Bi Qiao’an lay motionless in the icy snow, watching helplessly as the falling flakes slowly buried her. As her consciousness faded, her mind drifted back to the three arduous years she had spent ...
Chapter 268 It Can Still Be Saved
Shen Yanming took the paper bag from Bi Qiaoan and followed Zeng Yiming to the ward.
However, before leaving, Bi Qiaoan handed his cell phone to Shen Yanming.
"What?" Shen Yanming was a little confused.
"It's okay, just take it and return it to me when you come back." Bi Qiaoan said softly.
Chen Yan knew that something was wrong, but Zeng Yiming was right next to him, so he couldn't ask too much. He could only obediently put the phone in his pocket and followed Zeng Yiming into the inpatient department.
The single room was very clean. Zeng's mother was lying on the bed with an oxygen mask on her face, an IV bottle hanging on her arm, and an electrocardiogram machine connected to her body.
Zeng's father was always by her side, reading to her and telling her stories.
Her face was so pale that it seemed as if there was no trace of blood, her eyelids drooped slightly, and when she saw Shen Yanming, her lips moved a few times, but no sound came out.
"My mother is saying hello to you. When I told her yesterday that my friend was coming to see her, she was so happy that she couldn't sleep much at night." Zeng Yiming said with a smile.
Shen Yanming nodded, walked to the bed, smiled and said to Zeng's mother: "Hello, Auntie, I am Yiming's friend, my name is Shen Yanming, I came here specially to visit you today, I hope you can recover soon, you must cheer up, Yiming is still waiting for you to find him a wife."
Zeng's mother's mouth corners slightly raised, but tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.
When Shen Yanming saw Zeng's mother's finger slightly raised and pointed at Zeng Yiming, he said, "Don't worry, if he has difficulties in the future, I will do my best to help him, but you must also have confidence. Yiming is looking for a new treatment for you. Only when you are by his side can he feel at ease."
Zeng Yiming also hurried forward, holding his mother's hand and said, "Mom, even if it's for me, you have to hold on, okay? I'll listen to you. As long as you recover, I'll find a partner to marry, what do you say?"
Zeng's mother nodded, and Zeng Yiming continued, "Mom, I have actually found a way to save you. It only takes a while, and then we can go home."
When Zeng's mother heard her son say this, a light flashed in her eyes. She nodded to indicate that she understood, then closed her eyes.
"My mother is tired." Zeng Yiming said.
Shen Yanming nodded, and left the ward with Zeng Yiming, followed closely by Zeng's father.
Shen Yanming took out a small medicine bottle from his pocket, handed it to Zeng Yiming, and said, “There are about thirty pills in it. I discussed it with a famous old Chinese doctor in Hai City. It is said to be suitable for the symptoms. You can give it to your mother’s attending doctor for a look. If there is no problem, give it to your aunt.
However, I have to remind you that this medicine can only prevent the disease from getting worse. You will still need medical treatment and recuperation in the future. Also, if something unexpected happens, I hope you can understand. "
Zeng Yiming nodded, "I know, I know. It's because her condition deteriorated too quickly that the doctor said there's no cure. If it can be controlled, there's still a chance of saving her.
We are all doing our best to save her. If mom really can't make it in the end, that's her fate, and we won't be ungrateful."
Zeng's father also wiped his tears and said, "Xiao Shen, thank you for running around for us. It is a blessing for Yiming to have a friend like you.
Don't worry, we discussed it yesterday and agreed to give the old woman a try on the new medicine. If it works, she can still survive. Without this medicine, she will die."
Zeng's father took out a piece of paper from his pocket, handed it to Shen Yanming and said, "This is the guarantee that Yiming and I signed for you. We know that you must have considered it carefully before you can lend a helping hand, but it is precisely because of this that we cannot let you have any worries.
Don't worry, as long as the medicine is fine, Yiming and I won't blame you no matter whether the old woman can survive in the future."
Shen Yanming didn't act pretentiously. He took the letter of guarantee and took a look at it. Seeing that it was written in great detail, he nodded and put it away.
Then he handed the paper bag in his hand to Zeng Yiming and said, "There are red dates, millet, and brown sugar in it. When Auntie gets better, you can make some for her.
There are two ginsengs in the gift box, one fresh and one processed. You can ask the doctor later. If your aunt can drink ginseng soup now, stew the fresh one for her nourishment. If she can't, ask a master chef to process it for her.
I also thought that fresh ginseng has higher nutritional value and is easier to exert its medicinal effects, so I asked someone to find it for me. However, fresh ginseng is difficult to store, so make sure it doesn’t go bad.”
Zeng Yiming quickly opened the box and saw two ginsengs with intact roots lying in the box. He didn't know the age of ginseng, but it seemed that these two were very thick and should not be ordinary ones.
"Thank you, thank you, this gift is really precious!" Zeng Yiming's voice was a little choked. He has really experienced the fickleness of human nature during this period of time.
"It's okay, as long as I can help you!" Shen Yanming patted his shoulder and comforted him.
Zeng's father was also a little excited when he saw the gift that Shen Yanming brought. He patted his son on the back and said, "Take Xiao Shen home and sit for a while. I'll go ask the doctor."
Zeng Yiming nodded, handed the medicine bottle and gift box to his father, and left with the millet and brown sugar.
"Can your father do it alone?" Shen Yanming asked.
"My mother's attending physician is a relative of mine and an expert in the relevant field, so there shouldn't be any problem."
Shen Yanming nodded and said no more.
After driving with Zeng Yiming to his home, Shen Yanming was stunned. Why was the house so empty? It was completely inconsistent with his impression of Zeng Yiming.
"I'm sorry to embarrass you." Zeng Yiming said somewhat embarrassedly.
"No, no, but I feel like your house shouldn't be like this!" Bi Qiaoan said with a smile.
"My dad used many of the furnishings at home to exchange for nutritional supplements for my mom. If you hadn't brought these, my mom would probably have gone without food." Zeng Yiming said helplessly.
"How is that possible? Don't you have connections?"
"See, you misunderstood me too!
Speaking of which, my family originally had some food, but in order to let my mother eat something better, my father exchanged sweet potatoes, corn and other things for chickens, ducks, fish and eggs from others. The food went out in a rush, and I didn't see much good stuff in return.
Maybe he saw me often dealing with things, so he didn't take the food seriously. But he didn't know that those things I dealt with were not food.
I only have some skills in dealing in some fruits and dried fruits, which are of high price and low yield. It's because the food is not enough to fill my stomach. Of course, those that fill my stomach are not mine.
But my dad doesn’t know, and he didn’t tell me when he did these things. If he had mentioned them to me, I would definitely not have let him do it. It would have been better for me to find a way to exchange them for fruits and nuts.”