It would be fine if you could only see the light, but if you could see everything, that would be troublesome.
Fortunately, the answer came soon.
The imperial physician carefully helped Zhao Jun remove the veil. Zhao Jun opened his eyes and stared at her with a pair of clear, big eyes.
Although he glanced around, he was not immediately surprised by the ancient clothes passed on by Yan Shu and the imperial physician. Instead, he was a little dazed, and his eyes were much less lively than those of ordinary people.
From Zhao Jun's perspective, he could see, but not much.
It was four o'clock in the morning, and the sky was already dark. There was a candle in the room, and Zhao Jun could only vaguely see the blurry flames jumping up and down. Then in front of him were two completely unclear blurry black shadows, like two human-shaped black fogs. He could not see anything else, and it was no different from having 2,000 degrees of myopia.
Yan Shu asked him, "How is it?"
"I still can't see clearly."
Zhao Jun replied, "But I can see human figures now."
Yan Shu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This is a good thing. You are recovering slowly."
"Uncle Lari, can I really recover completely? Or you should take me down the mountain and take me to the hospital."
Zhao Jun said tentatively.
Yan Shu sighed and said, "I wanted to take you down too, but you know, that torrential rain lasted for over ten days, and all the mountain roads were blocked. The excavators couldn't get in, so we had to dig by hand. Even now, the power hasn't been restored."
"well."
Zhao Jun also sighed.
He has been wanting to go down the mountain all the time during this period, and asks every day when the road will be accessible. However, it seems that the road has not been repaired yet, and he has not been able to go down until now. He can only hope that the old doctor in the village will be able to help him recover with acupuncture.
The imperial physician replaced the gauze covering Zhao Jun's eyes. It didn't really matter whether he covered his eyes or not. Zhao Jun was temporarily blinded by a head injury, not an eye injury, so covering his eyes was pointless.
But Yan Shu still insisted on blindfolding him, mainly because he was worried that if the blood clots were suddenly cleared one day and he could see things, he would not be able to accept the fact that he had traveled to the Song Dynasty.
So he blindfolded himself first, and when he could see again, he told Zhao Jun the truth step by step, giving both sides some buffer space.
After the veil was put back on her eyes, Yan Shu said, "Let's arrange today's itinerary."
“It’s better to give the children one or two classes in the morning and bask in the sun in the afternoon.”
Zhao Jun said.
"That's the arrangement then."
Yan Shu didn't say anything, and his tone was much duller than usual.
Zhao Jun was keenly aware of something, but he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he said, "Village Chief, do the villagers in our village have nothing to do every day?"
"The village has been hit by a disaster, and everyone is just doing farm work every day. We can't go down the mountain, but luckily there's enough food. The village committee isn't busy either, so I'll take care of you. You're the most precious person in the village now."
Yan Shu answered simply.
"All right."
Zhao Jun thought for a moment and then said, "By the way, do we still have small blackboards and chalk in our village?"
Yan Shu lied without blinking, "It's gone. You know, the school was flooded by the mudslide. Our village is full of old and young people. How can we have the energy to dig the school out?"
"Can you find a piece of wood and charcoal?"
"This should be fine. I'll go look for it in the village then."
"Thank you, Uncle Lari."
Zhao Jun thought about it in his mind.
Perhaps the floods and mudslides that the village suffered were indeed quite serious.
The village is full of old, weak, sick and disabled people who cannot do any heavy work. In addition, it is far away from the mountain, so there is really no way to clear the road down the mountain in the first place.
It seems that my idea of going down the mountain to the hospital for a CT scan will not be realized in the short term.
Fortunately, this doctor is quite reliable and I can see something.
well.
Thinking of this, Zhao Jun sighed in his heart.
I don’t know what happened in the past few years. First there was heavy rain in Zhengzhou, then there were severe floods in Beijing, Tianjin and Hebei, and now even Daliangshan has suffered the disaster.
Natural disasters keep happening.
Yan Shu turned around and prepared to go out to find a piece of wood and charcoal, then call the children and prepare for today's lesson.
But at this moment, Zhao Jun called him.
"Uncle Lari, what's wrong with you?"
Yan Shu froze for a moment, without turning back, and said, "I...I'm fine."
"I'm blind, but my heart is not. You're clearly worried."
Yan Shu was moved and sighed, "Do you know why my wife hasn't come here yet?"
Zhao Jun subconsciously asked: "Why?"
"Because she is ill."
"What does the doctor say?"
"It's called lung heat."
Yan Shu hesitated for a moment and then said, "The symptoms are fever and cough."
"Sounds like pneumonia."
Zhao Jun was a little confused: "Doctor, don't you know what pneumonia is?"
Yan Shu hurriedly said, "As you know, our village doctor is a mute. He wrote that it was lung heat. Now we can't go down the mountain. If we don't treat it, we will die."
"That's what Chinese medicine calls lung heat. I don't know if it's a yang syndrome, but whether it's a yang syndrome or just ordinary pneumonia, it's a minor matter."
Zhao Jun groped his way to the suitcase beside the bed, fumbled with it, and pulled out a bag of medicine. "I have ibuprofen, amoxicillin, cephalexin, and acyclovir. Try taking amoxicillin for a few days. If that doesn't work, try acyclovir. We don't know if it's a viral or bacterial infection. If you feel any pain, use ibuprofen."
He stuffed all the medicine in his hand to Yan Shu.
As the saying goes, long illness makes a good doctor.
Zhao Jun was fine before, but after going to college, he started to have some miscellaneous illnesses.
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