Chapter 018 Hope
Wen Kexin, who was sleeping in another bed, also woke up and found that her stepfather's face was flushed. She reached out and touched it and found it was indeed hot.
She decisively washed two cold towels, folded one on her father's forehead, and used the other to wipe his neck, hands, feet, etc.
Wang Qiaolian asked worriedly, "Girl, is this okay?"
"Mom, I don't know either. Can you go and see if the doctor on duty has returned?"
"good!"
Wang Qiaolian ran out to check, but the doctor on duty was still not there.
She ran back in a panic and complained: "The doctor on duty is still not here, what should I do?"
Wen Kexin's mind raced, and she soon thought of something and said, "Mom, keep wiping my dad. The towel is hot, and then continue wiping when it cools down. I've got an idea."
Wang Qiaolian nodded and said, "Okay!"
She was busy while watching what her daughter was doing.
Wen Kexin took out a clean cloth from her pocket, actually from the space, washed it, broke open the two washed tomatoes in the lunch box on the table, and squeezed out the juice with the cloth.
I secretly took out the antipyretic medicine from the space, removed the capsule, mixed the powder with juice, and fed it to my father.
Wang Qiaolian asked doubtfully: "My daughter, didn't the doctor say that you can't eat?"
"Mom, didn't the doctor say that you can drink a little water before going to bed? There's no difference between juice and water."
Only then did Wang Qiaolian nod.
Although Wen Jiancheng had a fever, he was conscious and knew that his daughter was doing this for his own good.
After taking a sip of the juice, it tasted so bitter that he shook his head and didn't want to drink it anymore.
Wen Kexin urged anxiously, "Dad, you have a fever and the doctor is not here. If you insist on drinking a few more sips, maybe the fever will go down. If you don't drink, what if your brain gets burned?"
After hearing this, Wen Jiancheng continued to open his mouth and drank the juice while pinching his nose.
Wen Kexin watched her father finish drinking the juice and then gave him two sips of warm water.
He wiped the juice from the corner of Dad's mouth with a towel and said, "Mom, take care of Dad. I'll go find a doctor."
"good!"
Wen Kexin walked out and looked around for the doctor on duty.
It took a long time to find a young nurse. I learned that several emergency patients had just been sent to the outpatient clinic, and the doctors and nurses on duty had gone to help.
When she arrived at the emergency room, she learned that several people had suffered from food poisoning and were being rescued.
She had no choice but to leave a message, returned to the ward in a depressed mood, and told her mother about it.
I touched my father's forehead worriedly and felt it was wet. It seemed that the temperature of his forehead had dropped.
She was immediately surprised and said, "Mom, my dad seems to have a lower temperature."
Wang Qiaolian reached out and touched her husband's forehead and neck. Her nervous heart gradually calmed down. She clasped her hands together and said, "God bless you, your father is indeed sweating."
Wen Kexin guessed that not only the antipyretic medicine worked, but the tomato juice in the space should also have worked.
No matter what the reason is, at least Dad’s fever has gone down.
Half an hour later, the doctor and nurse on duty rushed back from the emergency room and came to the ward. The nurse took the patient's temperature and found that it was only a low-grade fever.
Wen Jiancheng came to his senses and said, "I'm sweating and I feel like I'm fainting..."
The doctor saw the towel folded on the patient's forehead and a wet towel next to it.
He praised her, "You just used physical therapy to reduce the patient's temperature, right? It should have worked. If the patient has a fever again, you can do the same. I'll prescribe some anti-inflammatory drugs for you to take through a drip."
After a while, the nurse gave her an IV drip. When no one else was in the ward, Wang Qiaolian asked in confusion, "Kexin, how do you know this can lower your temperature?"
Wen Kexin said calmly: "Mom, I know this from reading a book."
Wang Qiaolian sighed and said, "Studying is indeed useful, but it's a pity that your second and third sisters..."
