Yu Jun

Cheng Tingmao woke up for a moment and saw his mother standing in front of him. He couldn't help but pursed his lips, but he didn't cry. He just called mother and slowly turned his eyes in a circle, as if he was looking for Hui Ran.

On weekdays, he would roll into a living dragon in front of Mrs. Cheng when he had nothing to do. Now that he doesn't cry for his father and call his mother, it shows that he has been tortured and has no strength anymore.

After this brief opening of his eyes, he fell into a high fever. Mrs. Cheng held his hand, feeling empty in her heart.

Everyone said that Cheng Ting had no future, could not get out of trouble, ate stupidly, played stupidly, and was beaten by Cheng Taishan from childhood to adulthood, but his own son was both good and bad.

With tears streaming down her face, she held on to Cheng Ting, thinking: "Son, as long as you survive this test, Mom will rely on you for everything in the future. If you want money, Mom has it here. If you don't want to go to Jeju, don't go. Mom would rather you You’re annoying, I’d rather keep you!”

She touched his forehead, which was burning. Seeing that his lips were parched and his face was pale, her heart felt like a knife.

Li Yitie stood outside, listening to Mrs. Cheng's cries - he had heard more cries and prayers than gods and Buddhas, so he could remain unmoved and continue to smoke fine cloth and clothes with realgar.

Soon, Pang Dahai led Tang Baitie in and brought a box full of things. He first set up a large pot in the compartment, cooked astragalus and other things to let the medicinal gas fill the room, then lit a hundred medicine honey pills and put Put incense balls and place them at the head of the bed. Then place wine, salt, knives, needles and other objects beside the bed, and use candles to illuminate them.

Li Yitie helped Mrs. Cheng out of the compartment and said to the Cheng family: "Mr. Cheng's injury was on the chest and abdomen, too close to the organs. It has turned into a golden ulcer and cannot be treated with medicine. I want to remove a layer of the wound for him, and then Take medicine, if it still doesn’t work——”

The Cheng family all looked at him with wide eyes.

What if it still doesn’t work?

Is there any other way to use it?
However, Li Yitie's words shattered all their expectations: "If it doesn't work out, just prepare for the funeral."

Mrs. Cheng glanced at the eldest brother of the Cheng family in a daze, shaking like chaff. The eldest brother of the Cheng family hurriedly supported her: "Auntie!"

Li Yitie waved his hand: "Everyone go out, leaving the bold one to guard here."

The eldest brother of the Cheng family nodded quickly, and he and his second son helped Mrs. Cheng out. Then the second sister of the Cheng family came out of the corner, lowered her eyes, and said timidly: "I'll guard here."

Li Yitie looked at this weak little woman and was dumbfounded. He didn't know where her courage was, but he didn't have the time to pick anyone. He just asked her to close the door, throw a realgar as big as a tung seed into the brazier, and let Tang Baitie and his second sister I smoked it carefully and walked to the compartment.

"Add fire here," Li Yitie told the second sister, "keep the potion boiling, and add water when it's almost dry."

The second sister nodded and sat down obediently. While adding charcoal, she watched Li Yi pour wine on Cheng Ting's chest, wipe the knife, and cut off a piece of white flesh.

She was not frightened, she cried and added a ladle of water to the pot.

The sound of rain blocked the deafening heartbeat. The Cheng family stood on the verandah. As soon as they got closer to the eaves, the uppers of their shoes were wet by the rain, but they all forgot about the cold.

Four moments later, the door finally opened. The rich medicinal gas was filled with rainwater, and the moisture quickly soaked the room.

Tang Baitie stood at the threshold and shouted, "The rain was too heavy, and the people waiting outside couldn't hear a word clearly. The eldest brother of the Cheng family walked over, but after only three steps, his foot slipped and he fell down. While helping him, the second brother quickly helped Mrs. Cheng over.

Mrs. Cheng's voice trembled: "How is it?"

Tang Bai posted: "The fever is gone. Let's boil some rice oil and put a handkerchief on his mouth."

