Chapter 308

"Coughing up blood?" Jiang Wei keenly grasped this keyword.

She couldn't help but frown and said: "There are many illnesses that cause coughing up blood. I have to see it myself to know what the specific cause is."

The Lizheng nodded repeatedly: "Alright then, let's go now."

Jiang Xiaoxiao saw that her mother was going, so naturally, she wanted to follow.

However, this time, Jiang Wei stopped her: "Stay home and watch the house today, don't run around."

After saying this, Jiang Wei left with the Lizheng and the others.

Jiang Xiaoxiao could only obediently stay at home.

However, she didn't expect that as soon as Jiang Wei left, their courtyard gate was knocked on again.

She walked over to open the door and saw that it was actually Wu Sanshen.

"W-well, Xiaoxiao, I just saw your mother leave with the Lizheng. Where are they going?" Wu Sanshen asked with a thick face, her tone carrying a hint of ingratiation.

Jiang Xiaoxiao's eyebrows frowned almost imperceptibly, but she feigned an innocent and naive appearance on the surface and said: "My mother went to the Lizheng's house to handle some business and will be back in a while. Auntie, is there something you need?"

"Is that so..." Wu Sanshen's eyeballs rolled around, her gaze constantly looking at the courtyard behind Jiang Xiaoxiao, "I, I, well, I'm a bit thirsty, I just wanted to come to your house to ask for a bowl of water to drink. Xiaoxiao, can you let me in for a moment?"

"You want to drink water, sure." Jiang Xiaoxiao smiled, but her hand held the doorknob tightly and wouldn't let go. She turned her head and called Jiang Xuelian: "Sister Xuelian, please bring a bowl of water for Auntie."

"Coming!"

Jiang Xuelian quickly brought a full large bowl of water and handed it to Wu Sanshen: "Auntie, drink up. If it's not enough, I'll bring you another bowl."

Wu Sanshen saw that full bowl of water, and her smile stiffened for a moment, but she still braced herself and took it, gulping it down in one breath.

It wasn't until her stomach was a bit bloated that this large bowl of water was finished.

Jiang Xiaoxiao stared at the empty bowl, the smile on her face innocent and naive: "It seems Auntie was really thirsty. Why don't I ask Sister Xuelian to bring you another bowl."

"N-no, that's enough, that's enough, this water is enough to drink." Wu Sanshen hurriedly waved her hand.

She looked at Jiang Xuelian, who was blocking the door like a wall, and couldn't help but speak again: "Well, Xiaoxiao, can you let me in to sit for a while? I've been working in the soap workshop for the past two days and always feel that my body is a bit uncomfortable. I heard your mother knows some medical skills, can I wait for her to come back and take a look for me."

"No." Jiang Xiaoxiao shook her head, "I keep a tiger at home. My mother is not at home, and no one can control the tiger. If you come in, Auntie, you might be..."

"Is that so? Then I'll come back next time..." As soon as Wu Sanshen heard there was a tiger, she slipped away before Jiang Xiaoxiao could finish her words.

After Wu Sanshen left, Jiang Xuelian closed the courtyard gate and asked suspiciously: "Xiaoxiao, do we really keep a tiger at home? Why haven't I seen it?"

Jiang Xiaoxiao looked at the back mountain not far away and said: "It went back to its hometown to visit relatives recently, it's not at my house."

Visit relatives?

Jiang Xuelian smiled. She didn't really believe in the tiger Jiang Xiaoxiao mentioned. This tiger was the king of beasts in the forest; how could it be kept at home?

She just thought this tiger was something Jiang Xiaoxiao made up to scare Wu Sanshen.

At the same time.

Jiang Wei also arrived at the Lizheng's house.

Liu Laotaitai was just bringing a basin of water out of the room door. A handkerchief was placed in the basin, and the handkerchief was stained red, and the water in the basin was also dyed with traces of blood.

Liu Dahu saw the blood-stained handkerchief in the basin, and his eyes turned red again: "San Niang is coughing up blood again?"

Liu Laotaitai sighed.

Jiang Wei glanced at the blood-stained handkerchief in the basin, her brows slightly furrowed: "Take me in to see first."

Liu Dahu hurriedly led her into the room.

The Lizheng's house was not big, but because the eldest son was often not at home, usually only the Lizheng and his old mother lived there, plus Liu Dahong, so it was barely enough.

But now Liu Dahu, because of his wife's illness, had searched for good doctors outside but couldn't find any, and in despair, he returned to his hometown.

The light in the room was dim, and a thin and weak woman was lying on the bed.

Seeing an outsider come in, San Niang subconsciously wanted to get up, but couldn't help coughing.

She hurriedly covered her mouth, and after coughing violently a few times, her pale lips were already stained with blood, and her palms were also full of glaring bloodstains.

Liu Dahu rushed up in distress, hurriedly using a handkerchief to wipe the blood on her lips, while comforting her: "San Niang, hold on a little longer, we've found someone to see you."

"Dahu, my body is already broken. The doctor said it's incurable, don't waste your efforts on me anymore..." San Niang said weakly.

Jiang Wei didn't speak, but walked up, carefully looked at San Niang's symptoms, and then reached out to feel her pulse.

Pulse weak, pulse thin, body weak and declining, low fever not receding, lung deficiency damage...

Combining various symptoms, it was indeed pulmonary tuberculosis.

She sighed deeply and said: "This illness of yours can be cured."

As soon as these words were spoken, a look of surprise instantly appeared on Liu Dahu's face: "Really? That's great!"

Even the Lizheng, who was guarding outside, couldn't help but rush in, saying in surprise and joy: "Xiaoxiao's mother, can San Niang's illness really be cured?"

Jiang Wei nodded.

Pulmonary tuberculosis was an incurable disease in ancient times, but for the modern era with advanced medicine, it was a small problem.

She looked at this slightly dim room and said calmly: "From now on, the elderly and children should not come into this room again. The bowls and chopsticks San Niang has used should be stored separately. I will give her acupuncture later, you all go out and wait."

The Lizheng heard this and immediately sensed something was wrong, couldn't help but ask: "Xiaoxiao's mother, what do you mean by this... is San Niang's illness contagious?"

Jiang Wei nodded.

Pulmonary tuberculosis, also known as lung consumption in ancient times, was extremely contagious.

And once infected, it was basically incurable, and one could only wait for death.

"Father, you are old, you go out first." Liu Dahu hurriedly said.

After saying this, he looked at Jiang Wei with red eyes and said: "Xiaoxiao's mother, please, you must cure San Niang... As long as you can cure San Niang, I, Liu Dahu, am willing to be a cow or a horse for you for the rest of my life."

Jiang Wei's spiritual power sank into the space, searching for antibiotics specifically for pulmonary tuberculosis.

She had too many medicines stored in her space, but for a small illness like pulmonary tuberculosis, she didn't have many specific drugs.

Soon, she found a dose of antibiotics specifically for pulmonary tuberculosis.

Unfortunately, this type of antibiotic was only injectable, and there were no oral ones left.

After Liu Dahu and the Lizheng went out, Jiang Wei took out the injection from the space.

The light in the room was very dim, and San Niang was already so weak that she was dizzy and couldn't see what Jiang Wei was holding in her hand, only vaguely seeing something shiny. Was it a silver needle...

She thought in a daze, until a stinging pain came from her arm.

That stinging pain came quickly and went quickly.

When she opened her eyes to look again, Jiang Wei had already put away the injection and said: "Alright."