Traveling through troubled times to escape famine and cultivate crops as a grain merchant

Chapter 1198: Heart disease requires heart medicine

Xu Sibei took the letter and jumped up in shock. "How could this happen? There will be no more battles to fight later? How come he suddenly became so seriously ill?"

Zhou Guo cannot die.

Xu Xiushan then read the remaining letter, and when he unfolded it he discovered that it was actually written by Zhou Guo. His heart skipped a beat, and he thought it was a suicide note, and his eyes almost turned red.

He read it quickly, then read it again carefully from beginning to end and said to Xu Sibei, "I roughly know what disease she has."

"What disease?" Xu Sibei was stunned. He didn't know when his father had acquired this ability. He came from thousands of miles away and knew what disease the person had without even looking at the letter. It wasn't even written in the letter.

Xu Xiushan handed him the second letter in his hand and said, "Take a look. It was written by that kid."

Xu Sibei took it and read it from beginning to end. He read it several times and frowned, "So, this is a mental illness?"

Xu Xiushan sighed, "It's probably because of both physical and mental illness. After all, she's still a little girl, still a child, and her heart isn't hard enough."

Xu Sibei said: "I think this is good. If she is hard-hearted, wouldn't she be the same as us? People like us are not that good. We don't have much humanity. She has done so many things at such a young age, and she still remembers her original intention. How many people in this world can do that?"

Xu Xiushan didn't want to answer him, so he just said, "You should go with the old doctor this time. This heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine. If you can't change your mind, I'm afraid this child... will never get well in his life."

Xu Sibei nodded, "Yes, I will make her better."

Isn't it just killing a few people? They were corrupt officials and powerful people who did nothing good in their daily lives and just bullied the people in the village. It is not a pity for such people to die a thousand times, so how could they still have a demon in their hearts?

The old doctor came quickly. After listening to Xu Xiushan's words, he turned around and left, muttering, "It just so happens that the boy is here too. Let's take him back to see him. I haven't seen him for many years."

General Xu clearly heard her muttering all the way, but he did not stop her. At this moment, as long as the child could be cured, what was the harm in sending a few more doctors?

Xu Sibei went downstairs to pack his clothes. In less than an hour, a team of a thousand people was ready.

The group had a hearty meal and left with some dry food.

We rode at full speed and marched quickly. After five days of hard work, we finally arrived.

The old doctor was almost helped in.

Xu Sibei ran in first. As soon as he entered, he saw Zhou Guo lying quietly on the bed with his eyes closed. His face was pale, his cheeks were so thin that there was no flesh on them, and he was so quiet that it seemed as if he would fly away at the next moment.

He was so distressed that he rushed forward and asked, "How could it be so serious? He hasn't woken up in all these days?"

Qian Duo at the side said: "Yes, he hasn't woken up yet."

Another person flashed up beside her and shouted, "Sister, sister, sister, wake up!"

The old doctor was so angry that he almost slapped him. "Barking, barking, are you a dog? The person is sick and can't wake up. You are a doctor and you have to feel her pulse and treat her. Do you think your barking is the panacea and that you can wake people up by barking?"

Li Wang then remembered that he was a doctor, so he quickly pulled Zhou Guo's hand out and pressed on...

Everyone in the room looked at him.

Li Wang thought for a long time and looked at the old doctor, "Master, come and take a look."

The master tried twice and again, frowning.

Everyone in the room was heartbroken.

Wu Jiang and the others were almost unable to stand. All the doctors they had invited before had the same expression after their treatment. Without exception, none of them were able to cure the disease. Now this old doctor had the same expression. Could it be that Zhou Guo was really beyond saving?

If the old doctor can't cure it, then I don't know who else in the world can cure Zhou Guo's illness.

Xu Sibei couldn't help but ask, "What's going on? Can you guys tell me something? Is it difficult to cure or something?"

After a while, the old doctor let go of his hand and said, "No, judging from the pulse, although this disease is a little strange, it is not difficult to treat. You said that so many doctors have seen it, it can't be incurable, but why is it that he is in a coma?"

Qian Duo said: "The old doctor is right. Many doctors say so. They say it is not difficult to treat, but it just can't be cured."

If it can’t be cured, doesn’t that mean it’s very difficult to cure?

I don’t know what these doctors are talking about all day long!

Xu Sibei asked: "Then what should we do?"

The old doctor said, "I'll give her some medicine first, and then acupuncture. You can talk to her more often. Although she's not awake, she might still be able to hear what you say."

Xu Sibei nodded, "I know, this is what I came here for."

I'm here to take care of the medicine.

After reading it, the two masters went downstairs to write a prescription.

Xu Sibei took her hand, rubbed it for her, and then began to talk in a nagging manner, "I know, and Dad knows, we have all read the letters you wrote in the past. In the past few months, you have almost cleared out all the termites in places like Huguang.

Guoguo, you did a great job, really, very well done. This is how these people should be dealt with. If we leave them alone, I don’t know how many more ordinary people will suffer!

Fortunately, it's you. If I, my father, and my brothers had come, more people would have died. Anyone in your position would have done the same. It's the same as leading troops in battle. On the battlefield, it's either you die or I live. In the officialdom, if these people don't die, more and more people will die..."

……

"Even after we die and go to the underworld, these things will only be counted as your merits and virtues, because these people died and more people lived, and they will live better because of you..."

Xiong Laosan and the others were stunned. This guy was standing right beside them and talking nonstop. What was he saying? Why couldn't they understand anything?

Wu Lazi kindly brought a cup of tea and said, "Sir, you've talked too much. Would you like to drink some water?"

Xu Sibei picked up the teacup and drank it all, then put the cup down and continued.

Wu Jiang kept chattering regardless of whether it was useful or not. When Xu Sibei got tired, he took over, sat beside Zhou Guo's bed, and started talking.

He talked about something different, about the escort agency, the manor shop, the north, the south, and the great cause that had yet to be accomplished...

After these two people did this, the others also tried their best to give it a try. When Wu Jiang got tired, they took over.

So, in front of Zhou Guo's bed, there was a group of monks chattering non-stop, as if they had invited a group of monks to chant sutras.

Day and night, never stopping for a moment.

While in a coma, Zhou Guo felt as if someone was chanting in her ears. She couldn't even take a break. She wanted these voices to shut up and stop talking, but she couldn't utter a word.

He tossed and turned in annoyance, his brows furrowed.

The old doctor saw her frown and smiled, "It's useful, you continue."

Everyone was overjoyed, finally seeing hope.