Time travel to 1984

Chapter 1 Time Travel to May 1984, 5

March 2069, 12 AD.

Blue Star, Huaxia, West China Medical University Affiliated Hospital in Rongcheng, on a 168-bed hospital bed in Room 3 of the Inpatient Department, Zhang Jinhai, who is already dying, is about to lie down completely and say goodbye to this world.

The ward was suddenly filled with dazzling white light, which disappeared after a few seconds.

A completely different scene appeared in front of Zhang Jinhai.

On the hospital bed in front of him, a thin, skinny middle-aged man was curled up, holding his left foot with his hands, moaning in pain, and screaming from time to time.

The sound was quite penetrating and creepy.

A voice came: "Jin Hai, I'm going to die."

This is such a familiar voice, Zhang Jinhai's eyes shed disappointing tears, that is the eldest brother Zhang Jinlin.

Quickly comforted: "Brother, you will not die.

The Barefoot Doctors from the brigade will come to treat you shortly. "

However, Zhang Jinhai remembers very clearly that his eldest brother Zhang Jinlin passed away in mid-June 1984.

It must have crossed now.

What date is it now?
Does eldest brother Zhang Jinlin still have a chance to save his life?
Zhang Jinhai turned around in a hurry.

Walking out of the main room, he glanced at the items on the street.

A pair of large bluestone millstones is quietly placed at the end of the street near the bamboo forest.

On top of the millstone were several parcels wrapped in scrap newspaper.

He walked quickly to the side of the millstone, picked up a few paper bags and looked at them anxiously.

Finally, I saw '1984 May' written in ink on the corner of a scrap newspaper.

This is the time period when we have traveled to the time when we are facing the high school entrance examination.

The eldest brother Zhang Jinlin still needs to continue to observe how many days of life he has left.

No matter what, Zhang Jinhai knew that the elder brother's illness must not have much time left for treatment.

In a short period of time, where can I earn enough money to send my eldest brother to a big hospital for treatment?
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Father Zhang came back with a team of barefoot doctors carrying a Red Cross medicine box.

Father Zhang begged the barefoot doctor from the brigade and said, "Doctor Wu, please show the eldest child.

The abscess on the pole of his foot has been growing for nearly 30 years.

It was never completely better.

The pain is unbearable today, so I am here to trouble you to find a way to cure it. "

The barefoot doctor Wu from the brigade stretched out his hand to feel Zhang Jinlin's pulse unhurriedly, shaking his head for a while, and nodding for a while, pretending to be profound.

When it was over, he took out the stethoscope and listened to Zhang Jinlin's atrium.

In Zhang Jinhai's memory, every time this barefoot doctor surnamed Wu came to see a doctor for his eldest brother Zhang Jinlin, it was a standard set of actions.

Then he inquired about how much money the Zhang family had recently, and basically left after the search was clean.

And not every time he used his medicine, it was to cure the abscess on the foot of the eldest brother Zhang Jinlin.

Basically, it looks like whether the cure is good or not.

The next time is to treat you with more pus and more pain in your feet.

In terms of probability, it is basically 55.

Regarding this situation, Zhang Jinhai before his elder brother passed away did not understand why.

After my elder brother passed away, I was more concerned about this information, and I heard and saw a lot.

Only then did I know that in the medical profession, there is another shameless practice.

That is, prescribing the medicine will not give you the right one at a time, but prescribing the medicine hanging by the hand.

The purpose is to treat the patient's disease only to the extent of relieving the pain, but not to completely cure the patient.

Let the patient keep attacking, and keep looking for him for treatment.

This is a shameless way to collect money, and this trick is not easy to be discovered, and the patients who are cheated are often grateful to them.

It's time for the barefoot doctor surnamed Wu to perform: "Old Zhang, this time your eldest child is a bit seriously ill.

If I don't take the medicine again, I'm afraid I won't survive seven days.

This time, seven plasters were needed for external application, and seven Chinese herbal medicines were decocted and taken.

One pair per day.

Total cost 14 bucks. "

Father Zhang said in a bit of embarrassment: "It's so expensive. I used to have 13 yuan at home. I borrowed two yuan from a friend on the way to invite you."

With a trembling right hand, he took out the money on his body, dipped his fingers in water one by one, and laboriously counted out 5 bills of 1 yuan, 12 bills of 5 cents, 10 bills of 2 cents, and 5 bills of 1 cent. , 50 pieces of 1 cent, and handed over a thick wad of money.

Seeing that the only money in the family was cheated by Dr. Wu again.

The powerless Zhang Jinhai felt very uncomfortable.

Vow to find a solution to the problem.

The next day, Zhang Jinhai walked 10 miles to his junior high school.

The teacher wrote on the blackboard that May 1984, 5 is XX days before the senior high school entrance examination.

This date shows that the eldest brother Zhang Jinlin still has 30 days to live.

Thinking of the current situation of the eldest brother Zhang Jinlin makes people worry.

Especially the quack doctor who only cares about making money and disregarding life and death is even more infuriating!

In Zhang Jinhai's memory, this barefoot doctor surnamed Wu later put him to death and served him in prison for more than ten years.

No, brother Zhang Jinlin must be cured.

He couldn't be allowed to die in such an unclear manner, Zhang Jinhai told himself silently in his heart.

Something must be done for the elder brother.

Zhang Jinhai tried his best to recall some prescriptions for treating sores that he deliberately paid attention to and memorized before time travel.

After comparison, an affordable prescription was chosen.

A new problem has emerged. At this time, no one will agree to use Zhang Jinhai's remedies compiled from memory.

