Jiang Zhi put the kudzu root into the pot and covered it. Thinking that this would provide everyone with another source of food, she was in a good mood and casually said, "Kudzu root is very mild and can cure many diseases. Boiling it in water and then adding rice to make porridge can cure thirst and frequent urination, which is also known as diabetes."
"If a child has a fever and vomits due to a cold, add ginger and honey. If combined with other medicines, it can even treat stroke-induced hemiplegia..."
Before she could finish speaking, Xiaoman's grandmother asked in a trembling voice, "Errui's mother, you said... this can cure paralysis?"
Jiang Zhi: "...?"
When she saw everyone in the room staring at her, she realized she had said too much!
People tend to selectively listen to what they hear. When she said that he had suffered a stroke and was paralyzed on one side, Xiaoman only heard the word "paralyzed".
It seems that it's not just Grandma Xiaoman who's like this; everyone in the room is like this.
Having been on the mountain for several days, Jiang Zhi hadn't paid much attention to Xu Dazhu's condition.
Firstly, the original owner of this body was not a kind-hearted person, so naturally she wouldn't ask on her own initiative.
Secondly, Xiaoman's grandfather was a proud and proud man who always felt that his family was unfortunate. When he was in the village, he never complained in front of others and was also reluctant to let others ask too many questions.
This is someone else's sad story, so Jiang Zhi won't say anything more.
However, as Xiaoman mentioned, there is a slight discrepancy here. Stroke hemiplegia and traumatic paralysis are different in terms of both causes and symptoms.
Jiang Zhi hesitated for a moment before saying, "Auntie, I've heard from elders that kudzu root can treat hemiplegia caused by stroke, but I don't know if it's suitable for Dazhu's condition!"
"Is it hemiplegia?"
The light of hope in Xiaoman's eyes was extinguished; her grandson wasn't paralyzed, and she had been mistaken.
By this time, Xiaoman had already skinned the snake, tossing the white snake skin aside. He coughed and said, "Errui's mother, your family knows about herbs. Do you know any methods to cure paralysis?"
In mountainous areas where medical care and medicine are scarce, it's not uncommon for someone to know some folk remedies or unusual prescriptions passed down by word of mouth.
Jiang knew that the oak seeds were edible, and also said that kudzu root was edible. Perhaps she really knew something that could be helpful for Dazhu's illness!
Jiang Zhi pretended to think for a moment; she didn't directly say she didn't know.
The original paper doll naturally had nothing to recall; she was still thinking about modern medical knowledge: "Uncle Chang Geng, don't blame me for nagging, but if we want to cure the illness, we need to find out exactly how Da Zhu was injured in the first place and how his body is now, so we can know which herbs will work!"
Grandpa Xiaoman's face scrunched up like a walnut shell again. He looked at his eldest grandson, who looked like a living dead man, in the corner of the shed, and then at the crowd waiting for their meal, but said nothing more.
Jiang Zhi realized that he just didn't want to talk about it at this time, so she didn't bring it up.
Soon, the meat and kudzu root in the pot were cooked, and everyone sat around the fire pit, enjoying a steaming hot meal with a large bowl.
Having already eaten meat once, this time, although I was equally hungry, I didn't have the same frenzy as the first time. However, I was somewhat surprised when eating kudzu root; it was unexpectedly delicious.
Adding chopped scallions and chives for seasoning makes it even better.
Xu Errui stuffed a piece of kudzu root into his mouth, his cheeks bulging as he ate: "Mother, tomorrow I'll go and bring back the rest of the kudzu root first, and then I'll go find some meat."
Mother said there were still kudzu roots that hadn't been brought back yet, so she went to bring them back first, and then did her own thing.
Xiaoman, who was eating nearby and mumbling, said, "I'm going too!"
Now he is also a able-bodied man who can support his family; the affairs of the two families are the affairs of one family.
In the corner of the shed, Xu Dazhu was also eating; Xiaoman's grandmother had served him some meat.
"Grandma, give me some kudzu root!" Xu Dazhu also heard Aunt Jiang's simple words.
Whether it's hemiplegia or paralysis, he'll take anything that can cure his illness; he wants to sit up.
