He looked at Jian's father with awe. Jian's father frowned when he noticed his gaze, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he told Zhang Nan, "Go back and comfort him. I'll prescribe some medicine for him and send it over tomorrow."
"good."
She nodded and asked Father Jian, "Uncle, can I ask how long it will take for the medicine to heal?"
“It depends on the person.”
Father Jian thought for a moment and gave an answer, "At least ten days and half a month, at most one or two months."
Zhang Nan breathed a sigh of relief, "That makes me feel relieved."
As long as the patient isn't disabled, it doesn't matter if it takes longer or shorter.
Anyway, her belly is getting bigger day by day, so it's a good time for Lao Bai to take care of his health.
Thinking of this, she couldn't wait to say goodbye and go home.
After taking a bath in the evening, Jian Yuelan sat cross-legged on the bed, playing the finger-grabbing game with Xiao Doudou, and asked Ye Linxing, who was applying the ointment on his body, "Did Lao Bai really cry?"
Ye Linxing paused and hummed, "crying."
She cried quite pitifully.
Mainly because of the blow from my dad.
Thinking of what Father Jian said when he was treating Old Bai, his expression twisted a little, "Dad is actually quite scary."
He knew very well the principle of hitting the snake at its most vulnerable part, and with just one sentence he hit Old Bai so hard that he couldn't even lift his head.
He came over and whispered to Jian Yuelan, "I suspect that even if Lao Bai gets better, he will probably still have some psychological trauma."
"What did Dad say?"
She was extremely curious, but Ye Linxing refused to say anything and would cover her mouth when she asked too much.
Then······
That’s all.
Because little Doudou was full of energy and refused to sleep, the couple could only play with him.
This kid is a chatterbox and likes to babble. He needs adults to talk to him. If you don't talk to him, he will pout and turn red with his eyes and cry in front of you.
There was nothing the couple could do but to support him.
Finally, he fell asleep, and Jian Yuelan also fell on the bed sleepily, yawning.
"It's time for bed."
Ye Linxing grabbed her with his big hands, pulled her into his arms and hugged her, saying softly, "Wife, give me some money tomorrow."
"Usual place, take as much as you want."
He raised an eyebrow, "You didn't even ask me what I was doing here?"
"No need to ask, I trust you."
These words full of trust moved Ye Linxing so much that he hugged her tightly, "I received a letter from Xiaojiu today."
Xiaojiu was Ye Linxing's comrade in the original army. He went to the battlefield with him and was one of the survivors. Later, due to serious injuries and missing a leg, he had no choice but to leave and return to his hometown.
This is a typical northwestern man with a cheerful demeanor.
"Something happened to him?"
Jian Yuelan woke up from her sleepiness.
He hummed, his tone a little low, "His wife is pregnant, and he has no tickets, no food, and a severe water shortage. He can hardly survive."
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