Father, we can't let Yongxian be treated like this any longer. Over these past few days, for the sake of curing his illness, I don't know how many rabbits we've exhausted to feed him! This isn't good!"

In the ward, Yang Huazhong looked worriedly at Yang Yongxian squatting in front of Rabbit Long feeding it. He lowered his voice and spoke to Lao Yangtou beside him.

Old Yang held a tobacco pipe in his hand, smiling kindly at Yang Yongxian. His eyes were full of love.

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Yang Huazhong's words undoubtedly spoiled the atmosphere.

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The old man gave Yang Huazhong a disapproving look and said, “Yongxian’s condition has improved these days. Yesterday, he even called me grandpa. When I asked him if he was hungry or thirsty, he happily answered. He also stopped wetting himself randomly. This is good news!”

Yang Huazhong nodded: "That's right, Yongxian's condition has indeed recovered some, and he has also started to recognize us. But the problem is, during this period of time in order to treat his illness, your father went to Waishi and bought almost ten rabbits, right?"

“White, black, and gray, those rabbits were all living beings! He just fed them to death, one by one. That's a sin!” the man said.

>Old Yang's white eyebrows furrowed together, "It's just a litter of rabbits, what's the big deal? Rabbits are born to be eaten, just like we eat pork and fish. It's not as serious as you say."

Besides, as long as you can cure Yongxian's illness, a whole litter of rabbits is nothing. Don't make such a fuss!

Yang Huazhong still wanted to say something, but Old Yang had impatiently waved his hand and stood up to walk towards the door.

Now Yang Yongxian's condition is stable. He can feed the rabbits for an hour or two every day, which gives Lao Yang a chance to go for a stroll down the main street and chat with the old men selling vegetables at the market.

But today, the old man had just stepped out of his house when he saw Yang Huaming and Yang Yongqing coming towards him. They were all in a hurry, looking flustered.

Right now, Lao Yang's least favorite person to see is Yang Huaming. Even if he came to the medical clinic to visit Yang Yongxian, the old man would definitely not want to see him.

However, Yang Huaming took the initiative to speak up: "Father, there's another incident at home!"

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Old Yang's steps faltered, and he looked up at Yang Huaming.

"What's up?" the old man asked.

Yang Huaming choked with grief and said: "Fei Fei, that damn dog, bit Fu'er. Fu'er has a high fever now. Fu Bo and his son are helpless. Last night, we rushed Fu'er to the town clinic, but they wouldn't take him. We had no choice but to bring him to the county clinic!"

Upon hearing this, Old Yang's head buzzed.

He deliberately chose not to pay attention to the child, Fu'er.

Because this child is the second son born to Yang Hualin and Qian.

The Qian family was a disgrace. Just the mention of their name made Old Yang's head spin with disgust and contempt. So, for the past ten years, although Fu’er had been registered in Old Yang's household, she lived with Jin instead. Old Yang never bothered Fu’er, and Fu’er never called him "grandfather."

As for this grandson, Old Yang didn't have much affection for him. But at this moment, hearing that the child had been bitten by a dog, he was after all flesh and blood. The old man couldn't help but take a step forward and ask: "Where is Fuer now?"

Yang Huaming said, "He is diagnosing in the little house next to the medical hall in the front courtyard."

Old Yang and Yang Huazhong both rushed to the front courtyard clinic hall upon hearing the news.

As soon as I entered, I saw a crowd of people gathered at the entrance to the diagnosis room. Most of them were other patients who had come to see a doctor and collect medicine. Everyone was pointing at the diagnosis room and whispering among themselves.

But in the diagnosis room, what came out was not Fu'er's cry, but a series of dog barks.

Woof!

Woof woof!

Old Yang was surprised and sternly scolded Yang Huaming and Yang Yongqing: "What are you bringing Feifei for? Isn't it to treat Fu'er's injury?"

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Yang Huaming looked dejected.

Yang Yongqing replied, "Feifei didn't come. Si Shu threw Feifei into the pond at the village entrance and she drowned. That's Foler calling!"

“What?” Old Yang almost dropped the pipe in his hand, thinking he had misheard.

"You said that Folu's name is...? How did Folu learn to bark like a dog?" The old man was shocked and asked in a trembling voice.

Yang Yongqing spread his hands and said, “Grandfather, don’t ask me, I don’t know either. Uncle Fu said that Fu’er’s illness was caused by a dog, it’s called rabies.”

Rabies? Learn to bark like a dog?

Won't you then eat people's food anymore and go live in a latrine, eating whatever is there?

Lao Yang's head was completely dumbfounded.

After a while, the doctor was finally able to come out.

The doctor is the most experienced pediatrician in the clinic. He was hired by the clinic's manager at a high salary from Chang Huai Prefecture, and he is one of the clinic's main attractions.

The doctor's diagnosis for the elderly patient was: there is currently no cure for this illness!

"Doctor, this child is only ten years old. His parents are already gone. He has such a hard life. We can't just give up on him like this. Please, Doctor, at least try to treat him. Even if there's no hope, we need to feel good about ourselves for trying. Giving up treatment feels wrong... it just doesn't sit right with us..."

Old Yang grabbed the doctor's hand, his voice choked with sobs as he begged tearfully.

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Yang Huazhong and Yang Huaming also wore expressions of grief.

The doctor sighed and then took up his pen to write a prescription, which he handed to Yang Huaming to pick up the medicine.

"Let's try this as a last resort, maybe it will work miracles, but don't get your hopes up too high, or you'll be disappointed."

To facilitate care and because the medical clinic's beds were in short supply, Fu'er was also arranged to stay in Yang Yongxian's ward.

Two beds, one with Yang Yongxian lying on it, and the other with Fu'er.

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Several of Lao Yang's men stood by the bed, watching Fu'er's crazed appearance, each with a worried frown.

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Yang Huazhong, after hearing the full story from Yang Huaming, couldn't help but tremble with fear.

"This dog is too vicious, it probably had a problem a long time ago. If it had been dealt with earlier, we wouldn't have this kind of trouble!" he said.

Old Yang glared at Yang Huaming and said angrily, “A few years ago when this dog bit Fu'er and Xiao Hei, I wanted to kill it. Lao Si protected it, saying that the dog was He Yaya’s lifeline. Well, now he's taken Fu'er’s life! Fu'er is not even as good as a dog!”

Yang Huaming wept bitterly, sniffling with remorse: "It's all my fault, a thousand mistakes, ten thousand mistakes are all mine. If I could give my life to take back what happened, I would rather be the one bitten."

"If something were to happen to Fuo'er, I wouldn't be able to face my second brother in the afterlife! Oh, woe is me..."

Old Yang sighed deeply: “I am the most unfortunate person. I thought that with so many sons and grandsons, my family would be prosperous, with a house full of children and grandchildren, and I could enjoy my old age.”

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"I never expected that in the end, I would be sending off people younger than me. First my son, then my great-grandson, then my grandson again! And Yongxian is like this too. My life is truly unbearable, how come there are so many things happening!"