He guessed that Zhao Rongsheng might be the person Song Jianshe had hired to treat his leg, but he didn't think it was the right person. Zhao Rongsheng didn't have a medicine box, but was carrying a basket on his back. Shen Yibei was standing next to him. The old man and the young man didn't look like people with medical skills.
Song Jianshe brought Zhao Rongsheng and Shen Yibei into the main hall, introduced them, and then looked at Song Jianye with some guilt as he explained to him:
"Third brother, Uncle Zhao knows some medical skills, so I invited him here without telling you in advance."
Song Jianye didn't react much. After all, they had been brothers for so many years, and he knew that Song Jianye was doing it for his own good.
The person had already arrived, so he didn't say anything to refuse: "Then I'll trouble you, Uncle Zhao."
The worst case scenario is that it cannot be cured.
Zhao Rongsheng nodded and placed the small basket on the ground. Song Jianye then saw some things inside, but they were very mixed and he couldn't tell what they were. But they didn't seem to have much to do with treating illnesses.
Zhao Rongsheng squatted down in front of Song Jianye, then carefully lifted up his trouser legs and saw Song Jianye's injured leg bones underneath.
"Xiaobei, bring the lamp closer to me." There was a kerosene lamp on the table, but it was a little far away and the light was a little dim.
Before Shen Yibei could move, Yang Yulan hurriedly brought the kerosene lamp and placed it near Song Jianye's legs so that Zhao Rongsheng could see more clearly.
Zhao Rongsheng nodded slightly, then carefully touched the place where Song Jianye was dislocated, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.
Yang Yulan, who was standing next to him, was so nervous that her palms were sweating. Especially when she saw Zhao Rongsheng frowning, her heart sank little by little.
Feng Guizhi was the same. She had finally found a doctor who knew how to treat Song Jianye's leg. She had always had some hope in her heart, thinking that maybe it could be cured, but now it seemed...
Song Jianshe's heart was beating in his throat as he watched from the side. He wanted to ask but didn't dare to speak, so he just waited anxiously.
After Zhao Rongsheng carefully felt around again, he asked Song Jianye some questions, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter. He lowered Song Jianye's trouser legs and stood up. He couldn't help but sigh:
"well."
Seeing him like this, Song Jianshe had already given up hope, but he still asked, "Isn't there any way Uncle Zhao can cure it?"
Yang Yulan turned her face away and held back her tears.
Song Jianye's watch
His mood remained unchanged. He reached out and held Yang Yulan's hand, silently comforting her.
Zhao Rongsheng shook his head: "No, it can be cured, but..."
Upon hearing that it could be cured, Song Jianshe regained some hope, but he was also a little afraid of what would come after the "but".
Song Jianye asked again, "Uncle Zhao, if you have anything to say, just say it. I can handle it."
Zhao Rongsheng sighed and said, "It's actually not difficult to treat your leg. It's just that the conditions here are not very good, and the process may be very painful."
As soon as he finished speaking, the room fell silent.
Feng Guizhi, Song Jianshe, and Yang Yulan all looked at each other, their voices trembling with disbelief:
"You mean, it can be cured?"
Song Jianye had almost given up, but Zhao Rongsheng unexpectedly said it was easy to treat. He opened his mouth to say something, but in the end, he didn't ask, fearing that he would be disappointed again. He just stared at Zhao Rongsheng, listening to what he said next.
"Yes, it can be cured." Zhao Rongsheng was a little surprised by their reaction, because although Song Jianye's leg looked scary, it was not difficult or complicated to treat. But he turned around and remembered what Shen Yibei had said to him before, and then he understood it and added:
"Although the bone is dislocated, it's not difficult to treat. It's just that there's no professional treatment equipment here, so it might be painful. Because the fracture is dislocated and it's affecting my life, treatment requires breaking the bone again and then letting it grow and heal."
Zhao Rongsheng was very specific and said the treatment wasn't difficult. Feng Guizhi and the others were stunned, a bit incredulous.
However, what he said made them completely doubtless. Even if they didn't understand, they could feel that his medical skills might be much better than Old Yang's.
Song Jianye's heart was pounding: "It's okay, I'm not afraid of pain. As long as it can be cured, I can bear it."
He had given up before because he thought it was incurable, and going to the town or county for treatment would not only require a lot of manpower but also cost a lot of money, so after thinking about it, he had no choice but to accept the fact. But now that Zhao Rongsheng said it could be cured, how could he not be excited?
Feng Guizhi also reacted: "Uncle Zhao, just tell us what treatment you need and we will cooperate."
Yang Yulan's tears finally fell.
She covered her mouth and cried with joy.
