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The room was quiet, and because of the silence, even a short moment passed very slowly.
The male protagonist still had no reaction.
After a moment, Yu Ying took action.
She walked slowly forward and stopped beside the bamboo couch.
She knew that the male protagonist would not respond to her, but she still asked: "I want to check your leg injury now. If you disagree, just say it. If you don't say it, I will assume that you agree."
If you don't say anything, I will assume that you agree. This sentence is applicable to both ancient and modern times. Although it is rogue, it is useful.
It was not until Yu Ying lifted the thin quilt that Fu Wei, who had kept his eyes closed, opened them and looked at her. His eyes were still cold, and there was a hint of disgust in them.
As long as he didn't say anything, Yu Ying would pretend not to see the disgust and that he didn't refuse.
When she lowered her head and reached out to lift the thin quilt, her wrist was suddenly grabbed.
Yu Ying was startled and looked at the hand that was pinching her wrist. It was a slender, white hand with distinct joints.
After a slight hesitation, she raised her head and met the male protagonist's dull and indifferent black eyes.
After thinking for a few breaths, she told him the current situation: "The current situation is that I know a little bit about medicine. You can either let me try while your leg is still alive and can be saved. Otherwise, you will live like this for the rest of your life."
Fu Wei's expression didn't change at all. He opened his thin lips slightly and said in a cold voice, "Get out."
Yu Ying frowned slightly, knowing that the original owner had a bad record and it was hard for him to believe that she really wanted to help him.
I can't use force on the male protagonist, so now I can only go back and think about it before making other plans.
Thinking of this, Yu Ying did not try to persuade him any further, but only requested: "Okay, let me go now, and I will leave."
The hero used to be both civil and military, but now he looks weak and frail, yet he has considerable hidden strength in his hands.
After a few breaths, Fu Wei let go of her hand and then closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
Yu Ying glanced at her wrist which had turned red from being grabbed, then looked at the handsome man, curled her lips, and then turned and left the room.
Outside the house, the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren came back with baskets on their backs. When they entered the yard, Fu An and his sister Fu Ning opened their eyes wide and looked at the much cleaner yard in surprise.
Mrs. Luo sensed that her two grandsons were not leaving, so she asked, "What's wrong?"
Fu An was surprised and said, "Someone helped us clean up the yard, pulled out the weeds, and swept up the leaves."
Upon hearing this, Luo frowned slightly.
Did someone clean up the yard for them?
There are not so many kind-hearted people in Lingshui Village.
If someone really cleaned up the yard, it could only be Yu.
But when I think about the fact that Yu has been in the Fu family for half a month, and she asked Fu An to wash her clothes and bring her food into the house, is it possible for such a lazy person to do this?
Just as she was thinking this, she vaguely saw a figure walking out of the thatched hut where Erlang was.
That figure looks familiar, who else could it be but Yu Shi?!
Mrs. Luo thought of Mrs. Yu's bad behavior, her heart tightened, her face became tense, and she shouted loudly: "What are you doing in there?!"
Yu Ying had just come out of the thatched hut when she suddenly heard the sound and was startled.
Yu Ying took a few breaths and was stunned when she saw the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren coming back.
Then her expression gradually calmed down, and she spoke calmly in the original owner's tone, "Of course, I want to heal your crippled son's leg. Since I can't even walk, I don't want a lame husband. But it's obvious that he doesn't want me to heal him even if he's crippled."
Having said that, he turned his head and glanced at the thatched cottage, pretending to be displeased and said: "Now you have no other options, so you might as well let me try my best. The worst result is just what we have now."
As she spoke, Yu Ying turned her gaze back to look at Luo, who had a slightly stunned expression. She retracted her gaze, picked up the tree trunk in front of the door, and walked back to the small thatched hut.
Luo came to her senses and thought that Yu might have bullied her youngest son. She hurriedly took a long bamboo stick to explore the way and quickly walked towards the thatched hut.
After entering the house, Luo couldn't see clearly, and didn't know what was happening to her youngest son, so she hurriedly asked, "Did Yu do anything bad to you?!"
Fu Wei opened his eyes, his eyes were indifferent, and he coldly spat out the word "no".
Hearing this, Luo Shi heaved a sigh of relief: "That's good, that's good. I shouldn't have left you home alone. Next time I'll let Fu An stay home with you."
Fu Wei didn't say anything else, his face remained cold and indifferent, as if he was not interested in anything.
Fu An glanced at his uncle and couldn't help but think of his uncle again.
My uncle was very cruel before. He not only insulted my grandmother, but also bullied my father and made him do hard labor instead of me. He would also bully my younger sister and me when my father and grandmother were not around.
Although he has no feelings for his current uncle who is good-looking and quiet, he is more willing to accept his current uncle than his previous uncle. At least this uncle will not insult his grandmother, nor will he beat or scold him and his sister.
Mrs. Luo didn't know how to get along with her son. After asking him clearly, she said she was going to make lunch and left the house.
The so-called lunch consisted of wild grass soup and wild grass cakes.
I had saved some money before, but I used it all to treat my youngest son's leg.
At first, when Mrs. Luo heard that her son was taken away by mistake, she could not accept it and even resisted it in her heart.
But later she heard that her own son's leg was broken, and the person who ordered it might be the son who was mistakenly adopted twenty years ago. Luo's heart was suddenly filled with mixed feelings.
Luo knew her adopted son's vicious temper and that he was capable of doing such a thing, so she gave up all thoughts of him and was left with only guilt towards her biological son.
