CHAPTER 167: CHAPTER 167: I DON’T KNOW HOW

Yun Jiao came out and called out to Mr. Jiang, "Grandfather——"

Mr. Jiang was a bit surprised; Yun Jiao actually came out, he was somewhat in disbelief.

He led Yun Jiao into the main room.

Yun Jiao walked through the chaotic living room and entered Mrs. Zhou’s bedroom.

Mrs. Zhou lay on the bed, her face pallid, completely unconscious, her mouth and eyes twisted, one hand dangling from the side of the bed, still dripping blood.

As soon as Yun Jiao saw, she knew Mrs. Zhou had a stroke.

She sneered inwardly, knowing that people like Mrs. Zhou would sooner or later get their comeuppance — she just didn’t expect it to come so soon.

She pretended to be surprised and said, "Oh my, could this be a stroke?"

Mr. Jiang felt a bad premonition when he first saw Mrs. Zhou’s condition, and Yun Jiao’s words confirmed it, leaving his mind in a chaotic whirl.

Jiang Hua stood by in a daze, urgently asking, "What should we do? Is it serious?"

Yun Jiao shook her head, "It’s hard to say."

"This is a life-threatening illness."

"It all depends on luck. If fortunate, one can get through this, but going forward, I’m afraid..."

Yun Jiao didn’t finish, but Mr. Jiang and Jiang Hua understood.

An old man from the village had a stroke, paralyzed and unable to move.

Jiang Hua was stunned for a moment, then urgently said to Yun Jiao, "Your medical skills are so good, you must have a way, right? Aren’t you good at acupuncture? Quickly, give her a treatment."

Yun Jiao looked embarrassed, "Third Uncle, I only excel in treating external injuries."

"A stroke is an internal condition, I wouldn’t dare to randomly perform acupuncture."

She would save pigs and dogs but never Mrs. Zhou.

Suddenly she exaggerated, "Oh dear, the hand is still bleeding."

Saying this, she opened her medical box, took out her homemade disinfectant, disinfected Mrs. Zhou’s hand, sprinkled some hemostatic powder, and bandaged the hand.

After finishing, Yun Jiao swiftly packed her box, slung it over her shoulder, and was about to leave.

Jiang Hua stopped her, "Da Lang’s wife, are you just going to leave like this?"

"Aren’t you going to check her pulse? Prescribe something?"

Yun Jiao apologized, "Third Uncle, I just said, I’m not skilled in internal medicine, I wouldn’t dare act carelessly."

"You should quickly go to town to get a doctor to take a look, this illness can’t be delayed."

She paused, "I won’t charge for the consultation fee or the bandages used."

After saying that, Yun Jiao swiftly exited the room.

Jiang Hua tried to stop her but couldn’t.

After Yun Jiao left, he looked at Mr. Jiang, "Dad, do you think she really doesn’t know, or is pretending not to know?"

Mr. Jiang sat by the bed, after a while he sighed deeply, "Knowing or not, what can be done? She’s simply not going to treat her."

"You go to the town and get a doctor."

Jiang Hua reached out his hand, "Dad, give me the fare."

Just at that moment, Jiang Rong came in, standing quietly by the door, watching without a word.

Mr. Jiang didn’t have any money on him.

He got up, took a bunch of keys from Mrs. Zhou, using a brass one among them, he opened a brass lock on a chest.

As the chest opened, Jiang Rong moved closer inconspicuously.

The chest was full of clothes, Mr. Jiang extended his hand inside and rummaged at the bottom for a long time, finally pulling out a wooden box.

He was about to open the wooden box, looked at his two sons and a daughter-in-law in the room, "You all go out first."

Jiang Rong stared at the box for a long while before leaving.

Mr. Jiang opened the box, took out some silver, stuffed it into his pocket, then carefully replaced the box, and took half a string of copper coins from beneath the clothes, locking the chest afterward.