Chapter 389: Daddy Syndrome

The servant who came to call her even drove a carriage.

After a while, Jiang Fubao arrived at the back door of Sanshan School.

"Grandma Rong, what happened? Is grandpa sick?" Jiang Fubao was extremely anxious.

She had come to listen to her grandfather's lecture the day before yesterday, so how come she suddenly fell ill?

"It's not my grandfather, it's my aunt. He came back the day before yesterday evening, and fainted before he even finished his meal. He has had a high fever until now. More than a dozen doctors came, but none of them could cure him.

The young lady was very anxious and was ready to spend a lot of money to invite a famous doctor to come, but the old man stopped her and said that Miss Fubao had a solution, so he sent a servant to invite you to come.

Granny Rong took Jiang Fubao's medicine box and walked in side by side with her while explaining.

"Dad, Fubao is just a child. What can she do? We can't delay any longer. Look how red Zhili's face is. The autumn heat this year is particularly severe. Zhili had a low fever at the beginning of the month.

Although he took the medicine and got better, the root of the disease was not eliminated, otherwise how could he faint? I cooked ginseng soup for him for seven days, but why couldn't he recover? Dad, I'm scared, I'm scared that something might happen to Zhili, I'm so scared——"

Dong Qingyi lay on the bed, crying heartbreakingly.

Dong Wei's heart also began to tighten.

"Fubao will find a way, he will definitely find a way. It's too late to see a famous doctor now. The high fever must go down immediately, otherwise you will be a fool when you wake up."

No matter how fast the horse is, it still takes a day to go back and forth.

The son-in-law's body was getting hotter and hotter.

I'm obviously sweating.

Logically speaking, it's time to cool down?

"Grandpa, godmother, I'm here." Jiang Fubao shouted impatiently as soon as he stepped over the threshold.

"Good, good, Fubao is finally here. Come and check on your godfather. He has had a fever since the night before yesterday. He has been to many doctors and has been given medicine and injections. But his condition has only gotten worse. He wasn't this hot the night before yesterday, but now he's talking nonsense, not to mention waking up."

As soon as Dong Wei saw Jiang Fubao, he felt relieved.

Since his granddaughter could cure his back injury, a mere fever wouldn't matter.

"Fuckmother, please move aside. I will check my father's pulse."

Jiang Fubao wiped the sweat from his hands with a handkerchief.

Said to Dong Qingyi.

She was too worried about her grandfather just now, and cold sweat broke out not only on her hands but also on her back.

"Okay, Fubao, just look, your godmother won't bother you." Dong Qingyi got up from the bed with tears in her eyes.

She sat paralyzed in the chair, staring at the person on the bed.

"Do you have the prescription? Bring it to me." After taking the pulse, Jiang Fubao's eyebrows were tightly wrinkled.

Dong Wei and Dong Qing have a bad feeling.

The two of them didn't have time to ask more questions and quickly took out the prescriptions written by the doctors.

"Your father has taken eight bowls of medicine in the past two days, and his condition is getting worse."

Jiang Fubao took over a few prescriptions and cursed in his heart as he read through them.

She said to her godfather and godmother, "No wonder it's getting worse. My godfather's fever is not caused by a cold, but there is heat poison in his body. Although it was indeed a low-grade fever caused by a cold, he didn't recover and took too much supplements, so he fell ill all of a sudden.

Hurry up and open all the windows, remove the quilt, take off the thick clothes on my godfather, get a can of the strongest liquor, and rub my godfather's body. I will write a prescription and ask the servants to get it immediately. If the fever doesn't go away by night, even if he wakes up, he will be half dead."

Jiang Fubao said this anxiously and went to the study.

She began to grind the ink with ease, while thinking about whether to use drastic measures or be gentler.

"It's all my fault. I bought a hundred-year-old ginseng some time ago. I thought he had caught a cold and couldn't sleep well every day, so I made ginseng soup for him every day. This is how he ended up.

Zhili, you can't get into trouble. If you get into trouble, how can I live? Go quickly and follow Fubao's instructions. Go get some strong liquor, pull down the quilt, and open the window!"

After all, Dong Qingyi was the wife of the county magistrate and her temperament was never weak.

Even though she was about to collapse, she only cried twice and then cheered up and told her servants to do the work.

Dong Wei put his hands behind his back.

He went to the study.

I saw his god-granddaughter standing beside his desk, writing something.

"Lianxu, Nepenthes, Scrophularia, Lycium bark..."

"Fubao, aren't these prescriptions for clearing away heat? They are completely different from the prescriptions prescribed by those doctors."

Dong Wei read out the medicinal herbs written on the paper.

A little confused.

“The heat toxins must be cleared away, otherwise they will remain in the body and cannot be dispersed. Even if the fever subsides, the root of the disease will still be there. As long as the body is a little weak, it will definitely fall ill again.”

Jiang Fubao gave a simple explanation and wrote down the weight to be caught.

She blew on the ink on the paper.

Give it to Dong Wei.

"Grandpa, please ask the servants to get the medicine. I have to give my godfather acupuncture right away."

Jiang Fubao held up her skirt, stepped over the threshold, and returned to her godfather's room.

As soon as she entered, the strong smell of alcohol went straight into her nostrils.

The smell is so strong that it seems that you can get drunk just by smelling it a few times.

Jiang Fubao was still a child and couldn't stand the smell.

She tied a handkerchief around her face, covering her mouth and nose, then opened the medicine box she brought with her and took out a silver needle.

Acupuncture began at my father's Taixi, Sanyinjiao, Yongquan and other acupoints.

The needles of different lengths and thicknesses were twisted and pierced into the skin, but not even a drop of blood could be seen.

Remove the silver needle.

Jiang Fubao took out another short, thick needle and stabbed it into his father's philtrum.

The intense pain made Meng Zhili open his eyes.

"Yier, what's wrong with me?" After being in a coma for two days, Meng Zhili's voice was extremely hoarse.

"Zhili, you're finally awake." Dong Qingyi took care of Meng Zhili for as long as he was unconscious.

So she didn't sleep for two nights.

"Do I have a fever again? Yi'er, go and have a rest." Meng Zhili held Dong Qingyi's hand tightly. He was still having a fever and his vision was a little blurry.

But he could clearly see the dark circles under his wife's eyes.

The relationship between the couple has been good for many years.

"Let me feel it, it doesn't seem as hot as before, Fubao, do you want me to rub some more wine?" Dong Qingyi put her hand on Meng Zhili's forehead.

Then he turned his head in surprise and looked at Jiang Fubao.

"No, just get a basin of cool water, wet a cloth, and apply it to your forehead. Change it every once in a while to make sure the cloth is always cool."

Jiang Fubao shook his head.

Only then did Meng Zhili see his goddaughter beside the bed.

"Fubao, why are you here? Please stay away. My godfather is sick. I don't want to pass the disease on to you."

My goddaughter is only seven years old. If she gets sick, she will suffer greatly.

"Thanks to Fubao, without him, you wouldn't have woken up. You're usually in great shape, but how come you're so frightening when you fall ill? Poor old me, I'm almost broken. Qingyi hasn't slept for two nights. Go to sleep, daughter. I'll be watching over you here."