mtlumby2d Chapter 238 Potato Eggs
Chapter 238 Potato Eggs
"Comrade, your light is shining into my eyes." The child's mother stammered.
He Yi took the flashlight and turned his head to the other side, not knowing where the light was going.
He quickly moved the flashlight away and apologized awkwardly:
"Sorry……"
After about half an hour, the child cried so hard that he had no strength left, and Zuo Zixuan knocked on the table.
"Qingfeng, go see if the baby has finished his discharge."
When Xu Qingfeng saw the creature still squirming in the bucket, his entire scalp went numb.
But he is a doctor and his professional ethics do not allow him to be disdainful.
He had no choice but to bend down and check with a flashlight.
“No one has come out.”
Xu Qingfeng said forbearingly.
"Well, touch the baby's belly."
“It’s gone.”
"It's OK. I'll go in and get some medicine for him to take for two meals. He'll be fine after a while."
Zuo Zixuan entered the house with the help of He Yi, and after about five minutes, she came out with two oil paper bags.
He Yi handed the medicine to the child's parents and said, "One dose a day, three to five times."
The child's parents hesitated and dared not reach out to take it.
"Here." He Yi handed it to them again.
The couple lowered their heads and still refused to answer.
The village chief stood nearby and sighed, "Brother, they can't afford the money to pay for the medicine."
He Yi paused with the medicine in his hand and put the medicine into the child's father's hand.
"No money required, take it home and boil it for the child to drink!"
The child's father held the medicine in his hand, raised his head and looked at He Yi with red eyes, his lips trembling, not knowing what to say.
The village chief walked up to the child's father and patted his arm.
"Shunzi, my brother asked you to take it, so just take it.
It is important that the child is cured.”
The child's father choked up and thanked him again and again: ""
"thanks, thanks……"
He held the medicine carefully in his arms.
The village chief glanced at the little boy lying limply in the woman's arms, then turned to look at Zuo Zixuan and asked politely:
“Big sister, the first few children in Shunzi’s family were just like this child.
Suddenly he had a stomachache and was almost killed by the pain.
What caused this?"
"Malnutrition is one aspect, and another aspect is not paying attention to food hygiene.
Eating unwashed fruits and vegetables, drinking raw water, not washing hands before and after meals, and not paying attention to personal hygiene...
There are many reasons, the main one being hygiene.
If the roundworms in the stomach reproduce too quickly and are not treated regularly, they will naturally accumulate. When there are too many of them, they will burrow around and some will even come out of the mouth and nose.
Therefore, we must pay attention to personal dietary hygiene and home hygiene to control the reproduction of roundworms."
The villagers who were watching listened and looked at each other. When they thought of the worms that the child had excreted earlier, they got goose bumps all over their bodies.
Yes, there are more than a hundred people in their village, and I'm afraid only the village chief's family is a little more particular. They boil the water and let it cool before drinking, and wash their hands before eating.
How could other farmers like them be so particular?
I have never had the habit of boiling water to drink. When I come back tired from work, I just open the water tank, scoop a scoop of water from it and pour it directly into my mouth.
When eating fruits and vegetables raw, as long as there is no obvious mud on them, I don’t even bother to wipe them off and can just eat them directly.
It seems I need to pay more attention in the future.
Today, the youngest son of Shunzi's family was lucky. He happened to meet a stranger who was staying in the village and was rescued.
But outsiders will leave eventually. If someone gets this disease again next time, won’t they just have to wait for death?
After the child was rescued, everyone didn't stay long. They chatted for a few words and then dispersed.
After everyone left, He Yi and the others boiled some hot water to wash up and prepare to rest.
There was only one room, so everyone had to sleep on a kang.
Zuo Zixuan took out four pillows and two quilts.
She slept on the far right side, against the wall, and He Yi slept next to her. The couple shared the same quilt.
Xu Qingfeng slept next to He Yi, Song Yingyan slept next to Xu Qingfeng, and they both shared the same quilt.
Song Yingyan rested his head on the soft pillow and stroked the fluffy quilt on his body, feeling unspeakable the feeling in his heart.
Even when I had a job, my home had never had such a soft quilt.
Now that I have fallen to the bottom of the valley, thanks to others, I have been able to cover myself with such a good quilt.
Outside the window, there was the sound of katydids chirping. There were several big holes in the paper on the window, and the cold wind was blowing in.
Xu Qingfeng and Song Yingyan were so tired that they fell on the bed and soon began to breathe heavily.
Zuo Zixuan, however, was unable to sleep because of the pungent musty smell coming from the straw beneath her.
He Yi stretched out his hand and held her tightly in his arms, kissed her forehead gently, and asked in a low voice in her ear:
"Can't sleep?"
"I feel like I'm not used to sleeping on this straw. Not only does it smell musty, but it's unpleasant."
"How about you get another quilt to sleep on?"
"Forget it, it's the middle of the night, I'm too lazy to bother.
By the way, shall we leave tomorrow? My feet don’t hurt as much anymore.”
"Can't leave tomorrow?
Didn't you promise to help the village chief check the soil quality and solve the seed problem? "
Zuo Zixuan sighed and buried her head in He Yi's arms.
