Chapter 16 Fever
"No, it's impossible, Zhu'er is my child!" Jiang Rong said with a firm look.
How could a mother not recognize her own child? With the same facial features as hers and a personality similar to Song Bai, how could he not be her child?
Old Lady Song said, "It's true that he is your biological son, but he did die that day. If you don't believe me, you can ask Chunxia. One person may have made a mistake, but it's impossible for everyone to make a mistake."
Chunxia is Song Dayi's wife. She used to be on duty in the old lady's room. Later, when she was older, she took care of the garden.
Song Bai asked, "Mom, how come Zhu'er is still alive and well?"
This was also the reason why Mrs. Song was puzzled. The child was obviously cold that day, and the two of them were holding the child helpless. They did not dare to tell Jiang Rong, because her health had just improved. If she knew that the child died, she would be even more sad.
"Chunxia and I were at a loss and planned to take the child away for burial. But she took the child out for half a day and then came back with him. The child was actually alive again..."
Song Bai quickly said, "Maybe it's fake death! Didn't Dad treat people who faked death when he was alive?"
That happened 20 years ago, and it caused a sensation in the county. One winter day, a family came to the clinic in a hurry, saying that their old man had come back to life!
His children watched him die the night before and the coffin was ready. But unexpectedly, the old man crawled out of the coffin the next night and almost scared his children to death.
When the old man of the Song family went to treat the old man, he found that the dying old man had a rosy complexion and ate two bowls of rice at a meal. He also felt his pulse and found it to be normal. In the end, he guessed that it might be a case of pretending to die.
Later, the old man lived for another three or four years. When he died for the second time, his children did not dare to bury him in advance for fear that his body would resurrect again. They held his body for seven days during the hottest days of summer, and only dared to bury the body after it had grown smelly.
Adults can fake their own death, but can such a small baby also fake its own death? Song Bai didn't know.
Old Mrs. Song continued, "Of course I am happy that the child is alive. I took the child from Chunxia, but I saw..."
"He didn't cry or make a fuss. He looked at me suspiciously. That look was definitely not what a child should have! I was so scared that I immediately asked someone to send him back to your yard."
Jiang Rong finally understood. It turned out that her mother-in-law thought that her son was possessed by a mountain spirit or a monster?
The couple looked at each other for a moment as if they had heard a strange story. Song Bai said firmly, "Mom, maybe Zhu'er's resurrection is too bizarre, but no matter what, he is my child, the son I raised since he was a toddler. You may not like him, but Rong'er and I will always love him."
Old Lady Song: "I understand. Maybe I have been possessed by a demon for these years...Yuzhu is a good kid. He jumped out of the car to save Yumin."
After the old lady left, Jiang Rong came to her senses. No matter what anyone said, she could not deprive her of her love for her son. She changed her clothes and combed her hair. She swore in her heart that her son must be fine and she must not fall down first!
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It was already late at night when Song Bai and Jiang Rong arrived at the county town. The city gates were closed and would not be opened until tomorrow morning. The couple sat in the carriage and waited anxiously for dawn.
Although Yang Yuanqing left, he left 300 soldiers here to garrison and replaced the original city defense. Jiangcheng County then changed its owner.
The newly arrived city defense soldiers were much more strict than before. Those wearing weapons were not allowed to enter the city. Non-natives were required to hold a pass issued by their place of origin to pass. Traveling merchants had to pay one-tenth of the silver for their goods before they could enter the city to sell them.
As soon as the Yin hour passed, the city gate opened. The coachmen drove the carriages forward in a line. When they arrived at the city gate, Song Bai took out the household registration that he had prepared in advance for the officers and soldiers to check, and the couple entered the city smoothly.
"Quick, go to the infirmary!"
"Hey!" The driver whipped the horse and the horse started running. Jiang Rong held Song Bai's hand tightly in the car, her heart in her throat.
Finally arriving at the clinic, Song Qiao jumped off the carriage and knocked on the door.
After knocking for a long time, Song Quan's voice came from inside: "The clinic is closed, come back in a few days!"
"Song Quan, open the door, it's me!"
"Bang!" The kettle in Song Quan's hand fell to the ground. He crawled over to open the door. Seeing Song Bai and Jiang standing at the door, he couldn't help but burst into tears.
"Master, Madam, you are finally back!"
"Where is Zhu'er?" the couple asked in unison.
"Master, he was taken away by the soldiers!"
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Jiangcheng County is more than 100 miles away from Xuzhou, and it takes about two days to get there by horseback. However, the army cannot march that fast, and the horses need to eat grass and rest. Halfway through the journey, it was getting dark, so Yang Yuanqing ordered to set up camp to rest for one night and continue the journey tomorrow.
After getting off the horse, Song Yuzhu felt that his legs were not his own. He took a step forward and fell straight to the ground.
Seeing this, Zhao Xiao flew to his side, helped him up and asked, "What's wrong?"
Song Yuzhu's face turned blue and he pointed at his lower body. There was actually blood between his thighs!
Several lieutenants who were traveling with them stopped beside the two men on horseback and whistled, "Hey, what happened to this young doctor?"
Zhao Xiao was too lazy to pay attention to them. He just picked the man up and ordered his men to set up a tent quickly to settle him down.
"Hiss... It hurts! Be gentler, be gentler!" Song Yuzhu was sitting on a stool and Zhao Xiao was helping him take off his pants.
Riding a horse is a technical job. Song Yuzhu didn't know any tricks when she rode a horse for the first time. The tender flesh on her thighs was rubbed by the saddle, and the blood soaked her pants. After drying, the blood stuck tightly to her skin and she couldn't take it off.
