Du Wanwan, a military doctor, overworked herself to death. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself branded a 'calamity star'—hated by everyone, facing a forced exodus, and expel...
Chapter 58 The Old Patriarch of Dujia Village Asks for Help
For several days, everyone walked peacefully, following the same principle every day: set out at dawn and rest in the evening.
The people from Huojia Village were in front, and the people from Dujia Village were behind.
After Big Bad Wolf came, the people in Dujia Village became well behaved and no longer dared to do anything naughty.
After spending these days together, they also realized that Du Wanwan really knew medical skills and was not just bluffing.
Several times they saw people from Huojia Village coming to her for medical treatment and medicine. The weather was getting colder and colder, and many elderly people caught colds because they had to sleep in the open air on the road.
The elderly people in Huojia Village received timely treatment and no one's condition worsened, but several elderly people in Dujia Village fell ill.
The respected old patriarch caught a cold and had a high fever, accompanied by mild vomiting and diarrhea.
In just two or three days, the old man collapsed and couldn't get up.
There are four sons and eight grandsons in the family. When Du Wanwan was judged to be a disaster and was to be beaten to death, they also participated.
The old patriarch drove away Du Jiang's family and did not try to keep them. Now that he was ill, he wanted his children and grandchildren to ask Du Wanwan to come and see him.
None of the four sons and eight grandsons took the initiative to ask for permission.
The eldest son said, "Dad! Just be patient! It will be fine in a few days."
The second son said, "Why invite the star of disaster? You might have passed away before you are cured."
The third son said, "Dad! I can't afford to lose that person. I've already kicked him out, so how can I go back to beg him? Is that fun?"
The fourth son was even more straightforward, muttering quietly: "When people get old, they will die anyway. What are you waiting for? It's better to follow the will of heaven and let go than to be tossed around on the road of escape."
The eight grandsons also gathered together to discuss the matter. They pushed each other and no one was willing to go to Du Wanwan, for fear of being beset by the disaster.
"Grandpa is really something. He is so scared of a little cold. My mother has already boiled some herbs for him to drink, but he still wants to go find that disaster star."
"The older I get, the more I fear death. Anyway, I won't ask that evil star for help. She hit me with a stone that day, and it hurts even now when I think about it."
"What if she gets upset and beats us up again? I won't go either. Whoever wants to go can go."
"You older ones don't go, so we younger ones won't go either."
The other three were younger than them and did not say anything. They just sat there and listened quietly. Grandpa’s illness was taken care of by the older ones and they did not have to worry about anything.
Knowing that his son and grandson did not go to Du Wanwan to treat his illness, the old patriarch suddenly became grief-stricken and lay in the car crying and shouting.
"Du Jiang! I was wrong. I shouldn't have kicked your family out of Du Village. I was wrong. Let Wanwan come and help me! I feel so bad! I'm going to die.
Wanwan! We, the people of Dujia Village, are sorry for you. You are a good child and a capable one. Look at the ancestor! The ancestor is really upset. "
Du Jiang and his family walked to the end of Huojia Village, and naturally heard what the old patriarch said. But he didn't dare to tell his daughter, because the villagers were all ferocious and wanted to beat his daughter to death.
Now that you are sick, it is really unacceptable to ask for mercy.
But the old patriarch is different from others. It was the old patriarch’s idea that allowed him to marry Yao Meixian.
Yao Meixian came here to beg for food from somewhere else. She had a grandfather with her. She came to their Dujia Village to beg for food. Her grandfather was very ill and had passed away.
The old patriarch arranged for someone to buy a straw mat for burial, and also found a good family for Yao Meixian to marry into.
There were several families who wanted to marry Yao Meixian at the beginning, but in the end the clan leader decided to give her to Du Jiang. Du Jiang was a simple and honest man who worked efficiently. His parents were kind and not cunning or unreasonable.
"Wan Wan! Go show it to the old patriarch!" Yao Meixian had received the old patriarch's kindness after all, and she felt bad when she heard him shouting at her. "The old patriarch helped a lot so that my mother could settle down in Dujia Village."
The original owner had never heard of this, and Du Wanwan had no impression of it in her mind. But seeing her mother's eyes full of tears, as if she was about to cry, she felt a little bit reluctant.
Seeing his daughter's expression relax, Du Jiang also pleaded: "If you can see it, please show it to the old patriarch. He played an indispensable role in your mother and I getting married. Without him, there might not be you."
Seeing that her father and mother looked about to cry, with miserable expressions and begging, Du Wanwan finally softened her heart.
Yaya received her subconscious in the space and gave her a bottle of potion containing spiritual spring water, anti-inflammatory drugs, anti-diarrhea drugs and so on.
Du Wanwan called Du Wenjun to push the cart, then waved to Du Wenhuo, put the potion in a broken bowl and handed it to him.
"Give it to the old patriarch to drink, and tell him to stop shouting and save some strength. I won't just stand by and watch, this is what our parents want."
Du Wenhuo looked unhappy and muttered, "I won't go. The grandson of that family is very fierce."
Du Wenguan volunteered: "Let's go together."
Fearing that her brother would suffer, Du Wanwan taught them a trick. The two men's eyes lit up instantly and they left with a smile.
Du Wenhuo was holding medicine in his hand. As soon as Du Wenguan walked into the crowd of Dujia Village, he immediately shouted, "Old Ancestor! Old Patriarch! We are here. What I am holding in my hand is the medicine, which was given to me by my eldest brother."
"Grandfather! My parents said that they were grateful to you for helping them back then, so they asked my eldest brother to prescribe medicine for you, but how are we going to deliver it?" Du Wenhuo's voice was very loud, "Will your family members beat us to death?"
When the old patriarch heard that Du Wanwan had brought him medicine, he struggled to sit up and said, "Let's see who dares to touch you. Don't be afraid, kid! Bring me the medicine."
The brothers Du Wenguan and Du Wenhuo walked over with broken bowls in their hands. The old patriarch held a very high status in the eyes of the people in Dujia Village. Once he spoke, few people dared to do anything on their own.
Du Wenhuo handed him the water in the broken bowl and said, "Old Patriarch! Please drink the medicine! My eldest brother said that once this medicine enters your stomach, your high fever will go away and you will not vomit or have diarrhea anymore."
"good!"
The old patriarch did not hesitate at all and drank from the broken bowl. He was already suffering from the cold and was almost dying, and his children and grandchildren did not care at all.
If he hadn't been so loud and called Du Jiang's family, he might have died from the disease. He didn't want to die on the road of escape and become a lonely ghost. He wanted to die in the place where he settled.
After all, it was considered as taking root and having a place to live. Who would remember him if he died in this desolate mountain?
The medicine was a little bitter and a little sweet. I don't know how Du Jiang's baby girl was made. After drinking the medicine, my stomach, which had been rumbling just now, suddenly stopped making noises, and the slight cramping gradually disappeared.
I started sweating all over my body. After a while, the high fever gradually subsided and the numbness and itchiness in my throat disappeared.
The nausea and discomfort were slowly fading away.
Looking at the departing backs of Du Wenhuo and Du Wenguan, the old patriarch's eyes became red at this moment.
He was really wrong. He shouldn't have driven Du Jiang's family out of Dujia Village. His daughter was really a miracle doctor. How long had it been since he finished drinking the medicine? All the discomfort in his body disappeared.
I felt relaxed all over my body. If I hadn't known that what I drank was medicine, I would have almost thought it was magic water.
How can there be such a good medicine in the world?
It really is a cure-all!
(End of this chapter)