"Master, are you in urgent need of money? Did something happen to Master's wife?"

Wu San Dao:

"Your mistress has always been in poor health. In order to treat her illness over the years, our family savings have been used up and we have a lot of foreign debts. I don't mind if you laugh at me, but our family can hardly make ends meet. A few days ago, she fell ill again and vomited blood. Thanks to the help of the villagers, we pooled some money and admitted her to the hospital. However, everyone is not well off now, and this hospital is a place that burns money. The little money we have is not enough to sustain it. If you don't have money for treatment, the hospital will not let you stay.

This has to be treated. Going back like this will only lead to death. Your master's wife hasn't had a good day since she married me. How can I bear to watch her leave me? I will leave your master's wife to sleep on the floor in the hospital corridor and let the children take care of her. In this way, if something happens, the doctor can't just watch her die, right?

I'm just a farmer with no special skills, so I came here to try my luck. And then I met you, Yuemin. With your 200-odd, your master's wife can treat me well."

Zhong Yuemin asked, "Master, which hospital is Master's wife in?"

"Jishuitan Hospital!"

"Master, let me go with you to take a look. My home is nearby."

"This……"

Wu Sandao said, "Yuemin, your master's wife has tuberculosis. This disease is contagious. You'd better not go."

Zhong Yuemin said:

"Not really. I know a little about tuberculosis. It's mainly spread through diet and droplets coughed up by patients. I just wear a mask. In fact, the droplets coughed up by most patients are negative and do not carry tuberculosis bacteria, so they are not contagious."

"what?"

Wu San was surprised. "Yuemin, do you know so much about this disease? I did the test before, and it was indeed negative. The doctor said so too."

Zhong Yuemin said:

"I have a relative who had this disease, but he was cured and recovered. Master, in the 1940s and 1950s, due to the backward medical level in our country, there were no special drugs to treat and eliminate tuberculosis bacteria. It's no exaggeration to say that it was almost a terminal illness, and the only thing left was waiting to die. Now, there are special drugs for this disease. As long as you follow the doctor's instructions, take the medicine on time, and cooperate with the treatment, it can be completely cured. My relative is fine now, but Master's wife is coughing up blood now, which is quite serious. How could it have been delayed to this point?"

Wu San sighed.

"It's all my fault. The doctor said earlier that this disease is very stubborn and requires a long medication treatment cycle, at least half a year, and sometimes even more than a year. You absolutely cannot stop taking the medicine during this period, otherwise if it relapses, all your efforts will be wasted. Yuemin, you don't know, these drugs are said to be imported from abroad, and they are three-quarters toxic. You also have to take some liver and heart protection drugs. This whole course of treatment will cost at least 500 or 600 yuan. If the effect is not ideal, you have to continue taking the medicine, which can cost thousands. But in my family's situation..."

Sigh... Eat and stop, this will delay you, it's all my fault that your master's wife is hurt."

Zhong Yuemin understood that it was all because of lack of money.

"Master, how can you be blamed for this? Let's hurry over now and let Master's wife stay in the upper hospital so she can get treatment sooner."

He went over and pushed the wheelbarrow.

"Hey, good!"

Wu San didn't say much, "Yuemin, let me do it. I can't let you push me."

"Master, please don't be so formal with me," Zhong Yuemin said.

"You've been pushing a wild boar weighing hundreds of pounds for forty or fifty miles. You must be tired. Rest for a while. It's not hard to push an empty cart. Take a walk."

After leaving Pigeon City, the two headed straight for Jishuitan Hospital. Passing by the Supply and Marketing Cooperative, it was already closed. Zhong Yuemin knocked on the door "bang bang bang..." Wu Sandao:

"Yuemin, don't buy it. I can't let you spend money. They're all closed."

"It's okay, just listen to me!"

"Who is it?" A man's voice sounded dissatisfied. "The door is closed. Why are you knocking..."

The door opened and he saw someone coming in. The anger on his face instantly disappeared and he cursed with a smile:

"Yuemin, it's you. I thought someone else was causing trouble. If it were someone else, I would have kicked them out."

Zhong Yuemin smiled and said, "Uncle Huang, are you off work? I came to buy something. Please excuse me."

Huang Daming said, "You really know how to pick the time. Can't you come earlier?"

He spotted the middle-aged man standing to the side and asked, "Who is this?"

Zhong Yuemin introduced the two parties, and Huang Daming greeted, "Hello, brother!"

He pulled out a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes from his pocket and pulled out a stick. "Come on!"

"No, no, you do it yourself, do it yourself!"

Wu San was terrified. Actually, he knew how to do it, but he had never smoked such good cigarettes. They were all dry tobacco, and the tobacco was pumpkin leaves and loofah vines dried in the countryside. It was just to satisfy his craving for cigarettes. This man was the director of the supply and marketing cooperative. In his opinion, he was a "big official".

Zhong Yuemin said, "Uncle Huang, this is my master. My master's wife is sick and in the hospital. I want to buy some gifts and go to the hospital to see my master's wife."

master?

Huang Damin was puzzled, thinking, when did you become a disciple? But he didn't ask any more questions.

"Okay, then come in and choose for yourself."

Zhong Yuemin followed him in and came out after about ten minutes, holding a net bag filled with canned food, fruit, malted milk, walnut cookies...

