bayedsolid Chapter 944 Sending Clothes
Chapter 944 Sending Clothes
The room was dark. The old lady was lying on the kang. Although her cheeks were not sunken, her face was sallow.
The clothes on her body were quite clean, and it was obvious that Zhao Mingpu took good care of her.
The old lady had heard the voices in the yard a long time ago.
She was stunned for a moment when she saw a stranger coming in.
"Mom, does it hurt again? Can I rub it for you?"
Zhao Mingpu turned around, poured some water, wiped the old lady's body with a towel, and continued to massage her legs.
When Meng Wantang saw his technique, she knew that Zhao Mingpu had learned it from the old doctor.
I just didn't learn any real skills.
"If you don't mind, can I take the old lady's pulse?"
As soon as Meng Wantang opened her mouth, both the Zhao mother and son were stunned.
What does this mean?
Zhao Mingpu was a little confused.
He hesitated for a moment, but still asked the question in his mind.
"Can you still take your pulse?"
Zhao Mingpu said this but did not move.
He didn't believe Meng Wantang.
Meng Wantang could also understand Zhao Mingpu's thoughts.
She came to ask Zhao Mingpu to go back to work, but ended up asking him to take the pulse of someone else's mother. From Zhao Mingpu's perspective, it was outrageous.
It is only natural that people doubt her and question her.
"I forgot to tell you that making money is just my side job. My main job is being a doctor."
After introducing herself, Meng Wantang walked over and took the old lady's pulse.
After she took the pulse, she frowned and said, "The old lady can't walk. Is it because of the pain in her waist?"
"Yes, but the doctor said that my mother's problem is very serious and cannot be cured."
Although Zhao Mingpu was skeptical, he answered whatever Meng Wantang asked and was quite cooperative.
"The old lady's problem is somewhat serious. But she will be well in more than half a month. If she wants to stand up and walk again, she will also need some time to recover. Do you understand what I mean?" Meng Wantang talked for a long time and found that no one responded, so she had to ask Zhao Mingpu, but she saw Zhao Mingpu in a daze.
To be exact, I was shocked and couldn't come back to my senses.
Zhao Mingpu swallowed hard.
"Meng...Mr. Meng, you just said that my mother's illness can be cured?"
It's no wonder Zhao Mingpu made a fuss, because everyone had sentenced his mother to death. But one person said that there was nothing wrong with his mother's health and that she could be cured.
There was no way he wasn't shocked.
"Of course it can be cured."
Meng Wantang had seen too many family members of patients like Zhao Mingpu, so he patiently explained the old lady's illness to Zhao Mingpu in a way that Zhao Mingpu could understand, saying that although the old lady's illness was a little troublesome, it was not incurable, it just took some time.
"And you took good care of the old lady. If you hadn't taken such good care of her, it wouldn't have been so easy to treat her."
As Meng Wantang spoke, she reached out and pressed the old lady's waist.
"The old lady's physical condition is better than I thought. I didn't bring silver needles with me today, so I can't give her acupuncture. So I'll come back in the afternoon."
She did bring a medicine box with her when she came. If she took it out now, people would suspect that she had planned this in advance.
Anyway, the treatment will only be delayed for a few hours, so it won’t have any big impact if I come in the afternoon.
Meng Wantang was dumbfounded when she saw the mother and son.
She stood up and said goodbye good-temperedly.
"Then this matter is settled. I will go back now and come back in the afternoon?"
Meng Wantang had already walked to the door when Zhao Mingpu came to his senses and hurriedly chased after her.
"Boss Meng, Boss Meng, please slow down."
Zhao Mingpu sent the person to the door, feeling at a loss as to what to say.
"Go back, I'll come back this afternoon."
Meng Wantang left with her bodyguards.
Zhao Mingpu stood there, looking at the glamorous Meng Wantang, walking in the alley full of puddles in high heels. He felt that she was like a fairy from heaven who came down to save him.
Only after everyone had left did Zhao Mingpu turn around and go back to the house.
He rubbed the old lady's body, wiped her carefully again, and carried her to another room. He replaced all the bedding in the old lady's room with new ones, washed all the dirty things, and cleaned the room inside and out.
Zhao Mingpu's son was helping nearby.
"Dad, can grandma's illness really be cured?" Zhao Mingpu's son is young, but he is more sensible than other children.
He knew that his family was having a hard time, so he went out to pick up trash and then sold it to the scrap collection station. He did not spend the money he earned carelessly, but bought medicine for his grandmother and vegetables for the family.
He doesn't get angry or care when others laugh at him.
He will just study harder.
My father said that studying can change one's destiny, and getting into university can change the destiny of their family.
When Zhao Mingpu heard his son's words, he paused.
