"Mr. Zhou, it's been more than two hours, why hasn't Yang Xiaobao come out yet? Is there some accident?"
Suddenly, a village doctor asked in surprise.
Hearing these words, Zhou Jianguo suddenly frowned, and felt uneasy in his heart.
Then, without any delay, he stood up and walked towards the door.
Seeing this, Yuan Guifang and others followed Zhou Jianguo's pace.
Not long after, everyone came to the door.
Zhou Jianguo hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand and was about to knock on the door.
However, what Zhou Jianguo never expected was that before his hand could fall, the door was suddenly opened from the inside.
The person who opened the door was none other than Yang Xiaobao.
When he saw Zhou Jianguo and others standing outside the door, Yang Xiaobao was startled and asked in surprise: "You...why are you blocking the door?"
Zhou Jianguo was stunned for a moment, and just when he was about to speak, Yuan Guifang, who was standing next to him, suddenly shouted: "Xiaobao, how are you?"
As soon as Yuan Guifang said these words, everyone's eyes fell on Yang Xiaobao.
Yang Xiaobao calmed down, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then responded: "Don't you know everything if you come in and take a look?"
Yuan Guifang and others were shocked when they suddenly heard what Yang Xiaobao said.
Immediately afterwards, everyone poured into the room.
When they saw the scene in front of them, Yuan Guifang and others were all shocked and stunned.
Looking closely, I saw a person sitting on the hospital bed.
If he didn't say goodbye, this person would be Zhou Dajun.
He was originally very sick, but his face was no longer as pale as before, and became much more rosy.
In addition, Zhou Dajun's mental state is also much better than before.
Before Zhou Jianguo and others could recover from the shock, Zhou Dajun suddenly grinned and shouted: "Dad, Mom!"
"ah?"
After hearing Zhou Dajun's cry, Zhou Jianguo and Yuan Guifang were filled with disbelief, and their agitated minds could not calm down for a long time.
Zhou Dajun has been bedridden for many years. At the beginning, his consciousness was still in a state of consciousness and he could recognize people.
But as his condition worsened, Zhou Dajun's consciousness became blurred. How could he still recognize them later?
Zhou Jianguo and his wife were thinking about the word "Mom and Dad" in their dreams.
Unexpectedly, in such a situation, it suddenly came true.
"Big... army!"
After a while, Yuan Guifang was the first to recover. After screaming, she quickly ran towards Zhou Dajun.
When they got closer, before Zhou Dajun could speak, Yuan Guifang had already hugged him tightly.
"Son! You have finally woken up. Do you know that my mother has been looking forward to the day when you get better day and night all these years!"
"Woo!"
Yuan Guifang hugged Zhou Dajun tightly while crying with joy.
At this time, Zhou Jianguo also approached the bed and asked with disbelief: "Dajun, are you...are you okay?"
"Um!"
Hearing Zhou Jianguo's question, Zhou Dajun responded without thinking, "Dad, when I recover a little, I can go to the ground!"
"Yeah?"
Zhou Jianguo was startled, his heart was filled with excitement, and his cheeks turned red.
"Thanks to Xiaobao, he cured me. His medical skills are so superb!"
Zhou Dajun said excitedly and looked towards Yang Xiaobao, his eyes full of gratitude.
Hearing this, Zhou Jianguo also looked towards Yang Xiaobao, and Yuan Guifang, who was sobbing while hugging Zhou Dajun, also turned her eyes to Yang Xiaobao at this moment.
At the same time, everyone else present also looked at Yang Xiaobao in unison.
Being stared at by everyone, Yang Xiaobao didn't feel any discomfort. Instead, he smiled calmly and said, "Why are you all looking at me like this?"
After hearing Yang Xiaobao's words, everyone came back from their shock.
"How...how is it possible?"
"How did he cure Mr. Zhou?"
"So many of us are helpless to deal with Young Master Zhou's illness. How can he, a layman, cure Young Master Zhou's stubborn illness?"
"How did he do something that even He Lao couldn't do?"
"No, it won't! None of this is true!"
Immediately afterwards, everyone was amazed and full of disbelief.
The scene in front of me was really unbelievable.
Before Yang Xiaobao entered the room, everyone sneered at him. They even thought that Zhou Jianguo and his wife agreed to let Yang Xiaobao treat Zhou Dajun. It was a joke in itself.
After all, Yang Xiaobao is not a doctor, and he is also a big fool.
If you let such a person treat Zhou Dajun's illness, wouldn't that push Zhou Dajun into a pit of fire?
However, what no one expected was that Yang Xiaobao actually cured Zhou Dajun.
How can this not shock the people present?
He Simiao frowned and looked at Yang Xiaobao with surprise in his eyes.
He had been in Stone Village for two days, and he had been thinking about how to cure Zhou Dajun.
But unfortunately, with his medical experience, he couldn't think of a treatment method at all.
In addition, He Simiao also had his own decision in his heart. Even if he sent Zhou Dajun to the best hospital in the provincial capital, it would not help.
Because of this, when he heard Yang Xiaobao say that he wanted to try to treat Zhou Dajun, he just said "a dead horse is a living horse doctor".
What He Simiao never expected was that Yang Xiaobao actually cured Zhou Dajun's stubborn illness.
"He...how did he do it?"
He Simiao muttered secretly, full of doubts.
Yang Xiaobao didn't care about everyone's shock. He looked at Zhou Dajun and said with a smile: "Brother Dajun, please pay attention to your recovery. I think after three or five days, you should be able to walk as fast as flying!"
Hearing what Yang Xiaobao said, Zhou Dajun was so excited that his cheeks turned red.
Then, he held the bed with both hands, looking like he was planning to get out of bed.
Seeing this, Yuan Guifang quickly reached out to help him.
"Mom, no need! Just let me do it by myself. I...I almost forgot what it feels like to step on the ground!"
Zhou Dajun looked at Yuan Guifang and said this.
Yuan Guifang was stunned for a moment, and then slowly took her hand back.
After moving for a long time, Zhou Dajun finally got out of bed.
The moment he stepped on the ground, Zhou Dajun was so excited that his breathing became rapid and heavy.
"Son, are you okay?"
Seeing this, Yuan Guifang asked with a worried look.
"Mom, I'm fine! This... the feeling of having your feet on the ground is so comfortable!"
Zhou Dajun said excitedly, and after standing there for a moment, he walked out.
Maybe he hadn't walked for a long time and was a little unfamiliar. Zhou Dajun almost fell over.
Upon seeing this, Yuan Guifang was about to help Zhou Dajun, but was stopped by Zhou Dajun: "Mom, don't help me! I can walk by myself!"
Afterwards, Zhou Dajun took a few more steps and gradually found the feeling, and his walking posture was no longer awkward.