Yang Huaming laughed and waved his hand and said, "It's already good. I'm just afraid that the smell will smell you. After I finished pulling it, I deliberately wandered around the yard outside for two rounds before I came in."

Yang Ruoqing was amused and crying, "Sure, I can tolerate your stinking smell. Uncle Fourth, I won't be kidding anymore. Xiaojuan kept shouting. You should go in and comfort her quickly!"

Yang Huaming actually heard Xiaojuan screaming as soon as he entered the room. For two consecutive nights, whether it was asleep or awake, or half awake,

All I heard in my ears were Xiaojuan's screams, and my head was about to explode.

"What are you soothes? First, I am not a doctor, second, I am not a good medicine for relieving pain and replenishing meat, third, I can't replace her pain, so what can I soothe her?" He spread his hands.

Yang Ruoqing said: "No matter what, you go to her bed and wait, talk to her, and cheer her up."

Yang Huaming sighed, "What a sin, hey!"

Then he turned around and went into the curtain. He went in and didn't come out all night. By the time he came out again, it was already the next morning.

"Qing'er, I'm going back to the village to work on the construction site..."

"Uncle Fourth, don't go to the construction site today." Yang Ruoqing was wearing clothes for Dazhi there.

"Why?" Yang Huaming said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Two reasons. First, you happened to meet Chen Biao's father today and talk about Juer and Chen Biao's marriage."

"Second, Dazhi's illness has been cured. We will go back to the village later. If you leave too, there will be no one guarding Xiaojuan's bedside for a long time."

"You are going back? Oh, this is a good thing. Go back and take care of yourself. This clinic is really not a place for people to stay!"

"I can't eat well, and I can't sleep well. I've been curled up at the end of the bed these two nights, and my feet can't stretch out. I keep cramping when working during the day..."

Yang Ruoqing was not interested in listening to Yang Huaming’s complaints about the clinic. Isn’t that the hospitalization is like this?

If you want to enjoy your happiness, don’t come here. When you come here, your whole mind is all on your sick relatives.

I really didn’t care about eating, drinking, sleeping, etc. I just hope that my relatives can recover sooner and not suffer from the torture of this disease.

After saying such words to the fourth uncle, Yang Ruoqing could say with certainty that Xiaojuan's weight in his mind was really very light.

To be immoral, if it weren't Xiaojuan but Juer and the others who were lying on the bed, the fourth uncle promised that it was not.

Having said that, it is already good that the fourth uncle can pay Xiaojuan the medical expenses and come to the clinic to accompany her after finishing her work every day, instead of throwing her away ruthlessly regardless of her life or death.

It can be considered as considering the love between "one night couple and a hundred nights of kindness".

"Uncle Fourth, when I leave later, I will go to the restaurant to say to Chef Zhou, asking Chen Biao's father to come to you in the afternoon, so don't leave the clinic." She said again.

Yang Huaming nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, wait until you leave, this bed is empty, I just happened to make up for it first."

Three words cannot be separated from sleep, and Yang Ruoqing is speechless.

...

The old doctor came over to do a careful examination for Dazhi, then prescribed some medicine, and asked Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang to take to the front hall to settle the entire medical expenses for the past few days in one go. Yang Ruoqing carried Dazhi to the carriage parked at the entrance of the clinic.

These days, the single-wheeled carts pushed by manpower are equivalent to bicycles in modern society.

A young woman was carrying a child over one year old on her back, and the child fell asleep.
Chapter completed!