Chapter 135 Life or Death Depends on Him
The land temple in Huachidu Village.
The classroom was full when the teacher finally arrived.
Mu Nanzhao looked very tired.
But he still started teaching as usual.
The first section is morning reading and reciting articles at the same time.
The second section is calligraphy practice.
Mu Nanzhao wrote down the few words he was going to teach today.
Let students read, write and memorize along.
After he wrote the last word, his expression suddenly turned very bad, and he even had to support himself on the table with his hands when he sat down.
While Shitou was learning to write on his little wooden board, he looked ahead anxiously.
Is Mr. Chen feeling unwell again? Is he okay?
Should I get him some hot water to drink during the break later?
Shitou always kept Sister Xixi's instructions in mind and thought about how to take care of Mr. Chen.
At this time, Mu Nanzhao stood up with the help of the table, "You continue copying."
"After writing, take it home and practice calligraphy. Each person should write each character forty times."
"You must also memorize the passages you recited in the morning reading. We will check them tomorrow."
Gou Wa raised his hand, and after getting permission, he stood up and asked, "Teacher, do you mean that we can leave school early after this class?"
Mu Nanzhao's hands, which were pressed on the table, were trembling slightly, but they were covered in his sleeves so the children couldn't see them.
"Yes, I have something urgent to do, so I will leave school early today."
After he finished speaking, he quickly left the school.
Shitou opened his eyes wide in confusion. How come he didn’t know what was going on at home today?
After leaving the land temple and walking to a deserted place, Mu Nanzhao couldn't help coughing.
A sweet and fishy taste rose in my throat, my heart beat like a drum, and my vision went dark.
After the coughing and wheezing subsided, Mu Nanzhao clenched his hands tightly and continued walking home with heavy steps.
No matter what, even if he died today, he couldn't die outside.
At least……
At least go back to that home, see that person and then die...
Gu Xixi's house, the main room.
An Qinghe's proposal was a full twenty pages.
Including investment sources, cooperation methods, various ways to realize agricultural technology industrialization, possibilities for future connections, etc.
The content is rich and the structure is clear.
It can be seen that he worked hard during this period. He not only thought about it himself, but also went for field investigations.
In the past, Gu Xixi only knew that An Qinghe was a smart and hardworking person. In addition, he had been exposed to farming since he was a child, so he might be a good partner.
Now it seems that An Qinghe actually had some consciousness that was ahead of his time.
This is really valuable.
Gu Xixi read a few pages and couldn't help but smile and nodded slightly.
Aunt Zhang, who was wiping the table nearby, saw it and asked curiously, "Is this thing Xiao An wrote for you good? I saw you looked at it for a while and you seemed to be in a good mood."
Gu Xixi raised her head and said, "It's really good, a little beyond my expectations."
"If what he wrote can be realized, what I want to do may be completed ten years earlier."
Although Aunt Zhang didn't quite understand, as long as Xixi was happy, she was happy.
"That's great! Knowing a friend who can help you, your trip to Yunling County was worth it!"
"Yes," Gu Xixi agreed with a smile, "It was worth the trip."
The two were talking happily when they suddenly heard the gate of the courtyard slam open and hit the inner wall.
Aunt Zhang was unhappy and said, "Who dares to kick our door in broad daylight?"
As she muttered to herself, she hurried out to settle the score with the madman.
But Gu Xixi didn't hear Aunt Zhang scolding her, instead she heard Aunt Zhang's panicked shouting:
"Hey! What's wrong with you, Xiao Chen?"
“Xixi! Xixi! Come out quickly!!”
Gu Xixi's heart suddenly sank, and she dropped the plan without thinking and ran out.
When I went out, I saw Aunt Zhang kneeling on the ground, holding up Mu Nanzhao who had fallen to the ground with her hands.
Mu Nanzhao closed his eyes and black blood began to flow out of his mouth and nose.
Gu Xixi quickly closed the gate to avoid being seen by others.
Aunt Zhang was so frightened that she asked in a tearful voice, "Why is he bleeding black blood? What should we do?"
Of course Gu Xixi knew the reason.
Mu Nanzhao can usually take care of himself, all thanks to the old doctor who helps him suppress the poison.
But this was only suppression, not true detoxification, so the poison still gradually spread to his internal organs.
In the words of the old doctor, the poison is like a flood and a beast, and there will always be a day when it can no longer be suppressed.
By then, the poison will have its final attack, the toxicity will be so raging that it can no longer be controlled, and that will be the death of the poisoned person.
Gu Xixi and Aunt Zhang worked together to carry Mu Nanzhao to the west room.
In fact, this period of time is the countdown of Mu Nanzhao's life.
The old doctor stays indoors, racing against time.
Gu Xixi had been avoiding thinking about these questions, but this day finally arrived.
Mu Nanzhao was lying on the bed, with more black blood flowing out from the corners of his lips and nostrils.
Gu Xixi stood there without saying a word, looking strangely calm.
Aunt Zhang glanced at her and said anxiously, "I'll go get Old Man Jiang to come over!"
Gu Xixi didn't say anything and didn't stop him.
As Aunt Zhang ran out of the door, she bumped into the old doctor head on.
The old doctor hurriedly protected the small porcelain bottle in his hand, "Hey, why are you so anxious? What are you doing?"
"I worked so hard to prepare the antidote, luckily I didn't drop it!"
Aunt Zhang asked subconsciously, "Antidote, what antidote?"
But she immediately realized something was wrong and quickly dragged the old doctor into the house.
"Xiao Chen is bleeding, his nose and mouth are full of black blood! You need to treat him quickly!"
The old doctor also smelled an unusual smell of blood when he stepped over the threshold.
His face was solemn, and he reached the bed in a few steps.
"Xixi, are you here? Come over and give me a hand!"
Master’s voice brought Gu Xixi back to her senses.
She knelt beside the bed, turned over Mu Nanzhao's right hand with trembling hands, and took the old doctor's pulse.
The old doctor noticed that Gu Xixi was trembling. He took Gu Xixi's pulse and shouted, "Where is your fearlessness? This kid is still alive! Why are you panicking now?"
Gu Xixi calmed down a little and watched the old doctor taking her pulse in silence.
After a moment, the old doctor raised his hand with a sad expression, "It's too late."
"I have been working very hard and finally found the antidote today. I thought..."
He choked up a few times in his throat and could hardly continue speaking, "Is it still a step too late after all..."
Suddenly, Gu Xixi picked up the medicine bottle that the old doctor had placed beside the bed.
What came out was a pitch-black pill.
Gu Xixi went out quickly and came back with a spoon in her hand.
She pinched Mu Nanzhao's chin, pried his mouth open, pressed down his tongue with a spoon, put the pill directly into his throat, and then poured in a little water, letting the water flow down the spoon into his throat.
The whole process was brutal.
Fortunately, Mu Nanzhao was still able to swallow while unconscious.
Gu Xixi watched him gurgle in his throat, took out the spoon and threw it aside.
Aunt Zhang stared blankly while the old doctor listened attentively.
"Xixi, did you give him medicine?"
Gu Xixi sat on the floor with her back against the bed, exhausted, "Yeah, I ate it."
"Whether he lives or dies, it's up to him."
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