Second Brother is sick.

Very ill.

But his illness was very strange. He had no symptoms like fever, and no pain or itching anywhere on his body.

Apart from feeling listless and sleepy, looking a little dazed, having no appetite and becoming increasingly thin, there was nothing wrong with him.

This is also the most troublesome and worrying thing for Han Cheng.

As a man who is not even a half-baked doctor and who at best knows only some basic common sense, he has some ways to treat some common headaches, fevers, and injuries, but he really has no way to treat other diseases.

Diseases such as headaches and fevers are not that scary. What is scary is this kind of disease that cannot be seen or touched.

Han Cheng was very worried. What he feared most was that someone who had not been sick for years would suddenly fall ill.

In later generations, he had seen many such things. People who often suffered from headaches and fevers and had to soak in medicine jars were generally able to endure and often turned the danger into safety.

On the contrary, those who are in good health and rarely get sick are often caught off guard when they get sick...

Compared to Han Cheng's worry, the second brother was much more calm. He didn't think he was sick, but just felt that he didn't get enough sleep. He would be fine once he got enough sleep.

Han Cheng didn't let him sleep any longer, and told him to walk around more when he was free.

People are like this sometimes. The more they rest, the sleepier they become.

When facing his second senior brother, Han Cheng acted very relaxed and said that his problem was not serious and he would be fine after a while.

Coming from the future, he knew how much influence psychological suggestion had on people.

What to do? What to do?

Han Cheng sat alone in the room, scratching his hair with his hands.

He had never felt so weak since he came out of the charred shell.

Whether it is building walls, burning coal, or the copper and iron that have completely disappeared until now, although it will make him feel difficult, it will not make him lose his fighting spirit.

But at this time, facing his second senior brother who was getting thinner day by day, Han Cheng had no idea what to do.

“Squeak!”

The wooden door opened slightly and the witch came in from outside.

Han Cheng immediately put down his hand that was scratching his head, quickly adjusted his state, and pretended nothing had happened.

The second senior brother might have a terminal illness and won't live long. He is the only one who knows about this and he has never told anyone, not even the witch.

"witch."

Han Cheng smiled as if nothing had happened and greeted Wu.

Wu also smiled, then walked over and sat down opposite Han Cheng, lowered his head and said nothing.

"Wu, what's the matter?"

When Han Cheng saw Wu's appearance, he asked.

Wu raised his head and spoke after a while: "Son of God, Second...Second Senior Brother, is he really okay?"

The voice seemed muffled.

Han Cheng's heart sank slightly. Wu was very smart and had already noticed that something was wrong.

"fine."

Han Cheng pretended to be relaxed.

"He was just too exhausted before. He just needs to eat more good food and rest for a while and he'll be fine."

Wu's expression did not become relaxed because of Han Cheng's words. He lowered his head again, lowered his voice, paused for a while and said: "Son of God, just say it directly..."

Seeing that Wu had already guessed it, Han Cheng thought about it and decided not to hide it anymore and told Wu all his guesses.

He had been holding these things in his heart for several days, and he thought he could handle it, but after talking to Wu about this, he couldn't control his emotions anymore.

"Son of God, it's okay..."

Later on, it was Wu who spoke up to comfort Han Cheng.

After telling Wu about this matter, Han Cheng felt a lot more relieved. It was much more comfortable than keeping it in his heart.

Han Cheng calmed himself down and went out. Wu sat there motionless for a long time and then let out a long sigh.

Although he had seen many deaths, he still felt sad when it really came to this moment, especially when the one who was about to die was someone like Second Senior Brother who was of great significance to the tribe...

Han Cheng put away his weakness and became strong again. He didn't want to give up. This was a living life, a life of a person he had been familiar with day and night with, so he had to do his best.

The second brother’s illness is in his stomach.

Now, he has lost weight all over his body except his belly.

His belly was already quite prominent, and now with this background, it became even more noticeable, almost comparable to the belly of a woman who was several months pregnant.

In such a situation, it is easy for people to associate it with the above.

Han Cheng asked his eldest brother, Wu and other people in the tribe when his second brother's belly started to grow big.

After combining what several people said, Han Cheng got the following information.

The second brother has been taller and stronger since he was young, and his belly is bigger than that of ordinary people.

But it is also within the range of normal people.

It really started to grow about six or seven years ago.

Six years ago, not only did the second brother's belly get bigger, but he also became fatter.

But because he was fat overall, no one thought too much about it.

Even if I think deeply about it, there is no solution. At that time, the people of the Qingque tribe were busy with food every day and had no time to care about other things...

Han Cheng squatted in the corner, watching Bai Xuemei feeding the silkworms with mulberry leaves while thinking about what he had learned.

Based on his limited common sense, there are two most likely reasons for Second Brother's illness.

One is a tumor in the stomach, and the other is parasites in the stomach.

Generally speaking, parasites are more likely to be the cause. After all, before Han Cheng came, the people of the Qingque tribe did not have the habit of drinking hot water.

And sometimes the food they ate was not cooked thoroughly over fire.

But if it was a parasite, the food and water given to him by the people in the tribe were basically the same, so he shouldn't be the only one with a big belly.

Han Cheng thought about this and then smiled bitterly, as if he had no way to solve either the parasite or the tumor.

You can't cut open the stomach and take out the objects inside, right?

He didn't even know the formula for the anthelmintic that was common in later generations.

The only medicine that can be considered as medicine in the entire Qingque tribe is Bupleurum, which is of no use for this symptom.

Han Cheng regretted that he was not a doctor in his later life. If he knew more medical knowledge, he would not be so helpless.

Because of his second brother's illness, Han Cheng hasn't been in the mood to do anything else recently and always feels confused.

The expected stone or bone hoe was only opened and then thrown away.

The second brother became even more listless, he looked a little dazed, and his eyes were fixed on people.

If things continue like this, there won't be many days left to live.

At this critical juncture, something happened again.