Wu San said distressedly:

"Yuemin, how could I let you spend so much money? It's all wasted."

"Master, don't worry about the money, I can earn it as your apprentice." With the space, the thing he lacked the most was money. He could have as much as he wanted. When he arrived at the hospital, he put the wheelbarrow aside and went to a nearby state-owned restaurant. He fried two meat dishes, braised pork and braised spareribs, each costing 1.2 yuan, and put them in his own aluminum lunch box, which he had just bought at the supply and marketing cooperative. He also ordered more than ten large meat buns, each costing 4 cents, and each costing one or two grain coupons. When Wu San saw the food Yue Min bought, he was completely numb.

"Yuemin, you..."

"Master, don't say anything, let's go in. Master's wife and the others must not have eaten yet, let's go!"

He walked into the hospital first, followed by Wu San. They came to the inpatient department, entered a corridor, and walked up. They heard faint coughing sounds from upstairs. They came to the corridor on the third floor. It was a little dark, and they could only use the light from the corridor outside. There was a woman lying in the corner, covered with a quilt. She was leaning against the wall. Her hair was messy, her face was pale, and she was very thin. She looked unrecognizable and kept coughing. There were some clothes, luggage, bottles and jars, washbasins, buckets, etc. piled up on the side. There was a rope on top, with towels, clothes, etc. hanging on it. She treated this place as her "home".

There was another child beside him, also skinny and small, about twelve or thirteen years old. This should be his master's child. Wu Yang was frightened at first, but when he saw Wu San following behind, he immediately got up from the ground and went to greet him.

"Dad, you're here!"

Wu San touched his son's head lovingly. His wife was in poor health and had never been able to get pregnant when she was young. She was over 30 years old before she got pregnant. It was considered a child in her old age. This was her only child.

"How is your mother? Is she okay?"

Wu Yang cried, "Dad, Mom just coughed up blood again. I wiped it off. Dad, did you borrow money? Mom needs medicine and treatment. We can't wait any longer."

"Dad has money now, let's go to the hospital and treat your mother!"

Wu San came to his wife, squatted down, took out 200 yuan from his pocket,

"Mother, we have money, two hundred yuan, let's go to the hospital right away."

Lin Guixiang:

"Dad, this... where did you get so much money? Did you borrow it from the villagers?"

Wu San Dao:

"There's no wealthy family in our village. It was very difficult for us to get some money together before. I caught a wild boar a few days ago and sold it to earn some money."

Lin Guixiang's nose felt sore when she heard this.

"Dad, I'm the one who got you into trouble. You're old now, not young anymore. That wild boar is a beast, it's blind. If anything happens, what will happen to me and the child..."

Tears began to fall.

"Why are you crying? I'm fine now." Wu San called Zhong Yuemin over.

"Mother, the money from selling the wild boar was given by Yue Min. It wouldn't have sold for that much anyway. He's my apprentice now, and knowing you were sick and in the hospital, he insisted on coming to see you. Look at what he's carrying: malted milk, canned food, and food and buns he just bought from a state-owned restaurant. He spent tens of thousands of dollars on it, and I couldn't stop him."

"Master, please stop praising me," Zhong Yuemin said.

"Master's wife is sick and in the hospital. I can't come to visit empty-handed, right? Master's wife, my name is Zhong Yuemin, you can just call me Yuemin."

Lin Guixiang was still a little confused about the situation. Her husband was just a farmer in the countryside and had no special skills. The young man in front of her was wearing a yellow woolen military coat and looked like a city boy. How could he become her husband's apprentice?

He responded with, "Hello, hello, Yue...Yuemin."

Zhong Yuemin opened two lunch boxes and placed them on the small kang table at the side. He opened the butter paper wrappers and more than a dozen meat buns rolled out. The aroma filled the air. Wu Yang on the side was so greedy that he kept swallowing his saliva. He kept swallowing. It was really too delicious. His family was poor. Not to mention meat, he couldn't even have enough rice. During his time in the hospital, he had been eating dry flatbreads, which he would add some hot water and swallow with pickles. He almost forgot what meat tasted like.

Zhong Yuemin picked up a big meat bun and gave it to the child, "Come, eat!"

Wu Yang was too timid to answer, and looked at his father. Wu San said:

"Take it and eat it. Thank you, Brother Zhong!"

Wu Yang then happily took it and said, "Thank you, Brother Zhong!"

He couldn't wait to eat it with big mouthfuls. This big meat bun was about the size of a baby's face. Wu Yang ate more than half of it in two or three bites. In the blink of an eye, he finished the meat bun. He kept licking the grease on his fingers. It was obvious that he was still not satisfied. It seemed that he was really hungry.

Zhong Yuemin gave him another one, Wu Yang shook his head.

"Brother Zhong, I...I'm full, so I'll give it to Mom and Dad. Mom is sick and needs to be nourished, and Dad needs to do heavy work. I won't eat anymore."

This child is really sensible, he stuffed the buns into people's hands,

"It's okay, there's still so much. Don't just eat the buns, eat this dish too. Eat, eat as much as you can!"

He picked up one and ate it, and gave one to his master and his wife.

"Master, Master's Wife, you guys eat too, while it's hot."

There were more than ten buns, and four were left. He ate one, the child ate three, the master's wife ate one, and the master ate two. His master must not have been full, so he kept the food. With his physique, he could have easily eaten more than ten.

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