Zhou Weiguo pondered for a moment and then said, "I will try to find that person, or get that medicine. When the time comes, I will ask Doctor Sun for help."
Doctor Sun nodded and said, "If you really find that medicine, you can come to me anytime, even in the middle of the night!"
Zhou Weiguo was speechless. Unless it was absolutely necessary, how could he come to the house in the middle of the night?
However, is the medicine really effective for my father-in-law's illness? I don't know how much Jiang Shixun still has.
If it was too little, he wouldn't have the face to ask Jiang Shixun for medicine.
Zhou Weiguo sent Doctor Sun away with mixed feelings, and then told Mr. Zhou about Doctor Sun's discovery.
The old man thought for a moment and asked him, "How is Lao Xu now?"
"It's still the same. The situation isn't good." Zhou Weiguo sighed. "He's awake, but his reactions are slow. He's not feeling well either. He's showing signs of hemiplegia. He needs to remain in the hospital for observation."
Old Master Zhou was naturally unhappy to hear that his former comrade had become like this.
So he finally said, "Take some gifts and go see Jiang Shixun and ask him if he still has that medicine. If he's willing to give it to us, we'll buy it. If he's not willing, don't force him."
Zhou Weiguo nodded: "I know."
He knew that going to the door to ask for medicine was actually asking for it. But he couldn't just stand by and watch his father-in-law lying in bed and his mother-in-law and wife becoming increasingly haggard.
I can only shamelessly go to their house and try.
If Jiang Shixun had extra medicine, everyone would be happy.
Zhou Weiguo did not dare to delay and quickly went to the store to buy gifts, and then took a bus to the Red Star Production Team.
He walked so fast that by the time he got there, it was exactly noon.
Zhou Weiguo didn't feel comfortable going to Jiang's house for a free meal, so he deliberately ate at a restaurant in town, and waited patiently for a while before going to Jiang's house.
When he arrived, Jiang Shixun and Tang Yulan were both at home.
Instead, Jiang Shiyun and Jiang Shiyi went to the health center to teach the "students" there.
They will be leaving soon, and the village needs a doctor, so I can only squeeze out as much time as possible to teach them more.
After Zhou Weiguo knocked on the door, Jiang Shixun opened the door for him. As soon as he saw him, he had some guesses in his mind.
He calmly invited Zhou Weiguo in. After some pleasantries, Zhou Weiguo brazenly told me his real purpose: "Comrade Jiang, Ayong's attending physician said his wound healed too quickly and asked me what medicine he had taken before.
I fooled him, but I was still a little worried, so I took Ayong home and asked an old doctor to see him. The old doctor said that the medicine Ayong was taking was very good and might be effective for my father-in-law's illness, so I...
I'd like to ask, Comrade Jiang, how many of these pills can you spare? I'd like to buy some and try them. To be honest, my father-in-law recently had a cerebral hemorrhage and is in a critical condition. If I don't have good medicine, he might become corrupted."
He didn't mention that Mr. Xu had been on the battlefield and was a veteran hero. If he had said that, it would have been seen as moral kidnapping.
Zhou Weiguo would never do such a thing as repaying kindness with enmity.
Jiang Shixun was a little surprised. He quickly said, "This is a wound medicine. Can it really cure cerebral hemorrhage? I'm afraid it's not suitable for this condition."
Zhou Weiguo sighed. "I don't think it's quite right either. That's what the old doctor said. But he's not entirely sure. Since we don't have the medicine, we can't be sure of its effectiveness."
"This..." Jiang Shixun hesitated. He had the medicine, but should he give it to him?
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