Her Sniper

As the old saying goes, a long illness makes a good doctor.

When my uncle was young, in order to support her and sun Sijing, he was willing to do hard work, leaving a lot of injuries.

Especially stomach disease.

My uncle has no medical insurance, so it costs a lot of money to go to the hospital. My uncle has been reluctant to go. Finally, Wen Shishi cried and begged him. My uncle was so distressed that he was dragged to the hospital by Wen Shishi.

The results of the examination startled both of them. The stomach was perforated, and it had been a long time, almost cancerous.

Uncle is not willing to leave hospital, just let the doctor prescribed some medicine to pull Wen Shishi home.

Looking at his uncle's sallow face every day, Wen Shishi had to check some pharmacology and pathology by himself, and changed his way to make food for his stomach. It took him more than three years for his stomach to get better.

Even now, as long as she is free, she will go to the hospital from time to time to deliver meals to her uncle.

"No, I just read a little book. It's far from understanding Chinese medicine." Wen Shishi smiles modestly, and her smile is cute and sweet: "but I think what the doctor said is reasonable. Don't you want to go to the hospital and you can't trust western medicine? Why don't we go to the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine and let the old doctor feel your pulse? "

After listening to this, Mrs. Jiang no longer strongly opposed it, but she still slightly resisted: "it's not that you are afraid of Western medicine. You young people have the idea of young people, and our older generation also has the insistence of the older generation. I have been serving the Buddha for more than 50 years, and I have never left my morning and evening classes. Every day I must go to practice in front of the Buddha. If I go to the hospital, who will worship the Buddha for me? "

After all, it's because we have to worship Buddha in the Buddhist hall at home.

Mr. Jiang was speechless: "Mom Well, if you want me to say what you want, as long as you have Buddha in your heart, it's the same where you worship, and Buddha will know your mind. "

"How can it be the same?" Mrs. Jiang totally disagreed with him. "Forget it, I won't argue with you. In a word, I have to pay homage to Buddha. I can go to the hospital or not, that's all

Mrs. Jiang has already put out her cards, and Mr. Jiang has no choice but to ask a better TCM doctor to come home to see her mother

Mr. Jiang patted on the forehead: "yes, ah, look at my brain. I'll go to find someone to invite TCM to come here now."

"Come back to me!" Mrs. Jiang's hands crackled, "now the traditional Chinese medicine outside is half a bottle of water. The real traditional Chinese medicine is inherited by the aristocratic family. Do you want those young people who are not good at learning to come here for treatment? Don't worry, I don't worry. "

It's deadlocked again.

Mr. and Mrs. Jiang are very cautious. They dare not disobey her, and they dare not go beyond her to make a decision for her.

"That..." Wen Shishi said softly, "can I have a try?"

Mrs. Jiang frowned: "you child, don't make a fool of yourself. Is the old lady's body bone for you to try? Miss Wen, the old lady is still ill. Why don't I ask the driver to take you back first, and then come to see her after a while? "

"Miss Wen is my guest. I have something else to tell her. What can I do?" Mrs. Jiang was angry.

Mrs. Jiang was speechless, and her face sank down quickly. She went to the side and stood with sun Sijing, saying that she was no longer talkative or in charge.

"Auntie, why don't I go first?" Sun Sijing was a wooden man for a while and asked in a low voice.

Mrs. Jiang shook her head and said, "don't leave now. I want to send your sister away to let you stay. I didn't expect that the old lady should like her so much. It's really strange. I don't see her being so kind to anyone. Even uncle Jiang is often scolded by her. Today, the sun is really coming out in the West... "

Sun Sijing also felt very strange. The old lady Jiang's love for Wen's poems was almost on her face, which was almost inexplicable.

I don't know whether Wen Shishi has become a fox in her last life. How can I like her all my life?

On the other hand, Mr. Jiang took a deep look at Wen Shishi. If he didn't agree, "Mom, Huihui also cares about you. I know you like Miss Wen, but after all, Miss Wen is not a student of traditional Chinese medicine. Let's find a professor from a school of traditional Chinese medicine to show you. "

"Let her have a try," Mrs. Jiang took a deep breath, and the whole person calmed down. "Let Miss Wen have a try first. If it doesn't work in a month, I'll listen to you and go to the hospital for examination. That's it."

Mr. Jiang was overjoyed. His old mother was relieved!

Just wanted to agree, but was pulled gently by Mrs. Jiang, frowned at him and shook his head.

Mrs. Jiang advised: "Mom, the body is not a joke. What if What's the matter? Can miss Wen bear the responsibility, or can the Wen family? "Sun Sijing immediately echoed: "cousin, you haven't been in touch with traditional Chinese medicine since you were a child. How can you treat people with your little skin on the Internet? Dad will be angry when he knows. "

"Not at all?" After hearing this, Mr. Jiang's heart hung again. His eyes fell on Sun Sijing: "Miss Wen, is what you said true?"

"Of course, it's true. Wen Shishi is my cousin. We grew up together. Not only has she never been in touch with traditional Chinese medicine, but she has never been to university. The old lady's body is so noble that she can't be used to have a try. It's not that we Wen family don't want to be responsible, but we really love the old lady's health... "

Seeing this, Mrs. Jiang continued: "yes, you are right. Miss Wen, it's not that we don't believe you, but you can't do it at all. Don't try your best, OK? It's not the same way to ask for credit in front of the old lady? "

Wen Shishi narrowed her eyes and looked at the two people singing together. Then she suddenly gave a smile: "what Mrs. Jiang said is that I'm beyond my ability. In fact, madam, I just thought of a way. If you go to the hospital, you can find another person to offer sacrifices to the Buddha. It's like asking for leave for the Buddha. The Buddha is merciful and will understand you. Mrs. Jiang is considerate in everything. She is patient and easy to get along with. She can help you to serve the Buddha well. "

Wen Shishi's words made Mrs. Jiang unprepared.

She has seen the old lady worship Buddhism. She gets up at five o'clock in the morning to chant scriptures, sits in silence at seven o'clock, has morning classes at nine o'clock, burns incense at twelve o'clock at noon, and writes scriptures at two o'clock in the afternoon. She has evening classes until the evening. She stays in the Buddhist hall all day with a clay Buddha. She must be crazy!