"She is already seventeen now," he took another deep puff of his cigarette, and let out a long sigh in the smoke, "Alas, we don't know when Lanhua will die, and we dare not tell her. She is happy every day now, so we can only take it one step at a time."

Jiang Yunyao's cold eyes were thoughtful, "Secretary, if, I mean if, what if I say that Sister Lanhua's disease may be cured?"

"What did you say?" Zhao Gang's cigarette gun fell from his excited hand, and his hands couldn't stop shaking, "Do you have a way, or does your master have a way to cure her?"

"Secretary, don't worry, I "The master of your teacher has passed away," Jiang Yunyao picked up the cigarette on the kang and put it on the table for him, saying lightly, "It seems that there is a record of this disease in a book he left behind. I will go back and look through the book. Of course, I can't be completely sure, so I can only try it. "

"Master, I'm sorry, Comrade Jiang, I didn't mean it."

Jiang Yunyao shook her head and smiled slightly, "It's okay, it's a long time ago, and I've let it go a long time ago. It's just that I'm not completely sure about Sister Lanhua's disease."

This disease is really too rare, she only has a vague impression of it, as for whether she can find a treatment method in the book, it depends on God's will.

"It doesn't matter, as long as there is hope," Zhao Gang calmed down, with a crystal smile still hanging in the corner of his eyes. He reached out to wipe it away and sighed, "I just hope my Lanhua can live a few more days. She is still so young. Even if she can only live one more day, I will be satisfied."

For so many years, he had been hiding Lanhua's illness from her, and he had never given up looking for famous doctors. The year before last, an old Chinese doctor who was labeled as one of the five black categories was released from the village. He also asked him privately, but the result he got was still disappointing.

He took good care of the old Chinese doctor. Although he couldn't take care of him too much, the old doctor was still locked up in the cowshed for labor reform, but he could still guarantee food and drink, and he was not dragged out for criticism.

Although the old doctor could not completely cure his daughter Lanhua, he still prescribed a lot of medicine to delay her illness or shorten her sleep time.

He had heard too much about helplessness over the years. In fact, he had already accepted in his heart that the lady would fall into a long sleep one day and leave them forever. However, he still had a secret hope in his heart that a miracle would happen and the lady would survive.

Will this miracle be brought by the little girl in front of him? He didn't know, but he had a hunch that maybe his daughter Lanhua really met a noble person.

Aunt Zhao waved open the curtain with one hand and brought in a pot of steaming pheasant stewed with wild mushrooms. She sensitively discovered that the atmosphere between her man and Comrade Xiao Jiang seemed to be a little strange. She felt that her man was a little dazed, as if he had accepted something incredible.

"Aunt, I'll help you," Jiang Yunyao took the initiative to reach out and take the pot and put it on the dining table.

"Lanhua's mother, bring up the bottle of Moutai I hid, I want to have a good drink." Zhao Gang's voice was trembling, and there was a sense of relief, as well as the endless joy of forced forbearance.

Aunt Zhao listened to her man's weird talk and didn't understand it, but since he said so, he had his reasons.

"Okay, I'll bring it up for you. Drink less and don't make a fool of yourself in front of Comrade Xiao Jiang, otherwise I won't forgive you."

Jiang Yunyao smiled, "Auntie, if it's convenient, bring me a cup so that I can have a good drink with the Party Secretary."

"No, Comrade Xiao Jiang, you can drink too?"

Jiang Yunyao pursed her lips and smiled without saying anything.

Of course, she was caught drinking secretly with her master in her last life by her master's wife, and they both went to face the wall to reflect on their mistakes more than once or twice. Since her master and his wife passed away, she often drank alone, but she didn't have the feeling and mood of drinking secretly with her master. The originally mellow wine became extremely bitter. Since she came to this world, she has never drunk it again. To be honest, she really misses it a little.

The secretary was willing to take out his treasured wine to express his joy because his daughter might be cured, but she was a little homesick, missing the home with relatives that she could never go back to.

"I can drink well, secretary, you might not be able to drink more than me."

"Okay, Lanhua's mother, bring it up quickly. I want to have a good drink with Comrade Xiao Jiang."

Mrs. Zhao glared at him, "Old man, I'll bring it to you, drink it slowly."

Mrs. Zhao brought up the best Maotai wine, along with two small wine glasses.

Zhao Gang filled two glasses with wine, and the two of them clinked their glasses and drank it all. They said they were drinking with each other. One of them drank the wine of joy, which was full of joy and excitement, and the other drank the wine of longing, which had a faint sense of homesickness.

The two of them were drunk, and Zhao Gang was drunk directly. His face was red, and he didn't even eat. He was drunk and unconscious.

