Siheyuan: If you have the butcher's knife in your hand, let's try again.

Jia Dongxu fell down so quickly, and the first man was worried.

Worried that Silly Zhu’s moves are becoming more and more severe, Jia Dongxu can’t bear it.

His physical condition was already poor and he was sick every three days.

After all the hard work, the man behind the scenes, the First Master, has something to do with it.

"Hey, it's so boring. He couldn't hold it in even before I got out of my anger. I'm still sad when I think of the recipe..."

"Don't you still have a copy? Once you learn it, you will be considered a half-master chef. It will be enough for you in your lifetime."

The first man comforted Silhu, and Silhu felt much better.

"Okay, I have to go back to eat. It took so long to take Jia Dongxu to the hospital and the food is already cold."

"You told me earlier. You brought two dishes back in the evening and they were still hot. Why don't you drink two cups from me?"

"It would be great if there are hot dishes, but you got me drunk last time, so drink less this time."

"let's go."

The two of them went back to the house to drink, arm in arm, just like father-in-law.

The two of them served food and drank from night to early morning.

Before we started drinking, the old man promised that he would only drink a little, but in the end, he was still drunk by Silly Zhu.

At the end of the drink, the old man couldn't walk on the road, and it was Shazhu who helped him back.

The first uncle fell on the bed and went to sleep. He had a good sleep all night. At dawn, he was woken up by Jia Zhang's cry.

"Dong dong dong..."

Mrs. Jia Zhang was crying and banging on the door. The aunt recognized her voice and quickly got out of bed and opened the door.

She rushed in as soon as the door opened, not caring whether the elder had gotten up or not.

"Master, go and see my Dongxu, he is dying!"

"what!!"

When the old man on the bed heard this, his whole body trembled and he woke up from the wine.

"Weren't you fine yesterday? The fever has gone away and you are energetic. Why are you almost dying?"

"After drinking two glasses of cold water, my condition suddenly relapsed and I was admitted to the intensive care unit..."

Today, when it was still dark, Jia Dongxu woke up and cried out that he was thirsty and wanted water. The hot water in the boiling room was not yet hot. Jia Zhang advised him to endure it.

But he insisted on drinking water. If there was no hot water, he would drink raw water.

Jia Zhangshi'ao only fed him two cups of boiled water, but something happened after he drank it.

The person suddenly developed a high fever again, and his tongue hung out.

After hearing what happened, there was a buzzing sound in the elder's head, like five thunders hitting his head.

Oh no, no, no, if Jia Dongxu dies, Jia Zhang will definitely pursue it to the end.

When the time comes and it is found that Silly Zhu harmed him, it will naturally be found on me, too bad, too bad.

Bless, bless! !

Jia Dongxu, hold on, don't die.

The usually steady old man got into a rare panic. He lifted up the quilt and got out of bed in front of Mrs. Jia Zhang.

When I got out of bed, my lower body felt cold, and I realized that I was only wearing a pair of underpants.

Jia Zhang was a widow whose husband had died. She suddenly saw a man with bare legs who had not been exposed to fish for many years, and she turned red with embarrassment.

But even though he was blushing, he did not turn his head away, but greedily enjoyed this fleeting beautiful scene.

The elder was not so brave, so he quickly got back into bed.

"Sister-in-law Jia, please stay away. I'll come out when I put on my pants."

Only then did Jia Zhang look away and walked out.

By the time the elder got dressed and walked out of the house, his doorstep was already surrounded by neighbors, and everyone knew about it.

Silly Zhu naturally knew it too, and his reaction was the same as that of the first man, his brain exploded.

Jia Dongxu is going to die, and he must be involved in the situation.

He tiptoed close to Jia Zhang and asked with concern: "I heard that Jia Dongxu is critically ill?"

Jia Zhang gave him a hateful look and wiped away tears, "You still have the nerve to ask, it's all your fault..."

Mrs. Jia Zhang wanted to continue talking, but the first man saw that the situation was not good and quickly interrupted, "Sister-in-law Jia, stop gossiping and take us to the hospital quickly."

Jia Zhang's attention was diverted and she stopped talking.

The old man took the opportunity to glance at Silly Zhu, signaling him to stop talking.

Seeing Silly Zhu's expression, he was obviously panicked and couldn't hold his breath.

If I hadn't stopped him, I might have said something.