He didn't even dare to think about whether his mother's illness could really be cured.
He is still confused now.
"can."
After Zhao Mingpu finished speaking, he saw his son's clothes full of patches, and reached out his big hand to touch his son's head.
"Go and play. You don't have to work here. Children should go out and play with their friends."
Zhao Mingpu's son shook his head and said, "Dad, I'd better help you with the work. It's too tiring for you to do it alone. Although I'm small, I can help you. This way you don't have to run back and forth."
Zhao Mingpu's eyes felt sore.
He was framed and kicked out of the factory, but he never shed a tear. His wife divorced him, but he never shed a tear. Life at home was so hard that it almost broke his shoulders. He never even had tears in his eyes.
But now, because of his son's words, he could no longer hold it in.
"When dad gets his salary, I'll buy you two new sets of clothes and two new pairs of shoes. Ask grandma to make you a new schoolbag. You can have whatever you want."
Zhao Mingpu thought about the 1,000 yuan salary he would get in the future and felt that he had hope for the future.
"Dad, is that woman your boss?" Zhao Mingpu's son is called Zhao Jiang.
His ex-wife's surname is Jiang.
So the couple named their son Zhao Jiang.
"That female comrade is Dad's future new boss. The new boss is very nice and can treat illnesses. He can also treat your grandma. If your grandma can stand up again in the future, you don't have to stay at home every day after school. You can go out and play with other friends."
Zhao Mingpu knew his son was sensible and hoped that he could be more lively and live a carefree life like other children.
“She’s such a nice person.”
Children's thoughts are very simple.
Zhao Jiang particularly liked the auntie who had just arrived because she gave his father a job with a very high salary and was able to cure his grandmother's illness.
Zhao Jiang has always known that his mother left because his grandmother was sick.
Dad lost his job again.
He is young.
Money is used everywhere in the house.
My father couldn't find a suitable job and earned much less money than before. My mother couldn't stand the hardship, so she left him, divorced my father, and went back to her parents' home.
Not long after that, my mother got married.
I heard that she gave birth to a son.
Whenever someone asked him if he missed his mom, he would shake his head, look at the person calmly and say, "Mom, because my mom doesn't miss me either."
Zhao Jiang didn't desire maternal love at all.
Although his father was poor, he never beat him or scolded him. Even when his father was exhausted from a day's work and couldn't even open his eyes while lying on the bed, he would still coax him to sleep and tell him stories.
He just didn't have any nice new clothes or new shoes.
But his clothes are always clean.
They just live in poverty, but their spirit is very rich.
He doesn't lack love at all.
Meng Wantang didn't know that in the eyes of Zhao Mingpu and his son, she had become a savior.
She got in the car, and the bodyguard asked her in confusion: "Boss Meng, why didn't you just treat the old lady directly?"
"Even if others don't understand now, they will know later that I have ulterior motives. I came here with a purpose, mainly to invite Zhao Mingpu to work in the factory. I originally thought that if the old lady's illness was very serious, I would definitely treat her immediately. It doesn't matter even if Zhao Mingpu suspects me. But now the old lady's problem is not very serious, so there is no need for me to take the risk."
Meng Wantang feels that his current thinking has become more commercial.
She smiled wryly.
"I wish I had just walked in and said I was a doctor."
The bodyguard smiled and said, "But you are not just a doctor now. In the eyes of many people, you are a very good doctor."
"Yes."
She is a very good business person.
It can be said that it is God's blessing.
"You don't know. I felt really bad when I entered Zhao Mingpu's house just now."
The bodyguard also nodded: "Did you think of the young masters when you saw that kid busying around, pouring water for you, and standing quietly beside you listening to you talk?"
"We are all mothers, so we must feel very uncomfortable."
Meng Wantang directly told the driver to drive home.
After she returned home, she started rummaging through the drawers and Lin Su heard the noise and came over.
"What are you doing? If someone doesn't know, they would think there's a thief in our house."
As Meng Wantang spoke, she took out the children's clothes and put them in a woven bag.
"Today I saw a child whose clothes were all covered with patches, one patch on top of another. You couldn't even see the original color of the clothes."
After hearing this, Lin Su frowned and came over to help her clean up.
"How old is the child?"
"About seven or eight years old."
Meng Wantang found a lot of clothes that her children wore when they were young, including clothes for all seasons, and put them all in the clothes box.
"All the clothes for our children were given by Chen Jiaojiao. Chen Jiaojiao is very generous and always gives a lot of clothes. She gives us whatever new styles are available. Since she opened this clothing factory, our children have never lacked clothes."
"The clothes are all in good condition and not damaged. I couldn't bear to throw them away. Now they have a place to go."