Outside the Sun family's house, the sound of coughing, sometimes deep and sometimes shallow, could be heard from afar. Sun Miao'er quickened her pace and entered the kitchen.
Grandma Sun leaned weakly against the wooden plank, but when she saw a man follow her granddaughter into the house, her heart clenched. "Miao'er, why did you bring a man back? It won't be good if others see this!"
Fu Yuchi put down the bamboo basket and rearranged the medicinal herbs that had been scattered by the road. Then she looked up and said, "Grandma Sun, don't you even recognize me?"
Grandma Sun looked up suddenly and recognized him. "You are... Yu Chi?"
She recognized him. How could she not remember this child? More than ten years ago, when the old man of the Sun family was still alive, Fu Yuchi was carried back from the mountains by the old man of the Sun family.
Why did you come back to Fushui Village?
Grandma Sun was puzzled. It was she and her husband who had seen him off back then. When did he reappear in Fushui Village? Or perhaps she had rarely gone out in recent years and knew very little about what was happening in the village, so she didn't know that there was such a person in the village.
Fu Yuchi bowed with his hands clasped, "I left in a hurry back then and didn't have time to thank Grandma Sun for her kindness. If I hadn't run into your granddaughter today, I wouldn't have known that you were already seriously ill."
Sun Miao'er was initially confused, but after a while she understood. It turned out that this Doctor Fu was an old acquaintance of her grandmother. When her grandfather was still alive, the couple had done Doctor Fu a favor. In that case, things would be much easier to handle.
"You were about the same age as Miao'er back then, and now you've grown so tall. It's a pity that the old man will never see you again." Old Mrs. Sun sighed with regret. Many years ago, Old Mr. Sun carried a boy covered in blood back from the mountains, but he didn't dare bring him home for fear that Jin would find out. So he could only secretly hide him in the small earthen house where he guarded the medicinal herb field.
With his rudimentary medical skills and some folk remedies passed down from his ancestors, Old Man Sun managed to wake up the seriously injured and unconscious boy.
When Fu Yuchi woke up, he was not in a clear mind. He only remembered his own name, but he knew nothing about his background or experiences.
After about two or three days of rest, the boy insisted on leaving. The couple saw that the boy was dressed in fine clothes and knew that he was not a farmer like them. Fearing that he might cause trouble, they sent him out of the village.
"Yes, after leaving Fushui Village, I didn't know where to go. Later, I met a traveling doctor and learned some medical skills from him. A couple of years ago, I wandered around and came back to Fushui Village. The earthen house next to the medicinal herb field was gone. Things had changed. I saw Grandpa Sun's grave at the medicinal herb field again."
You could hear a hint of disappointment in Fu Yuchi's voice, because he hadn't had a chance to repay his benefactor for saving his life. But for him, even if he had survived, the real him would have died long ago in the massacre that wiped out his family.
Sun Miao'er figured out the complicated history between them. "Grandma, I invited Doctor Fu to treat you. Can't we talk about our past later?"
"Alright, alright, let's see the doctor, let's see the doctor, we'll do as Miao'er says." Grandma Sun nodded repeatedly.
Fu Yuchi took Grandma Sun's pulse, his expression shifting from calm to slightly grave. "When did Grandma Sun start coughing?"
Judging from her pulse, Grandma Sun's vital energy was severely depleted. However, according to the Grandma Sun that Fu Yuchi had met back then, she was a strong and healthy woman with a solid foundation. What had she gone through over the years to cause such a good body to deteriorate to this state?
"It's been seven or eight years. I've had this illness since my husband passed away." Grandma Sun counted on her fingers, but she couldn't remember exactly how many years it had been.
Fu Yuchi pushed aside the herbs in the bamboo basket, and at the bottom was a medicine box. He opened the medicine box and took out a row of fine needles.
Sun Miao'er watched intently from the side. Was this the legendary acupuncture treatment? She had only seen it on TV before, and she never thought she would have the opportunity to witness it in person.
"It dragged on for seven or eight years without treatment."
Fu Yuchi took out the finest silver needle, lifted Grandma Sun's wrist, found the web between her thumb and forefinger, probed down a few inches, and inserted the needle at the starting point of her wrist.
"Is that all?" Sun Xiaoman blurted out.
Fu Yuchi methodically placed a few more needles near the silver needle and explained, "This is the Taiyuan acupoint, which governs the lung meridian. Grandma Sun's illness was not serious to begin with, but it was because it had been delayed for too long, damaging her heart and lungs. Once the heart and lungs are damaged, a person will naturally feel weak and powerless. And the heart and lungs are the foundation of a person. If this continues, it will be difficult to cure without the help of a doctor."
He explained it in detail, and Sun Miao'er listened attentively, realizing that acupuncture was indeed so miraculous.
After a few needles, Grandma Sun's cough suddenly stopped, and her wheezing was not as bad as before.
"However, this illness cannot be cured in one session. After all, it is a chronic disease that has been accumulating for many years. I will give Grandma Sun acupuncture today, and then again in three days, then five days, then seven days. The interval between each acupuncture session will be gradually extended. When she is completely cured, she will no longer need acupuncture."
Fu Yuchi put away the needles and returned the medicine box to its original place. All her movements were smooth and seamless. The bamboo basket was exactly the same as the one Sun Miao'er had seen before.
"Yu Chi, have you settled down in Fushui Village? Do you have any other plans for the future?"
Grandma Sun couldn't hide her gossipy nature. By calculation, Fu Yuchi must be twenty-five or twenty-six. In their Fushui Village, with such a top-notch appearance and being a doctor, he would probably have had matchmakers wearing down his doorstep long ago.
"Grandma, Doctor Fu is here to treat you. Why are you asking these questions?"
Sun Miao'er felt embarrassed. It was inappropriate for her to pry into other people's private affairs, making it difficult for her to act as the middleman.
Fu Yuchi didn't feel offended at all and was very polite. "Yuchi has never thought about settling down and starting a family. Yuchi's parents passed away many years ago. Now Yuchi is all alone and feels very relaxed."
"I see. Well, that's good. I'm getting more and more confused about the temperament of young people these days. Look at Miao'er, she doesn't act like a proper young lady at all. I wonder what kind of family I'll have to find for her in the future!" Old Mrs. Sun had her own thoughts. Sun Miao'er's background was pitiful. She originally thought Fu Yuchi would be a good choice, but now that she heard about her orphaned status, she had to consider it.
After all, Miao'er has suffered for more than ten years, and we must find her a reliable husband.
"Grandma, what are you saying about me? I'm not in a hurry to get married. You're not in good health, and Xiaoman and Xiaoning are still young. What will you do if I get married?" Sun Miao'er's face flushed slightly. How could she not understand what Grandma Sun meant? Wasn't this rushing to send her own granddaughter into someone else's arms?
However, one person might be willing to take the hit, while the other might not even want to lift a finger!
Looking at Fu Yuchi's detached and indifferent appearance, she didn't think he was in a hurry to get married. Besides, there were many people in the village who were better off than the Sun family. Sun Miao'er was at most good-looking, but she was weak and frail, with hardly any flesh on her body. Who would want her?
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