"Don't move your legs easily these few days. If you have time, you can massage your legs. I will prepare in the next two days and then come for treatment."
"Okay, thank you Uncle Zhao, thank you Uncle Zhao." Song Jianshe kept thanking him, his heart full of gratitude.
Originally, he only held a small hope, but he didn't expect it to actually come true! He was extremely grateful for his decision to bring Zhao Rongsheng to see Song Jianye's legs.
Fearing they might be worried, Zhao Rongsheng added a few words before leaving: "I've performed this type of surgery many times before. You can rest assured. Your child and Xiaobei are friends, and I will do my best to treat him."
"Uncle Zhao, thank you so much."
She couldn't express her gratitude enough to the Song family. Seeing them leave, Feng Guizhi hurriedly ran to get four or five eggs and put them in the basket that Zhao Rongsheng was carrying.
"No, you're welcome, just take it back..." Zhao Rongsheng hurriedly wanted to return it.
"It's just a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it. After all, you have helped our family a lot this time. This little thing is nothing."
"Yes, Xiaobei has helped me a lot before. We are taking advantage of him by giving him these little things. Uncle Zhao, please accept them." Song Jianshe also said hurriedly.
Zhao Rongsheng wanted to say something, but was stopped by Shen Yibei: “Grandpa, let’s take it.”
He didn't really want these eggs, but if he accepted them, the Song family would feel more at ease. And after all, treating the leg was a big deal, so this would also make them feel more at ease.
Zhao Rongsheng had no choice but to accept it.
Song Jianshe saw them off from Old Song's house. On the way, Song Jianshe thought for a moment and asked, "Uncle Zhao, how do you want to calculate the medical expenses this time?"
Although Shen Yibei and the others had never mentioned asking for money when they came to help with his legs, now that he had decided to treat it, he still had to mention it, otherwise it would be too much of an advantage.
Zhao Rongsheng quickly waved his hands: "No, no, I'm just helping out within my ability. Besides, you should know a little about our business. Giving us money would only bring trouble."
Song Jianshe thought about it and realized that it was indeed true, so he didn't mention it again. He just secretly took note of the matter and would repay it later.
After crossing the big pond and reaching the other side of the bridge, Zhao Rongsheng didn't let Song Jianshe send him off anymore, and then he and Shen Yibei returned to the cowshed together in the moonlight.
The lights in the main hall of Old Song's house were still on, and three people were still sitting in the hall.
Everyone in the room was filled with joy. Soon, Song Jianshe came back and together with Yang Yulan, they carefully carried him back to the west room.
"Don't worry, sister-in-law, it will definitely be cured."
After all, they didn't know Zhao Rongsheng, and even though he said he could cure it, they still felt a little worried. Song Jianshe was also a little worried, but he felt that Zhao Rongsheng seemed to understand medicine and was much better than Old Yang, so he believed that Zhao Rongsheng could definitely cure Song Jianye's leg. He told Yang Yulan about it now, hoping to allay her concerns.
Yang Yulan responded, and her heart did feel a little more at ease. She believed in Song Jianshe, and she also believed in Zhao Rongsheng.
After waking up the next day, Feng Guizhi and Yang Yulan both had relaxed smiles on their faces and started working early in the morning.
Song Jianye's leg will soon begin treatment, and the dark clouds above their heads will soon dissipate.
During breakfast, Feng Guizhi told her family about this. She hadn't been sure yesterday, but now that she had decided to get treatment, she had to let everyone in the family know.
"Really? Jianye's leg can be cured?" Chen Xiuxiu said in surprise.
"When did this happen? How come we don't know about it? How can we treat it? Don't we have to go to town?" Sun Suyun also asked.
"What happened last night? Jianshe knew a doctor, so he asked him to come and take a look. Since he wasn't sure if he could cure it, he didn't tell anyone. After he came last night..."
After hearing this, the eldest and second eldest families also became happy.
“That’s wonderful!”
"yes."
After finishing his joy, Song Aiguo asked, "When will the treatment begin? Will it be done at our home?"
"Yes, Uncle Zhao will come again tomorrow night."
The adults were in a joyful mood, and the children at the table all blinked and looked at each other.
"Uncle San needs treatment for his leg?"
"Yes, Third Uncle needs to get his leg treated!"
"Dad, are you really going to treat... treat my leg?" Song Tianen asked again uncertainly, his voice trembling with nervousness.
Baoya also listened nervously.
Yuanbao nodded affirmatively: "Yes, I heard that. Uncle San will start treating his leg tomorrow! His leg will be healed soon, and he will be able to get out of bed and walk like before after it heals."
Tian'en and Baoya's hearts were pounding when they heard this. They were so happy that they wanted to run back to the west room and pull Song Jianye to cheer.
