After drinking the water, Zhao Xiaohua's condition obviously improved a lot. Combined with the several injections Chu Yue had given her before, the pain in her body gradually became more acute, and her eyes gradually regained their spirit.
Zhao Xiaohua seemed to have been pulled back from the gates of hell by Chu Yue. Except for her pale face, she looked much better.
She sat up and said to Chu Yue gratefully, "Doctor sister, I feel much better after drinking the water. My chest is no longer stuffy. Thank you for saving me."
After saying that, Zhao Xiaohua smiled at Chu Yue.
If she could have a rosy face, it would definitely be a very sweet smile.
Chu Yue touched her face with relief, "Xiaohua, you will get better."
Zhao Xiaohua nodded, turned around and pulled Zhao Dahu's hand, holding it tightly and said, "Brother, did you hear me? The doctor said I will be fine, don't worry about me, don't cry, crying is embarrassing."
Zhao Dahu's eyes were red, he nodded heavily, and made a "hmm" sound from deep in his chest.
After a brief conversation, Chu Yue quickly discovered that of the brother and sister, Zhao Dahu was dull, thick-skinned and had little emotional intelligence, but was full of strength. On the contrary, Zhao Xiaohua, who was only five years old, behaved very calmly, like a little adult, even though she had just experienced life and death.
When she was in pain, she would help Zhao Dahu wipe his tears.
I just felt a little better and immediately thanked Chu Yue.
The little child has a childish voice and speaks in a baby tone, but he says the most sensible things, which is really heartbreaking.
Chu Yue remembered a sentence: This family will fall apart without me.
If Zhao Xiaohua was no longer in this family, there would only be Zhao Dahu, a stupid guy, who might get cheated by someone in the future without even knowing how to count his money.
While the brother and sister were talking in a low voice, a villager soon came over with a packet of Chinese medicine in his hand, saying that he was coming to deliver the medicine to Chu Yue on the orders of Doctor Zhou.
"Thank you for making the trip."
Chu Yue expressed her gratitude, opened the medicine bag and smelled it. It was a revised prescription with turmeric added and the dosage changed according to Zhao Xiaohua's body.
Zhao Xiaohua shook Zhao Dahu's hand and said, "Brother, go light a fire. We need to boil the medicine."
"Okay, I'll go right away."
Zhao Dahu responded blankly, then immediately stood up to light a fire and prepare the medicine pot.
When Chu Yue was boiling the medicine, she used the water in her kettle, boiling three bowls of water into one bowl, hoping that Zhao Xiaohua could get better faster. Chu Yue felt sorry for this sensible child.
During this period, Doctor Hao, who had been up all night, could no longer hold on. He sat on the chair in Zhao's house, holding a crutch in his hand, and fell asleep in a daze.
At that time, Chu Yue and Zhao Dahu were boiling medicine outside and didn't pay attention to what was happening inside the house.
Zhao Xiaohua saw the little child get down from the bed, barely tall enough for his feet to touch the ground.
She grabbed a blanket in her small hands and held it carefully, but one end of the blanket still fell to the ground. She walked gently towards Doctor Hao step by step.
She covered Doctor Hao with a blanket.
Because she was not tall enough and not strong enough, the weak Zhao Xiaohua could only pull one corner, then the other, trying to cover it up. She did not want to wake up Doctor Hao, so it was very difficult.
When Chu Yue walked over, she happened to see this scene.
She helped and covered Doctor Hao with a blanket, then bent down, picked up Zhao Xiaohua and took her back into the house.
Chu Yue asked softly, "Xiao Hua, why did you get out of bed?"
Zhao Xiaohua leaned carefully on Chu Yue's white coat, turned her head with her dark eyes, glanced at Doctor Hao again, and then, under Chu Yue's gentle gaze, spoke softly.
"That grandpa looks like dad."
Upon hearing this, Chu Yue immediately thought of the old man she had dissected not long ago.
The old man did not look like Doctor Hao, but they were of similar age, had the same gray hair, the same wrinkles, and the same white beard.
In the eyes of a child, these similarities are enough.
Perhaps once, when the old man was still alive, he would rest on a chair at the door in between busy farm work, and fall asleep while sitting there.
All this brought back Zhao Xiaohua's memories.
"Xiaohua, you miss your daddy, right? Now it's just the two of us, if you're sad, just cry."
A gentle word of comfort was like a warm current flowing slowly through Zhao Xiaohua's heart, just like the feeling when she drank the first sip of water from Chu Yue's hand.
Zhao Xiaohua's eyes suddenly turned red.
She leaned on Chu Yue's neck, sobbing and crying.
That's Daddy... Daddy is dead...
The father who had been holding her, talking to her and feeding her just a moment ago suddenly fell to the ground and never stood up again.
Everyone said that Daddy was dead, but he was clearly holding her hand just now.
“Wuwuwu… Wuwuwu…”
Zhao Xiaohua's tears fell on Chu Yue's clothes, making the collar wet.
Chu Yue didn't say many words of comfort. She reached out and patted the little girl's back again and again, allowing her to vent her inner fear and grievances.
During this time, there were footsteps outside the door. It should be Zhao Dahu coming to take a look at the situation.
At this time, Doctor Hao opened his eyes, grabbed Zhao Dahu's arm, and shook his head at him.
Zhao Dahu stood outside the door worriedly, watching Chu Yue holding Zhao Xiaohua and pacing around the room again and again, like a mother holding a baby, comforting the baby not to cry.
The rough man seemed to understand something at this moment.
He did not go in again, but turned around to continue to boil the medicine. As Chu Yue said, he had to use a low fire and boil it slowly, and not let the water dry up. He had to keep an eye on it, because this was something that could save Zhao Xiaohua's life.
A long time passed like this.
Zhao Xiaohua had cried enough and her tears had stopped, but her hiccups hadn't stopped yet and she was still sobbing.
Her little hand touched Chu Yue's collar and whispered, "Doctor sister, it's wet here..."
She bit her little mouth, feeling a little guilty.
Chu Yue smiled gently, "It's okay, it will be done later. Xiaohua, do your eyes hurt?"
Zhao Xiaohua blinked and nodded gently, "A little bit."
Chu Yue put her down, "Xiao Hua, close your eyes."
Chu Yue reached out and helped her press the acupoints around her eyes, which could relieve the discomfort caused by the swollen eyes.
Seeing that Zhao Xiaohua had calmed down a lot, he continued to ask.
"Xiaohua, do you still remember what happened during the meal that day?"
"I remember."
"What did you eat?"
"Dad took me with him. He said the village chief was treating us to a meal and there were lots of delicious food..."
Old man Zhao could sit at the main table, but Zhao Xiaohua did not have this qualification. In order to let Zhao Xiaohua have a bite of good food, Old man Zhao held Zhao Xiaohua on his lap. Even though others said that it was inappropriate for a girl to sit at the table, Old man Zhao still did not let go.
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