Chapter 32: Pain

After arriving in the kitchen, Ling Yao took the vegetables and meat she bought out of the bamboo basket, and then went to the well outside to wash her hands.

She came to the stove, opened the lid of the pot, and saw a bowl of braised pork, braised eggplant, and a bowl of tomato egg soup. The tempting aroma made her salivate. She raised her lips slightly and took the dishes out and brought them to the table. After serving

a bowl of rice, Ling Yao picked up the dishes and put them in her mouth. The braised pork was fat and lean, tender and juicy, and melted in her mouth. The eggplant was soft and delicious, absorbing the freshness of the gravy, and was delicious. The tomato egg soup was sour and sweet, refreshing and appetizing, which greatly increased her appetite. Feeling the familiar taste, Ling Yao felt very happy.

After dinner, Ling Yao was about to go to her room to read for a while. She would start school in a week, and she had to hurry up to review all the books.

"Yaoyao, come over and help." Ling Xuemei's voice came from outside.

"Okay, I'll be right up." Ling Yao walked quickly to the infirmary in front.

In the infirmary, Ling Xuemei was busy giving injections and dispensing medicines to the villagers. Seeing this, Ling Yao hurried forward to help.

"Doctor Ling, please save my Shunzi, he has peanuts stuck in his throat." Aunt Ma ran in crying, holding her grandson anxiously.

Ling Xuemei was giving an injection to a villager, "I'll be right there."

"Mom, leave it to me." Ling Yao stepped forward and held out her hand, "Auntie Ma, give me Shunzi."

"Oh." Auntie Ma quickly handed Shunzi to Ling Yao.

Ling Yao took Shunzi and immediately performed first aid using the Heimlich maneuver.

She hugged Shunzi from behind with both hands, clenched one hand into a fist, and held the other hand with the fist, and used the base of the fist to press against Shunzi's upper abdomen. She quickly and forcefully punched Shunzi's upper abdomen, once, twice, three times...

With Ling Yao's unremitting efforts, Shunzi finally spit out the peanuts in his mouth.

Ling Yao handed Shunzi back to Auntie Ma, "Auntie Ma, he's fine now."

Auntie Ma was filled with gratitude and kept saying, "Thank you, thank you, Ling Yao. If it weren't for you, I really don't know what to do. You are a great benefactor to our family."

Ling Yao smiled and shook her head, "Auntie Ma, you're welcome. This is what I should do."

Ling Xuemei looked at Ling Yao in confusion, as if thinking about something. When did Yaoyao learn this way of saving people? She felt that Yaoyao had changed a lot since she fell on the mountain. But no matter how Yaoyao changed, she was still her daughter. As long as Yaoyao was happy, she would be happy.

Ling Yao also noticed Ling Xuemei's gaze, but she didn't intend to hide it. She wanted to let her mother know that she had grown up and was capable of standing on her own.

At night, after reading a book for a while, Ling Yao entered the space.

Since she had the space, she would come in every night.

After walking around the medicinal field, Ling Yao suddenly felt refreshed, as if all the pores in her body were open, breathing in the air around her to her heart's content.

She found that a layer of black ash had floated on her body again. These black ash should be the impurities discharged from her body.

She had read quite a few novels before, and the spaces in the novels basically had spiritual springs. The spiritual spring is a magical spring that can cleanse a person's marrow and bones, and transform them into a new person. Although there is no spiritual spring in her space, it seems to have such an effect, otherwise the impurities in her body will not be discharged.

Thinking of this, Ling Yao showed a happy smile on her face.

After Ji Yuanming returned to Beijing, he immediately returned to the Ji family and handed the ginseng bought from Huayitang to the guard at home, asking him to cut a few slices every day for Ji Yanting to soak in water. Although he knew that this ginseng could not heal Ji Yanting's legs, it would be good to have some effect.

"Dad!" Ji Yuanming came to Ji Yanting's room.

Ji Yanting put the photos in his hand into the box and looked at Ji Yuanming, "Now that you are back, is there any news about them?" There was a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Ji Yuanming shook his head, "I asked people to check but couldn't find any information about them, but I have asked the TV station to issue a missing person notice, so there should be news soon."

The light in Ji Yanting's eyes went out instantly, and he looked at the photo in the box with a dim gaze, "Xuemei, where are you?" He really missed her so much.

"Knock knock knock!" There was a gentle knock on the door.

Then the guard came in with a cup of tea. He came to Ji Yanting, "Chief! Your ginseng tea." The previous ginseng had been brewed, so he cut a whisker from the ginseng that the eldest master had just given him and put it in the cup.

"Leave it there." Ji Yanting was not in the mood to drink tea now. He just wanted to know where his wife and daughter were.

"Dad! Drink some ginseng tea first, and there will be news." Ji Yuanming advised. He also wanted to help his father find news about his wife and daughter as soon as possible, but he knew the hope was too slim.

"Drink later, you go out first." Ji Yanting wanted to be alone.

Ji Yuanming nodded helplessly, turned and walked out of the room.

Ji Yanting picked up the photo again, looking at the smiling woman in the photo, his eyes slowly became gentle, "Xuemei, I miss you so much, where are you?"

A tear fell, splashed on the photo, and immediately stained it.

Ji Yanting wiped the tears from the photo in a panic, but his movements were very gentle, as if it was a rare treasure.

The next morning, Ji Yanting was awakened from his dream by pain. He opened his eyes, his eyes were full of incredible expressions. Since his leg injury, he has lost sensation in both legs. Even if someone stabbed his legs with a knife, he would not feel pain. But today he felt pain. Is there still hope for his legs?

"Dad! Are you awake?" A knock on the door, accompanied by Ji Yuanming's voice, came from outside the door. Every morning, as long as Ji Yuanming was at home and the weather was good, he would push him outside to bask in the sun.

"Come in." Ji Yanting felt that his legs were getting more and more painful, as if someone was hitting them with a hammer.

Ji Yuanming pushed the door open and noticed Ji Yanting's ugly expression at a glance, "Dad, what's wrong with you?" He quickly ran to the bed and asked anxiously.

"My legs hurt." Ji Yanting pointed to his legs. He didn't know whether leg pain was good or bad.

"I'll call the doctor." Ji Yuanming quickly picked up the phone on the bedside table and called.

The doctor came quickly. After a careful examination, the doctor's face was full of incredible expressions, "Chief Ji's legs have improved. It may be cured. Did you give Chief Ji any medicine?"

"Medicine?" Ji Yuanming thought for a moment, "I just gave my dad some ginseng tea."

"Ginseng tea?" The doctor frowned slightly, thought for a moment and said, "Ginseng is warm in nature and can replenish vital energy. Under normal circumstances, it would not have such a strong medicinal effect. Can you show me the ginseng?"