No water is given, eating a few watermelons will do

  Three people looked in the direction pointed by the dark-faced farmer, and saw an old white-haired woman lying on a bamboo bed, with a dark-skinned middle-aged woman fanning her beside. Outside the thatched hut, a 7 or 8-year-old girl was squatting in the grass playing.

  It was clear that the middle-aged woman was his wife, and the little girl was his daughter. Originally a happy family, but because of the old mother's illness, the whole family was shrouded in gloom.

  Su Ziying looked at the dark-faced fruit farmer and said somewhat indignantly: "That old lady is so ill, Uncle, as her son, why didn't you send her to the hospital? In this hot weather, can an elderly person with illness endure it?"

  "Shut up, Ziyin! This is none of your business, don't interfere." Su Yonggui hastily interrupted, then smiled and apologized to the dark-faced fruit farmer: "Young people are ignorant, please don't take it to heart, little brother."

  The dark-faced farmer smiled wryly, "Don't blame this little sister, she's right. It's all because I'm useless as a son. My mother is seriously ill and we can't even afford the medical expenses. To be honest, I previously sent my mother to the hospital, but after half a month, the medical bills added up to tens of thousands. As a farmer from a mountain village, my wife is mute, and our child is still in elementary school... where would we get that kind of money? Later, when we couldn't afford to pay the medical expenses anymore, the doctor kicked my mother out of the hospital..."

  As he spoke, this man in his early thirties, who referred to himself as "I" with a rustic tone, was already tearfully overcome, his weathered face looking more like that of a man over fifty, revealing the weight of his burdens and heartaches.

  It turned out that they had misunderstood each other, and Su Zijun suddenly felt embarrassed, saying in a low voice: "Sorry, uncle, I misunderstood you. However, doesn't the hospital have a medical insurance policy? It seems that if it exceeds a certain amount, there will be a large deduction."

  Hehe, little sister, don't call me uncle, I'm not that old. My name is Li Gou Sheng, from Li Jia Ao, and I'm only 29 years old this year. You can just call me Gou Sheng if you want. What you said about medical insurance, it's only available to those with a household registration in Chunjiang City. Our poor village, the government won't care about us.

  After finishing his words, he sighed again and stared at Yang Dagen with a piercing gaze, the kind of gaze that often ran business, and he also recognized Yang Dagen as a rich man at a glance.

  I hope this young man will be kind and spend money to buy out the garden.

  Li Doguang looked at Yang Dagen with a pleading gaze, and Su Ziyu suddenly remembered that he was skilled in medicine. He hastily said: "Yang classmate, aren't you good at medicine? Then help this big brother's mother take a look, he's really pitiful~~"

  Yang Dagen was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

  Future daughter-in-law, too kind-hearted, enthusiastic and spreading so quickly. In fact, even if she didn't say it, Yang Dagen was going to go in and take a look anyway, of course his purpose for helping people see the doctor wasn't as simple as Su Ziyu's.

  "What? Little brother, you know medicine? Really? Then please help my mother take a look. If you can cure her illness, I'd be willing to give you the orchard, one thousand times over!" The dark-faced farmer exclaimed excitedly.

  Are you kidding me? You're the one who said that. Yang Dagun was delighted, but his face remained serious, shaking his head and saying: "Let's wait and see what your mother says, if it's terminal cancer, I won't be able to help you."

  Li Dog Left nodded excitedly, although he had some doubts in his heart. Since there's no other choice, let's just try it out and see if the doctor can cure him or not. Then, he took the three of them to the thatched hut.

  Three guests arrived, and Li Dog's mute wife was very enthusiastic, hastily serving tea and water, highlighting the kindness and simplicity of mountain people.

  As he walked to the old woman's bedside, a foul odor hit him in the face. Yang Dagen lifted up the bedding and found that the old woman had a palm-sized tumor on her leg, black and oozing an abnormal deep red blood, which had already become pus.

  Seeing this, Yang Dagen furrowed his brow instantly, wanting to open his mouth to blame Li Gou Sheng for not equipping himself with anti-inflammatory drugs and the like, but then thought again that farmers from mountain villages wouldn't understand so much medical knowledge.