It is necessary to wait for the right time.

Seven days passed in a flash, and this time Zhang Jinlin's illness not only did not completely recover, but became more serious.

Zhang's father went to see the barefoot doctor named Wu again, but he refused to come again when he knew that there was no money to be made.

Just when the whole family was worried about Zhang Jinlin's sore getting worse, Zhang Jinhai took out a crumpled old note and said to his elder brother: "This is a folk prescription I found in an ancient book written by the blind man at the end of the village. .”

Brother Zhang next to him was taken aback, and grabbed the note into his hand.It is said that in his early years, blind Wang rescued a doctor who was in trouble.

The note said: Eliminate sores....

Zhang Jinshan spent money to buy a little cinnabar before dark, and Zhang Jinhai and Zhang Jinshan went to the paddy field to catch a toad at night with a temporary dry firewood torch, and squeezed out a proper amount of toad.

Zhang Jinhai operated according to the ancient folk recipes in his memory, and successfully concocted seven pills the size of wheat grains.

After all, this is just a prescription that has not yet been demonstrated.If any bad consequences come out of the treatment, the sky of this family will collapse in half.

When everyone asked for advice on whether they would take the risky pills concocted by Zhang Jinhai, Zhang Jinlin burst into tears: "Uncle, Mom, it has been more than 20 years since I can remember.

This abscess on the shaft of my foot never really healed.

Several times, it seemed that the scabs were about to scab, and then relapsed.

Those who have never experienced it may not know how tortured this kind of pain is.

If my fourth brother cured this recipe today, I will be grateful to everyone for the rest of my life.

If you put me to death, don't blame the fourth brother.

If the result of the treatment is worse, I will admit it and never complain. "

Taking this opportunity, Zhang Jinhai handed a pill and an earthen bowl filled with warm boiled water to Zhang Jinlin and said, "Brother, take the medicine.

I'm sure you'll be fine. "

Without hesitation, Zhang Jinlin raised his head and took Zhang Jinhai's homemade pills with warm water.

According to folk prescriptions, one pill needs to be taken every hour.

Zhang Jinhai has been guarding Zhang Jinlin's bedside, observing his condition after taking the medicine at any time, and constantly helping Zhang Jinlin wipe off the sweat from his body.

Sometimes Zhang Jinlin kept rolling on the bed in pain, which made Zhang Jinhai wonder if the folk remedies he used were wrong.

I can't help but feel a little uneasy, everything is poor, and everything is caused by not having enough money.

In this way, Zhang Jinhai stayed by the bed and took care of Zhang Jinlin all night.

When I woke up the next day, the sun was high in the sky.

For a family without a clock, judging by the sun at this position, it is already noon.

Zhang Jinlin woke up and asked the first sentence: "I'm still alive?"

Zhang Jinhai laughed happily, pulled the quilt, and helped Zhang Jinlin completely cover his dry and sick feet: "Well, I'm still alive.

Brother, are you happy? "

Zhang Jinlin lifted the quilt impatiently, got out of bed and stood on the ground and rolled up his trousers to see that the decades-old sores that were still wet and pus had miraculously scabbed over: "Happy, happy, happy Extremely.

Your recipe is amazing.

However, the area around the sore is too itchy, please pick it up for me. "

Zhang Jinhai hurriedly stopped and said, "Brother, your sores are very itchy, which means that this prescription has produced a miraculous effect, and now you are growing new flesh, this is a normal phenomenon.

But you must not pick it when it is itchy, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted. "

Zhang Jinlin asked anxiously: "Then what should I do? I really can't bear it."

Zhang Jinhai quickly pressed Zhang Jinlin's hands to prevent him from scratching the itches, and called his second brother Zhang Jinshan and third brother Zhang Jincheng loudly.

The three of them tied Zhang Jinlin's limbs and waist firmly to the sides of the wooden bed with bamboo ropes, and left Zhang Jinhai to guard him, preventing him from touching the sores in any way.

Under the torment of the severe itching, Zhang Jinlin lasted until dark, exhausted.

After dark, Zhang Jinhai confirmed that Zhang Jinlin's sore was no longer itchy.

Only then did he take the initiative to untie every part of Zhang Jinlin's body that was tied up with bamboo ropes. These parts were deeply stained with blood.

One can imagine how painful and unbearable the itch Zhang Jinlin experienced was.

Zhang Jinhai carefully helped Zhang Jinlin uncover the sores and scabs on his feet.

The position of the sore has completely grown new fleshy skin, which is red, dry, and quite dazzling.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Jinlin was completely overwhelmed with excitement.

Holding Zhang Jinhai in his arms, he laughed and cried, "Really, it cured my decades-old sores."

Zhang Jinhai also shed tears of happiness emotionally: "It's cured!

Brother, my first dream is to cure you! "

It wasn't until this moment that Zhang Jinhai deeply realized that a person may have many dreams in his life.

Perhaps the solution to the greatest current difficulty in each person's life is the dream of that person at this time.

Zhang Jinhai's understanding of dreams seems to have improved a bit.

(The new book has been planned and prepared since the beginning of November 2021, and countless openings have been rejected, which is not ideal.

Later, after getting guidance from many editors, great gods, book friends, and netizens, I realized how many days and nights I suffered.

The combination of reality and future science fiction is indeed a major difficulty.

The story in my heart is very beautiful, but I always feel that the words do not express the meaning, and it is uncomfortable to lack a little bit of the same thing.

Brothers and sisters give pointers!
Please make a fortune, order a collection, God will help you shine!grateful! )

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