Zhao Xiao's eyebrows twisted into knots: "If you knew it hurt, why didn't you tell me? Why did you just endure it all the way?"
"I didn't expect it to be so serious... It hurts!" Song Yuzhu bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes.
"No, if you tear it too hard, the skin will be torn off. I'll get some warm water and soak the blood clots before taking it off."
Song Yuzhu nodded with a sallow face. If he had known that riding a horse would be so painful, he would rather have sat in the wooden cart carrying supplies at the back.
Zhao Xiao took the wooden basin and asked the cook for hot water. The captain came over and joked, "You are so lucky~"
"What's wrong?"
The man looked like you were still pretending: "That young doctor must be a woman, right? I saw her pants turned red when she got off the horse. Did she have her period?"
"Don't be a jerk. He rubbed his thighs raw riding a horse."
The man touched his nose angrily: "Tsk, looking at his red lips and white teeth, I thought he was a girl in men's clothing."
Zhao Xiao asked for hot water to help Song Yuzhu treat the injury.
The location of the injury was a bit awkward, right on the inside of both thighs. When I took off my pants, only a thin pair of underwear was left.
Song Yuzhu refused to take it off: "I'll do it myself!"
Zhao Xiao: "I have everything you have, why should you be embarrassed as a gentleman?"
Song Yuzhu blushed and said, "Not everyone is used to exposing their bodies in front of others."
"Okay, then you can do it yourself. Call me if you need any help."
Zhao Xiao lifted the door curtain and walked out of the accounting office, but suddenly a strange feeling popped up in his mind: This young doctor's legs are so white, and they feel good to touch, as soft as white flour buns.
Thinking that they were both men, Zhao Xiao quickly shook his head to get rid of the messy thoughts in his head.
Inside the tent, Song Yuzhu carefully lifted up his trousers and gasped when he saw the worn wound. The cut was so deep!
I endured the pain, sprinkled the wound medicine I made myself, wrapped it with a clean cloth, and prayed silently in my heart that it would not get infected!
Whatever you fear will come true. Song Yuzhu was originally three points weaker than ordinary people, and she fell ill due to the worry and fear she had been running around for the past few days.
At dinner time, Zhao Xiao came over and called him to eat, but seeing that he was sleeping soundly, he did not disturb him and brought back a meal from the kitchen.
After waiting for a long time and still seeing him not wake up, Zhao Xiao was afraid that the food would get cold, so he got up and patted him.
"Wake up, eat before going back to sleep."
Song Yuzhu opened her eyes drowsily, responded, and fell asleep again.
Zhao Xiao realized something was wrong, and reached out to touch his forehead, which was burning hot! He immediately ordered someone to find a military doctor to diagnose him.
"Wake up, Song Yuzhu, wake up quickly?"
Song Yuzhu was pulled out of bed by him and shuddered. He knew he was sick and should take medicine, but he instinctively didn't want to move and just wanted to lie down and take a nap.
"Stop sleeping and open your eyes." Zhao Xiao had never taken care of a patient before and really didn't know how to start. Seeing that he was about to sleep again, he reached out to pry his eyes open.
Song Yuzhu weakly slapped his hand away and said in a hoarse voice, "Pour me a cup of warm water and soak a wet towel."
"Hey!" Zhao Xiao hurriedly went to pour some water, then wet a piece of cloth and handed it to Song Yuzhu.
"What else do you need?"
"No more..." Song Yuzhu finished drinking the water, then used a cloth to wipe his neck and armpits, and finally folded it into a small square and placed it on his forehead.
Soon, a military doctor came over, felt Zhao Xiao's pulse and said, "You have internal injuries and fever, and you are weak and feel cold. You need to take some medicine to clear away heat and detoxify." He wrote a prescription and asked Zhao Xiao to get the medicine from the army's supply station.
After the doctor left, Song Yuzhu struggled to open her eyelids: "Let me see the prescription...
Zhao Xiao quickly handed him the prescription. Song Yuzhu glanced at it and saw that it was some medicine for clearing away heat and said, "Add half a penny more ephedra and half the amount of raw almonds. Go get the medicine..."
"Hey!" Zhao Xiao hurriedly followed Song Yuzhu's instructions and asked his men to fetch the medicine, then he personally squatted outside the camp to light a fire and boil the medicine.
The soldiers passing by looked at him in surprise. It was really eye-opening that Captain Zhao, who was usually cold-blooded and ruthless, would actually decoct medicine for people.
After boiling the medicine, Zhao Xiao brought it into the tent and saw Song Yuzhu lying on the bed, dreaming and talking nonsense.
"Xiao Zhang, how many operations are there this afternoon?"
"I have to work non-stop again, right? You really think I'm a donkey. Even a landlord can't treat me like this!"
Zhao Xiao didn't understand what he said, so he reached out and touched his forehead and cheeks, which were still hot.
Song Yuzhu suddenly grabbed his hand and rubbed it on her face: "Mom, I feel so uncomfortable..."
Zhao Xiao's heart softened, and he pulled the man out of the quilt with both hands and shook him: "Wake up, drink the medicine and go to sleep."
"Hmm... hm?" Song Yuzhu opened her eyes in a daze, and only then did she remember where she was when she saw Zhao Xiao. She took the bowl of medicine in his hand and drank it all in one gulp. After that, she fell asleep and did not forget to say thank you before going to bed.
Zhao Xiao covered him with the quilt and whispered, "No need to thank me. If I hadn't pulled you over here, you wouldn't have to suffer this."
(End of this chapter)
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