Chapter 7 Millennium Ganoderma
Xue Che unexpectedly leaned over to take a look.
When the bamboo basket was lifted up, the moon and the stream water slipped away from the gaps, leaving only a wet fish.
The fish was four feet long, with an unusually broad head and silver scales that gleamed in the moonlight.
Su Zhizhi stepped on the exposed stones in the stream with her little feet, and picked up the fish that was swinging its tail.
The fish was taller than her even when standing.
"Ah Che, look!"
Xue Che: It’s a really big fish!!
How can there be such a big fish in the stream?!
"It's a bighead carp, take it." Su Zhizhi happily threw the fish to Xue Che on the shore.
Xue Che was hit by the big fish and staggered backward.
It's too heavy.
It was so heavy that he couldn't even hold it.
Su Zhizhi put the bamboo basket into the stream again. This time, she shook it a few times as if she was playing in the water, and actually caught a few fish that were one or two feet long.
"Okay, these fish are almost enough." Su Zhizhi came ashore with the bamboo basket in her arms, satisfied.
"Ah Che, if you become my little brother, I will give you a special fish."
Xue Che dragged the fish with great effort: "No need."
"Hmph." Su Zhizhi brought the fish over and put them into the basket, not letting Xue Che carry them anymore.
Half of the bighead carp's body was stuffed into the bamboo basket, with half of its tail sticking out.
Just as the two were about to go back, a fine rain suddenly fell from the sky.
A-choo! Xue Che sneezed and subconsciously said, "Excuse me."
Su Zhizhi looked around and took Xue Che's hand:
"I'll find you an umbrella."
Xue Che wanted to pull his hand back in embarrassment. Few people would hold his hand like this, not even his father.
But Su Zhizhi held on tightly and with great strength, and Xue Che couldn't break free. Moreover, her palms were warm, and warmth continued to flow from her hands.
Xue Che was led by her.
"Where are you going to find an umbrella? Didn't we not bring an umbrella?" Xue Che remembered that Su Zhizhi only brought a bamboo basket.
“There’s just one here.”
Su Zhizhi stopped beside a dead tree stump.
The dead tree stump was as thick as seven or eight people could hug, with tangled roots, like an old monster in the forest.
There were many mushrooms growing on the tree stump, one of which was extremely large, with the top as big as a crown.
Xue Che had never seen such a big mushroom, but he was not surprised.
In just two days, he was surprised so many times that a huge mushroom could no longer cause any ripples in his eyes.
Su Zhizhi grabbed the mushroom stem with both hands: "Pick it off, it can be used as an umbrella."
The mushrooms grew firmly on the tree, and Su Zhizhi pulled them out with all her strength.
The night wind blew, and raindrops hit the dead wood at an angle.
Xue Che rubbed his eyes. He seemed to see the dead tree stump shaking just now.
Bang! The big mushroom was pulled off, and Su Zhizhi lost her balance and fell flat on her butt while holding the mushroom.
Xue Che went to help her, and she had already stood up by herself.
Su Zhizhi's butt was covered in mud. She happily raised the big mushroom in her hand, just enough to cover their little heads:
"Ache, we have an umbrella! You don't have to get wet in the rain."
She tiptoed on the mushroom and turned around, with stars in her eyes.
Under the mushroom umbrella, Xue Che's face, which had been dull for a long time, was brightened by her gaze. There was a barren place in his heart that was moistened by the rain, and tender sprouts broke through the soil.
"Zhizhi, thank you."
Xue Che felt the blood in his body boiling and his vision began to blur.
Su Zhizhi noticed an abnormal blush on Xue Che's face:
"Ache, are you okay?"
Xue Che shook his head: "It's okay."
As soon as he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and fell backwards.
Su Zhizhi threw the mushroom in her hand:
"Ache! Ache!"
…
At the gate of the courtyard, Wu Yingniang put on a straw raincoat.
She searched the village and didn't see Su Zhizhi, so she immediately left the village to look for her.
"Aren, you wait at home. If Zhizhi comes back, have Abao come and tell him."
Po flapped his wings on the eaves, and his eagle eyes became sharper at night.
Hao Ren nodded and helped Wu Yingniang put on her raincoat.
"Go with Kong Wu. He'll look after you. Be careful."
Before Wu Yingniang stepped out of the door, she saw a small group of people appear not far away.
Hao Ren and Wu Yingniang spoke at the same time:
“Zhizhi!”
Su Zhizhi was really in a mess tonight.
Her clothes were soaked by the rain, with patches of mud on them, and her wet hair stuck to her forehead in clumps.
He was carrying the unconscious Xue Che on his back, and a bamboo basket was slung backwards in front of him, with half of a thick fish tail sticking out of the basket.
Po flew over to help, stretched out his claws, and helped Su Zhizhi take away the bamboo basket hanging around her neck.
Wu Yingniang also rushed in front of Zhizhi.
Looking at my daughter covered in mud, the first thought in my mind was:
This child needs to be washed quickly before he can take it.