Jiang Yunyao was better. There was only a layer of light powder on her cheeks, which was not obvious under the cover of her skin color. Her current body had a good alcohol tolerance. She had drunk so much and was not drunk. Unlike in the previous life, she was in bed unconscious after drinking only one glass, otherwise she would not have been discovered by the master's wife.

"Comrade Xiao Jiang, I'm sorry to embarrass you. My old man can't drink much, but he can still brag. Now he's drunk too much and can't even eat. But you can drink quite well."

"I think my father can just brag." Zhao Lanhua put down her chopsticks.

"Don't just drink, come and eat." Aunt Zhao picked up some food for her. This meal was for the guests. After dinner, Jiang Yunyao didn't go back to the educated youth point. She followed Aunt Zhao's advice and stayed at her house to sleep.

It was late at night, and the moonlight shone coldly through the window slits, reflecting the girl's cold eyes.

Jiang Yunyao looked at Zhao Lanhua, who was sleeping as sweetly as a piglet. She didn't expect that this girl was suffering from a terminal illness. If she hadn't met her, she might have really fallen into a long sleep one day and withered at such a young age.

She had just entered the space and read all the ancient books. She didn't believe that such a rare disease would not be recorded for thousands of years. She spent most of the night and finally found traces in an ancient book.

This disease has a beautiful name, sleep in a dream, die in a dream, and never get up again.

This disease is very rare and common in premature babies. It makes the baby look like dead at birth, without any sound. However, after a period of time, the baby will cry like a normal baby. This disease will occur once a year, and the sleeping time will be longer and longer until the baby finally falls into a long sleep and never wakes up again.

There are few records of this disease in history because ancient people believed that a child born without sound was a dead baby, which was very unlucky. They would hastily bury the child before the child came back to life, and would never think that the child was not dead yet.

The only recorded case was of a child who was a famous doctor. He did not believe that his child had died so quickly, so he did not bury the child quickly. A few hours later, the child cried and came back to life. However, as the child grew older, he slept longer and longer, and was much more lively than other children of the same age. Children of the same age would play for an hour and then sleep for 10 minutes. very tired, but this child played for three or four hours without feeling tired and was very energetic. These abnormal behaviors were seen by the miracle doctor. He couldn't bear that his child might leave them forever at some time in the future, so he spent more than ten years to research a prescription and cured his child. The child had a high fever on the day of the treatment. After the high fever subsided, he was no longer sleepy like normal people of the same age.

Most of the medicinal materials in this prescription are in her space, but the medicine is the Tianxing Water Lily in the Tianchi Lake of Changbai Mountain. No one knows if there is such a medicine in this world, and even if there is, no one knows if it grows in the same place as in the previous life, but no matter what, she has to go this time.

In another room, Aunt Zhao was busy making sobering soup for Zhao Gang and asked him to drink it. Finally, she said angrily, "You old man, you are getting more and more confused as you get older. Why did you drink so much? I told you to drink less."

"Hey, happy, don't you know that Lanhua may be saved."

"What did you say?" Aunt Zhao couldn't believe her ears. Could she have heard it wrong? She pinched the flesh on her hand hard, "Hey, why doesn't it hurt?"

"Ah, ah," Zhao Gang frowned and covered his arm and sat up. Now he didn't even need to drink the sobering soup. He was completely sober.

"What are you howling about in the middle of the night?" Aunt Zhao rudely slapped the man where he had just been hit hard, causing him to grimace.

"Old woman, you pinched me, of course you don't feel any pain. And you didn't hear me wrong, I'm sober now, our daughter Lanhua is really likely to be saved."

"Then, when will that famous doctor come to treat our Lanhua? Our Lanhua can't afford to delay this illness."

"Don't worry, the doctor is far away, but he is right in front of you." Zhao Gang deliberately beat around the bush.

"Old man, I see you're still drunk. You can cure our daughter, I'm dreaming."

"It's not me, it's Comrade Jiang who came to visit us today."

"Can she cure our Lanhua?" She's too young. This is not the miracle doctor she imagined.

"She said she's not completely sure, but I have a hunch, a very strong hunch," Zhao Gang looked at the moonlight in the dark outside the window. The moonlight is cold and not as hot as the sun, but it can also illuminate the darkness and bring hope. "Maybe this time, she can really save our Lanhua, and our Lanhua can really survive."

"If that's the case, Comrade Xiao Jiang is our family's benefactor. You should think of her in everything in the future. I heard that she has no relatives. I want to adopt her as my adopted daughter, just like Lanhua. What do you think, old man?"

"I think it's okay. It's settled."