Jiayin also stepped forward and gently put her arms around Young Master Ye's neck.
She originally thought that Young Master Ye adopted her as his goddaughter because he wanted to ask for a title for her, but she didn't expect that he would plan so far ahead.
They were protecting her with their lives and a lifetime of merit!
"Uncle is the best. Uncle will definitely win the battle, and then Fu Niu'er will take care of you in your old age."
Young Master Ye smiled, laboriously raised his hand, and patted her back. "Okay, but too many people are relying on you to support them in their old age. Remember to give your uncle the biggest and sweetest fruit when you're distributing it."
Hearing this, Old Lady Li wiped away her tears and couldn't help but laugh.
Jiayin blushed too; why couldn't she let go of the "retirement" joke? She was just a little kid; she couldn't exactly be expected to be his slave or offer herself to him!
Joking aside, the matter is settled.
Grandma Li continued, "If this isn't urgent, let's wait a bit. My eldest son's injury is almost healed. Once he's recognized as a member of the family, we'll have a proper banquet. At that time, Fu Niu will kowtow to you and serve you tea to formally acknowledge the marriage."
Young Master Li nodded, "I'll listen to you, Auntie, there's no rush. I need to recuperate, so I can stay home for two months."
"Alright, it's rare for you to rest for so long. Our village is great, but it's also very quiet. Don't worry about anything, just focus on getting better."
The old lady felt a pang of sympathy. Young Master Ye was only a few months younger than the second son, yet he was living such a tiring life, bearing so many burdens.
She casually touched Young Master Ye's forehead and was startled. "Oh dear, why does he have a fever again?"
Jiayin touched Young Master Ye's forehead; it was indeed burning hot.
Old Mrs. Li immediately called Dongmei to go find Doctor Zhang.
It was unclear whether Doctor Zhang hadn't slept for the past two days, but his eyes were frighteningly red. He reached out and lifted the blanket, unwrapping the bandages covering his wound.
The skin and flesh that had been stitched up were now swollen, and the sutures buried in the skin and flesh were faintly tinged with pus.
Jiayin's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly hugged Dongmei's neck, whispering a few words in her ear.
Dongmei stepped forward and said to Doctor Zhang, "Doctor Zhang, please remove the stitches quickly. The skin below has already healed, and the redness and swelling above are because the stitches couldn't grow into the skin."
"Nonsense, no stitches can grow into the skin. I knew this was just a temporary measure the other day. But I have to say, stitching the wound up like this is much better than leaving it open. At least the skin and flesh underneath are closed, and once the swelling on top is treated, everything will be fine."
While Dr. Zhang muttered to himself, his hands moved quickly. He cut the thread and began to pull it out. With the pus as lubricant, he pulled it out effortlessly.
But Young Master Ye still groaned in pain, his forehead covered in beads of sweat.
Grandma Li and Jiayin felt sorry for him, so they took a cloth and kept wiping his wounds while comforting him, "It'll be alright soon, very soon!"
Young Master Ye wanted to speak, but his lips trembled and he couldn't utter a word.
Jiayin ran to the end of the kang (heated brick bed), took out freeze-dried powder from her spatial storage, melted it in warm water, and carefully presented it to Young Master Ye.
"Uncle, drink it, and you'll get better."
Young Master Ye forced a smile and drank it all in a few gulps.
Fortunately, the cotton threads were all removed in no time.
Doctor Zhang quickly applied another layer of green ointment to the wound. The ointment had a particularly refreshing smell that invigorated everyone who smelled it.
Young Master Ye also breathed a sigh of relief, "This ointment is very cooling."
"Of course, that's my specialty," Doctor Zhang said proudly.
Seeing him like this, everyone praised him, which made him even happier.
Soon, the wound was treated, and Young Master Ye was covered in sweat.
Grandma Li and Dongmei helped wipe away the sweat and change into clean undergarments.
As Dr. Zhang yawned and was about to leave, Dongmei suddenly remembered something she had forgotten to say, and said, "Dr. Zhang, it is said that there is a membrane inside sheep intestines. After it dries, it can be used as thread to sew into the flesh without causing suppuration. Instead, it will grow together with the flesh."
"Really?" Doctor Zhang jumped for joy.
Sutures are incredibly effective for treating external injuries, but the sutures don't grow deep enough to penetrate the skin, leading to redness, swelling, and pus formation, which are difficult to treat.
If this problem can be solved, then everything will be foolproof!
He dashed out like a gust of wind, and needless to say, a new round of experiments began!
Grandma Li was worried that Young Master Ye would have a fever all night, so she had Jiayin sleep next door with her, so that she could lend a hand when Dongmei was too busy.
Fortunately, Dr. Zhang's ointment was reliable. He also drank the herbal decoction and took anti-inflammatory pills. With these three measures combined, Young Master Ye's low-grade fever subsided completely by the morning.
Jiayin counted the freeze-dried powder of a certain brand that boosts immunity stored in her space. There were seven or eight left. She made a tough decision, kept four as a backup, and gave the rest to Young Master Ye in several batches after diluting them with water.
The villagers get up early to go to work, and it's customary to ask at the gate of the courtyard, "Is Young Master Ye feeling better?"
The old lady happened to be going back to her neighbor's house to get something, and without hiding anything, she said, "Perhaps the wound isn't healing well, I had a fever again last night, but I'm feeling a little better now."
One of the villagers immediately said, "I've heard that pigeon soup is the best for healing wounds. Should we hunt down a few wild pigeons for Young Master Ye?"
"It would be best to find Liu the镖头 and his men; when it comes to hunting, we're no match."
“I know where there are wild pigeons. I saw a few when I went to cut down trees last time.”
As they were talking, they went to look for Li Laosi and Liu Biaotou.
In the afternoon, a cage appeared in the Ye family's courtyard, containing seven or eight pigeons that kept cooing.
Tao Hongying rushed back from the valley early in the morning, slaughtered the pigeons, and stewed them in a clay pot.
After consulting with the renowned physician Zhang, two more medicinal herbs were added, and finally, the medicine was served on Young Master Ye's dinner table.
Young Master Ye lay there, not having much of an appetite, but still drank two bowls.
Grandma Li watched with a smile, very happy, and said with a laugh, "Yes, that's how it should be, eat and drink more, so you can get better quickly."
Jiayin ran in from outside, carrying a faint fishy smell. She wanted to climb onto the kang (a heated brick bed), but her belly was too round, which would cause her to be inconvenienced, so she had to ask her grandmother for help.
"Grandma, help me!"
Grandma Li carried her granddaughter onto the kang (a heated brick bed) and chatted and laughed with Young Master Ye.
"Dr. Zhang bought two sheep from somewhere, only taking the intestines and giving the meat to Hongying. There were many people in the village, so Hongying simply made mutton soup. It was so delicious that customers from the valley were scrambling to buy it. It was really difficult to save a pot for each family. Fu Niu, that girl with a sweet tooth, clearly drank quite a bit."
Jiayin grinned, showing her little white teeth, rubbed her belly, and let out a burp, which made Young Master Ye and Old Lady Li laugh.
Li Lao Er came in from outside and greeted the old lady, "Mother, I'll keep Young Master Ye company. You should go back and have a hot meal."
Seeing that Young Master Ye looked well, the old lady was relieved, gave him a few words of advice, and went back.
Li Lao Er glanced at Jia Yin, the little girl lying next to Young Master Ye, playing with a jade pendant, her legs crossed, looking very comfortable.
He couldn't help but touch his niece's braids before saying, "Young Master Ye, I heard from my mother that you want to adopt Fu Niu as your goddaughter?"
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