Chapter 238: Three days at most, death from abdominal pain

Unexpectedly, as soon as Siniang approached, the beggar had already shouted: "Ayi, I am not a beggar, I am your mother."

It was a bit far away, so she couldn't hear clearly, but Siniang was startled, but she didn't dare to take the next step, so she trotted all the way to her.

"Madam, that beggar said she is your mother."

After hearing this, Qin Zhiyi thought for a moment secretly.

Si Niang told her before that this beggar had been wandering around Chengyi Restaurant for several days, and now he couldn't stand it anymore and came to look for her. Something must have happened to her scumbag father.

So she said: "Let her come over and talk."

Qin Zhuang came over soon. When he saw her, he said: "Ayi, please save your father. He is sick, but I can't get any money out. I can only watch him lying on the bed and howling."

Qin Zhiyi did not answer her words, but asked: "What about my eldest brother and sister-in-law?"

She knew that her eldest brother and sister-in-law had lost their children, so she asked deliberately.

Mrs. Qin Zhuang's expression changed slightly, and then she whispered: "Your eldest brother and sister-in-law said they have no money, but I clearly saw your eldest sister-in-law counting money in the room."

She knew that the reason why her eldest brother and sister-in-law stayed there was for revenge.

Don't encourage others to be kind until they have suffered.

She did not comment on the behavior of her elder brother and sister-in-law.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Mrs. Qin Zhuang said again: "Your second brother and sister-in-law gave me some, but the doctor said that your father is hopeless... So I thought it must be because those doctors are not very good at medical treatment. Can you give me some?"

Yinzi, I’ll go get a miracle doctor for your father…”

Qin Zhiyi knew that even the doctors said it was hopeless, and even asking for a miracle doctor would probably not help.

So he asked: "What is going on with my father?"

Mrs. Qin Zhuang told her Qin Zichang's symptoms in detail.

Nowadays, there are many real people around. After listening to Qin Zhuang's account, Qin Zhiyi immediately came to the conclusion that her cheap father had some kind of disease. He was obviously terminally ill. I am afraid that the cancer cells had spread throughout the body by this time.

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However, Mrs. Qinzhuang was still nagging at this time: "I know your father and I couldn't treat you in the past, but if you look carefully, which family is not like this? We have done our best to let you go back to Qinjiazhuang. As for your father

, you have also seen that he has also received his own retribution. He has suffered a lot in these days. As a daughter, shouldn’t you take a look? Do you have to free yourself from fame and fortune to gossip behind your back? "

The last sentence made her laugh. She asked Qinzhuang: "When my father sold me to Li Yuanwai, did he ever worry that the people in Qinjiazhuang would laugh at him? He was addicted to gambling at the time.

, even one of my hands was lost, have you ever thought about it at this time?"

After saying this, Mr. Qin Zhuang opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. Qin Zhiyi continued: "I can give you money and ask you to find a doctor to treat him, but you have to understand that I am not

I'm afraid that people in Qinjiazhuang will gossip behind my back. I have a clear conscience and I have done my best to do this. I gave you money to find a miracle doctor to treat you, just to make you give up."

Qin Zhuang was stunned and finally fell to the ground.

Qin Zhiyi returned to the Qin family home with Qin Zhuang in a carriage to decorate.

It has been more than two months since I last came back.

When passing by the river, she also opened the curtain and saw that the fields near the river were all planted with rice. Although it was just a bud at this time, the shallow and neat buds were growing in the paddy field, which was very special.

nice.

In addition to the rice fields by the river, Qin Zhiyi also saw many potato seedlings in the village that she taught the villagers to cultivate.

Some of the potato seedlings are green and shiny, while others are wilted and look like they are malnourished.

She got down from the sedan chair and taught the farmers herself.

Never plant trees next to fields. If there are trees, they will block the sun. In this case, no matter how much fertilizer is applied, the sky under the trees will not be very fertile.

After hearing this, several people immediately expressed their intention to cut down the tree.

Mrs. Qin Zhuang followed behind, watching Qin Zhiyi walking slowly towards home, feeling anxious to death.

Although Qin Zhiyi brought a miracle doctor when he returned to Qinjiazhuang this time, he couldn't delay like this.

After finally bringing the miracle doctor home, Mrs. Qin Zhuang couldn't wait to open the door and said: "Miracle doctor, please go in quickly and see if my old man can be saved."

The miracle doctor responded, but he didn't expect that the famous proprietress of Chengyi Restaurant in Yunyang County was actually from this place.

This place can be said to be in a ravine. It is dozens of miles away from Yunyang County and has many twists and turns. Even if you catch the fastest carriage, it will take a long time to walk.

It is truly remarkable that such a visionary and courageous person emerged from such a place.

When Qin Zhiyi saw Qin Changchang, he was also shocked by Qin Zichang in front of him.

Qin Zichang was addicted to alcohol and gambling, and often forgot to eat when he was hungry. He was already thin and weak. At this time, Qin Zichang could be described as a skeleton.

But she quickly regained her composure and stood with Qin Zhuang waiting for the miracle doctor's diagnosis.

After the miracle doctor passed by, he took Qin Zichang's pulse with his hand. After taking the pulse, he checked other places for him with a solemn expression. When he lifted the quilt, Qin Zhiyi was still shocked.

Qin Zichang could not tell from her face, but when the quilt was lifted, her belly was as big as a ball. It would not be an exaggeration to say that she was a woman about to give birth.

She knew very well what the problem was, liver cancer, and she had ascites, which meant it was in an advanced stage and she only had a few days to live.

Sure enough, the miracle doctor also shook his head at this time and said: "Forgive me for being helpless. Even if Hua Tuo is alive, there is nothing you can do about your father's illness."

After hearing this, Mrs. Qin Zhuang burst into tears: "You said why are you so miserable? Your son and daughter are disobedient, and in the end you got such a disease. What should I do if you leave?"

She is still around, and Qin Zhuang still says such things.

So he said in a cold voice: "If you say that, then I won't continue to treat this disease. Miracle doctor, I will send you back."

But at this moment, Qin Zichang, who originally only liked moaning, grabbed the corner of the miracle doctor's robe and said in a small voice: "Help me... I feel uncomfortable..."

After hearing this, Mrs. Qin Zhuang stopped howling. She looked at Qin Zhiyi and then at the miracle doctor, and finally said to her: "You will ask your mother to kneel down for you, and then you will let the miracle doctor save your parents."

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She still said with a cold face: "My mother just cried and said that we don't care."

Mrs. Qin Zhuang was stunned for a moment, thinking that one day she would also leave. What if her daughter treated her like this?

She immediately softened her tone: "It's all mother's fault. What you said is nonsense. Even if you ask the miracle doctor to look at your father, it would be better for him to go away easier."

Qin Zhiyi looked at the miracle doctor and said to him: "The reason why he is uncomfortable now is not only the pain of ulcerated internal organs, but also the distension and pain in the abdomen. How much can you help relieve it?"

The miracle doctor thought for a while: "I can use silver needles to drain his ascites, and then use anesthesia to relieve the pain. This will also ensure that he can stay longer, but this method is not suitable for long-term use."

Mrs. Qin Zhuang also tightly grasped the miracle doctor's robe at this time: "How long can it last?"

"A month at most."

"A month?"

Qin Zhuang was completely stunned.

The miracle doctor added: "If no measures are taken, he will die from abdominal pain in three days at most."
Chapter completed!