yang Ruoqing told Baby Luo several stories in one breath before coaxing the little girl to sleep.

She got up and went to the bathroom, ready to wash her face and come back to sleep well, but unexpectedly, the voices of Tuoba Xian and Sun came from outside the door.

Why did your mother and mother-in-law come together this late at night?

Yang Ruoqing's heart tightened, and she quickly opened the door and came to the yard.

Under the moonlight, Mrs. Sun's face was pale. When she saw Yang Ruoqing opening the door, she staggered towards Yang Ruoqing and grabbed Yang Ruoqing's hand: "Qing'er, your dad, your dad is vomiting and having diarrhea. His eyes are turning black and he can't even stand.

You're up, what's going on? Woohoo..."

Yang Ruoqing was also shocked when she suddenly heard this.

"I saw him returning from work in the fields in the evening and he was fine. Why did he just sleep like this? Did he eat something bad?" Yang Ruoqing asked hurriedly.

Sun shook her head: "At night, he said he wasn't hungry, so the four of us cooked noodles and ate them. After eating, we went to bed. In the middle of his sleep, he suddenly said he had a stomachache. He went to the toilet twice and vomited everywhere."

"Later, his eyes became black and he couldn't get up. I fed him a few sips of sugar water, and soon he vomited it all out. He couldn't stand up at all. I asked Duo'er to stay with him and take care of him, and I hurried to find him.

You, how can you deal with this..."

Mrs. Sun cried while talking and stamped her feet anxiously.

For many years, Yang Ruoqing had never seen Mrs. Sun like this.

The last time I saw him was fourteen years ago, on the twenty-seventh day of the twelfth lunar month when she had just traveled through time.

Yang Huazhong was kidnapped by people from the Yamen. At that time, Mrs. Sun fainted and died at home...

"Mom, don't panic. My dad must have caught a cold and had a stomachache. The dark eyes are probably caused by dehydration. You go home quickly and get some salt water for my dad to drink. I'll go to the south end of the village to ask Uncle Fu over!

"

Yang Ruoqing quickly comforted Mrs. Sun and went back to the house to put on her coat and change her shoes.

Wearing obscene clothes and slippers on her feet, she couldn't run very smoothly.

Tuoba Xian said anxiously: "What can I do? Arrange some errands for me!"

Yang Ruoqing turned around and said to Tuoba Xian: "The baby can't be alone here. Mom, please come to my room to sleep with the baby, so that she won't panic when she wakes up at night and can't see me."

Tuoba Xian nodded and quickly followed Yang Ruoqing into the house.

Uncle Fu and his son both came over to diagnose Yang Huazhong together.

Duo'er received Yang Ruoqing's instructions in advance and took Feng'er back to the house. In front of the bed, Yang Ruoqing supported Sun and stood behind Uncle Fu and his son, waiting with bated breath.

Sun's whole body was shaking uncontrollably, and Yang Ruoqing held Sun's hand tightly to comfort her.

Uncle Fu and his son completed the diagnosis, and Yang Ruoqing and Sun quickly came over.

"Uncle Fu, how is my father?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Mrs. Sun was already shaking so much that she couldn't speak. She couldn't even ask if she wanted to.

Uncle Fu said: "The wind and cold entered the body, and it has been suppressing and gathering momentum. Is there any inducement today that caused the body to be weak? The cold air attacked in one fell swoop and was defeated. I suffered from vomiting and diarrhea."

Mrs. Sun suddenly remembered and said: "At noon, I had a bowl of cold rice at noon!"

Uncle Fu suddenly said, "That's it."

"At this time of year, the weather is not hot yet, and the coldness has not dissipated. Summer will not really start until after the Dragon Boat Festival. It is still necessary to take more care. Fortunately, the third child's body has always been strong. If it were another person with a weak body, I am afraid that it would be early.

I can’t hold it anymore!”

Uncle Fu's words made Sun feel regretful.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault. If I had persisted a little longer and had to bring that bowl of cold rice, Qing'er's father wouldn't have suffered like this..."

"Mom, don't say that. This has nothing to do with you. It's because of the climate." Yang Ruoqing quickly advised.

"Besides, the top priority is that it's useless for us to say these self-blaming words. First, boil some medicine for my father and let him drink it. What's more important is that he can get well as soon as possible!" Yang Ruoqing said again.

Uncle Fu also said: "Ms. Qing'er, don't worry too much. The third child just suffered from the cold and hurt his spleen and stomach. I'll prescribe two medicines and take them. It won't be a serious problem!"

After hearing what Uncle Fu said, Sun's mood improved a little.

"Where's the medicine? I'll make the medicine..." Mrs. Sun raised her eyes, her eyes were red and bloodshot.

"Mom, just stay with my father and leave the medicine to me."

Yang Ruoqing said, and then took Uncle Fu and his son to the front hall.

Following Uncle Fu's instructions, Yang Ruoqing boiled up the medicine, which was for internal use and external application.

The external application was a pill, which was stuffed into Yang Huazhong's belly button, and then a cloth strip was tied around his waist to prevent the pill from falling out.

Yang Ruoqing sniffed the pill and smelled the scent of mugwort and patchouli.

She handed the pills to Sun and asked her to apply it on Yang Huazhong first, and then went to the backyard to get the medicine from the stove.

During this period, Xiaoduo was worried and followed him. His eyes were red, and he obviously hadn't slept and was crying all the time.

"Sister, will dad be okay? When I closed my eyes earlier, I thought of what dad looked like at that time. He fell down when he stood up, and my mother and I couldn't help him..." Duo'er asked in a hoarse voice, her eyes filled with tears.

Worry and fear.

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and rubbed Xiaoduo's head: "Don't worry, our dad will gradually get better after taking the medicine. However, he has to rest in bed during this period. Cold food and cold tea are absolutely not allowed.

.”

If I remember correctly, there was a character in a novel who drank a bowl of cold tea because the cold wind in spring was a little better, and he was touched by it. This touch caused his life.

In this ancient era, medical treatment was backward, and traditional Chinese medicine treatment was a slow process.

Unlike modern times, where you can just put on saline solution and take antibiotics and other drugs, as long as the disease is not terminal, it can bring you back.

In these ancient times, we really have to be careful, otherwise we cannot imagine the consequences.

"In the next period of time, Mom and I have to take care of Dad. Duo'er, your task is to take care of Feng'er. Don't let Feng'er make any mistakes at this moment." Yang Ruoqing told Xiao Duo.
Chapter completed!