Out of guilt, she spent all her savings just to cure her son's leg, but it was like a drop in the bucket and there was no improvement at all.
If there is a chance to cure her own son's leg, she would be willing to risk her life for it.
While pinching the wild vegetable dumplings, Mrs. Luo couldn't help but think of what Mrs. Yu had just said.
——The worst result is the current result, so we might as well try our best to save the situation.
Yu's father was an imperial physician. Although he made a misdiagnosis once, it did not negate his previous achievements.
Yu came from such a noble family, and with the influence of others, his medical skills might be better than those barefoot doctors in Yu County.
Lingshui Village is under the jurisdiction of Yu County, Cangwu County.
Cangwu County is a wild place, and Yu County is the most wild place in Cangwu County. Even capable people would not come to such a desolate place, so the doctors in the county town are only good at treating minor colds and fevers.
If the disease cannot be cured, a layer of oil and water will be scraped off first. When the oil and water are almost scraped off, people will be asked to prepare for the funeral.
How could we not know what kind of people they are?
If one is not desperate, who would grab this useless life-saving straw?
Now another life-saving straw appeared in front of her, and Luo Shi didn't know whether to grab it.
After the wild vegetable pancakes were ready, Mrs. Luo asked her grandson to bring them in to her son. She hesitated for a while, but still took two wild vegetable pancakes and groped her way into the house where she used to live.
Yu Ying was changing the medicine on her feet when she heard a noise at the door. She turned around and saw that it was Luo. She was not too surprised.
What I said in front of the house just now was deliberately said for Mrs. Luo to hear.
If Luo really cared about her own son, even if she didn't come looking for her today, she would come looking for her tomorrow.
Luo placed the wooden bowl on the firewood and hesitated for a moment before asking, "Can you really cure Erlang's leg?"
After Yu Ying changed the medicine, she said, "If you want me to treat him, there are conditions."
If she didn't ask for anything in return, Mrs. Luo would definitely not trust her.
Sure enough, after hearing this, Mrs. Luo's doubts were reduced a little. But then she thought about her family's poverty and her blindness, so what could she negotiate with Mrs. Yu about?
She was originally wary, but now she was apprehensive. Luo hesitated for a moment before saying, "I don't have a penny. All I have are these two shabby thatched huts. I may not be able to satisfy you with what you want."
Yu Ying smiled and said, "I don't expect you to give me money. What I want is the right to make decisions in this family and to be the head of this family."
Only if the Fu family cooperates can their current poverty situation be gradually improved.
Luo frowned and wondered, "Given our family's current situation, what difference does it make whether I'm the head of the family or not?"
"It's no different from you, but it's different from me. If you can agree to my request, I can not only help heal Erlang's legs, but maybe also your eyes."
Yu Ying grew up in a traditional Chinese medicine clinic, where her grandfather taught her everything he knew about medicine. During her time there, she learned far more than her peers.
Furthermore, during her university years, Yu Ying would return to her family's clinic every summer to help out. She often saw elderly people with poor eyesight or mobility issues coming to the clinic for treatment, so she became quite skilled in treating elderly eye problems.
Luo was stunned again. After a while, she said, "Just heal Erlang's leg. I don't care what happens to me."
Yu Ying thought for a moment and said in the original owner's tone, "That won't work. If you really go blind, who will serve me in the future? Besides, if you go blind in the future, do you still need me to serve you?"
Mrs. Luo was speechless and didn't know how to respond for a moment.
"You go out, wait until I have rested, and then I will show you two tomorrow."
Luo thought for a moment and wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing and turned and left the house.
Luo left the room, and Yu Ying also secretly let out a breath of air.
I wanted to cure someone's illness, but I never thought that persuading them to cure their illness would be more troublesome than prescribing the right medicine.
At this time, her stomach was rumbling with hunger. Yu Ying glanced at the bowl on the firewood, hopped over on one foot with her straw sandals on, and saw the dry wild grass cakes. She picked one up without being picky.
Although she was not picky, this wild grass pancake was really unpalatable.
Not only was it dry, it had no flavor other than bitterness and it was kind of throat-cutting.
She had originally thought of slowly improving her life, but now it seemed that she had to go to the city after her foot had recovered.
First, exchange the silver leaves for circulating silver coins, and then buy some necessities of life.
Salt is definitely necessary. Otherwise, if she continues to eat grass every day without any salt supplement, her body will become depleted like the three generations of the Fu family's ancestors and grandchildren. It will be difficult to recover even if she wants to.
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At dusk, Fu An brought some cold water into the house for his uncle to wipe his body, and then went out.
My uncle doesn't allow anyone to help him. He washes himself and even shaves himself in the morning. Apart from his eating and poor legs, he doesn't give anyone too much worry.
After waiting outside the house for about half an hour, Fu An heard two "dong dong" sounds of knocking on the bed. Then he lifted the curtain and went into the house to bring out the water.
When Mrs. Luo heard the sound of water pouring, she knew that her son had finished washing, so she groped her way into the house.
She sat down on the bamboo stool, and Fu Wei also sat on the bamboo bed. The mother and son were silent.
After a moment, Luo Madam spoke hesitantly, "Erlang, how about letting Yu Madam treat your leg?"
Fu Wei turned his head and looked at the gray-haired old woman. After a long silence, he finally spoke: "Whatever you want."
His voice was cold, without any ups and downs, and without any emotion.
He was so indifferent, as if the person he wanted to treat was not his leg.
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