Rebirth 1983: The counterattack started from hunting in the mountains

Chapter 212 The illness can no longer be concealed

Yu Fengjiao, who was far away in Kyoto, sat quietly at her desk and silently hung up Zhang Anxin's phone.

There was a fireplace in the room, the charcoal fire was plenty and it was warm, but she still felt a little cold.

In the small bamboo basket beside his legs, there was a ball of leftover white wool, lying there quietly.

Looking at her fingers covered with tape, she felt that all the hard work she had put in knitting these days was a joke.

At the same time, there were more than one person who felt pain in their fingers.

In a canyon full of icicles, Zhang Yaoyang, dressed lightly, was playing a guitar.

He bought it when he was strolling on the streets of Hong Kong and Shenzhen and passed by a musical instrument store. He also spent two hours seeking advice from the store owner.

He can play the accordion, but to be honest, this is the first time he has played the guitar in his two lifetimes.

He had the music score in his mind and had no idea what to do. He relied entirely on his powerful memory to find the correct syllables and play the song "Moonlit Night" with great depth.

The moon is quite big tonight, but unfortunately today’s photography equipment is very poor, and all I can capture is a whitish moon with too poor pixels.

He played for a long, long time, so long that the skin on his fingers was rubbed off and his blood was sticky on the strings.

I didn't want to waste the money, so I stopped this self-destructive behavior.

When I got home, it was already six in the morning.

In the entire Zhang family, only Chen Ergou, who got up early to make firecrackers, discovered that he had not returned home all night.

"Yaoyang, what happened? Your face is so pale?"

"It's so cold outside, why are you running out tonight instead of sleeping?"

Zhang Yaoyang did not respond to this, but said to him: "After sending Li Daqing from the city away, I may have to go to Haicheng. I'll have to trouble you at home."

"Ah? Why are you going to Haicheng? It's too far away!"

Compared to the city of Hong Kong and Shenzhen, Haicheng is infinitely farther away.

Many places are still covered with ice and snow right now. It is very dangerous to go out.

Zhang Yaoyang didn't explain too much, he just felt that Chen Ergou would probably be inseparable from Zhaojia Village in his life.

Married men are still a little different after all.

In fact, he found it quite boring to travel alone, and it would be much easier if Chen Ergou was with him.

He has always wanted to help this childhood friend catch up with him.

But now it seems a little unrealistic.

Women and children have occupied a large part of his energy. Now he looks like a long-term opium smoker, with a very dark blue color under his eyelids.

"Ergou, don't worry about my affairs. Go back and take care of the child. I heard her crying."

The child cried several times a night, which was very annoying.

Fortunately, her crying was very delicate, very soft, but not too loud.

Chen Ergou tested the temperature of the bottle and sighed, "Don't fight it alone. No matter what, we are good friends. I'm always here, ready to help you whenever you need me."

"Don't worry, you'll have something to do after this. Now, get out of here! You're being nagging like a woman."

"Humph! We are men and fathers, understand?"

Seeing that Zhang Yaoyang had recovered some vitality, Chen Ergou secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around and left with peace of mind.

Although he is a rough guy and doesn't understand many things, it doesn't mean that he can't see that Zhang Yaoyang has changed a lot since the Chinese New Year.

The person who used to be like an energetic light bulb, shining all the time, suddenly turned into a candle.

There is also an illusion that it will go out at any time.

Although Zhang Yaoyang always smiles when he meets people, after so many years of getting along with them, there is nothing that he can't see clearly.

This smile does not reach the heart and is too perfunctory.

Tsk tsk tsk...it's all women's fault.

Fortunately, he didn't have to go through all this, otherwise, he would have been tortured like a dog because he was so stupid and not as smart as Zhang Yaoyang.

Chen Ergou, feeling extremely fortunate, returned to the house with the bottle of milk. Lihua had already gotten up and picked up the hungry little girl.

He couldn't help but blame her: "It's still early, why are you getting up instead of going to sleep?"

"Don't worry about taking care of the baby. I'll take care of it. Hurry up, go back home and take a nap."

Chen Ergou didn't turn on the headlights, he just lit a small oil lamp.

Therefore, he did not notice that Lihua's face looked very ugly, and she was even slightly sweaty.

This was the first time that the pain had a severe attack, and it was very difficult for her to endure.

Not wanting Chen Ergou to notice anything unusual, he made an excuse.

"My mouth is a little dry. I'm going to go drink some water. Just take care of the kids and don't worry about me."

Lihua groped her way to the lobby on the first floor, and finally, unable to bear it any longer, she collapsed on the sofa, curled up into a ball, covering the painful area.

There was a "pop" sound.

The lights came on and were a little dazzling.

Lihua was in a daze and saw Zhang Yaoyang walking towards her.

"You are so sick, yet you still try to be strong? Oh..."

"Wait, I'll get you some medicine."

Zhang Yaoyang gave him painkillers.

This medicine was prescribed when the condition was first confirmed.

At that time, the disease was not serious, only mild.

Although I took Chinese medicine for half a year, the disease still progressed rapidly and I couldn't stop it at all.

The painkiller was indeed magical. After taking just one tablet, the pain was suppressed in less than two minutes.

Lihua felt like she was alive again and was extremely grateful to Zhang Yaoyang.

At the same time, I also began to doubt the fact that I always went to the hospital for check-ups.

"Brother Yaoyang, just tell me directly, is this a terminal disease? Ever since I went to the county for a checkup last time, I found that my Ergou has been different to me."

How should I put it? I was just too good to her, too good to be true. It always felt a little unreal.

Compared with this cautious approach, he felt more like he had a terminal illness.

Thinking of this, I felt a little desperate and my eyes suddenly became red.

"Don't overthink it. You just have mild hepatitis. Just take medicine on time and it will get better naturally. Trust me, you will be fine."

"I'll give you this medicine. When the pain gets too severe, take another pill."

"Remember, if one pill doesn't work, take two. Don't take more at one time, otherwise you will become addicted to the medicine and it will be useless no matter how many you take in the future."

Lihua's hand holding the medicine was trembling a little, and she was unable to speak for a long time.

She didn't dare to ask further, wondering if there would come a day when this medicine would no longer work and she would no longer be able to endure...

There is no way he will survive. She hasn't given birth to a child yet. How will Ergou survive alone?

Zhang Yaoyang saw her depressed look and could only comfort her with his patience: "Don't make Ergou sad. He has been waiting for you. I hope you can make it. Really."

"I……"