Wen Kexin knew that the original owner only graduated from elementary school, and her second and third sisters didn't even have the chance to enter school.
Fortunately, when the original owner had nothing to do, he often taught his two younger sisters a few words, so he could not be considered blind.
She comforted him, "Mom, when we separate, we will send our two younger sisters to school, and when Ping An is older, we will send him to school too."
Wen Ping'an, who had just woken up and sat up with sleepy eyes, immediately perked up when he heard these words.
"Sister, can I go to school too?"
"Of course, you can go to school when you are a little older."
"Very good!"
The little guy's eyes were shining, hope was taking root in his heart, and a smile appeared on his face.
Wen Jiancheng, lying on the hospital bed, said guiltily: "It's all my fault!"
Wang Qiaolian comforted him, "Boss, let's forget about the past. For the sake of our children, let's start over."
Wen Jiancheng nodded and said, "Okay!"
Wen Kexin, who had eaten the food rations given by her parents, smiled with relief.
The original owner had a hard life these years, and his parents had always had a good relationship. I believe that they have been able to share the good and bad times in the past, and will be able to share the joys and sorrows in the future.
Time passed quietly, the sky gradually brightened, and the dripping water was finished.
Dad was sweating all over.
Wen Kexin brought some warm water and Wang Qiaolian carefully wiped the head of the household.
Feeling tired, Wen Jiancheng closed his eyes and fell asleep quickly.
Wen Ping'an also fell asleep and started snoring.
Seeing her mother's tired face, Wen Kexin whispered with concern: "Mom, Dad and brother are asleep, you should get some sleep too."
Wang Qiaolian felt very tired and whispered, "Then I'll take a nap. Call me when it's time to get food in the morning. I'll go to the cafeteria to check."
Wen Kexin felt heartbroken. Her mother was so sleepy, yet she was still thinking about saving money.
She held back her emotions, nodded and said, "Okay, Mom!"
Only then did Wang Qiaolian fall asleep peacefully.
Wen Kexin was worried that her father would have a fever again, so she didn't dare to sleep and leaned on the accompanying bed.
When my consciousness entered the space, I first took a look at the cucumbers and persimmons in the vegetable garden.
I can’t find the cucumber stems where I picked them yesterday, but the few cucumbers I saw on the vines yesterday have grown up and are ready to be eaten.
The persimmons on the persimmon vines that were still green yesterday have grown a lot and are ripe.
It looks particularly pleasing.
I quickly realized that the cucumbers and persimmons I picked yesterday were definitely picked no more than 24 hours ago. I didn’t expect that so many of them would ripen overnight?
Looking into the room, the space for the bean-filled steamed buns and the grain bags on the shelf are still empty?
The large basin containing pork and the iron bucket containing chicken were actually full.
She clearly remembered that after selling ten kilograms of meat and two chickens yesterday evening, the large basin containing the meat and the bucket containing the chickens were almost half empty.
After a careful look, I found that the pork and chicken were indeed regenerated.
What is going on?
I quickly realized that maybe not all the things can be taken away. For example, a few leavened breads can increase to ten. Flour and rice cannot be taken away in bags. Half a bag or less must be left behind so that they can be regenerated.
That should be it!
Then correct the mistake you made yesterday when you took the bag away, leave one plastic bag containing the steamed buns, and take out eight or nine.
Take out half of the pork in several buckets and half of the chicken in several iron buckets.
As for rice and flour, find another bag and pour out more than half of them, and place the remaining bag bottom and the contents on the shelf.
It took me a long time to operate it with my consciousness, and I also went to the toilet and entered the space to work for a while before I finally got it done.
I saw the basically empty bags on the shelves, the small amount of soybean oil left in the basins, buckets and plastic barrels, and various daily necessities in the plastic bags. I hope they can all be recycled tomorrow.
Suddenly I felt a headache!
He quickly regained consciousness, closed his eyes, and fell asleep while sitting without realizing it.
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