Zhulan signaled her two sons to look at her husband, and she followed the doctor out, sat in front of a chair and watched the doctor write the prescription, and thought of herself. Her body suffered too much in production, otherwise she would not have come over. After the doctor finished writing the prescription, she spoke, "Doctor, please help me see, I am weak, have a back pain and night sweats, and I have no strength at all."

Zhulan didn't lie, she felt it when she woke up in the morning. Otherwise, she would not have to help her son according to her memory, and she would have the strength to support her husband.

The doctor touched his beard and "slid his hand over."

Zhulan became even more nervous, afraid that there would be something wrong with her body. She just figured out that she would accept her identity and not be able to do anything in her health, and she wouldn't have lost her life.

The doctor let go of his hand, "The physical loss is too serious and he is overworked. Fortunately, his foundation is good, but he needs to be slowly recuperated and replenished. However, the days of recuperation are not short and the price is not cheap. Do you need to buy it?"

Zhulan looked at the gray cloth clothes on her body and the clothes she worked at home. She was anxious to go out and didn't change some good clothes. It was indeed not like the ones who paid for it. In the ancient countryside, there were really few families who were willing to take care of them, especially those who were older.

But Zhulan thought about the original owner's memory and felt confident, "You can open it, I can bear it."

The doctor was surprised and didn't ask any more questions. He prescribed the prescription happily for three days. "Come here together in three days and take a pulse."

"Okay, thank you, Doctor."

Fortunately, Zhulan brought enough money. Her husband's medicine was cheap. Her medicine was less than 100 pennies for three days, and hers was expensive, and she only needed one or two taels for three days. No wonder the doctor repeatedly confirmed it. It was only three days' amount, and it was less than ten taels a month, and her heart was trembling.

After noon, Zhulan asked the boss to buy meat buns. When he saw the meat stall touching his thin arms, he saw her husband's thin appearance, got off the car and bought four kilograms of fat and added two big bones, and went for 42 cents.

After a trip, I spent one or two hundred and sixty cents to pay for the car for Li Zheng’s family.

Zhulan sighed a little, whether in modern times or in ancient times, medical treatment was costly.

When she got home, her original husband didn't wake up, and Zhulan felt sorry for Qian and was not very happy. In addition, her face became whiter and whiter when she arrived at the doorstep, the village said that Zhou Shuren was not good.

Zhulan took out the pottery jar and prepared to boil medicine. As for the meat, she had already handed it to her eldest daughter-in-law. She is a takeaway and restaurant in modern times. She only knows the simple ones, but she really doesn’t know how to boil lard.

I bought a total of twelve meat buns, one for two cents, one for Zhulan, two for the two in the school, one for the little girl who went out again, and the others were all distributed to the eldest and second brothers, eight buns and four for the family.

Zhulan just brushed the pot of pottery to make medicine, and her second wife was holding the bun and shivering, "Mom, I'll give you this."

Bamboo orchid, “…….”

She was depressed, and her share of buns could scare Zhao.

Li, who was tangling the pork, turned his eyes and said, "Mom, how many big kids have not eaten enough!"

Zhulan glanced at the eldest daughter-in-law. The eldest daughter-in-law really liked the stingy temperament, but she was very careful. She glanced at her and said to Zhao in a bad tone: "Just eat it for you, don't bother me, hurry up and go out."

Zhao's eyes turned red and he was thrusting, "Mom, you're so nice."

Bamboo orchid, “…….”
Chapter completed!