Chapter 106 I'm Really Sick

"Hey, what's wrong?"

Jiang's mother screamed and her face turned pale with fear. She was really scared. She was afraid of becoming a widow, afraid of going to jail, and even more afraid of being discovered by her husband and beaten to death.

Father Jiang was on the verge of falling. He pressed hard on the table with one hand and barely managed to avoid falling. But he felt his hands and feet becoming more and more numb. So did his whole body and he could hardly hold on any longer.

He glared at the panicked Jiang mother and cursed, "Blind...blind, hurry...hurry and help...me!"

"oh oh……"

Jiang's mother frantically supported her husband. Jiang's father had lost his strength and fell on her, almost collapsing.

"Get...get a chair..."

Father Jiang's tongue was numb, he could not speak clearly, and his head was buzzing. He was very panicked and didn't know what was wrong with him. He had always been in good health and rarely even caught a cold.

But a while ago he heard someone say that people like him who rarely get sick, when they do get sick, it will be a serious illness, while people who usually suffer from minor illnesses will live a long life.

Father Jiang felt nervous and panicked. He was only in his forties and had not lived enough.

Jiang's mother brought a chair and helped him sit down. As soon as Jiang's father lay down, he fainted, sticking out his tongue, as if he was drunk and unconscious.

"Old Jiang, are you okay?"

Jiang's mother called out softly and pushed a few times, but Jiang's father didn't respond. She was so scared that she stretched out her hand and put it close to Jiang's father's nostrils with trembling hands. She felt the sound of his breathing and felt a little relieved.

Still breathing, not dead.

The medicine her daughter gave her was really poisonous. Just three drops made her husband unconscious. Jiang's mother shuddered and became more afraid of Jiang Hanyan.

After about ten minutes, Jiang's father woke up slowly. He was still weak and dizzy, and couldn't get up. After drinking three glasses of water, he felt better and slowly got up.

"Why don't we go to the hospital for a check-up?" Jiang's mother suggested in a low voice.

"We'll see tomorrow."

Jiang's father didn't dare go to the hospital for fear of finding out a serious illness. He wanted to wait and see, thinking maybe it was just an accident and he would be fine tomorrow.

Father Jiang was not in the mood to play cards. After taking a shower, he went to bed. The next day, he was fully refreshed and went to slaughter the pig in high spirits. Nothing happened all day, and Father Jiang felt relieved. It must have been an accident last night. He was in good health and nothing could have happened to him.

As a result, after dinner, Jiang's father showed the same symptoms as last night and lay motionless in the chair. The next day, he didn't even kill the pig. He lay at home all day, trying to have a good rest, but the symptoms started again in the evening.

After waking up, Jiang's father was extremely frightened. He had been dizzy for three days in a row. He was afraid it was not a minor problem. He must go to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow and treat it as soon as possible if he was sick.

This time Jiang's mother didn't need to persuade his father. He went to the People's Hospital as soon as he got up in the morning. Jiang's mother accompanied him. He did an electrocardiogram, had blood drawn, and had an ultrasound. The results showed that he had a little fatty liver, but there were no other problems and he was in very good health.

"Doctor, please check carefully. I have been feeling dizzy and panicky for three days. It is impossible that I am not sick." Jiang's father didn't believe it. How could he not be sick when his condition was so serious? Could it be that he had a difficult and complicated disease that the small county hospital couldn't find out?

"You are in good health. Maybe it's a psychological effect, caused by excessive anxiety and tension. Maybe you can go out and travel to relax?" the doctor suggested.

"I'm really sick, doctor, do you want to draw some blood and check from head to toe?"

Father Jiang kept saying that he was sick and refused to leave. He also held the doctor's hand tightly and insisted that he take another blood test. He was extremely excited. The doctor looked at him with a different look and gently advised: "Why don't you see a psychiatrist?"

This is obviously a mental problem.

