Chapter 24 It's not a disease, it's a man-made disaster

Jiang Hanyan wanted to ask the old lady to sit down, as it was tiring to talk with her neck tilted back, but she only brought a small stool, which was under her butt.

I miscalculated. I’ll bring an extra stool with me when I go to the stall tomorrow.

The old lady didn't care whether there was a stool or not. She only cared about her old man's health. Seeing Jiang Hanyan didn't say anything, her heart sank and she asked anxiously: "Girl, is my old man... is he not doing well?"

Tears began to flow as she spoke. She and her husband had lived together for more than 40 years, and although they had experienced many ups and downs, their relationship had always been good. In the past two years, her husband's health had deteriorated and he could not even eat. The doctor could not find any problem with him and only said that his resistance was poor.

If the old man is gone, how will she live alone?

The aunt became sadder and sadder as she thought about it, and she took out her handkerchief to wipe her tears.

"From your appearance, I can see that you and your husband will love each other and stay together forever. You have the appearance of a long-lived person, so I think your husband will live a long life as well. Don't worry." Jiang Hanyan comforted her.

The aunt turned from worry to joy, but she couldn't believe it, and asked anxiously: "My old man can't even eat, is he really okay?"

"I need to see your love."

Jiang Hanyan stood up, her expression changing at any time. At present, it seems that this old lady's husband will not die young, but it is hard to say. Accidents may happen due to natural disasters or man-made calamities. It is better to see it with your own eyes.

"My home is just across the alley. Sorry to bother you, girl!"

Of course the aunt was willing. She had no other options. Jiang Hanyan was the first one to say that her husband could be saved. It was like a life-saving straw to the aunt, and she grabbed it and refused to let go.

Jiang Hanyan closed the stall and followed the aunt to her home. Jin Shanshan and Doudou followed on her left and right, and there were also a lot of curious onlookers following behind them.

My aunt’s house is a two-story building with a yard. There are many flowers planted there and it is very beautifully kept.

"Teacher Zhao has been ill for a long time, and the hospital can't help. Can this girl really help?"

"Who knows? Mrs. Zhao may be desperate. Let's try our best!"

The neighbors also came to watch the fun. Teacher Zhao is the aunt's husband. He is a retired teacher from Fucheng No. 1 Middle School. He has many students all over the world and is very respected.

Jiang Hanyan entered the yard and looked around. The house faced south and had plenty of sunlight. The environment was pleasant and the feng shui was definitely fine. She praised, "This house is great. It's good for raising people!"

Although the old lady was full of sorrow, she couldn't help but laugh after hearing this. "My old Zhao said the same thing. After he retired, he liked to read all kinds of miscellaneous books."

The neighbors curled their lips. If he really raised people, how could Teacher Zhao have an incurable disease? He was clearly a liar. Mrs. Zhao was so anxious that she was confused.

Teacher Zhao's bedroom is on the first floor. A strong smell of medicine can be smelled in the yard, as well as intermittent coughing sounds. Jiang Hanyan glanced at the medicine jar on the stove, walked over and opened the lid, revealing residue inside.

"Is this the medicine your lover takes?" Jiang Hanyan asked.

"Yes, it was prescribed by Doctor Zhou at Rendetang. I've been taking it for a month," said the aunt.

Rendetang is the most famous pharmacy in Fucheng, and Doctor Zhou is an old Chinese medicine doctor with a great reputation. He has a very sacred status in the hearts of Fucheng people. People will go to Doctor Zhou to prescribe medicine for difficult and complicated diseases.

"Can I see the recipe?" Jiang Hanyan was confused.

As soon as she smelled the medicine, she felt something was wrong. Perhaps it was because she was bound to the space, she was extremely sensitive to the smell of medicine and could tell the medicinal ingredients just by smelling them. These two herbs conflicted with each other, and while it was not poisonous when boiled together, the medicinal properties were gone.

Doctor Zhou is a famous old Chinese medicine doctor and he shouldn't make such a low-level mistake.

Jiang Hanyan looked at the aunt again and carefully observed the palace of fertility on her face. Sure enough, the abnormality there became more and more obvious.

The aunt was panicked by her look, and hurriedly took the prescription and asked nervously: "Is there something wrong with this prescription?"

"How could there be any problem with Dr. Zhou's prescription? Mrs. Zhao, please don't be confused!" A neighbor was a die-hard fan of Dr. Zhou and would not allow anyone to question her beloved Dr. Zhou in front of her, so she spoke in a bad tone.

The other people also disagreed. Doctor Zhou had cured so many people, how could he prescribe a prescription that would harm people? Jiang Hanyan finished reading the prescription and curled her lips slightly. It was indeed a man-made disaster.

"There's nothing wrong with the prescription!" Jiang Hanyan returned the prescription to the aunt.

"Then what's the problem with my son Zhao? He hasn't gotten better after taking this medicine, and his condition is getting worse." The aunt was very worried.

It has been a month, and Dr. Zhou said there is no way, and asked her to cook what the old man likes, and let him eat whatever he wants. The aunt is desperate. Doesn't this mean that her old man is hopeless? Jiang Hanyan smiled slightly and asked an abrupt question: "Your daughter is adopted, right?"

The aunt was stunned, nodded with complicated eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, he was adopted."

The neighbors' expressions changed. It was no secret that the Zhao family's daughter was adopted. All the older neighbors knew about it, but few young people knew that this girl really had some abilities.

"You and your wife had a bad relationship with your daughter for a while, and you often quarreled. It was only in the past two years that your relationship improved."

The old lady's expression became more and more astonished, and she kept nodding her head, "Yes, girl, you can save my Lao Zhao, right? As long as you can save Lao Zhao, I will give you any amount of money!"

Just like a person floating in the vast ocean seeing a piece of drifting wood, the old lady grabbed Jiang Hanyan's arm tightly and looked at her hopefully.

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

The girl was right about everything. Her son, Mr. Zhao, is saved.

The crowd's eyes became hot and they looked at Jiang Hanyan with sharp eyes. If she could really cure Teacher Zhao, they would be really convinced!

"Take me to see your lover."

Jiang Hanyan had to check on the person's physical condition. After taking poison for such a long time, she didn't know if the unfortunate teacher Zhao could still bear it?

"In this room."

The aunt pushed open the door and saw an emaciated old man lying on the bed, watching TV. He smiled when he saw them. It was obvious that he was an optimistic person who loved life.

A golden light flashed in Jiang Hanyan's mind, and a line of words appeared. It was Teacher Zhao's illness and the treatment method. She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking there was still hope.

“There is help!”

Jiang Hanyan uttered two words softly, and the old lady burst into tears of joy. She grabbed her husband's hand and said happily, "Old Zhao, you are saved!"

Teacher Zhao hadn't figured out the situation yet, so he looked at Jiang Hanyan carefully. This girl had clear eyes and didn't look like a liar. Could he really be saved?

In fact, he is not afraid of death, but he is worried about his wife. Without him to protect her, he is afraid that his wife will suffer. The adopted daughter is unreliable.

"Girl, what disease do I have?" Teacher Zhao couldn't help but ask.

Everyone looked over at once. They also wanted to know what kind of difficult and complicated disease Teacher Zhao had. "It's not a disease, it's a man-made disaster!"

Jiang Hanyan’s words left everyone stunned. Man-made disaster?

What does that mean? Teacher Zhao's face changed slightly. He guessed something and his body began to tremble. Could it be her?

(End of this chapter)