The handwriting is strong and powerful, a familiar style!
Master...
Su Ruyi's tears welled up instantly.
She calmed herself for a moment, wiped away her tears, and continued reading—
"Ruyi's beloved disciple:
Lately, I have often felt unwell.
Today I consulted the oracle and it turned out that my time was coming to an end, and that I would not have a good end!
Having wandered the world my whole life, I am no longer afraid of death, but I fear that I will not die a peaceful death and that my corpse will be ugly and horrifying, which may frighten you.
As a teacher, I am wholeheartedly devoted to doing good, but cause and effect are all predetermined from past lives and cannot be changed.
Throughout my life, I have disliked fame and fortune, so I have nothing of value except a thatched cottage in Dingjiatun, which I give to you to temporarily shelter you from the wind and rain.
Ruyi is no ordinary creature; your master has long foreseen that you will become a star in this life, leaving your mark and fame.
I hope you will keep righteous thoughts, and you will surely receive blessings.
There is no need to build a grave after I am gone.
Sanhe County already has a crematorium, so my teacher's ashes can be scattered into the Dading River behind the village.
Do not offer sacrifices to them.
—Jin Dachun's last words
Upon seeing this, Su Ruyi's tears rolled down her cheeks like broken beads.
Ding Youliang sighed, "Your master gave me these two things three days ago, saying he would give them to you after he died. I thought he was just upset because he injured his foot, but I never expected him to actually calculate when he would die! Sigh, if I had known, I would have asked him to calculate when I would die too! So I wouldn't keep thinking about it! If I had known I would die next year, wouldn't I have been drinking three ounces of liquor with every meal this year?"
Su Ruyi forced a smile, knowing that Ding Youliang was trying to comfort her in different ways.
Ding Youliang continued, "I heard from my wife that Ding Silai and Feng Aijuan have already gone to you to make trouble?"
Su Ruyi nodded.
Ding Youliang scoffed: "Those two cowards think they can ride roughshod over you? They're dreaming! Dr. Su, with these two things in hand, even if the lawsuit goes all the way to the provincial capital, you'll still win!"
Su Ruyi put the two pieces of paper into her pocket and then stored them in her spatial storage.
She bowed deeply to Ding Youliang: "Uncle Ding, thank you! Thank you for everything you've done for me, for my fifth brother, and for my master! I will definitely repay you in the future!"
Ding Youliang was a little embarrassed and scratched his head, saying, "Um, can you take a look at my foot? I feel like my bones are fine, but I think I've twisted a tendon!"
Su Ruyi untied Ding Youliang's right foot, which was hanging in the air.
My ankle is swollen to about the same thickness as my knee.
Su Ruyi released her divine sense, and through the swollen and shiny skin, she cleaned away the bruises and tissue exudate into her space.
While cleaning, the capillaries were ligated.
Once her vision cleared, she saw that the two supporting ligaments above and below the peroneus muscle on the outside of the right foot were severely torn.
Su Ruyi couldn't let the injury heal immediately, but she had a special topical medicine for treating sprains and bruises in her space.
She turned her back and took out a bottle of dark brown ointment from what was actually a medical kit—or rather, a hidden compartment: "Uncle, apply this ointment for seven days, changing it every day. During this time, make sure to keep this angle on your ankle!"
As Su Ruyi spoke, she positioned Ding Youliang's ankle at the optimal angle for recovery.
"And this bottle of pills is for oral administration. Take one pill with warm water after breakfast every day." Su Ruyi then took out another bottle of her own concocted oral pills for removing necrotic tissue and promoting tissue regeneration, which were of course the kind with very mild effects.
"Okay, okay! I'll remember that!" Ding Youliang chuckled as he put away the ointment and pills. "Dr. Su, you're a miracle doctor! After you massaged my foot a few times, it seems less swollen and doesn't hurt as much!"
His ankle has indeed become much less swollen.
"This is all because you've been holding it in place. Keep it in place, but take it off for a while every two hours. However, you can't sleep with it hanging up at night. Make sure it's elevated above your heart—about two fists high." Su Ruyi smiled. "The few times I pressed it were just to improve blood circulation, but please don't press it yourself, you might hurt yourself!"
"Hmm, I wouldn't dare!" Ding Youliang grinned, his face crinkling with wrinkles. "Alright, it's so late, I won't keep you any longer. Are you sure you can go home by yourself?"
"Okay, don't worry." Su Ruyi nodded, picked up her medicine box, and left.
As soon as I stepped out of the hospital, I saw Wang Youhe and Ding Sihou walking towards me.
Su Ruyi greeted them and then returned to Jin Dachun's courtyard.
Li Wang has already left, but Zhong Misu is still here.
Su Ruyi frowned: "Why aren't you going back to the educated youth settlement so late? What are you doing?!"
“I’m afraid you’ll be scared tonight, so I’ll stay with you!” Zhong Misu said gently. “Shen Zhiqing and Shu Zhiqing came by earlier and wanted to stay with you tonight, but I sent them away. Shen Zhiqing has had a high fever for the past two days, and I’m afraid he’ll infect you!”
"You..." Su Ruyi was immediately furious. "Wait! Shen Heping has a high fever?"
“Yes, it’s been two or three days. He even had twitching the night before last! He’s a little better today.” Zhong Misu said dismissively, “He just wanted to show off and got exhausted from rushing to harvest! Oh, and it seems he got bitten by a poisonous mosquito on his ear; it’s so swollen it’s almost hanging down to his shoulder!”
Su Ruyi turned around and picked up her medicine box again: "I'm going to see him now!"
"Hey, you haven't changed my dressing yet!" Zhong Misu called out from behind.
"Wait a minute! Oh right, what about the old man I picked up?" Su Ruyi remembered.
“I…I slept on the same kang (heated brick bed) as Grandpa Jin!” Zhong Misu said.
"..." Su Ruyi felt like she was about to be driven crazy by Zhong Misu. "He's stupid, and you're stupid too, right?"
"Li Wang, Lao Hu, and I tried to persuade him for a long time, but that silly old man threw a tantrum and insisted on sleeping with Grandpa Jin. He said that they had to sleep in the same bed to meet in their dreams, and that they had to drink tea together. He talked in a very mysterious and creepy way. He was also very heavy, and the two of them couldn't lift him. We really had no choice!" Zhong Misu put on an innocent expression.
Su Ruyi leaned over the window and saw two old men, one dead and one alive, lying side by side with their eyes closed.
She couldn't help but get goosebumps.
With her medicine kit on her back, she prepared to leave again.
Zhong Misu grabbed her hand: "Ruyi, what do I have to do for you to forgive me?"
Su Ruyi jerked her hand away as if she'd been electrocuted: "Let go! Shen Heping might have encephalitis, that's a deadly disease!"
Zhong Misu murmured, "Tell me, I beg you to tell me!"
Seeing his distraught appearance, Su Ruyi felt a pang of pity: "The person I know is named Zhong Su. He and you are completely different people—some things really don't need to be forced!"
“Zhong Su…Zhong Su…” Zhong Misu murmured.
Su Ruyi slung her medicine kit over her shoulder and hurried out the door.
Then they ran into Hu Zhenbo, who had just finished using the toilet. As usual, he was limping and hissing in pain: "It's numb! It's numb again!"
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