Chapter 42.3

Translated by Aviana

After entering, Lin Qingwan found all Yang Tiezhu’s had been wounds treated with medicine. The old doctor had people cut ginseng into thin slices and had Yang Tiezhu suck thin slices of ginseng slices, saying that they would help Yang Tiezhu rejuvenate his vitality and help him hold on to his life.

After finishing this, the old doctor walked to the desk and began writing a prescription for Yang Tiezhu.

As he prescribed the medication, he explained all the medicinal ingredients used in the medication so that they could prepare themselves. The medicinal ingredients used weren’t cheap, with a single pack of medicine costing 5 silver taels. But of course, this medicine only needs to be used for the initial few days. Once his condition stabilizes, they can switch to a cheaper one. After all, the patient had lost too much blood at a stretch.

Done with writing the prescription, the old doctor instructed his assistants to decoct medicinal herbs. With a heavy sigh, he then quickly asked them to find a way to raise the money. He could, at best, drag for two days; after all, he was but a doctor, not the owner of this medical clinic.

The old doctor was actually of a very good character for him to take care of his patients as such. If the patient cannot afford the medicine money on the spot, he bears the medicinal amount for them till they could get the money.

Lin Qingwan repeatedly expressed gratitude, assuring that someone would promptly return to bring the silver and surely not owe them.

By the time the assistant decocted the medicine and helped Yang Tiezhu drink it, it was already night.

Lizheng jia’s second son, Daniu was still waiting in the medical clinic, dreading that they might need his help again.

Lin Qingwan, after discussing with Yang-shi and Yang Tiegen, decided to let them all go back home first, while Lin Qingwan would stay behind to take care of Yang Tiezhu. They could come back the next day again.

Lin Qingwan had also let Yang Tiegen go back and explain the situation to the family and let someone from the family come and settle the bill money the next day.

After discussing, Yang-shi and Yang Tigen went back in Daniu’s cart, while Lin Qingwan turned around to go back to the room where Yang Tiezhu was resting.

A big medical clinic like this would have rooms for patients to rest overnight. Yang Tiezhu was resting in such a room at the moment.

Lin Qingwan stepped forward and examined Yang Tiezhu’s condition. After drinking the medicine, Yang Tiezhu’s condition seemed to be better; his breathing also had become stable and steady. Unlike before, when they had brought him over here, he could hardly breathe.

Lin Qingwan sat at the bedside. Gazing at Yang Tiezhu, her tears flowed out. After a while, knowing that her husband’s situation was not in danger and with her nerves being stretched all this while, she fell asleep at the edge of the bed.

Lin Qingwan kept waking up frequently and didn’t have a proper sleep in the middle of the night, fearing that Yang Tiezhu might develop a fever. Thus, she kept looking from time to time.

She doesn’t have much knowledge, but she was nevertheless aware that developing a high fever is a major complication for this sort of injury. Having a high fever meant that the wound had inflamed. Here there are no antibiotics like Penicillin and such; it was entirely dependent upon one’s physical stamina.

Fortunately, this old doctor seemed to possess excellent medical expertise. Even though the medicines he prescribed were expensive, they seemed to be pretty good. Furthermore, Yang Tiezhu was also an innately healthy person. All night, she frequently checked on him, but there weren’t any signs of fever.

In a blink of an eye, after an entire night of tossing, the sky brightened soon.

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No sooner than the medical center opened, Yang-shi arrived with big and small bags in her hands.

Lin Qingwan, seeing her carrying several bags, quickly took them and kept them on the table while asking why she had brought so many bags.

Gasping for breath, Yang-shi replied the weather was cold, but she didn’t have any clothes, so she brought her daughter-in-law’s clothes for Lin Qingwan to wear. Furthermore, she had also brought chicken eggs, processed and chopped chicken for Lin Qingwan to use the stove in the medical clinic to make a stew. Furthermore, fearing that she might have had nothing to eat, she had brought a few mantou, baozi, and the likes.

Bao and mantou are a type of steam bun. Mantuo (馒头) is usually plain with no filing and round with both sides flatten. It is eaten plain or sometimes served as a side dish.

Bao or baozi (包子) on the other hand, have either sweet or savory fillings. It is round in shape with a flat base and almost always white in color with red or yellow dots to identify its fillings. There is also a leaf bao that opens like a leaf and is usually used for adding a piece of pork in between.

The distinction between mantou and bao is not universal as the names are interchangeable and vary from region to region.

Upon hearing Yang-shi’s words, Lin Qingwan felt touched beyond words and pulled Yang-shi’s hands, continuously expressing her gratitude.

Yang-shi reproached her for treating her formally accorded to a guest, saying that she would ignore her in the future if she spoke like that again. Lin Qingwan quickly stopped expressing her thanks.

Both of them sat down as they casually conversed while decocting Yang Tiezhu’s medicine. The first time, the assistant prepared the medicine, but from henceforth, they had to prepare by themselves and had provided them with a small stove.

After decocting the medicine, together they fed Yang Tiezhu medicine. As Yang Tiezhu was still in a coma, feeding him wasn’t easy. From the side, Yang-shi helped him up, while Lin Qingwan fed slowly fed him with a small spoon.

Yang-shi looked at the color of the sky outside. It was already nearing noon at the moment. Her brows couldn’t help but crease into a frown as she asked, “No one has come from Yang jia yet?” Yang-shi had always addressed Yang Tiezhu’s family as such. She never called them as her younger brother’s family, only addressing them as Yang jia’s people.

Lin Qingwan silently shook her head.

Yesterday she had asked Yang Tiegen to notify the situation at home. She had a feeling that it wouldn’t go smoothly. However, she didn’t expect them to be as such. Their son was still lying down in the medical center while their daughter-in-law was taking care all alone here. Yet, forget about sending silver; they didn’t even drop by to help.

If it were not for Yang-shi bringing her food, she would have been starving till now.

Yang-shi spat in contempt, not knowing what to say either.

Both of them heated up a few mantous on the stove before having them. Only in the afternoon did Yang Tiegen arrive.

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