Mrs. Cheng was relieved and shouted "Amitabha", then turned to ask someone to boil rice oil. Just as she was about to go in, she was stopped by Tang Baitie: "You have not been fumigated, so don't go in yet."

Li Yitie wiped his hands and came out: "Everything has been done. The next step is up to him."

The eldest brother got up and ran to Li Yitie: "Doctor Li, please go to the flower hall to rest."

Li Yitie waved his hand: "I'm going to Mo Mansion, my apprentice will stay here."

"Yes," the eldest brother said as he walked out from the veranda, "I'll see you off."

Rice oil was boiled in the kitchen and brought in. The second sister took her in and walked to the door in less than a moment. Cheng Ting opened her eyes and asked Hui Ran if she was okay and she was still hungry.When Mrs. Cheng heard this, she was so happy that she asked her second sister to tell Cheng Ting that Hui Ran had a doctor and Wen Po there, so don't worry. She also asked Tang Bai Tie if she could give him some sugar water, and she got the approval. Afterwards, immediately make some sugar water.

After a while, the second sister said that Cheng Ting drank some sugar water and could feel the pain.

Mrs. Cheng gradually let go of her hanging heart, wishing she could rush in, hold her son in her arms and caress him.

You bastard, you're going to scare the hell out of a mother like her.

The Cheng family also became happy, thinking that since they could drink sugar water, they had passed this test.

Mrs. Cheng sent people to Xu Huiran's side to watch, and asked the kitchen to continue boiling rice oil. She stared at the dripper with her eyes, only hating that time passed too slowly.

However, at this moment, the second sister exclaimed from the house: "Doctor Tang, come here! It seems...it seems to be getting hot again!"

Mrs. Cheng's expression changed, and the string in her mind that had not yet been relaxed suddenly tightened. She no longer cared about the unscented clothes, and ran to the cubicle like crazy. When she saw Cheng Ting, her body involuntarily collapsed.

"Auntie, it hurts so much..." Cheng Ting shouted in a daze.

Mrs. Cheng was at a loss and tried her best to hug her son, but she couldn't do it - there was blood on Cheng Ting's chest, and she was afraid of hurting him.

He is still so young and has suffered such a big crime. He has to take the first step. How can she bear it? If she can trade it with her own life, she will trade it now.

She cried so hard that she couldn't speak, and tightly grabbed Tang Bai Tie's sleeves: "Save him, please..."

Tang Baitou knew that Cheng Ting could only rely on him for the rest, and allowed her to drag him around.

The rain gurgled outside the window, it was cold and damp, just like everyone's wet hearts, tired and helpless.

Suddenly, the eldest brother of the Cheng family saluted in front of the door.

Wu Yi lowered his eyebrows and helped Wu Jin up the stone steps, put away his umbrella, and helped Wu Jin take off his wooden clogs.

Wu Jin was wearing a gray straight-sleeved gown. He was originally injured and had not slept well last night. A look of exhaustion appeared on his face and he asked in a low voice: "How's it going?"

The eldest brother shook his head, tears welling up: "Li Yitie said to look at himself, but the fever just subsided, and within half an hour, the fever started again."

Wu Jin was shocked and turned pale. She walked into the door and had no time to pay attention to him. She strode to Cheng Ting and held his hand hard: "Cheng Ting, there is good news. You are a father."

Cheng Ting's closed eyes suddenly opened, and he turned with difficulty to take a look at Wu Jin.

Wu Jin sat on the embroidered pillar beside the bed: "Mother and daughter are safe, they have big eyes. If you don't hold on, what will happen if she is bullied by people like Huzhou Douding in the future?"

Cheng Ting's eyes shone brightly.

Mrs. Cheng let go of Tang Baitie, climbed up, and looked at Cheng Ting nervously: "San'er, did you hear that? You are now a father! Just get over it, mother will be with you!"

Cheng Ting looked at Wu Jin: "I believe...you..."

He only believed in Wu Jin, and Wu Jin would never lie to him.

He looked at Mrs. Cheng again: "Place... set the eighty table..."

Mrs. Cheng's face was filled with tears: "Okay, eighty tables."