“Seeds, the grain I harvested last time, there are still several bags of millet and soybeans, as well as some corn and wheat.
I can give it to them any time.
The key is that the soil quality is a big problem.
If the soil is poor, you cannot make it fertile by adding farmyard manure into it. It depends on what trace elements are lacking in the soil and what you need to supplement.
This is a huge project, and if the government doesn’t help, we won’t be able to complete it.”
He Yi pursed his lips, thought for a moment and said:
“Tomorrow morning, let Qingfeng analyze the soil first, and then the village chief and I will go to the town to find the relevant departments to understand the situation.
Besides, the spring ploughing season has almost come, but the seeds have not been distributed yet. There must be a reason for this.”
"Okay then, I'll try to help if I can."
The next day, just as the eastern sky was turning pale and the dewdrops hanging on the vegetation had not yet dispersed, a group of people gathered at the gate of the village chief's house.
The village chief got up to chop wood and boil water when he heard a lot of noisy conversation outside his own fence.
He felt strange. Who were gathering in front of his house to chat so early in the morning?
As soon as I opened the gate, I saw a large group of villagers standing in front of my house.
"What are you doing?"
After asking for a long time, no one spoke.
"Hey, what do I have to ask you?
There are so many of you gathered at my door, what's going on?"
Everyone lowered their heads and no one spoke.
"Don't tell me I'm closed..."
After saying that, he turned around and went into the house to close the door, but a skinny, rough hand blocked the door.
“Village Chief, you know the situation of our village best.
If the villagers are sick, they can only endure it. If they can't bear it, they can only wait to die.
After a winter, those who couldn't survive died, and those who survived became ill.
Since the passers-by know medicine, we would like to ask them to help us take a look.”
“We don’t watch in vain!
Although we have no money, we can give things.”
The village chief looked down at Liu Changyou, a villager who was blocking the door, holding two potato balls the size of eggs in his hands. He felt really bad and his eyes were a little moist.
These potato eggs are probably the best thing in the village besides eggs.
He Yi carried a basin of water, stood at the door of the wing room, and looked towards the courtyard gate.
He didn't say much, just turned around and went into the house with the water.
A few minutes later, Xu Qingfeng came out yawning with a messy hair.
“Village chief, please let them in. Since we just happened to pass by, it’s fate that we met.
If you don't mind, I can help you take a look.
However, we only have limited medicinal materials on us, so we can only give you acupuncture.
My master is blind, so I am the only one watching, so it’s a bit slow, but those who can accept it can come.”
Before the villagers could speak, the village chief turned around and said excitedly:
"I accept it, thank you, comrade..."
The village chief quickly called the villagers to move out his lame eight-immortals table and placed it in the yard.
After Xu Qingfeng returned to the house and washed up, he ate a small piece of compressed biscuits, drank a bowl of cold boiled water, and then went out to help the villagers see a doctor.
After Zuo Zixuan got up, she put away all the bedding that she had taken out last night. Everyone ate some compressed biscuits and drank some water and that was it for breakfast.
He Yi helped Zuo Zixuan to sit next to Xu Qingfeng, and Song Yingyan also stood beside to help Xu Qingfeng.
"My fellow villagers, it's just a matter of convenience for me to treat your illness. At most, I'll give you a few injections. It doesn't cost much.
I don’t want the things, you can take them back.”
Xu Qingfeng pointed at the two potato eggs on the table.
Liu Changyou looked up at Xu Qingfeng awkwardly, then looked at the village chief for help, and was so nervous that he couldn't speak.
“Little brother, you know the situation in our village.
The guys really couldn’t afford the money, so they had to use the best things they had at home to pay for the treatment.”
"Village chief, they gave me their food to pay for the medical treatment, what are we going to eat next?
What’s the point of curing the disease if you’re always hungry?
If he didn't die of illness, would he starve to death?
Although we are not the Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara who saves people from suffering, we are doctors and we cannot just stand by and watch people die.
So take them all back and keep them for yourself.
If you insist on using something to pay for the medical expenses, then go back..."
Xu Qingfeng supported his head with one hand, playing with the small pulse pillow in his hand, looking like a cynical monkey.
The village chief pursed his lips and said to the crowd of villagers standing in the yard:
"Since the little brother doesn't want your things, you can keep them all for yourself."
At this moment, people in the yard started whispering and became noisy.
"Have you discussed it? If you have, hurry up and see the doctor. I will go and check the soil quality for you later."
"Look, look..." Liu Changyou quickly reached out his hand.
Xu Qingfeng picked up his hand and placed it on the pulse pillow, then put his hand on his wrist and began to examine him.
He Yi pulled the village chief aside and said:
"Village Chief, how far is this place from town?"
"It's quite far, about twenty miles. If we start now, we might not be able to get back until night."
“No coaches passing by?”
“Yes, but we don’t have a station here.
Because we were poor, we seldom took the bus to town. If we really needed to go to town to buy something, we would walk back and forth.
Are you going into town?"
"It's the two of us who are going to town."
The village chief was confused. When did he say he was going to town?