Nongmen eldest sister: Farming and opening shops

Chapter 50
After a few needles, Lin Qingbai's heavy breathing improved a little, and then Dr. Zhao spoke.

"Just catching a cold and having a fever, don't worry too much. I'll prescribe some medicine and see how it goes. If it's not good, call me again. Luckily, it's discovered in time. If it's a little later, it's hard to say."

"My third brother can't wake up, Grandpa Zhao, is it really all right?"

"It's fine if you can drink the medicine. Didn't you just say that you can still drink water? Don't worry too much. His body is like this. He just needs to take good care of it in the future."

Hearing what he said, Lin Qinghe felt more at ease: "Then trouble Grandpa Zhao to prescribe medicine."

Dr. Zhao sat at the table, picked up a pen and wrote a prescription, and then blew the ink on the paper, and said: "I don't have all the medicines there, and I have to go to the city to get this medicine, you know, Now no one goes into the mountains to collect medicine, and my own legs and feet are useless, and there is nothing left of the medicine I saved before."

Lin Qinghe is aware of this. In the past, it was Lin Dazhuang who helped Dr. Zhao to collect some medicines. It not only helped Dr. Zhao, but also benefited the family. When the others were gone, Dr. Zhao's medicines were also cut off.

"It's okay, I'll go to the county in a while, I'm familiar with it, and it's quick to go back and forth."

Dr. Zhao nodded: "That's what young people are good at. They have quick legs and feet." As he spoke, he couldn't help but mention another sentence: "Bring more money when you go, the medicine in the city is not the same as the medicine with me. One price."

Having said that, Lin Qinghe was a little surprised, and then nodded.

Dr. Zhao continued: "They are all from the folks in the village. I just earn a consultation fee. The money for the medicine really doesn't make much money, but the shops in the city are different, as long as you know what you want."

You can't let people make money, no, people also want to make a living when they open a shop.

Lin Qinghe took the prescription and hurried to the county seat. There were patients waiting to take the medicine at home. She didn't dare to delay for a moment. There was no burden to go back and forth empty-handed, and she came back almost before lunch.

A trip to the pharmacy also made her tongue-tied. A set of medicines costs more than 200 yuan. The cost of medicine is indeed high. It is no wonder that many people say that they dare not get sick, and they can't afford medicine when they are sick.

This medicine is still very symptomatic, after taking a bowl of medicine, it didn't take long for the person to wake up, although the fever has not subsided, but he is no longer in a state of confusion.

Seeing him open his eyes, Lin Qingmiao hurried over: "Third brother, are you awake?"

Asking the question, he raised two fingers in front of him and asked, "Do you know what it is?"

Lin Qingbai just woke up from the drowsiness, his head was still a little dazed, he was still having a fever, and his head was also a little dizzy. He saw her two fingers shaking in front of his eyes, which made him feel even more dizzy.

"What are you doing?" He raised two fingers and asked him what time it is, is this kid stupid.

Lin Qingmiao was very persistent: "You just need to answer me truthfully, how much is it?"

He couldn't help closing his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Two."

She immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and stretched out her hand to pat her chest: "It's okay, it's okay, third brother, you're not stupid, I've verified it."

Hearing her words, Lin Qingbai felt he couldn't laugh or cry. He was very ill at first, but when she interrupted him like this, he seemed to feel a lot lighter.

"Why do you think I'm stupid? Is it because I teach you how to read and write, and you are reluctant in your heart, so you want to hope that I will be stupid, and no one will teach you again in the future!"

"Why do you say that about me? Am I that kind of person? Can't you see that I'm worried about you? No matter how you call, I can't wake you up. Not only me, but the eldest sister is also very anxious."

Lin Qingbai was silent for a moment: "I'm the one who caused trouble for the family."

The situation at home is not optimistic. His illness...

"What's the trouble? Didn't you often get sick before? You're used to it." It's just that the previous illness was not as scary as this time, and you couldn't even wake up.

"It's all because of my poor health, which drags everyone down."

"Then you will practice boxing with me in the future, and take care of your body. Others will not bully you, and you will be less sick."

Hearing this, Lin Qingbai couldn't help smiling wryly. His weak body was brought about in the womb. He was different from his brothers and sisters at home. They got stronger the more they practiced, but it probably made the same thing whether he practiced or not.

"Qing Miao's words are right. You should practice your bones. You don't want to win fights, but you want to avoid getting sick." Lin Qinghe came in from the outside with a bowl, heard their conversation, and answered.

"Okay, I'll listen to the eldest sister, and I will practice boxing with you in the future."

"Let's talk about it after the illness is cured. Don't worry. You are weak. Just follow Qingmiao and practice slowly. You don't have to learn from your second brother."

Lin Qingsong is as strong as a calf, and his punch is quite powerful. He has been practicing since he was a child. After several years, his strength is really not small.

But these are all external kung fu, practiced to the extreme, it feels like using brute force, if you can practice internal kung fu, it will be different, but you can only think about it, there is no such way.

Lin Qingbai nodded. He had seen his second brother punch him. He was so aggressive. He had no doubt that his second brother could beat him to the point where he couldn't get up.

However, if he followed Qing Miao to punch slowly, he would be able to keep up with this speed, and his body would not be overwhelmed. This is the most suitable training method for him.

"It smells so good, elder sister, you made rice porridge." Lin Qingmiao sniffed.

Lin Qinghe laughed: "You have a very good nose. It is true that you boiled some rice porridge. Your third brother is sick. Drinking some rice porridge is more nutritious, so that your body can recover quickly."

Lin Qingmiao licked her lower lip, nodded her head and said, "Third brother's illness must get better soon."

This child is still very sensible, but it is so sensible that it makes people feel sad. Lin Qinghe glanced at her: "Your third brother's illness will recover soon, and the money we sell the preserved fruit next time will be used to buy fine grains , you also need to make up your body so that you will get less sick in the future."

Lin Qingmiao said happily after hearing the words: "Is this okay? Would it be too wasteful? In fact, we have corn porridge to eat, which is already very good. Hei Ya and his family can't get enough to eat."

It doesn't feel good to be hungry.

"What you eat in your stomach is not a waste. See if you are much stronger than Hei Ya."

"That's true." Lin Qingmiao bent her arms, showing off her strength.

Lin Qinghe looked at her movements, smiled, and then said to Lin Qingbai: "Don't say anything that drags you down. If you feel sorry, you should study hard in the future. After you become a scholar and a scholar, don't you still despise us? Do you feel that we are a drag if you don't give up?"

"That's definitely not possible." Lin Qingbai said eagerly, choking his breath in this anxiety, and immediately covered his mouth and coughed.

"It seems that you won't dislike us as bad, so how can we dislike you as a burden." Lin Qinghe reached out and patted his back, and said in a gentle tone.

After coughing for a while, he finally recovered and looked at her with clear eyes: "Sister, I was wrong."

"If you know your mistakes, you can correct them." Lin Qinghe handed the porridge bowl in front of him: "Do you need me to feed you?"

He immediately took the bowl in a hurry, and said, "No, I'll do it myself." How grown-up is it, there's no need to feed it.

(End of this chapter)