The man patted his shoulder and said, "It's good that you didn't hear it. If it really was... that thing... hiss~ Why do I feel a chill? Forget it, forget it. I won't talk to you anymore. I'm going back first!"
After saying that, he ran away in a hurry.
At first, no one in the village thought about it that way. They just thought that someone came to the village to cause trouble.
However, after searching around, no traces were found.
Gradually, some strange speculations began to arise among the crowd.
The Xin family, who knew the situation, had already fallen asleep.
I got a good night's sleep.
When Xin Sanlang came back in the afternoon, the people in the family woke up one after another.
After a day of silence, the Xin family courtyard finally became lively again.
Xin Sanlang also brought back good news - the imperial court had begun to resettle the refugees in the county.
"Right now, the drought in the north hasn't eased, so the imperial court plans to have officials escort these refugees south. They'll leave some behind at each destination to help share the pressure on the city."
After hearing this, the whole family breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."
As long as there is no risk of refugees coming to their door, they can still live.
"Then, Third Brother, have you found out why Ding Zhongming did that?"
Xin Dalang was a little worried.
After all, his son and Ding Zhongming were classmates and friends.
Ding Zhongming suddenly became so hostile towards the Xin family, so would he attack his own son?
Upon hearing this, Xin Sanlang was silent for a moment: "Brother, I'm sorry, we didn't ask. Ding Zhongming committed suicide last night."
"What?!"
The whole family exclaimed in surprise.
Old Lady Xin even screamed "Oh my god!" and her face turned pale with fear.
The other people's faces didn't look good either.
Xin Sanlang said nothing more.
The whole family ate in silence.
That night, Xin Jilang stayed by the boy's side.
The next morning, before Xin Erlang woke up, he heard a painful groan:
"Mother, it hurts~ Mother, Ting'er hurts~"
Xin Erlang shuddered and immediately woke up.
He walked quickly to the boy's bedside.
The young man looked pale, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his expression was very painful.
Xin Erlang quickly reached out and touched the boy's forehead.
The palm of my hand felt incredibly hot.
He was startled and ran out quickly.
Old Lady Xin was mending shoe soles in the yard.
He hurriedly instructed, "Mom, the child has a fever. I'm going to find Uncle Li. You take care of him first."
Old Lady Xin quickly put her things down and stood up: "Okay, go quickly."
Before he could finish his words, he turned around and hurried into the house.
Xin Erlang trotted all the way to Uncle Li's house and knocked on the door hurriedly:
"Uncle Li! Uncle Li! Help!"
Uncle Li had just woken up at this moment. Hearing the sound, he hurried over to open the door:
"Erlang, what's wrong?"
Xin Erlang quickly explained the situation:
"Uncle Li, the child has a fever. He's talking nonsense now. I don't know how I fell asleep yesterday, and I don't know how long he's had the fever."
Xin Erlang felt a little guilty.
Uncle Li stomped his feet and said, "Aiya!"
"Human lives are at stake! You...what can I say to you? Hurry up and get my first aid kit!"
“Hey!”
Xin Erlang responded hurriedly and went into the house to get Uncle Li's medicine box.
Uncle Li had already hurried out and headed towards the Xin family.
Xin Jilang followed closely behind.
When we arrived at Xin's house, Old Lady Xin was wiping the child's body with a wet towel to cool him down.
But the effect is minimal.
Uncle Li hurried forward and took the boy's pulse.
After a long time, he frowned:
"The wound infection caused a high fever. I'm afraid it's been going on for a while. I need to reduce the fever quickly, otherwise I'm afraid I'll become a fool."
He didn't prescribe any medicine at this time, but directly took out the medicine bags prepared in his medicine box and asked Xin Erlang to decoct the medicine.
He prepared these medicines in advance because he was worried that the child would have a fever.
Xin Erlang took the medicine and hurried out to boil it.
Uncle Li asked again, "Do you have any wine at home? It would be more effective if you use some wine to cool it down."
Old Lady Xin immediately responded, "Yes, yes, yes, I'll get it right away!"
He handed the towel in his hand to Lao Li and said, "You do it first, I'll get it right away."
Uncle Li didn't act pretentiously and nodded: "Yeah."
Then he took the place of Old Lady Xin, wetting the towel again and again to cool the boy down.
Even if the effect is minimal, it is better than nothing.
Old Lady Xin quickly brought over a small jar of wine.
This is the leftover wine I bought for the men in my family during the Chinese New Year.
Originally, her husband planned to drink a little occasionally to satisfy his craving.
Now there is only half a jar left.
Old Lady Xin poured the wine into a basin, took a towel, dipped it in the wine and used it to wipe the boy's body.
Xin Erlang quickly boiled the medicine and brought it in.
Several people worked together to feed the young boy a bowl of medicine.
Old Lady Xin breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh my god! This is really torturous."
Uncle Li smiled:
"You can't relax yet. You have to keep rubbing. You can stop only when the fever is really gone."
As soon as Mrs. Xin stopped moving, she heard these words and quickly began to repeat them mechanically.
Xin Erlang took the medicine bowl out and heard Uncle Li's words when he came in.
He hurried over and took the towel from her mother's hand: "Mom, let me return it. You go and rest for a while."
Old Lady Xin didn't give him any: "Go and have a rest. You've been tired all day. I just woke up and I'm in good spirits!"
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