novelaction Chapter 535 Only One Breath Left
Chapter 535 Only One Breath Left
The Zhou family members all came to comfort him, "Fortunately it was just a false alarm, it's good that everything is fine."
By the time Wu Jiang drove the carriage to fetch the doctor from town in a hurry, everyone in the room was already talking and laughing.
Now that the doctor is here, we still have to see him.
The result was just as the old man said, and no medicine was even prescribed.
Only then did the family finally feel relieved.
More than 40 people have been busy growing small flower mushrooms for the past half month, and now all the dead wood that was cut down some time ago has been used.
In addition to taking care of these fungi every day, Wu Jiang and others also have to go into the mountains to chop wood, but this amount of wood is simply not enough.
Zhou Guo calculated that if this wave of mushrooms could grow, he might be able to harvest them in the early spring of next year.
After the spring harvest, it is time to plant another crop, so that we can plant again in autumn.
With two crops a year, the yield will be considerable.
After making sure it was a false alarm, she returned to the shed.
Every day I take time out to hang out at the two bases and Feizhuang in the mountains, and then go back to the shed.
Whenever Wu Jiang was in doubt, he would come to her. After all, it was his first time planting and he was completely in the dark. He knew nothing and didn't know what to do when he encountered a problem.
Zhou Guo patiently solved the problems one by one. It was good enough as long as she could encounter a problem. She was afraid that no one would come to ask her, which would be a big problem.
Before the first heavy snow of this winter came, the villagers received very bad news.
Now that civil unrest continues, the Hu people are taking advantage of the opportunity to launch a large-scale attack to the south.
The government office posted a notice asking everyone to stay at home for the time being and not go out for no reason.
The Zhou family members were in a heavier mood than anyone else, for no other reason than that Zhou Dacang was still in the army.
I haven't been back for a few years, and I don't know how he is doing, or whether he has any missing limbs.
Food doesn’t enjoy its taste anymore and I can’t sleep well.
Zhou Guo was busy growing her mushroom strains in the shed, but as she was growing, she inevitably lost interest in the subject.
On this day, she was busy in the shed. The fungus strain had reached the final step and could be planted in the field as long as the cultivation was successful.
Suddenly Zhou Su ran in in a panic, out of breath, with tears on her face.
She was startled, "What's wrong? What happened?"
Zhou Su pointed outside and took a long breath before speaking in a sobbing voice, "Uncle... is back. He's... almost dying. Sister, please go back and take a look."
Zhou Guo’s eyes went dark in an instant, his legs went weak, and he almost fell to the ground.
He said sternly, "What did you say? Where is it?"
Without waiting for his answer, she grabbed his clothes and threw them on his back, then ran towards home.
I felt like a huge rock was pressing down on my heart and I couldn't breathe.
How could that be? Although my uncle's martial arts skills are not that great, fighting in the army is not a one-man job. There are thousands of soldiers and horses. Although his martial arts skills cannot allow him to move around in the army, no one can hurt him easily. Even if he loses some limbs, he will not lose his life, right?
The Zhou family was already filled with crying, and the villagers gathered around when they heard the noise.
Seeing Zhou Guo coming back, they all made way for her.
There were sighs, sympathy and worry in the eyes that looked over at me.
"Guoguo girl, go and persuade your mother to let her go. Your uncle is holding on to his last breath, probably just to come back and see you."
Zhou Guo almost couldn't breathe. He rushed into the room like a madman, pushed aside the people gathered on the kang, and saw Zhou Dacang lying unconscious on the kang.
The whole person looked like he had been tortured. He was thin and dark. I don’t know if he was about to die. It seemed that there was a purple tint to his skin color.
His beard was untidy and he hadn't shaved for who knows how many days. White gauze was wrapped from his back shoulders to his chest, and there were faint traces of blood.
He quickly turned around to look for someone.
When they looked for them, they saw Lao Zheng, who was looking at them with an apologetic look on his face.
Lao Zheng came over and patted her on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, there is still hope."
"Ah?" Zhou Guo was stunned for a long time before he looked at Li and Zhou Xing who were crying their hearts out in surprise, "Why are they crying when there are still people to save them?"
Old Zheng sighed.
He said to an old man with a white beard that reached his chest, "Don't worry, this is the best doctor in our barracks. With him here, your uncle can live at least another seven or eight days."
"What do you mean?" Zhou Guo's mind was confused. He thought hard about every word he said for a long time, but he still didn't understand what he meant.
Old Zheng said sadly, "Your uncle was hit by a fatal arrow in the chest. He was just a little bit away from death. This was not the most fatal thing. The most fatal thing was that the arrow was poisoned. If your uncle was not in good health and had a military doctor, he would have died long ago. When he was conscious, he said he wanted to go home, so we brought him back."
He paused and continued, "The doctor said that he is still missing the most crucial medicine to save him. However, we have asked many people about this medicine, but none of them have ever seen it. Even the military doctor himself only had the good fortune to encounter it when he was young. It has been missing for so many years. If we want to find this medicine, it will probably take seven or eight days..."
Everyone understands what is left unsaid.
Zhou Guo frowned and thought for a long time before he figured out what he meant.
The old man strode in from outside and said in a deep voice, "There is a century-old ginseng at home. I wonder if it can be used?"
Zhou Guo's eyes lit up, and he turned to the military doctor and said, "Yes, doctor, I wonder if the century-old ginseng is useful?"
The doctor was a little excited. "We can give it a try. We have visited many medicine shops along the way, but we couldn't find a single 100-year-old ginseng. If the ginseng is really over 100 years old, it can at least extend the life by one month."
Old Zheng clapped his hands and said, "I thought this kid wanted to go home to see you guys, but it turns out there is such a treasure at home!"
Li had already wiped away her tears. She immediately walked towards her room and said, "I'll get it."
It happened so suddenly that they didn't even remember having this thing at home.
Zhou Guo felt a little relieved, looked at the military doctor, and said, "Doctor, what does that medicine look like? Can you show it to me?"
Lao Zheng said: "No need to look for him, I have it here."
He took out a thick stack of paper from his arms, and all of it was filled with this.
Old man, Zhou Gu and others took the opportunity to ask for one each, but they didn't recognize anyone and had never seen anyone before.
Zhou Guo took it and looked at it, his brows furrowed. He looked left and right and felt that it was somewhat familiar, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen it.
I could only ask the doctor, after all, he was the only one who had seen this thing, "Doctor, what color is this flower?"
The doctor said, "It looks like dark blue."
"Daiqing, Daiqing..." Zhou Guo muttered to himself as he looked at the plants on the paper.
The people around didn't dare to breathe.
At this time, Daiqing is blue, blue blue...