Chapter 147 - Chapter 147: Chapter 143: Stroke Part 1 (1/2)

Chapter 147: Chapter 143: Stroke Part 1

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Chen Sanyou was carried to Old man Jiang’s house and placed on a bamboo bed.

Noticing that Chen Sanyou’s mouth and eyes were somewhat skewed, Yingbao brought out the silver needles given by Lady Wen and used them to perform acupuncture on Chen Sanyou.

The needles slowly penetrated into acupoints like the Earth Storehouse, Cheek Car, Dumb Door, Joint Valley, Communication Inside, Modest Spring, Bearing Jelly, and Wind Pool.

After the acupuncture, she performed bloodletting by inserting the needles, then used a pry to open his mouth to feed him half a bowl of soup mixed with Wudingzhi herb.

Lady Wen also took Chen Sanyou’s pulse and confirmed Yingbao’s diagnosis.

However, she had no medicinal materials at hand and could only count on her apprentice, Yingbao, for his treatment.

Yingbao continued the treatment on Chen Sanyou, including acupuncture and bloodletting. After the series of treatments, his face gradually relaxed, and he soon fell asleep.

Upon seeing his father’s condition stabilized, Chen Yin finally felt relieved, and he talked to Jiang Sanlang about the bandits.

“Those bandits are ruthless. They kill anyone they see, even the elderly and children are not spared.”

Chen Yin wiped his eyes with his sleeve and dejectedly said, “They even went into the mountains to search. Seeing the unfavorable situation, I took my family and ran to the mountains, losing much of our food along the way.”

Jiang Sanlang was curious, “How did you end up in Jiang Village?”

Chen Yin said with a bitter face, “My uncle said we should seek refuge in a remote village. We thought of Jiang Village as you were originally from here, and we might even run into you. So we came this way.”

“Where is Chief Chen?” Jiang Sanlang asked.

Chen Yin replied, “My uncle’s family separated from us while fleeing. We lost contact with them.”

There were no roads in the mountains, and with the bandits chasing after them, their group of dozens of people was in a total panic, running in every direction they could.

“On the way, dad suddenly fainted and we were all terrified. We traveled all night and didn’t expect to actually run into you all, boo hoo…”

Thinking of the panic from last night, and the ecstatic joy of seeing Dalu and Yingbao this morning, Chen Yin couldn’t help but tear up.

Jiang Sanlang patted his shoulder in silent consolation.

Seeing that the Chen family had not eaten, old man Jiang had his daughter-in-law cook them a large pot of rice porridge using their rice.

Chen Sanyou’s family, including the old and the young, was a group of more than ten people. Although they had brought some food with them, it wasn’t much. This left old man Jiang scratching his head.

They were all fellow villagers fleeing from disaster, friendly acquaintances who got along well. It would seem inappropriate to just ignore them. But if he were to help, his own limited food supplies would run out.

Due to the current unrest caused by bandits, even if they had money, they couldn’t buy any food, and they didn’t even know when this turmoil would end.

Sigh, they would just have to take it one step at a time. From now on, everyone would have to survive on porridge, hoping it could sustain them a little longer.

Not just old man Jiang, even Old man Jiang was torn. So many people have come and they simply couldn’t afford to host them all.

After having a bowl of porridge, Chen Yin recuperated slightly and also realized this problem. So he presented five taels of silver to Jiang Sanlang.

“Sanlang, I want to set up a couple of straw huts first. We will reside in those huts. I know it’s been tight for all of you, so I don’t want to impose on you.”

Jiang Sanlang nodded, took the silver, and handed it to Jiang Jiu who was next to him: “Big cousin, please take care of this. Use this silver to hire villagers to build two huts for Uncle Chen’s family.”

Jiang Jiu didn’t refuse but took the silver and went to find people to help.

Since the family was willing to pay for the construction of their own huts, it was more than good news.