Zhang Xiyue nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and left the room with the prescription. Zhang Xiyue knew that Fang Le was a top student in the medical school. If he hadn't gotten sick, he would have been a doctor in the provincial hospital.
Fang Lezhang actually wanted to ask the girl what her name was, but after thinking about it, he decided not to ask.
Although I haven't figured out the situation yet, this girl must be his wife in this body, and it seems that he did it just for fun.
What a fucking operation!
His physical condition was very poor. Fang Yuezhang was just lying on the bed, not even having the strength to get out of bed. Fortunately, he was still conscious and could speak and see.
There was no one in the room. Fang Yuezhang looked at the room again. The room was very shabby. There was a larger porcelain jar placed at the foot of the wall. Rainwater dripped from the roof and fell into the porcelain jar. This was what Fang Yuezhang had done last night.
I heard the sound of dripping water when I woke up.
Then Fang Yuezhang was attracted by a calendar painting on the wall.
On the top of the painting is the great leader, and below is the calendar. What first attracted Fang Yuezhang was the portrait of the leader, and then the calendar below.
1994, the year of Jiaxu!
1994?
Fang Yuezhang looked at the time displayed on the calendar and felt his head went blank for an instant.
The wallpaper, tables, chairs, etc. in the entire room are very shabby, but this calendar painting looks relatively new. Judging from the newness of the calendar painting, it must not be too old.
Even if this calendar painting is from a few years ago, as long as it is no more than sixty years old, it doesn't mean much to the other party's music.
If this was really 1994, then I would have spanned more than sixty years of time and space.
Even though Fang Yuezhang had vague speculations before and was mentally prepared, when it was actually confirmed, he was still a little afraid to accept it.
"The person who bullies the weak is like a cat chasing a mouse..."
Just as Fang Yuezhang was thinking about it, there was another Qin opera sound outside. This time, Fang Yuezhang heard it more realistically. The sound should have come from the radio, and occasionally it had a bit of a tingling sound.
Then Fang Yuezhang heard the voice of the girl who just left the room.
"Sister-in-law, Fang Le is still sick. Can you turn off the radio? Fang Le needs a good rest."
"I can't listen to the show in broad daylight?"
Then a loud voice sounded: "As for that consumptive ghost, it doesn't matter if you sleep a little longer or a little later. If you die early, you will be reborn early, and you will save others harm."
"Fang Le doesn't let you take care of it, and your family doesn't pay a cent for his medical expenses and living expenses."
"That's why you're stupid!"
"Tell me, you are such a big and pretty girl. You can't find any kind of man. If you have to find a consumptive man, you won't be afraid of infecting yourself."
"I want you to take care of it!"
The girl who looked weak in front of Fang Yuezhang did not expect that she was not weak at all at this moment. Her voice was a bit decisive: "If you don't turn off the radio, believe it or not, I will smash your radio for you."
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"Tch, I think you can be arrogant for a few days, then you can be a widow and cry."
Another voice cursed, but the Qinqiang opera stopped.
Zhang Xiyue stared at the opposite room with red eyes for several minutes, then turned around and took the prescription given by Fang Yuezhang and went out.
Fangjiaping is a small village, with only seventy or eighty households.
These days, the gap between rich and poor is not too big for most people, especially in rural areas. Except for a few families, the situation of most families is not very different. There are no rich villages or poor villages, and there are no villages in the surrounding ten miles and eight villages.
The situation in the villages is similar. To talk about poverty, the entire Yushan Town and even the entire Suyang County are poor.
It was still raining at this time, so Zhang Xiyue took out a piece of broken plastic and went out. The plastic could only protect her head, and walked towards the village head step by step. There was mud under her feet, and she might slip if she wasn't careful.
It has been raining for several days.
September has just entered, and this season is also the plum rainy season in Guanzhong.
Autumn planting is around October. When planting wheat, it rains for a while. Although walking is a little troublesome, there may be a good harvest next year.
Fang Lezhang lay on the bed, listening to the silence outside, and then looked in the room again to see if he could find any more useful clues.
Fang Yuezhang has no memory of anything about this body. He doesn't remember his own name, nor does he know the name of the girl just now, let alone the name of the woman who played Qin opera.
I heard that the girl kept calling him Fang Le. Could it be that the owner of this body is called Fang Le?
"Ahem!"
Fang Yuezhang coughed again, and felt a little warm again, as if he had a fever again. His head felt dizzy, and he fell asleep again after a while.
When Fang Lezhang opened his eyes again, in addition to the original girl, there was an old man in his sixties beside the kang.
"Fang Le, Uncle Qi is here."
Seeing Fang Yuezhang open his eyes, Zhang Xiyue hurriedly said to Fang Yuezhang.
"Uncle Qi!"
Fang Lezhang shouted weakly and struggled to get up.
"Don't move, just lie there."
Qi Yuanshan stopped him, and Fang Yuezhang noticed that the old man was feeling his pulse.
"Wrong, wrong!"
After feeling for his pulse for a while, Qi Yuanshan sighed and said: "Last time I saw you, your face was like a peach and plum, and you were as beautiful as a painted pill. I mistakenly thought it was a sign of tuberculosis, but I didn't expect that it was already a sign of Dai Yang crisis.
The first thing I should do is to save the yang and fix it, but I took Qinggu Powder instead. As a result, Hulian, Gupi, Zhiqin, bitter cold, destroyed the stomach yang..."
"Fortunately, your health is better than I thought, otherwise I would have made a big mistake and there would be no way to save yourself."
Fang Yuezhang was in low spirits and didn't say anything. He said to himself, you have made a big mistake. If you hadn't arrived here inexplicably, your body might have been completely cold.
Fang Lezhang's own level is not low, and the body is his own now. He can feel that this body is very sick. After all, the previous one was already dead. His time travel should have had some impact and made the condition reverse.
Otherwise, the disease would no longer need to be treated.
"Xiao Le, was it you who prescribed the prescription Xi Yue just took?"
Qi Yuanshan asked.
"Um."
Fang Yuezhang responded weakly, and at the same time he also knew the girl's name, Xiyue, but he didn't know her surname.
According to the girl, the two of them are already married. If he can't go back, then this girl will be his legitimate wife. She is still a little young, she looks about twenty years old.
At this age, he should still be in college in later generations.
While Fang Yuezhang was thinking, his consciousness became a little blurry again, and then he lost consciousness again.
When Fang Lezhang woke up again, the old man beside the kang had disappeared. Xiyue was still lying on the kang, sleeping soundly.
"you're awake!"
Sensing the movement, Zhang Xiyue quickly opened her eyes and saw Fang Lezhang's face full of surprise, with tears in her eyes.
"Fang Le!"
Zhang Xiyue's voice was a little more choked up: "I'm really afraid that you won't wake up. You slept for a full day and night this time. Uncle Qi said that if you still can't wake up, you might..."
As she spoke, Zhang Xiyue had tears streaming down her cheeks.
In this era, a girl of the same age as Hua Yue married a consumptive man despite her family's objections. What Zhang Xiyue endured was far beyond what Fang Yuezhang could have imagined.