"Doctor Yang, are you really okay?"

Looking at the blood that Chen Fushun just vomited, there were clearly fragments of internal organs.

"It's okay, it's just some blood clots in my body."

Hu Zi drove the ox cart, accompanied and escorted by Chen Erxi and several militiamen, and slowly disappeared in the wind and snow.

"Doctor Yang, how much is it? I'll give it to you."

Chen Erxi's daughter-in-law asked timidly.

"I didn't take any medicine, so I won't charge you for the consultation."

Yang Baiyi was willing to treat the old anti-Japanese fighter, and he didn't care about the money.

"Erxi's, your uncle's bedding has been taken out. You can take it home and hang it up to dry. I'll be back first."

Only when the ox cart was no longer visible did Chen Fuzhong turn around and give instructions to his daughter-in-law.

The person lying on the ox cart was his own brother, how could he not be worried?

"Dad, let's eat at home at noon today. I'll make you some cornmeal pancakes."

Erxi's wife tried to persuade him to stay.

"You haven't given me any less food than I should have. I'd better go back and eat. Captain, Doctor Yang, thank you for your help today."

Chen Fuzhong looked again in the direction where the ox cart disappeared, and walked into the wind and snow with his hands behind his back.

"Speaking of Erxi and his wife, they do a really good job. They usually deliver three meals a day to the old man, and they even run around to take care of him when the old man is sick.

Even Uncle Fushun’s allowance is still in the old man’s hands. Uncle Fushun gave it to them several times, but the couple refused to accept it.

The couple said that the allowance was earned by Second Uncle with his life, and no one can touch the money until Second Uncle dies. Second Uncle can use it however he wants."

On the way back, Chen Baiwang was still praising Erxi and his wife for how filial they were.