shock!As soon as he came back, his house was ransacked and he was exiled.

Chapter 81 Leaving the Book
"Tao, don't cry, dad, dad is fine." Li Gensheng raised his calloused hands, gently stroked her cheek, and comforted her carefully: "Tao, don't cry, don't you think dad is fine? "

"Dad, you, you are lying." Chuntao shook her head, held his rough big hand tightly, and sobbed: "You are lying, you are lying."

Li Gensheng was lying on the bedside, hunched over his back bent by life, and gently caressed Chuntao's cheek, with a hint of water in his eyes, "Tao, stop crying, you are a big girl now, why are you still crying like this?" ?”

Li Gensheng looked at her, then at Jiang Zhimiao, and smiled helplessly when he saw that Chuntao was still crying. He knew that his body was damaged by working in the fields in the early years. The rain last night may have damaged the roots.

Thinking of this, his eyes darkened. He wanted to go with Feng'er, but Chuntao was still young, and he, he couldn't let go. Hearing the slight cry, Li Gensheng came back to his senses and saw Chuntao looking at him with a worried look on his face. Look, he shook his head reluctantly.

Chuntao felt tight when she saw his apathetic look. She grabbed his hand tightly, her voice trembling, "Dad, what's wrong with you? Why are you looking at me like this?"

Li Gensheng raised his hand to straighten her messy forehead, sighed, and said softly: "It's okay, I just miss your mother."

Upon hearing this, the tears that had just been stopped flowed out unconsciously. Chuntao wiped away two tears, and her body was shaking due to the incessant crying. She shrugged her nose and choked: "I I miss my mother too."

After watching for a while, Jiang Zhimiao finally understood why Chuntao's mother was not in the house, and also understood why Li Gensheng's body was broken.

It turned out that since Chuntao's mother died in childbirth, Li Gensheng had been carrying a hoe to work in the fields every day when the rooster crowed. It was already dark and he still didn't come back. After half a year, his body was exhausted, leaving behind the root of the disease. Whenever it gets cold, I have trouble breathing and my body hurts as if I've been stabbed with needles.

No, it was windy and rainy last night, and several holes were smashed into the roof. It was freezing cold, and Li Gensheng's condition worsened, and he even coughed up blood.

Seeing the sad looks on their faces, Jiang Zhimiao sighed silently. It's true that hemp ropes only cut at the smallest points, and bad luck only seeks out the poor. They are all miserable people.

She had learned some medical books in the plane classroom before, but most of those medical books were for emergencies on the way to exile. Jiang Zhimiao didn't know if Chuntao's illness could be cured.

Under normal circumstances, she would not look for trouble. After all, if she can be cured, she will naturally gain respect from others, but if she cannot be cured, she will inevitably cause a lot of trouble.

When she first arrived in Tianshui Village, Chuntao was the first and only one to express kindness to her. In that case, she should give it a try. No matter what the result was, she would know once she tried it.

Jiang Zhimiao looked at the two of them, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he took a few steps forward.

"Uncle Genzi, Chuntao, stop crying. Coughing up blood might not be a bad thing. If you cough up the dirty blood in your body, won't your illness be cured? You're almost crying."

Seeing them looking at him blankly, Jiang Zhimiao didn't say anything more, walked to Li Gensheng's bed in a few steps, and continued: "Uncle Genzi, if you can trust me, let me show it to you. "

She was silent and then said: "Although I am not an orthodox doctor, I can still be considered a half-barefoot doctor. There may be room for improvement in your illness."

Li Gensheng didn't react for a moment, and stood with one hand blankly in the air. When he reacted, he quickly retracted his hand, lowered his head, and said with a helpless smile: "I know this disease myself. I was treated by Dr. Sun in the early years. I've seen that even after taking the old medicines, I don't see any improvement, so I'm afraid it can't be cured." Seeing his hopeless look, Jiang Zhimiao admonished: "Uncle Genzi, how come I know you can't be cured before I even look at you? Well? It’s okay, but I’m not sure whether Dr. Sun’s academic skills are good or not. No matter what, I have to read it first before talking about it.”

"Besides, even if you don't want to treat her, you have to think about Chuntao. Chuntao lost her mother when she was so young. If something happens to you, how will she live in the future? It's just a matter of checking her pulse. It doesn’t take much effort on your part, just don’t shirk it.”

Li Gensheng lowered his head silently, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. Yes, even if he doesn't live for himself in the future, he must live for Chuntao. If he dies, he will die. Chuntao is still so young, and he hasn't seen her get married yet. Hey, he doesn't dare to die.

Looking up, he saw Chuntao looking at him unblinkingly with a pair of dark eyes. Li Gensheng's heart tightened, and he looked at Jiang Zhimiao and replied: "You're right, even if I don't work for myself, I still have to work for myself." The only thing to do is live for Chuntao. If her mother is gone, I will be gone."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Zhimiao understood what he meant, and seeing the firm look on his face, she felt very relieved.

Just think about it, Chuntao is such a good child, if her father is gone, the future life will be even more miserable.

Chuntao shrugged her nose, a little confused. She looked at Jiang Zhimiao and Li Gensheng for a while. Seeing that her father agreed to treat the disease, she suddenly laughed.

"Dad, my sister is a good person. If my sister says it can be cured, then it must be cured."

Chuntao's eyes were big, and her smile was like the curved willow leaves. However, there was a circle of thick blue and black under her eyes. Although it was somewhat obscured by her skin color, the outline was faintly visible.

She thought she had been worried about this matter a lot these days, but now that she smiled, the sadness on her face dissipated a little, and she gained a little more vitality.

Seeing her smiling broadly, Li Gensheng twitched the corner of his mouth and revealed a faint smile.

Jiang Zhimiao looked at him with her eyes, and sighed silently when she saw that he had regained hope in life.

Now that you have hope for life, it is easier to deal with it. No matter whether it is a serious illness or a minor illness, if you feel that there is no hope, then even Guanshiyin Bodhisattva cannot save you.

Seeing that Li Gensheng was willing to treat his illness, Chuntao hurriedly stood up and gave way to his seat. Jiang Zhimiao sat down without being polite.

When Li Gensheng saw her sitting down, he rolled up a sleeve and put his hand on the bedside. Jiang Zhimiao paused and put his hand on it. The father and daughter held their breath and carefully observed her every move for fear of She looked embarrassed.

Fortunately, Jiang Zhimiao's expression was very calm during the process of taking the pulse. No matter how they looked, they couldn't figure out what was going on, which gave them a sense of security.

In fact, this disease is indeed difficult for Jiang Zhimiao. If she randomly pulls out a disease from the medical books she has studied and treats it for her, she guarantees that the patient can recover as before. But without the knowledge in the book, it is indeed right. She is a challenge.

(End of this chapter)