Only after she had used up all the needles in her hand did Wang Xiaolan stand up straight.
Then he said to Shi Huaide, "Comrade Shi, don't be embarrassed. This is not your fault. You are a very good person."
The crowd sighed and said, "If the old man and the eldest son of the Shi family understood this principle, they wouldn't have caused chaos in the village and separated the family from reuniting."
Wang Xiaolan waved her hand and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. The patient is the most important thing right now."
Everyone present quickly echoed, "Dr. Wang is the best. How's the saying, 'Paddling a boat?'"
"Yes, the Prime Minister has a broad mind."
"Yes, yes, that's it..."
Wang Xiaolan was speechless as she listened to everyone talking at once. She thought: The patient is still in danger, and they still have the nerve to say this.
She shook her head helplessly and looked at everyone.
She really didn't want to say anything to them, so she bent down to check on Shi Taohua's condition.
When she saw that Shi Taohua's breathing gradually became steady and her originally pale face regained some color, the big stone in her heart finally fell to the ground, and her body relaxed involuntarily.
Then, he looked at Taohua's mother, who had been nervous, and said in a deep voice, "Auntie, Taohua is fine now. You take care of her. The real effect will not be seen until twenty minutes later."
After that, Wang Xiaolan said to Shi Huaide: "Comrade Shi, please come out with me for a moment. I have something to tell you."
Schwaide followed Wang Xiaolan to the doctor's office.
"Doctor Wang, what disease does my sister have?"
Wang Xiaolan didn't respond to his question, as if completely immersed in her own world. She silently walked to the washbasin, scooped two scoops of water from the bucket, poured it into the washbasin, and then put her hands into the basin.
After washing her hands, she took a towel from the shelf and wiped them. Then she sat down at the table, took a pen and paper from the drawer, and quickly wrote out a prescription.
He handed it to Schweitzer and said, "I don't have these medicines here. You have to go to the county hospital pharmacy to buy them."
Schweitzer took the medicine, folded it carefully and put it in his pocket.
Wang Xiaolan looked at him and said, "You've been asking me what disease your sister has. Your sister has congenital heart disease. In fact, she should have had these symptoms when she was very young, but your parents didn't notice the changes in her. As she grew older, the disease became more and more severe, and the attacks became more and more frequent."
When Shi Huaide heard Wang Xiaolan's words, a childhood scene emerged in his mind. At that time, Taohua was not yet two years old. She suddenly had a high fever and kept crying.
Immediately afterwards, her breathing became rapid, and she seemed to be out of breath, and her face gradually turned blue and black. However, facing this situation, his mother remained remarkably calm. She easily lifted Xiao Taohua with one hand, her eyes fixed on the child, without the slightest sign of panic.
At this thrilling moment, seeing his sister about to lose her life, he was so frightened that his face turned pale, his whole body trembled, and his voice became trembling: "Mom...Mom! Come and see! Tao...Taohua, is she...is she going to die?"
He stared at his mother with wide eyes and a face full of horror, as if hoping to get some comfort and hope from her. However, deep down in his heart he was filled with endless fear and helplessness, not knowing how to face what was happening before his eyes.
The mother responded calmly, "Don't worry, Wilder. Your sister is just temporarily out of breath because of crying so much. Wait a moment, she will slowly recover."
My mother's voice was gentle but firm, as if she had experience and a grasp of the situation. She patted my shoulder gently, offering comfort and reassurance.
Sure enough, not long after, Taohua gradually recovered, and her originally pale face gradually turned a little red.
From then on, he developed an indescribable fear of Taohua's crying. Whenever he saw her crystal clear tears sliding down her cheeks, his heart would feel like being pierced by needles and it would be unbearable.
So, whenever Taohua was in tears, no matter where he was or what he was doing, he would put down everything in his hands without hesitation, rush to her side and comfort her softly.
He would gently wipe away the tears from her eyes, hold her tightly in his arms, and soothe her wounded heart with warm words and endless care. Only in this way could he slightly alleviate the uneasiness and anxiety in his heart.
Thinking of this, he told Wang Xiaolan about his childhood.
Wang Xiaolan listened to his story and fell into deep thought.
She thought to herself, "The younger the child is, the better the results and the lower the risks. But she's so old now, and treatment is very difficult and even life-threatening. If it were the 21st century, it wouldn't be a terminal illness and could be completely cured through surgery. Unfortunately, the medical level in our time is limited and hasn't yet developed to such an advanced level."
Thinking of this, she sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness and regret in her eyes.
Schwaide looked at Wang Xiaolan who was staring at the pen in her hand without saying anything.
He then said, "Doctor Wang, is there no other way to treat my sister's illness?"
Wang Xiaolan was immediately brought back to her senses by his question.
"The best time to treat Taohua's disease has passed. The younger it is, the greater the chance of recovery. Unfortunately, Taohua is so old, and there is little hope of recovery. There is currently no good treatment method, and she can only rely on medication to maintain her condition."
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