After listening to Wang Mo's words, Zhong Yuemin thought about his own problem thoughtfully.
"Actually, you and I encountered the same problem. Do you still remember Tang Xueying from our educated youth spot?" Wang Mo
"Remember, I remember that my parents were very beautiful, and I knew there was something going on between you at that time." Zhong Yuemin said with a smirk.
"She likes me and has been pursuing me for several months, and she even took the initiative to throw herself into her arms, but I refused. It's not that I'm not tempted, I'm also a man, and I'm a hot-blooded man, but I'm also a man with a lot of passion.
A responsible man, Wanxi is still waiting for me in the army. I am happy here in northern Shaanxi. No matter where you say it, I feel sorry for you.
If one day Wanxi no longer wants to wait for me and breaks up with me, then I will not keep her, because that will prove that our fate is over.
Think about it, if Wanxi and Zhou Xiaobai were having an affair with other boys in the army, and we were suffering in northern Shaanxi, what would you think when you found out." Wang Mo
"So even if you have a crush on that girl, give each other some time to prove that you are not impulsive, and at the same time give you and Zhou Xiaobai an explanation." Wang Mo
After saying that, Wang Mo went to sleep, but Zhong Yuemin couldn't fall asleep. If Wang Mo hadn't been there today, he might have had an intimate relationship with Qin Ling.
Now after listening to Wang Mo's words, Zhong Yuemin doesn't know whether his feelings for Qin Ling are due to loneliness or because he really likes her.
At this time, Zhong Yuemin was already a little confused and couldn't make up his mind, but in the end Wang Mo was right. If he couldn't figure it out, it was better to give each other more time and let time prove who was right.
Wang Mo and the others didn't leave the next day. They walked dozens of miles. It was impossible for them to come and stay just for one night. If they didn't stay for a few days, they would be sorry for the distance they walked.
Zhong Yuemin and all the educated youths at the Educated Youth Point warmly welcomed Wang Mo and the others. In this unfamiliar place, other educated youths from Beijing came to see them, which made their sadness about leaving home a lot less.
The most important thing is that Zhong Yuemin and his friends have seven boys here and only three girls. If there are fewer girls, they will have less trouble.
And Wang Mo also met Jiang Biyun, who later married Zheng Tong.
Seeing that Wang Mo had a different attitude towards Jiang Biyun, Zheng Tong even said with a smirk: "Wang Mo, I'm afraid you didn't come to our place to take photos of my wife."
Wang Mo looked at his appearance at this time and said with a smile: "If I take a photo of you, don't regret it!"
"What do I regret? If you have the ability, you can take pictures of all the girls here. That's your ability." Zheng Tong
On the third day after Wang Mo came to Zhong Yuemin's place, Wang Mo and Zhang Jianjun had already decided to go back early tomorrow morning. At noon, Zhong Yuemin and the others made a stew to entertain them.
At this time, a villager suddenly ran over.
"My grandson suddenly became ill. You who are strong and healthy can help and send him to the brigade's medical station."
Zhong Yuemin saw that it was the uncle who usually taught him to sing northern Shaanxi folk songs, and his grandsons were often seen by educated youths. When they heard the news, these men didn't say anything, put on their shoes and went to the uncle's house.
Wang Mo and Zhang Jianjun also came together, and when they arrived at the uncle's house, everyone saw that the child on the kang was already holding his belly and not moving much.
Zhong Yuemin stepped forward to take a look and touched his head. He found that it was very hot and his face was pale and not bloodshot at all.
"You're already so sick, why didn't you tell me earlier?" Zhong Yuemin
"It was just diarrhea at first, and my family didn't take it seriously. Who would have thought it would be so serious." The old man said helplessly with a crying face.
When Zhong Yuemin saw his look, he knew that this was not the time to blame him.
Just as Zhong Yuemin was about to get up with the child in his arms, Zhang Jianjun said at this time: "Yuemin, let Wang Mo try it. You don't need a ready-made doctor. The doctors in the brigade may not be better than him!"
As if he had found a life-saving straw, Zhong Yuemin quickly turned around and pulled Wang Mo and said: "Wang Mo, you must save him. This child is very pitiful. He depends on his grandfather for life, and his parents are gone."
Wang Mo patted Zhong Yuemin and said, "Don't worry, I'll take a look first and then talk."
Wang Mo stepped forward to check. At this time, the child had lost consciousness. After Wang Mo checked, he was shocked. This was the most serious illness Wang Mo had ever encountered.
In fact, his illness was not that severe. It was just that it lasted too long. It was acute enteritis, vomiting and diarrhea, and was accompanied by fever. At this time, he already had symptoms of dehydration. If it continued, it would be life-threatening.
After Wang Mo checked, he said to Zhang Jianjun: "Hurry back and bring my bag."
Zhang Jianjun did not dare to delay after hearing this. He knew Wang Mo's character and would not be so serious about ordinary questions, which meant that the child's illness was already very serious.
Zhang Jianjun hurriedly ran outside and went back to get the bag Wang Mo carried when he came.
Wang Mo then said to Zhong Yuemin: "Don't send him to the brigade. His condition is already very serious. I don't think he can survive there. Just go find some noodle soup or rice soup, and some salt."
After hearing this, Zhong Yuemin didn't ask any more questions. Although he didn't know Wang Mo's level, he still believed in Wang Mo's character. Since he said that he would prepare things, it meant that he was sure to cure him.
Zhang Jianjun came back after a while. Wang Mo took out a silver needle and first pricked it on several acupuncture points of the child, which could cause his intestines and stomach to contract and stop diarrhea.
Then Wang Mo reached into his bag. In fact, he took out the montmorillonite powder from space, carried the others on his back, and poured it onto a piece of paper.
"Jianjun, come here and help me support him." Wang Mo shouted.
Zhang Jianjun supported the child while Wang Mo dissolved the medicine with a small amount of water and fed it to him bit by bit along his mouth.
At this time Zhong Yuemin also came back and found a large bowl of noodle soup, which was still steaming.
"Put down the noodle soup first and find me some gauze or other clean cloth." Wang Mo
Wang Mo sprinkled Yunnan Baiyao on the cloth again. This was the authentic Yunnan Baiyao that Song Wenxuan gave to Wang Mo. It was not comparable to that of later generations, and Song Wenxuan didn't give much to Wang Mo. It was to prevent him from having troubles in normal times.
An unexpected use.
Pour some water into it, mix the Yunnan Baiyao into a paste, stick it on the child's belly button, and tie it with a rope.
"How's it going, Wang Mo?" Seeing that Wang Mo was finished, Zhong Yuemin asked hurriedly.
"Everything that can be done has been done, and the only thing left is to observe. The first thing to solve is his diarrhea. Once this is solved, the rest is to take good care of him." Wang Mo
The other educated youths who came with him did not go back at this time. They all stayed at the patient's home, waiting for the next change in the child's condition.