Grandma Xiaoman said, "Eat some meat first. You're too thin. You can eat the other things later!"
She wanted her grandson to eat more meat to nourish his body.
Meat is not common, so we eat it whenever we can. Since kudzu is edible and there's plenty of it on the mountain, we can dig it up later.
Xu Dazhu shook his head, dodging the meat that was offered to him. Although the meat was good, he didn't have the strength to chew it properly, and he couldn't swallow it. He could only drink the soup.
well!
Grandma Xiaoman's eyes were filled with tears. She felt sorry for her eldest grandson. He hadn't been eating well since he was injured, and his health was getting worse and worse. To make matters worse, they were in a chaotic world, and there was no way to find a good doctor. How could she possibly take good care of him?
By the hearth, Grandpa Xiaoman also put down his bowl and chopsticks. Seeing that his grandson could only drink soup, he couldn't eat anymore either.
Jiang was right. If we keep it a secret and don't even tell you about our illness, who knows what herbs might cure it? We should try everything; what if it works?
So, Xiaoman lowered his voice and briefly recounted the horrific tragedy that had struck two years ago, a tragedy that wiped out his entire family.
In fact, this is a very common case, which can be summarized in one sentence.
Two years ago, one winter morning, Xu Dazhu's wife had just given birth to Nini and was out of confinement. He was tired from burning charcoal on the mountain and was supposed to stay overnight on the mountain before leaving. However, he was worried about his wife, children, and elderly relatives at home, so he risked carrying a heavy charcoal basket down the mountain in the dark and lost his footing and fell off a cliff.
The person didn't die, but injured their back. When they were first carried home, they could still feel their legs, so they found a doctor from the town or county to treat them.
They spent all their money, resorting to acupuncture and herbal medicine, doing whatever others said was good.
But as the treatment progressed, he completely lost sensation in his lower body, and even became incontinent, eventually becoming completely paralyzed.
Xu Dazhu, a young man of only twenty years old, full of vigor and strength, was the pillar of his family. How could he accept becoming disabled? He attempted suicide several times, but his wife begged him to live.
However, his condition for living was that his wife, Chunfeng, leave the child behind, return to her parents' home, and remarry, so she wouldn't waste her life with him.
In the first year, Chunfeng came back a few times, but Xu Dazhu scolded her away each time. In the past year, she was remarried by her family and hasn't come back since.
Jiang Zhi sighed repeatedly upon hearing this.
In fact, behind every patient in the hospital is a story of blood and tears. She had long since become numb to it all, and all she felt was sympathy.
But now that they've gone through thick and thin together, the bond is different.
Jiang Zhi pondered Xu Dazhu's condition. Although she hadn't asked him about it during this time, she knew from Xiao Man's occasional snippets that Xu Dazhu could move his fingers and arms, but couldn't move his legs, making him a severely paraplegic patient.
The golden period for treating spinal cord injuries is in the first six months; if this period is missed, there is virtually no chance of recovery.
Xu Dazhu has been ill for more than two years, so the treatment is not entirely ineffective for him, but the chances are slim.
Jiang Zhi believes that before treatment, the most important thing is to restore the body to a normal weight and improve malnutrition so that the body has the strength to undergo rehabilitation training and treatment.
But in the current situation, talking about supplementing nutrition is just making things difficult for people.
Looking at Xiaoman's expectant eyes, Jiang Zhi couldn't bring herself to lie.
All we can say is, "Dazhu is too weak. If he can recover his strength and get back to his hands, he will be able to dress and eat on his own in the future."
Xu Dazhu can only move his fingers now and has no will to live. If he can dress and feed himself and take care of himself in basic life, then he will have made a successful recovery.
As expected, Xiaomanye's eyes darkened, but he wasn't disappointed: "As long as Dazhu can eat by himself and gain some weight, it will be better than it is now!"
He dared not really hope that his eldest grandson could be cured. The doctor had already said that his eldest grandson would be paralyzed for the rest of his life. If he dragged on for a few years, his body would stiffen and shrink, and he would not survive.
His grandson is now so thin he's practically skin and bones, and he probably won't live past the end of the year. He really doesn't want to bury his son like an old man.
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