The medicine was fed because Yang Huazhong had no strength to serve the bowl by himself. Even if he sat up, he had to work together with his mother and daughter.

Sun supported her from behind and asked Yang Huazhong to lean on her shoulder. Yang Ruoqing came to feed the medicine.

During this period, Yang Huazhong's eyes were slightly open, and his eyebrows were tightly twisted together, and they all became a lump.

His face was sallow and yellow, just like the straw paper that burned incense, his mouth turned white, and big cold sweats appeared on his forehead.

Yang Ruoqing knew that my father was not just a cold, but also stomach cramps and stomach colic, which was extremely uncomfortable.

"Dad, take the medicine." Yang Ruoqing said softly, scooped a spoonful of medicine, took a sip and felt the temperature before sending it to her father.

The medicine was so bitter that she wanted to bite her tongue off.

Yang Huazhong opened his mouth and took several sips with difficulty. After a few sips, he had to breathe heavily.

After finally feeding a bowl of medicine, Yang Huazhong was sweating all over his head, Yang Ruoqing and Sun were also sweating all over his head.

"It will get better after taking the medicine. Dad Qing'er, I will help you lie down and sleep for a while." Sun said.

Yang Huazhong nodded and lay down.

Yang Ruoqing turned around and sent the bowl to the kitchen. When she came back, she stepped into the door and followed her before she could follow her in. She saw Yang Huazhong, who was originally lying on the bed, suddenly straightened up and leaned to the edge of the bed and vomited violently...

"Dad Qing'er!"

Sun cried and rushed over, watching Yang Huazhong vomit the bowl of medicine he had drunk before, Sun was so panicked that he was helpless and didn't know what to do.

I didn't even know that I took a veil to wipe the corners of Yang Huazhong's mouth.

Yang Ruoqing was smart and rushed over quickly, first took a clean veil, then gently stroked Yang Huazhong's back...

Yang Huazhong finally calmed down, gasped and raised his head, and the clothes on his chest were wet.

"Dad, don't panic, it's okay..."

Yang Ruoqing comforted her voice like an adult coaxing her child. While wiping Yang Huazhong's mouth and chin, she instructed Sun: "Mom, go and make a basin of hot water, and then find a clean top for my father to change it."

After receiving the order, Sun came to his senses and hurried to execute the instructions.

The mother and mother changed Yang Huazhong's clothes, wiped their hands and faces clean, fed Yang Huazhong a sip of hot water, and helped Yang Huazhong lie down again.

Yang Huazhong seemed to sleep but not sleep, and his breathing was a little disordered.

Yang Ruoqing brought the ash to clean up the dirt in front of the bed. Sun sat sideways beside the bed, looking at Yang Huazhong, tears falling down.

"I finally got the medicine and vomited all of them. The medicine was in vain and the disease was rarely cured. But what should I do?" Sun was so worried that he didn't know what to do, and his eyes were swollen.

While cleaning up the dirt on the ground, Yang Ruoqing told Sun: "Those medicines were stored in my father's belly for a while, and they would not be completely emitting. There were medicines inside. As long as there were medicines, they would be effective."

"I am sick, but I am sick like a mountain of falling down, and I am so tired that I can't be anxious. I have to take care of it slowly. Mom, don't worry too much."

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Sun nodded slightly.

But the stone in my heart can never be put down.

Yang Ruoqing didn't expect Sun to let go completely. She looked at Yang Huazhong who was sleeping on the bed and whispered to Sun's pressure: "Mom, come out with me."

Sun was stunned for a moment, and then came to the door of the house with Yang Ruoqing.

It was still midnight, and the outside was dark and dark.

Yang Ruoqing pulled Sun aside and whispered: "Mom, I want to tell you two things, you have to hear it in your heart."

"Which two?" Sun asked tremblingly, afraid it was related to Yang Huazhong's condition.

Yang Ruoqing said: "The first thing is that you should not always cry in front of my father and say some worrying words. This will be very bad for the patient's mood and will increase my father's psychological burden and will not be good for recuperation. Do you understand?"

Sun was stunned for a moment and nodded repeatedly: "I was wrong. I was too anxious, so anxious. Qing'er, don't worry, I remember, I won't say that anymore."

"What about the second one? What is it?" Sun asked again.

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand and held Sun's hand.

"The second thing is that my father is now sick and needs human care."

"Mom needs to take care of herself at this time, otherwise, she will cry for a while like you, and she will never stop crying. By then, my father's illness has not been completely cured, and you will fall ill again, so this will not be cured." Yang Ruoqing said earnestly.

"Don't worry, Qing'er, mom is fine, mom is strong!" said Sun.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said, "Mom, you have to listen to me. I'll go to bed for a while after hot water later. I'll see my dad tonight..."

"This is not possible!" Sun refused Yang Ruoqing's proposal without thinking.

"I'll come and take a rest at night. The baby still needs you!" Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "Mom, my mother-in-law is with my baby, so I don't have to worry about it, let alone the baby is now a nine-year-old child, not as young as Feng'er."

"Let me stay this night, my mother goes to bed, and when my mother wakes up tomorrow and her energy recovers, I will change to me, and that's what it's decided!"

Sun had no choice but to follow Yang Ruoqing's arrangement and went to the next room to sleep.

Yang Ruoqing went back to Yang Huazhong's house and stood beside the bed with her clothes. At night, when Yang Huazhong had any slight disturbances, she woke up immediately.

He served tea and water and served carefully. In the middle of the night, Yang Huazhong was a little fussy and vomited several times in an hour.

In the second half of the night, I got a little better and fell asleep.

Seeing that Yang Huazhong was asleep and his breathing gradually became longer, Yang Ruoqing breathed a little relieved.

As long as my father can fall asleep, many diseases need to be recovered with the help of sleep.

When it was dawn, Sun came over. As soon as he pushed the door open, Yang Ruoqing was awakened.

"Qing'er, how did your father do last night? Did you vomit?" Sun looked at Yang Huazhong who was sleeping on the bed and asked in a low voice.

Yang Ruoqing said: "It's okay, mom, don't worry."

Sun looked at Yang Ruoqing's blood-stained eyes and said, "It's dawn, I'll take care of your father. Come back to the house and sleep again."

Yang Ruoqing said: "No hurry."

The mother and daughter accompanied Yang Huazhong together, and soon Xiaoduo also came over.

"Mom, sister, the porridge is ready, my dad..."

"Dad finally fell asleep. Let him sleep for a while first. When he wakes up, ask him if he wants to eat." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Uncle Fu said that you should try not to give him food at this time. Eating food will add burden to your stomach. You can drink some sugar water and replenish your energy."

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, Xiaoduo nodded repeatedly, "I'll see here. Mom and sister go and have some porridge first."

Yang Ruoqing and Sun both ate porridge, and then left Sun to take care of Yang Huazhong, while Yang Ruoqing went home to take care of her sleep.

Before leaving, she told Xiaoduo to take Feng'er to school to play during the day and come back with Luo Baobao when school is over in the evening.

Some people at home are sick and are afraid that they will give Feng'er anger after they are sick. Secondly, they can't take them to take care of them, so it's better to take them to the school.
Chapter completed!