Father Jiang was stunned. When he understood, he was furious and roared, "I'm not crazy. I'm fine. You're a quack. You can't even find out what's wrong with me. What kind of doctor are you? Go home and kill pigs!"

"Master, psychiatry is not neurosis. You are a little anxious. Let the doctor help you relieve it." The doctor tried to convince Jiang's father that mental illness and neurosis are two completely different concepts.

"I'm not crazy, and I'm not anxious. I'm going to the provincial capital to see a doctor!"

Jiang's father scolded the doctor so much that he was madly leaving the hospital. Jiang's mother and the doctor kept saying nice things and apologizing.

"Your husband's mental problem is a bit serious. See a doctor as soon as possible. It will get worse if you delay for a long time." The doctor advised kindly.

"knew."

Jiang's mother responded casually and hurried out to find her husband. Jiang's father was squatting at the hospital gate, with a confused and weak expression on his usually fierce face. Her heart softened and she almost told the truth.

Fortunately, she was not stupid enough. Jiang's mother prepared herself for a few seconds, and then thought about the 500 yuan bribe. She immediately made up her mind and walked to Jiang's father and advised him, "Han Yan also treats patients. Many big bosses ask her to treat them. Why don't you ask Han Yan to treat them?"

"She can treat illnesses? The sun rises from the west?"

Father Jiang sneered, his face full of disdain.

If the rebellious girl knew how to treat illness, she would be able to go up the mountain and fight tigers.

"She really can. Han Yan is very famous now. Those doctors are not capable enough. It's better to ask Han Yan to take a look." Jiang's mother persuaded with all her might.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Father Jiang was a little tempted. He was now at a loss and had no idea what to do. He couldn't go to the provincial capital whenever he wanted. Without an acquaintance to introduce him, he couldn't even tell the directions of the hospital, and couldn't find a good doctor. Not only would it waste time, but it would also be a waste of money.

"Can that damn girl really treat illnesses?" Jiang's father asked doubtfully.

"Really? The big boss is looking for Han Yan to see a doctor. Let's go and take a look. If it doesn't work, we can go to the provincial capital."

Jiang's mother grabbed her husband and rode a motorcycle to the Lu family. Jiang Hanyan had just sent away a fortune teller. She had finished three fortunes for today and received a hundred and fifty yuan.

"Hanyan, your father is not in good health, please take a look at him."

Jiang's mother said this as she entered the yard and winked at her daughter. Jiang's father held his head high, unable to let go of his airs, and had an awkward expression.

"Sit down."

Jiang Hanyan brought out a chair and asked the two to sit down.

"Your father has been..." Jiang's mother wanted to talk about his condition, but was interrupted by Jiang Hanyan, "Let me take his pulse first."

After carefully examining both hands, Jiang's father believed it a little more. This rebellious girl looked quite competent. Could she really be a doctor?

But who did this rebellious girl learn this from? Jiang Hanyan cleared her throat and said slowly, "There is something wrong with your tendons. Have you been feeling anxious and short of breath, numb in your hands and feet, and dizzy in the past few days?"

"Yes, that's it."

Father Jiang was like he had found his beloved organization. He was so excited that he almost cried. He knew that the doctor at the People's Hospital was a quack. He insisted that he was not sick. Bullshit, why did he faint for three days in a row if he was not sick? The rebellious girl was quite skilled. She was right just by taking the pulse. Father Jiang looked at Jiang Hanyan with a respectful look, and his voice became a lot gentler. "Can my disease be cured?"

"It can be cured. You can get better in a month of conditioning, but your disease is a disease of the rich and noble, so you need to take a lot of good medicine," Jiang Hanyan said.

"I will eat it. As long as it can cure the disease, I will eat ginseng."

Father Jiang was very happy. He was not afraid of the expensive medicine, but he was afraid of having no medicine. He had money, so he would take the medicine no matter how expensive it was.

(End of this chapter)