Along the way, Zhao kept criticizing herself, criticizing herself constantly, and apologizing to Xue's mother.

Xue’s mother heard it in her ears, and the grudge in her heart was gradually eliminating.

About half an hour later, Xue's mother finally returned home after trotting all the way.

As soon as he arrived home, Xue's mother asked Xue's father to take care of Zhao, and she hurriedly ran towards Li's house, and Fengfeng brought Li's house again.

In the heavy rain, Doctor Li said repeatedly, "Madam Wei, slow down."

Xue's mother said repeatedly, "Old sir, saving people is like putting out a fire, you can't be slow!"

After about half a cup of tea, Xue's mother brought Doctor Li.

At this time, Zhao had already changed into clean clothes with the help of the third and fourth daughter-in-laws. He was lying on the bed, looking dying.

Next to the bed, Doctor Li held the veins for Zhao and stroked his beard. After about half a stick of incense, Doctor Li slowly stood up.

Xue’s father hurriedly asked, “Old sir, how about it?”

Old Doctor Li glanced at Zhao, then said to Xue's father and mother Xue, "Come with me." He said that, and turned around and wanted to leave.

At this time, Zhao, on the hospital bed, spoke slowly, "Don't carry me on my back. I know my body, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive."

When Xue's father heard this, his eyes turned red and he held Zhao's hand and said, "Mom, don't talk nonsense. Good days are just beginning, and you haven't enjoyed the blessing yet."

Zhao's eyes were once again filled with turbid tears, and he said sobbingly, "Dragon, I'm sorry for you in this life, I'll repay you in the next life!"

When Xue's father heard this, his nose felt sour and tears rolled down his eyes. He held Zhao's hand and said slowly, "Mom, you have never been sorry for your son. You gave birth to a son and let your son come to this world for a walk. This is the greatest gift to your son. The son will never repay this kindness."

Tears kept flowing down the corners of Zhao's eyes, flowing down his cheeks, "Don't you, you say this, my heart is warm. I should have been content with my son like you, cough cough cough!" As he said that, Zhao coughed violently.

"Mom, stop talking, have a good rest."

When Zhao heard this, his hands like chicken claws were tightly clutching Xue's father, "No, I'm afraid that if I don't say anything, I will have no chance. Please let me tell me."

Tears kept falling from the corners of Xue's father's eyes, and he nodded, "Second, Shuying is a good wife, you must treat her well."

Xue's father nodded, "Well, mom, I know, I must treat Shuying well."

Zhao then glanced at Mr. Xue next to him and said slowly, "Old man, I'm sorry for you in this life. Over the years, I've been calling you, either beating or scolding you. Do you hate me?"

Mr. Xue's eyes turned red when he heard this, and then he said, "It's all a family, what's the matter with hatred? These days, if you don't scold me, I feel a little uncomfortable and I feel something is missing!"

Zhao's mouth smiled and tears couldn't help but flow down again.

Mr. Xue held Zhao's other hand and said, "But, there is one thing I have been holding in my heart for decades."

When Zhao heard this, he looked at Mr. Xue. Mr. Xue rubbed Mr. Zhao's hand, and tears rolled down his nose. "Others' families are accompanied by husbands and wives. The man goes to the fields to work for a day, and his wife prepares food and boils water to wash and press the men's feet. In this life, you have not washed me once for so many years, but pressed me once."

"I'll wait for you this time. Can you wash and press me again?"

Tears kept flowing in the corners of Zhao's eyes, and then nodded, and a smile appeared on Mr. Xue's face.

Xue’s mother looked at Li Langzhong and said, “Old sir, is the situation really that bad?”

Doctor Li sighed and said, "The old lady has a poor foundation, she has lacked qi and blood, and has been bitten in her legs. She seems to have been hungry for a long time and has been in heavy rain. She can hold on until now, but she is only hung up in one breath."

"If this breath is gone, I'm sorry I can do nothing."

Xue's mother was still a little unwilling to give up when she heard this, "Old sir, no matter what, prescribe a medicine."

"There is no need for that."

Xue's mother still insisted, "Old sir, whether it's useful or not, I'd better give it a try."

When Doctor Li heard this, he could only say, "Okay, take the pen, ink, paper and ink."

Xue’s mother said, “No, I will go back to the pharmacy with you, the old man, to catch me.”

As he said that, Xue's mother took Doctor Li back to the pharmacy, and everyone went to see Doctor Li off. In the room, Mr. Xue held Zhao's hand and continued, "Don't listen to the doctor's nonsense. Doctors like to make the disease worse. You will definitely not be able to do anything."

Zhao said, "I know my own body, old man, you don't need to comfort me."

At this time, Xue Peng, who was standing beside him, stepped forward and smiled slightly, "Grandma, grandma said very well, you will definitely get better."

As he said that, Xue Peng took out a pill and put it into Zhao's mouth.

The pill melted immediately after entering her mouth. Zhao felt a warm and coolness flowing into her abdomen through her throat, and then spreading into her limbs and bones. She had never felt this comfortable feeling in her life. After a moment, she felt that her body seemed to have a little more strength.

Zhao couldn't help but say, "Peng'er, what did you give grandma?"

Xue Peng smiled and said, "Sugar Pills, Grandma, is it delicious?"

Zhao did not doubt that he was there, nodded, and said with a smile, "Peng'er, grandma is not good to you before, do you blame grandma?"

Xue Peng smiled and said, "It was not good before, but it would be good in the future."

As he said that, Xue Peng lifted Zhao's trouser legs and saw that one of the legs was as thin as a bamboo pole at this time, and the wound bitten by a wild dog was already black at this time.

Xue Peng repeatedly pointed the big hole at the wound, then took out the Bingli Sword, drew out the long sword, and aimed the tip of the sword at the wound.

Mr. Xue couldn't help but say, "Peng'er, what are you doing?"

Xue Peng said, "The meat near this wound has rotted and must be cut out, otherwise it will become lame in the future."

Mr. Xue sighed in his heart when he heard this, "This person is going to die, and he still cares whether he is lame or not, why bother to suffer again?"

He thought so in his heart, but couldn't say it out loud, so he could only watch Xue Peng take action.

Xue Peng injected his spiritual power into the Ice Sword, and a large amount of cold air froze the rotten meat along the tip of the sword. Then Xue Peng gently knocked it with the tip of the sword, and the rotten meat suddenly turned into bits of ice crystals. Then Xue Peng took out another jade bottle, touched a layer of plaster on the wound, and then he made these things and wrapped it with a ribbon.

Immediately afterwards, Xue Peng took a little bit on Zhao's sleeping hole, and Zhao suddenly fell asleep.

After doing all this, Xue Peng and Mr. Xue said, "Grandpa, grandma is asleep, you can go and rest."
Chapter completed!