Chapter 341 Our family is all empty (Fourth update)
“Doctor Xu, they are all laymen, so forget it if they don’t understand.”
She continued.
“You should understand what I’m saying.”
“You can’t tie it like this. You have to install a small splint inside the strap.”
"Even if you find a few chopsticks to tie them together, it's better than tying them like this!"
"If the bones are misaligned again, it will cause inflammation of the surrounding skin and soft tissues."
"I My uncle's arms will be swollen and he will have a high fever, which will be even more troublesome!"
She said with a serious face.
Uncle Wu really felt sorry for her, and she couldn't let him suffer anymore.
Over there, Doctor Xu frowned when he heard Yang Ruoqing's words.
Isn’t this little girl too alarmist?
In the more than ten years since his debut, he has been setting people's bones like this.
I haven’t seen anyone yet!
How about stuffing two chopsticks inside? Is it better to be careful?
But——
Seeing the eyes of the people in this room, Dr. Xu hesitated.
If you look for chopsticks at this time, wouldn’t you be destroying your own brand?
If it doesn’t work, just do it the old way.
Seeing that Yang Ruoqing was still insisting, Dr. Xu deliberately lowered his face.
"This bone can't be straightened. Please hire someone else!"
He was about to leave, but was stopped by Yang Hualin.
"Doctor Xu, don't talk to her, just do what you need to do!"
Old Yangtou also looked unhappy, and said to Yang Huazhong with a dark face: "Third son , you take your daughter with you Stay outside for a while, then come in after you finish it!"
Yang Huazhong frowned and said to Yang Ruoqing: "My dear, your kindness is ignored, let's come out!"
Yang Ruoqing glanced at Uncle Wu who was in pain and was a little confused on the bed.
Sighed and turned around and left the house.
Think of good intentions as a donkey’s liver and lungs, let them toss them around!
The father and daughter came out with their front legs, and the door of the house was closed hard with their back legs.
Yang Ruoqing looked at the closed door and smiled angrily.
OK, very good.
You guys are dragging your feet now. If things get serious later, don’t cry like me!
"Dad, brother, I'm afraid it will be a while here. Let's go get something to eat first and then come back?"
She greeted Yang Huazhong and Yang Yongxian.
“That’s fine.”
The three of them left the hospital and sat down at a nearby breakfast shop.
She ordered a bowl of shredded pork noodles for Yang Huazhong.
In view of Yang Yongxian's motion sickness, she ordered him a bowl of sweet potato porridge and two white flour steamed buns.
As for herself, she just drank a bowl of porridge.
With Uncle Wu in mind, Yang Ruoqing really has no appetite.
Yang Huazhong looked worried and asked Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, is it true that Dr. Xu's binding method didn't work?"
Yang Ruoqing nodded.
"I'm worried about Uncle Wu."
She said, stirring the porridge in the bowl absentmindedly with the chopsticks in her hand.
Yang Yongxian also put down his chopsticks and frowned.
"I hope nothing goes wrong," he said.
Yang Ruoqing twitched the corner of her mouth.
Either nothing goes wrong, or if something goes wrong, it won’t be a big deal.
Hey, I hope, I hope God bless me.
Bless that stubborn, pedantic and face-saving Doctor Xu to get through with luck!
Also bless Uncle Wu from suffering!
After the three of them had eaten, Yang Ruoqing went to pay the bill, which was a total of fifteen cents.
She added another five cents and asked the waiter to make five buns and take them with her.
The three people returned to the hospital.
Old Yangtou, Yang Huaan, Yang Hualin and Yang Yongjin were all standing or squatting at the door of the house.
Seeing Yang Huazhong and the others coming back, Yang Hualin asked: "Lao San, where have you been?"
Yang Huazhong said: "Went to have breakfast."
Yang Hualin's eyes immediately turned to Yang Hua Zhong and the others were spinning in their hands. Yang Hualin's eyes instantly lit up when he saw the oil paper bag in Yang Ruoqing's hand.
I saw Yang Ruoqing opening the oil paper bag again, taking out a hot steamed bun and handing it to Yang Yongjin.
Yang Hualin even narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Fat girl is not bad, she also knows how to bring us food."
He said, reaching out to Yang Ruoqing to pick up the buns...
Yang Ruoqing ignored him Stretched hand.
Close the oil paper bag and stuff it back into your arms.
Yang Hualin was dumbfounded and stood up.
"Fat Ya, what do you mean? Why are you giving Yongjin the buns but not us?"
He asked loudly.
Yang Ruoqing twitched the corner of her mouth.
"I pay for the buns and give them to whomever I like. Second uncle, you have no control over it!"
"Oh!" Yang Hualin fell back in anger.
He yelled at Yang Huazhong: "You three, are you too unreasonable? You have eaten and drank enough, and we are still hungry..."
Yang Huazhong said with an innocent look: "My family's Qing'er keeps the money, so I can't do anything about it!"
Yang Hualin rolled his eyes in anger and complained to Old Yang.
Old Yangtou had a lot of things on his mind, and he was very impatient when he heard these trivial things.
“What time has it been? Are you still worrying about how many bites to eat? There is no future!”
Old Yangtou shouted angrily in a deep voice.
Yang Hualin shut up angrily.
Watching eagerly, Yang Yongjin broke open the bun and handed half of it to Yang Huaan.
Yang Hualin swallowed.
He came in a hurry and didn’t bring any money with him.
The money is all in Lao Yangtou's hands. I'm so hungry!
"Dad, don't say anything. Give me a few pennies first and let me buy two buns to fill my stomach!"
Yang Hualin said again.
Over there, Old Yangtou said in a deep voice: "We are still eating steamed buns. Our family is about to sell iron and drink the northwest wind!"
Yang Hualin said: "It's not that serious. We Didn’t we all discuss it with Wang Hongquan before? Wang Shuanzi can only pay two taels of silver to settle the matter.”
"I just asked about Lao Wu's medical expenses. Five hundred cents is enough to survive!"
Lao Yangtou gave Yang Hualin a look: "I was robbed of two taels of silver by bandits, and my carriage shop was robbed. We still have to pay for the horse!”
“That horse costs only fifteen or six taels of silver!”
Old Yangtou sighed. The old face is getting more and more haggard!
The rest of Lao Yang’s family remained silent.
Yang Hualin no longer shouted for steamed buns.
Everyone was silent, the sun was rising slowly from the east, but the atmosphere was strangely depressing.
Yang Ruoqing's eyes flashed, is the bay red horse worth fifteen taels of silver?
Should we... resell it?
At this moment, the door of the house suddenly opened.
A clerk from the hospital ran out in a panic.
Everyone gathered around him hurriedly.
"What's wrong?" Old Yangtou asked hurriedly.
When the young man saw this group of old and young men, he was a little afraid to say anything.
Yang Yongjin grabbed him by the collar: "Tell me, what's going on?"
The boy said: "The guy inside has a fever and his arm is swollen. I have to go find my master quickly..."
What?
Lao Yang’s family was dumbfounded.
Abandoning the little boy, everyone swarmed into the house.
Yang Ruoqing also followed in.
In the room, Yang Huazhou was lying on the bed, his face turned the color of pig liver.
His eyes were closed tightly, and there were bubbles of fire around his mouth.
He was still talking nonsense.
Yang Yongjin was so anxious that he almost cried, and said loudly: "What's wrong with Uncle Wu? Wasn't he fine before?"
Yang Huazhong looked solemn: "My daughter is really being raped. You’re right, Lao Wu’s forehead is like charcoal fire!”
Yang Yongxian gritted his teeth: "Damn quackery, act arbitrarily!"
(End of this chapter)