The holy, beautiful and brilliant light of the Goddess of Joy shines upon the earth~
Upon hearing this, Jiang Shuyao immediately took out half a bottle of antipyretic medicine from the space under the cover of her pocket. In later generations, people usually buy some common medicines at home, such as antipyretic medicine, cold medicine, and fire-reducing medicine.
"Borrow some water."
The barefoot doctor's eyes lit up when he saw Jiang Shuyao take out a row of western medicines, but he could not read, or rather, he knew only a few words. He learned some traditional Chinese characters when he was young, and later switched to simplified Chinese. He was also old, and he could only recognize a few of them after taking the literacy class. He could prescribe western medicines because there were only two or three kinds of them on the list, and the dosage was small, so he memorized them all.
He didn't understand the medicine in Jiang Shuyao's hand. The antipyretic medicine given by the commune didn't seem to look like this. However, it was a long time ago. It was the first time antipyretic medicine was given, and there was no more after that. Therefore, the barefoot doctor had forgotten what the antipyretic medicine looked like.
"I bought this from the city. Older children can eat half a piece, and two quarters are enough for smaller children. I crush it into powder and feed it to the child first." Jiang Shuyao gave the barefoot doctor a brief explanation.
The barefoot doctor agreed when he heard this. He thought that there must be more kinds of medicine in big cities, and it was nothing strange if he had never seen them before. He quickly went to help get the wooden pestle to crush the medicine.
Hao Yuanchao placed the two children on the bed and said, "Give them their medicine first. I'll get my bike over. We have to get the kids to the hospital."
Jiang Shuyao nodded, meaning the same thing. Although the fever-reducing medicine was fast-acting and had few side effects, the child was so young and fragile that she couldn't rest assured if she didn't take him to the hospital.
However, it would take an hour or two to get to the town. Although it was a summer night, the wind was strong. Jiang Shuyao put the child on the bed and chased after him. Seeing that no one was following her, she said to Hao Yuanchao, "Bring the wine and blankets." With a wave of her hand, a small jar of wine and two blankets appeared in front of him.
Hao Yuanchao understood and quickly put the things into the space, then walked quickly to the Hao family. When he returned, he found that Tiezhu's second aunt had moved the bicycle to the yard and was about to take the large package in. She was accompanied by a boy who was about the same height as Tiezhu.
Seeing Hao Yuanchao, Aunt Zhou looked a little uncomfortable, but also worried. She put down the package in her hand and asked, "Uncle Tiezhu, are the kids okay?"
Hao Yuanchao was still angry and didn't want to talk to her, fearing she would start cursing. But keeping silent would also seem impolite. After all, he was still her elder in terms of generation, so he could only say stiffly, "They have a fever. I'll take them to the hospital. Let me know if there's anything."
After saying that, he took the package from her hand and took it into the house. Hao Jianguo had reserved his room when he built the house. He went in, closed the door, quickly unpacked the package, took out the small wine jar and the blanket, then stuffed all the packages into the cabinet, came out holding the wine jar and the blanket, and rode away on his bicycle.
"Mom, that man is so fierce." The little boy said fearfully after Hao Yuanchao left.
"Don't be afraid, that's Tiezhu's uncle." She tried to comfort him, but she wasn't entirely reassured. Hao Yuanchao's expression clearly suggested annoyance. But she felt she had done nothing wrong. She'd diligently cared for the four children for over a month. She'd given the two younger ones the milk powder and malted milk Hao Yuanchao had sent her, and she'd given the older two eggs every day. She hadn't taken advantage of the living expenses Hao Yuanchao had given her. A few days ago, her own child had been sick, and his father had sent her some milk powder and eggs, so she'd cut back on some of their rations. She'd also given Tiezhu and Shugen an egg every other day. When Shugen had a fever, she'd gone to the barefoot doctor for Chinese medicine. But who knew that Shugen's condition would relapse that night, and without mentioning it, the two children would also have fevers.
Children are not easy to take care of. She was also tired after her own child fell ill. There were cases in the past where a child recovered from a low fever on his own, so she thought about waiting to see if he could recover on his own. Barefoot doctors were of little use, and it would be too late to send him to the hospital. This was not her village, and she was unfamiliar with the place, so she prepared to feed him some sugar water. After the milk powder and malted milk were finished (her son liked them, but she accidentally ran out of them), she would just make do with it. Anyway, Hao Yuanchao would be back soon, but she never expected that Hao Yuanchao would come back at this time and all three children would have a fever. This feeling was a bit like when you steal someone else's things and they just happened to come back, and you get caught on the spot. That feeling of guilt and frustration. She had taken good care of the children, and tonight was an accident.
Zhou Er's aunt wanted to explain herself to Hao Yuanchao, but Hao Yuanchao ignored her completely, which made her feel uncomfortable and a little uncomfortable. She really did nothing wrong. In the countryside, every child with a fever would be cured first. Zhou Er's aunt felt a little more justified when she thought about it. She would explain it to Hao Yuanchao later. She really did take good care of the child, and the neighbors could also testify.
When Hao Yuanchao rode his bike back to the barefoot doctor's house, all three children had been fed the medicine. It was easier to feed them the tree roots, but when feeding the two little ones, he basically drank half and spilled the other half. It was too bitter and the two children refused to swallow it and started crying. After a lot of effort, Jiang Shuyao's clothes were a little wet.
"Thank you for your hard work. I'll wipe the child with alcohol to lower his temperature first." Both medication and physical cooling should be done, otherwise I won't feel at ease.
Jiang Shuyao made way. Hao Yuanchao was more skilled at using alcohol to cool things down than she was. This wine wasn't alcohol, but it was highly concentrated. It was a strong liquor given to Jiang Shuyao by a local when she was traveling in a village. The aroma was immediately apparent the moment it was opened.
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