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Mingshan stood by the bed, quietly waiting for the old doctor to take the pulse of her bedridden mother. The old doctor was over sixty years old, had a white beard, and was wearing a gray coat. He looked like an immortal, and people couldn't help but believe that he had the medical skills to bring people back to life.

Looking at her mother lying on the bed with her eyes closed and her breath weak, Mingshan's beautiful eyes revealed anxiety and worry. The handkerchief embroidered with a peony flower was tightly held in her hand and was already wrinkled beyond recognition.

Compared with her anxiety, the old doctor looked calm and composed. He took the patient's pulse with one hand and slowly stroked his beard with the other. After a long time, the old doctor withdrew his hand, stood up and left the bedside.

Mingshan gently put her mother's hand back into the quilt, carefully tucked the quilt in, and then walked towards the doctor.

The doctor had walked out from behind the screen, sat down at the round table, took out a pen and paper, and seemed to be thinking about how to prescribe medicine.

"Doctor, how is my mother's illness?" Mingshan spoke softly and in a low voice for fear of disturbing her mother in the inner room.

The old doctor thought for a moment, looked up at her, and said, "Madam has a weak constitution and suffers from a cold cough. This time she caught a cold, which made her cold symptoms worse, causing her to faint suddenly. Let me prescribe some medicine to cure the cold first, and then slowly treat her cold cough."

"Thank you, Doctor."

"Don't take the tonic medicine for now. Madam is too weak to take it. But if you have a severe cough at night, you can use some old ginseng, either by drinking it or taking it with your mouth."

"Okay." Mingshan nodded and took note of it.

After the old doctor wrote the prescription and showed it to Mingshan, Mingshan took out a few dollars to pay the consultation fee, and asked her maid Xiaoqing to follow the doctor to get the medicine.

Mingshan turned back to the inner room, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at her mother with heartache.

At the beginning of the year, my father sent someone to pick up Mingshan and my mother from their hometown in the countryside and bring them to the city. The tiring journey made my mother's already frail body even weaker. Although there were good doctors and good medicines in the city, my mother's health was sometimes good and sometimes bad and she could not return to a healthy state.

Even though summer is approaching, my mother is bedridden again due to a cold.

Misty tears gradually filled her eyes. Mingshan quickly pressed the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief to stop herself from crying. She had passed the age of 15 and was a grown-up girl of 15. She couldn't cry easily anymore.

At this time, Lin, who was lying on the bed and looked sick, seemed to sense something and slowly opened her eyes. She saw her daughter secretly wiping her tears with a handkerchief. She opened her bloodless lips and said in a hoarse voice, "Shanshan, don't cry. Mother is fine."

Mingshan nodded, raised the corner of her mouth, and said, "The doctor also said that mother just had a cold, nothing serious."

As soon as she finished saying "it's not a big deal", Lin burst into a series of coughing sounds. The coughs were so loud that Mingshan was so scared that she rushed over to rub her chest and pat her back. When the coughing stopped, both mother and daughter felt like they were half dead.