The drive to the county took about an hour. Along the way, Zhao Shiyun slowed down to take care of Lin Yan. It took an hour and a half before he saw the county gate. Zhao Shiyun jumped off the donkey cart, led it forward, and lined up to enter the city.
They soon arrived. Zhao Shiyun asked the guard at the city gate about the location of the clinic. The guard enthusiastically showed him the way. Zhao Shiyun thanked him, pulled the reins, and walked in the direction the guard pointed.
The closer Zhao Shiyun got to the clinic, the faster his heartbeat grew. He was gripped by a wave of fear, worried about the child and Lin Yan's health. Regardless of his thoughts, he eventually arrived at the clinic's door.
"Yu-Zhi-Tang..." Zhao Shiyun muttered the name of the clinic in a low voice, then called out to the back: "Brother Yan, Ah Ma, we're here."
Li Yuemei patted Lin Yan lightly a few times, and Lin Yan slowly woke up, unable to tell where he was for a moment.
"Brother Yan, we're here, come down." Li Yuemei reminded softly.
Lin Yan finally came to his senses. He woke up, took Li Yuemei's hand and got out of the car. Zhao Shiyun was already waiting on the side and quickly reached out to support him.
"Ah, Brother Yan, you wait here for a while. I'll go ask where to park the donkey cart." The space in front of the clinic was not very large, and parking a donkey cart there would block the way. Zhao Shiyun asked the big brother who was setting up a stall opposite and learned that there was an open space not far away where the donkey cart could be parked. There were people watching over it, and it cost one penny to park there for an hour.
Zhao Shiyun thanked his elder brother and drove the donkey cart into the open space. Lin Yan and the others waited for half a minute before Zhao Shiyun returned. After calming down, they stepped into the clinic.
There were several patients seeking medical treatment in the clinic at the moment, sitting in the lobby waiting. They could vaguely see a doctor at the back taking their pulses and examining them.
At this time, a pharmacist came over and said, "Are you here to see a doctor? There are three patients ahead. Please sit here and wait for a while."
After that, he led the three of them to the waiting area on the left side of the lobby. There were chairs there for them to sit and wait. Zhao Shiyun helped Lin Yan sit down, but he himself was in no mood. He took a few steps anxiously before being hit by Li Yuemei. "Be quiet for a while. You're annoying me when you leave."
Zhao Shiyun curled his lips and found an empty seat to sit down.
Zhao Shiyun had just sat down when he couldn't help but stand up again, his eyes fixed on the inner room, hoping that the doctor would finish seeing the patient in front as soon as possible. Lin Yan saw his restless appearance and gently tugged at the corner of his clothes, "Brother Shiyun, don't worry, it's almost our turn." Zhao Shiyun sat down again, but before he could even sit comfortably, he heard the medicine boy shout, "Next." Zhao Shiyun stood up immediately, rubbed his hands nervously, and when he realized that it wasn't them who was being called, he sat down again.
After waiting for about two quarters of an hour, it was finally their turn. Zhao Shiyun helped Lin Yan stand up, and Li Yuemei followed behind. The three of them walked into the inner room. The doctor raised his head and said gently, "Sit down. Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
The doctor was a female doctor, about forty years old, with a gentle face, which inexplicably calmed Lin Yan's mood. Zhao Shiyun hurriedly told her Lin Yan's situation in detail. The doctor listened and nodded, then took Lin Yan's pulse. Zhao Shiyun didn't dare to breathe, his eyes fixed on the doctor's expression.
Doctor Bai took Lin Yan's pulse for about half a minute, then let go of Lin Yan's hand and said, "It's exactly as you said. The previous doctor's pulse check wasn't too wrong. One of the pulses was a little weak, so there's a possibility of premature birth."
When Zhao Shiyun heard this, his tense nerves instantly became even more tense. Lin Yan also felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar and was unable to speak.
"Doctor, is there any treatment?" Finally, it was Li Yuemei who asked the key question with trembling lips.
"The fetus is already eight months old. No matter how much I supplement it, it won't help. Now I can only observe it more. If I have stomach pain or spotting, I will seek medical attention immediately."
"Do you know when the birth will take place?"
"That's the difficulty. It's hard to guarantee. The baby may be born tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or in seven days. It's also possible that the baby will be born at full term. These are uncertain factors, so it cannot be treated." Doctor Bai sighed. She also wanted to give the young couple a positive answer, but she couldn't lie.
Several people didn't know how to react for a moment. Zhao Shiyun moved his lips, wanting to say something but unable to speak. He felt a sense of powerlessness coming over him. Lin Yan clutched the corner of his clothes tightly, his eyes full of worry and fear. Li Yuemei fought back tears and comforted him, "Brother Yan, don't be afraid, maybe you can give birth to the baby at full term."
Doctor Bai finally prescribed some tonics, asking them to take them regularly, get plenty of rest, and come see him immediately if they felt any discomfort. Zhao Shiyun paid for the medicine, took it, and helped Lin Yan and Li Yuemei out of the clinic.
On the way back, Li Yuemei took over the driving. The donkey cart moved slowly, and the atmosphere was particularly heavy. Zhao Shiyun kept praying in his heart, hoping that Lin Yan could give birth to the child safely. Lin Yan leaned in Zhao Shiyun's arms and whispered, "Brother Shiyun, I'm so scared." After that, tears began to fall, wetting his clothes. Zhao Shiyun hugged his shoulders, silently comforting him, letting him vent his emotions. When Lin Yan gradually stopped crying, he held Lin Yan's hand tightly and said, "No matter what, we will face it together."
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