  "Su, you stay behind, everyone else get out and close the door. Remember, no matter what sounds you hear later, don't come in." Yang Dageng warned, then drove the remaining people out.

  Su Ziying stood on one side with her left hand wrapped around her right, looking tense and puzzled as to why Yang Dagen had kept her back, but she didn't ask many questions.

  "Old lady, don't be afraid, I'm helping you treat your illness. It might hurt a bit, but I hope you can bear with it."

  Yang Dagen said a sentence to the old woman who could hardly speak normally, seeing the old woman nodding in understanding, he turned his head and said to Su Ziyin: "Ziyin, you come and chat with grandma, try to talk about some happy topics, her daughter-in-law is mute, only you can help."

  So it was because of this that I was left behind!

  Su Ziying was slightly depressed, thinking that Yang Dagen would let her help with the work. Right, what did he call me just now? Ziying, you're going to die, who told you to call him like that...

  As soon as she thought of this, she wanted to glare at Yang Dagen in dissatisfaction, but the latter had already squatted down and started busy, so she stomped her feet and moved a chair to sit down in front of Lao Yu.

  "Hello, Grandma. My name is Su Ziqin. Yang is helping you with your illness right now, so please don't worry, hehe... I don't know why, but when I see you, I think of my own grandma..."

  So, Su Ziyu, who didn't know how to keep the conversation going, started in his own way...

  On the other hand, Yang Dagen took out two silver needles and one gold needle. The first two were used for fixed hole anesthesia to reduce pain, while the latter was a golden needle that opened the bottle and released the stagnant toxic blood.

  Fortunately, the tumor on the old man's leg was not terminal, but because it had not been cleaned for a long time, the abnormal cells proliferated and spread over time. These abnormal cells should have been left behind by poisonous insects when they bit him while he was farming.

  Toxins spread but mainly still gather in the tumor area, other parts are all good, the body's antibody defense function is not covered.

  So, it's not difficult to treat.

  Yang Dagen first let out the toxic stagnant blood, using a jade knife to scrape off the rotten flesh. If Su Ziyin turned her head, she would definitely see an astonishing scene: the jade knife was scraping off the rotten flesh while simultaneously emitting a faint mist that invaded the wound and the skin of the tumor area, rapidly restoring it at a speed visible to the naked eye.

  This is the mysterious place of the Jade Knife, any wound on the human body can heal quickly under its magical effect. What's the reason, Master didn't say, Yang Dagen naturally doesn't understand either.

  Of course, stirring up that faint mist was extremely exhausting for his internal energy. After just two or three minutes, Yang Dagen was already exhausted and sweating profusely.

  Before long, the old woman had made a sound, but it was that almost senseless leg of hers that felt pain and an unbearable tingling sensation.

  It hurts because Yang Dagen pulled out the silver needle from the Ting hole, and the blood vessels started to flow freely, losing the anesthetic effect. The numbness is due to the rapid growth of new skin and flesh; if there was no such feeling, that would be abnormal.

  Li Dogzi and his wife outside heard the old mother's cry, they were anxious and asked Su Yonggui repeatedly, "Is that Yang Xiaoge okay? Don't mess with my mother..."

  Su Yonggui was also uncertain in his heart, but he had to express 100% confidence on the surface and comfort the other person, "Don't worry, little brother, that child is the successor of a certain hermit god doctor..."

  Ouch!

  At this time, the door opened. Yang Dagen walked out with a tired face and said: "Is there water? I want to drink water. The old man is fine, hurry up and find me some water to drink, I'm dying of thirst, I'm dying of thirst."

  "Alright, alright... it's all right?" Li Dogshit happily jumped up from the ground, without having time to find water for Yang Dagun, and ran into the thatched hut with his wife and daughter. Even Su Yonggui also curiously ran in to take a look.

  I'm going!

  What a pain! Yang Dagen was depressed, he had spent half of his internal energy to get rid of that tumor, and now he was extremely thirsty. He took a glance around and saw that the surrounding fields were full of green, basketball-sized watermelons, and immediately rushed into the melon field without saying another word.

  No water to drink, eating some watermelon will do.

  ……

  The number of words is unlucky.

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