At this moment, Feng Guizhi said to the children: "Don't tell anyone about this matter for now.
We’ll talk about it later.”
The younger ones nodded heavily when they heard this: "Yeah! No need to tell!"
Today, the Song family is filled with a joyful atmosphere, and even the pace of going to work is much more relaxed.
......
When the adults got off work in the afternoon and the children came back from the back mountain, Feng Guizhi thought for a moment and called Song Jianshe:
"Old Four, take out the watermelon so we can cut it and eat it later."
Song Jianshe responded, walked to the well, took the watermelon out of the bucket, and carried it into the main room.
The little ones immediately gathered around it, their eyes wide with curiosity: "What is this? Is it a melon?"
Song Bowen had eaten it before and knew what it was, so he said, "This is watermelon, very sweet."
"Yes, it's very sweet and delicious." Song Boyu said after wiping his saliva.
Baoya had never eaten it before. She looked at the big, round watermelon, lying on the table with her eyes wide open with curiosity.
"Go and call your parents to come and eat watermelon." Feng Guizhi came over with a clean knife, cut a small piece first and wiped the blade.
"Okay!" Several of the little ones wanted to watch here, but after hearing what Feng Guizhi said, they quickly turned around and ran out. After howling and shouting, they ran back and stood aside, watching eagerly.
The watermelon was huge, weighing about five or six pounds. It made a crisp sound when tapped, clearly ripe. Feng Guizhi placed the knife in the middle and with a slight push, the watermelon split open, slicing in half.
She cut a dozen or so pieces of watermelon into bite-sized pieces, each one tidy and placed on the table. The red flesh and black seeds looked incredibly vibrant, making one's saliva water.
Originally, the watermelon was juicy and filling, so it should have been eaten after dinner. However, there were so many people in Old Song's family. Although the watermelon weighed five or six pounds, it was not small. But after dividing it, each person only had one piece, so Feng Guizhi simply ate it first.
At this moment, Yang Yulan, Chen Xiuxiu and others also arrived. After everyone arrived, each of them took a piece and started eating.
Although Baoya also wanted to eat it, she was thinking of Song Jianye in the west room. She carefully took the watermelon in her hand and slowly brought it to the west room.
Yang Yulan knew what she was thinking at once, and felt very relieved. She did not try to stop her, and followed Baoya back to the west room.
Tian'en saw this and followed with his watermelon.
Baoya carefully held the watermelon in both hands and slowly walked into the house, then brought the watermelon to Song Jianye:
Soft and sticky said:
"Dad, eat."
Song Jianye's heart softened. He rubbed Baoya's head and did not reject her kindness. He took the melon and put it to Baoya's mouth first:
"You taste it first, then Daddy will eat."
Baoya couldn't help but move her little mouth, then lowered her head and took a small bite.
This watermelon has been soaked in cold water for a day. Although it is not too cold to eat, it is particularly heat-reducing in this kind of weather.
The juicy and sugary watermelon made Baoya's eyes light up when it entered her mouth.
"Sweet~"
Song Jianye smiled and fed Baoya another bite. Tianen came in and handed him the melon as well.
Song Jianye also took it, ate the smaller part himself, and shared the rest with Baoya and Tianen.
After eating, Baoya touched her bulging belly and burped a little. Then she looked at the clean watermelon and frowned, a little confused. She took the watermelon for Daddy, so how could her belly be full? Besides, Daddy ate the watermelon, and Brother Tianen also ate it.
Baoya didn't figure it out, so she simply stopped thinking about it. She looked at the watermelon seeds that had fallen nearby and carefully picked them up. She blinked at Song Jianye:
"Grow and eat?"
Song Jianye thought about it and thought that the watermelon seeds could indeed be planted, but they had to be soaked in water for a few hours first. It might be too late to plant them today, so he said:
"Dad will keep it for you first, and you can plant it tomorrow."
Baoya nodded her little head and smiled happily with her lips pursed.
The next day, Song Jianye gave Baoya the soaked watermelon seeds and told her how to plant them. Baoya and Tianen then ran to the vegetable garden outside, found a corner, dug a small hole, and threw the watermelon seeds in.
Yuanbao saw them come out and ran out too, asking in confusion: "Sister Xiaobao, Fifth Brother, what are you doing?"
“Grow…Grow watermelons!”
Yuanbao's eyes widened: "Can watermelons be grown? How do I grow them? I want to grow them too!"
He ran over and saw the watermelon seeds Baoya was holding. He immediately understood: "Oh, I know. You can grow watermelons using watermelon seeds."
But when Yuanbao turned around, he suddenly remembered something and his expression changed.
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