Rebirth: I Have a Spiritual Spring

Chapter 333: Using spiritual spring water, Zhang’s father is worried

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when we returned to the city from Qingpu, and the nearby vegetable market had long been closed. Zhang Wanwan could only go to the supermarket to buy some meat and vegetables, planning to go back and order noodles for Zhang's mother.

Now, except for some foods that are easy to digest, Mrs. Zhang can only eat other things that are a burden on her stomach. She can only drink soup and not eat meat even when stewed.

When I got home, it was still the same. The house was dark, with only the sound of heavy breathing coming from the room where Zhang's mother lived, occasionally accompanied by a few coughs.

Zhang Wanwan turned on the light in the living room and went into the house to check. Mother Zhang squinted and turned in her direction. Her eyes adjusted to the light before she struggled to get up.

Zhang Wanwan hurriedly said: "You lie down for a while, and I'll cook you something to eat. Can we have noodles tonight?"

Zhang's mother nodded slowly. There were many things she wanted to tell her, but it was difficult to say any word, so she could only hold it back.

Here Zhang Wanwan made a simple clear noodle soup for Zhang Mu. She cooked the noodles until they were soft and tender before serving them out, and added a drop of spiritual spring water to them.

If Mother Zhang's body wasn't too weak now, she would have wanted to give more to help her recover quickly.

While eating noodles, Zhang Wanwan specially carried Zhang's mother to the living room and asked her to sit down.

Facing Zhang's mother's confused look, Zhang Wanwan explained: "You can't lie like this all the time. Your blood won't circulate, and lying down for a long time is not conducive to your body's recovery. After you eat the noodles, I'll give you medicine."

When it came to taking medicine, Zhang’s mother’s face wrinkled, but she finally nodded silently.

I don’t know if it was because of Zhang Wanwan’s good cooking skills, but Zhang’s mother felt that tonight’s noodles were more to her liking than the previous noodle porridge, and she didn’t feel overwhelmed even after eating most of the bowl.

Seeing that she wanted to continue eating, Zhang Wanwan quickly stopped her, "Mom, you can't eat too much at once. Your stomach will feel uncomfortable later. If you really want to eat, I'll give you some later. There's still a lot of soup anyway."

After hearing this, Mother Zhang nodded in agreement.

Her stomach was full and her energy was much better. She looked at Zhang Wanwan with bright eyes and tried hard to speak. Before she could say two words, her expression suddenly changed and she pointed anxiously in the direction of the bathroom.

Zhang Wanwan understood immediately and quickly carried her to the bathroom toilet and sat her down, not forgetting to open all the windows in the house.

Zhang's mother's metabolism has become extremely slow since she became ill. In addition, she eats less and has less diarrhea. She often only goes to the tub once a week, and because she has no strength, she only has a small amount of diarrhea every time, which is serious. symptoms of constipation.

This time, going up to the big size almost eliminated all the **** she had accumulated. She lasted for more than half an hour, and the movement was not small.

Zhang Wanwan held her breath from time to time and went over to take a look. When she saw Zhang's mother still sitting firmly on the toilet, she immediately stepped away.

After running back and forth several times, Zhang's mother finally finished defecating and collapsed.

Zhang Wanwan pinched her nose and went in to take a look. She flushed the toilet first and then asked, "Do you want to take a shower?"

Mother Zhang didn't even have the energy to nod, so she blinked hard.

Zhang Yuanyuan gestured "ok" to her and immediately turned on the water heater. While the water heater was heating, Zhang Yuanyuan moved out all the fans in the house and turned them on.

While she was fussing about it, she heard Wang Chunhua's man next door yelling from the balcony, "Whose toilet smells so bad when it's filled with water? It's turned into a cesspool!"

Zhang Wanwan made a face to the opposite side and pointed the fan in the direction of the next door. After playing with the water, it was almost hot. She quickly went in to undress Zhang Mu, let her sit on the toilet and took a shower. She washed her from head to toe with shower gel and shampoo twice to make sure that there was nothing wrong with Zhang Mu. After smelling the smell, he wrapped her in a bath towel and carried her to the room. He quickly changed into clean pajamas and blew her hair dry.

Mother Zhang is now so thin that she has only a skeleton, and it takes no effort for Zhang Wanwan to manipulate her.

Perhaps Zhang's mother was tired after all this tossing, and she fell asleep as soon as she lay down. She didn't even wake up when Zhang Wanwan was cleaning up the room and making some noise outside.

While Zhang's mother was sleeping, Zhang Wanwan washed all her clothes and hung them up to dry.

It was almost ten o'clock when Father Zhang and Zhang Baiyan came back. As soon as they entered the house, they both frowned from hunger.

Zhang Wanwan had just finished her work and was so tired that she lay in the living room and didn't want to move.

"Girl, do you think there is a strange smell in our house?" Father Zhang sniffed around like a mouse.

Zhang Wanwan had just put away the fan, and immediately shook his head when he heard this, "No, I've been back for a long time, everything is normal."

"Really?" Father Zhang still looked suspicious.

Zhang Boyan followed up and said: "I also feel that there is some unpleasant smell in the house. It seems to be... the smell of feces mixed with shower gel or something like that. Did you forget to flush it when you went to the toilet?"

Zhang Wanwan was so angry that she almost rolled her eyes, "You think I'm you! I forgot to flush the toilet when I went to the toilet. I'm not Alzheimer's!"

"What's going on?" As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Baiyan thought of Zhang's mother in the room, and his expression suddenly changed. He ran in and saw that Zhang's mother was snoring before quietly coming out. He asked in shock: "Why did mom sleep today?" Is it so heavy? In the past, she would definitely open her eyes if we opened the door."

Father Zhang's heart tightened, and he rushed into the room with a white face. He exited after a moment, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

"Fortunately, I fell asleep, and slept quite deeply." Father Zhang said reassuringly.

Zhang Wanwan joked: "You are just suspicious. I am watching at home! If anything happens, I will notify you as soon as possible."

"That's good, that's good..." Zhang's father relaxed a lot because Zhang's mother was fine, and didn't care about Zhang Wanwan's words.

Zhang Baiyan, on the other hand, looked puzzled, "Dad, it seems that my mother hasn't slept so soundly for a long time, and she hasn't changed her medicine recently. It's strange."

Not to mention that Zhang Baiyan couldn't figure it out, even Zhang's father himself was confused, but this didn't stop him from being happy. In his opinion, as long as Zhang's mother could sleep well and be energetic, she would definitely get better gradually, and if she actively cooperated with the hospital for treatment, maybe I can really get through it.

The next day, when Zhang Wanwan got up, she found her father stretching on the balcony with a pair of dark circles under his eyes.

"Dad, what are you doing? Didn't you go to bed very early last night? Why do you look so haggard?" Zhang Yuanyuan asked in surprise.

Father Zhang showed an ugly smile, "It's not that your mother didn't get up last night, so I was worried. She couldn't fall asleep after only two hours of sleep. She didn't open her eyes until five o'clock in the morning and said she needed to urinate. Don't you? You know how happy I was at that time! When I was so excited, I couldn’t sleep even more.”

Zhang Wanwan was filled with dark thoughts, "Then are you still going to work today? I'm really worried about your mental state!"

(End of chapter)