Old Mrs. He was getting annoyed by the noise and was about to tell her to shut up when she touched her hot body.
He straightened up with a start.
After getting dressed, he took out Mr. He's cotton-padded jacket and wrapped it around He Min, then hurried to the village clinic with the child in his arms.
When Uncle Zhang saw that it was Old Mrs. He, his face became very long.
Old Mrs. He pretended not to see it and said, "Old Zhang, please go check on the child."
Uncle Zhang looked at the skinny little man from yesterday, who had turned black and purple all over today, and his face was full of helplessness.
"She has a high fever. Give her some antipyretic medicine first."
Fortunately, He Min's fever came on quickly and went away quickly.
"Remember to keep the child warm." Uncle Zhang couldn't help but give a few reminders.
"Hey, hey, hey." Old Mrs. He said a few perfunctory words and left with the child.
Uncle Zhang looked at the wrinkled fifty-cent coin in his hand and felt very unhappy.
If this continues, He Min will probably suffer from minor illnesses and pains in the future.
Old Mrs. He thought that once the child's fever subsided, he could have a good rest.
The fever was gone, but the cold was not cured, and coupled with the nasal congestion, He Min was in a tizzy all night.
There was a black eye under Old Mrs. He's eyes, and she carried He Min on her back and walked out of the village.
After a while, Old Mrs. He gave He Min a cup of talisman paper ash water.
"You silly girl, I've already run dozens of miles to get talismans for you. If you don't keep quiet at night, you'll be in trouble."
He Min may have realized his situation and stopped making a fuss.
When Grandma He went to work, he would lie quietly on her back and play with his snot. When he got tired, he would lean on her back a few times, wipe the snot off his face and continue playing.
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