Mrs. Jia Zhang and the first uncle walked in front, followed by a large group of people.

Silly Zhu is also among them. He is more concerned about Jia Dongxu's condition than anyone else now.

If Jia Dongxu has three strengths and two weaknesses, his life will be ruined.

Everyone hurried away and soon arrived at the hospital.

Jia Dongxu was still in the intensive care unit, and everyone was standing in the corridor waiting.

After a while, a doctor came out, and Mrs. Jia Zhang greeted him immediately.

"Doctor, how is my son?"

The doctor took off his mask and exhaled, "The fever has not gone down. There are signs of cerebral edema. We are actively treating him."

"Family members must be mentally prepared. His high fever will not go away and will keep burning his organs. The organs will be like being soaked in hot water and will burn out over time."

"You are her relative, come with me to sign the critical illness notice..."

Before the doctor finished speaking, Ms. Jia Zhang felt dizzy. She touched her temples and swayed, about to fall to the ground.

Everyone exclaimed, and Shazhu, who was standing closest to her, couldn't care less whether he had any grudge against her or not, and stretched out his strong hand to support her.

"Quick, make room..."

The person who was sitting vacated his seat, and Silly Zhu laid him flat on it.

"Jia Zhang, Jia Zhang, wake up! Jia Dongxu needs you most now, you can't fall..."

After hearing what Sha Zhu said, Jia Zhang nodded slightly.

She lay on the chair for a while and felt better, then struggled to sit up.

The doctor was afraid that there was something wrong with her, so he always stood by his side, ready to rescue her at any time.

"Don't be too anxious, the patient still needs you."

"Doctor, bring me the paper. I'll sign it."

The doctor handed over the critical illness notice, and she read it out while looking at it.

"...Jia Dongxu's condition is deteriorating and may be life-threatening at any time. A critical illness notification is issued..."

As she read it, her tears fell on the paper. She couldn't read any more, so she signed it with all her heart.

After signing, Mrs. Jia Zhang stopped crying and made trouble. She sat blankly on her chair and looked straight ahead.

In this situation, even Shazhu couldn't help but wiped away his tears and blamed himself.

"Hey, I really shouldn't have made Jia Dongxu like this..."

Although she is an evil person and an evil mother-in-law, she has done some shameless things.

But when he treats his son Jia Dongxu, he is sincere and does not contain any impurities.

If her husband is gone, and if her son is gone, living with no one to rely on is no different than being a walking zombie.

Although the corridor was full of neighbors, they were all silent and silent.

"Tick tock..."

Time passed by minute by second, and two hours passed in a flash.

The intensive care unit was quiet, not a sound could be heard, and the doctor never came out again.

Suddenly, the door opened, and then the door opened, and five doctors and nurses came out.

"Doctor, Jia Dongxu..." Jia Zhang was halfway through her words when her throat got clogged and she couldn't continue.

She was afraid of hearing the bad news and didn't dare to ask any more questions.

The doctor took off his mask and smiled lightly, showing his white teeth. "He's been rescued. Let's go in and have a look."

"Thank you so much!" Ms. Jia Zhang's face was full of joy. She was so excited that she wanted to kneel down and kowtow to the doctor, but the doctor quickly supported her.

"Jia Dongxufu is so lucky, he is alive!"

"If you survive a catastrophe, you will be lucky. Find him a wife as soon as possible."

Neighbors cheered up by saying something to each other.

Jia Zhang breathed a sigh of relief, and the big stone in her heart fell.

Silly Zhu and the first man looked at each other and heaved a sigh of relief.

Inside the room, Jia Dongxu was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, and his body was covered with tubes.

"Doctor, this..."

"Don't worry, his vital signs have stabilized. He can be discharged after staying for a few weeks to eliminate the inflammation."

"After struggling for so long, he was tired and fell asleep. Don't disturb him too much."

After the doctor went out, everyone visited Jia Dongxu, said something like wishing him a speedy recovery, and then left, leaving Jia Zhang alone to take care of him in the ward.

Everyone left the hospital, and Shazhu and the first man came together.

"Huh!" The old man exhaled heavily and felt a lot more relaxed.

"Zhuzi, I think let's forget about it. If the book is broken, it's broken. Don't trouble him again."

Silly Zhu was still frightened and did not dare to continue, so he nodded in agreement.

"Hey, at least I still have a recipe book, so let's make do with it."