"Mom, Che fainted."
There was a hint of grievance in her voice, and her big eyes were clearly black and white.
Su Zhizhi was exhausted from carrying Xue Che and a bamboo basket of big fish all the way. She even fell several times on the way.
But she gritted her teeth and didn't let go of any of them, carrying them all the way back home.
When Wu Yingniang saw the two children like this, her anger disappeared immediately, and she was left with only heartache:
"Go home quickly to take a shower and change clothes. I'll take Che to Dr. Yu."
Hao Ren had boiled some hot water in advance and told Su Zhizhi to go and take a bath.
Su Zhizhi was so tired that she couldn't hear what Hao Ren said to her. After taking a shower, she climbed into bed and fell asleep as soon as her head touched the pillow.
Hao Ren smiled helplessly and covered Su Zhizhi with the quilt.
The rain dripped all night long.
Xue Che also had a fever all night long in Doctor Yu's house.
Doctor Yu fed Xue Che some medicine, and by dawn, Xue Che's fever had subsided, but he was still in a coma.
When Su Zhizhi woke up in the morning, the first thing she did was to ask Wu Yingniang:
"Mom, how is Ache?"
Xue Che suddenly fainted last night, and Su Zhizhi was really scared.
The uncles and aunts in the village could still drink and go out after being stabbed twice, but Xue Che fainted when he went fishing with her.
Su Zhizhi was extremely surprised.
Wu Yingniang briefly explained Xue Che's condition: "He is weak and can't stand being with you."
Su Zhizhi was so anxious that she went to Doctor Yu's house to see Xue Che.
The rain outside had not stopped yet. The bamboo basket that Abao had brought back for Zhizhi last night was leaning against the corner of the wall. Wu Yingniang was too busy to go and look at it.
When Su Zhizhi went out, she saw the bamboo basket:
"Mom, there's a bighead carp in the basket that I caught! I want to drink some fish head soup."
She took out the big mushrooms from the basket, held them over her head to keep out the rain, and ran to Doctor Yu's house.
Upon hearing this, Wu Yingniang remembered the bamboo basket her daughter had brought last night.
She walked to the bamboo basket, bent down, and took out a big fish half a person's length.
Wu Yingniang: Wow! The whole village can have a bowl of fish soup.
…
Doctor Yu's home is at the easternmost end of the village. It is very quiet and suitable for him to concentrate on studying medicine.
Hao Ren got up early in the morning and rushed over to see Xue Che:
"Doctor Yu, is Ache's life in danger?"
Doctor Yu had been up all night, his eyes were dark blue, but his gaze was bright and excited:
"Not at the moment, but his condition is difficult to cure."
He likes to compete with the King of Hell for people. The more difficult and complicated diseases and deadly poisons he encounters, the more energetic he becomes.
"One reason is that his mother was born with a poison, and the other is that he was exposed to cold when he was young. Some time ago, he was taken away by human traffickers and had to sleep outdoors. Furthermore, he got caught in the rain last night and was cold. Naturally, his body couldn't handle it."
Hao Ren's face was solemn: "Doctor Yu, do you have any treatment?"
Doctor Yu took up his pen and wrote the prescription:
"Since he's been sent to me, I can definitely save him. We need to clear the poison from his body first, and then get rid of the cold. If he's properly cared for, he'll be back to normal in two years at the earliest."
Hao Ren's expression softened considerably: "Thank you, Doctor Yu."
Doctor Yu's tone changed: "It's just that it can't be cured now. We're still missing a medicine to remove the poison."
Hao Ren: "What medicinal herbs? I can go down the mountain to buy some."
Doctor Yu said in a deep voice: "Thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum."
Hao Ren was silent.
Ganoderma lucidum is not easy to obtain. Even hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum is hard to find in pharmacies, let alone thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum.
Even if they had thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, they would most likely send it to the palace as tribute.
Many years ago, on the Empress Dowager’s birthday, a local official presented her with a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum.
Hao Ren had the good fortune to see it once. It was shaped like an umbrella and had thick roots.
Doctor Yu: "Fortunately, he is still young and there is still time. If we wait until he reaches adulthood to treat him, even the Great Immortals would not be able to save him."
"Wow—Ache—"
Su Zhizhi rushed in from outside with tears in her eyes, her hair flying.
She ran all the way from home to Doctor Yu's door and heard Doctor Yu and her father talking.
I didn't hear anything else except the line "Even gods can't save him."
Su Zhizhi lay down beside Xue Che's bed, her delicate face pale with fear, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Ah Che, I will never take you fishing again... I, I didn't know that fishing could kill people..."
"I've killed you... wow..."
Su Zhizhi cried loudly, and the mushroom umbrella in her hand slipped and rolled half a circle on the ground.
Hao Ren said nothing, staring intently at the giant mushroom as it rolled to his feet.
The texture is glossy and the lid is as big as an umbrella.
It was even bigger than the one he had seen at the Queen Mother’s birthday celebration many years ago.
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