Mrs. Sun then told Yang Ruoqing exactly what happened tonight.

There were two sentences missing in some places, and the little flowers on the side were quickly added.

“You really can’t be careless when it comes to asthma in children.”

After listening, Yang Ruoqing also said with a solemn expression.

A while ago, there was a family in the village whose newborn baby was not yet born, that's why.

Moreover, before this, there were other children in the village who also experienced this kind of situation. They were frightened, gasping, crying, irritable, and finally died.

Because several children have died from this asthma, people in the village now talk about this asthma in a negative light.

But in Yang Ruoqing’s concept, this disease may be ‘bronchial asthma’ in modern clinical diseases, right?

Even under modern medical conditions, treating asthma is a long and arduous task, focusing on health care and prevention, regulation and control, and staying away from triggering factors.

In this ancient time when all aspects of medical care were backward...

"Your elder brother said that he won't be able to come back in time to teach the students tomorrow, so I want to tell you and ask for leave so that you can make arrangements." Sun suddenly said.

Yang Ruoqing came back to her senses, nodded and said, "Well, I understand. Not only will I not be able to come back tomorrow, I will probably not be able to come to class the day after tomorrow, or the next few days."

Mrs. Sun immediately became excited: "Why do you say that? Is Xiu'er's disease really difficult? That kid in the past did that because he was in the village and now he went to the town hospital..."

She didn't say the unlucky words that followed, believing that Yang Ruoqing would understand.

Yang Ruoqing raised her head and said, "This asthma is a bit tricky, and Xiu'er is so young. He's only over three months old and just a hundred days old. It's inconvenient to take medicine in all aspects."

"And even if the condition is temporarily under control, you still have to stay in the hospital for a few days for observation before you can come back."

Mrs. Sun nodded repeatedly, "Yes, I definitely need to observe more and be more at ease."

Yang Ruoqing said: "So I guess I won't be able to go to the school for a few days."

Sun said: "How about the school? Now there is only one teacher, surely he can't hold on?"

Yang Ruoqing also frowned and thought to herself, yes, there are three classes in the school, each with nearly twenty students.

A teacher can survive for one day, but certainly not for several days. In this case, a substitute teacher will have to be found temporarily.

Who are you looking for? Who are you looking for?

"Qing'er, who are you planning to find to replace you in the school? Huh?" Mrs. Sun poked her head over again and asked with a worried look on her face.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Sun's worried face and the obviously deepened wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

My mother has been a worried person all her life. She has to worry about everything, even things that are beyond her ability.

"Mom, I will naturally arrange these things, so don't worry. It's getting late and the ground is very cold. Don't sit still for too long. Go back to the house to rest early."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and patted Sun's hand to express comfort.

Mrs. Sun nodded: "Okay, I'll take you back."

Yang Ruoqing waved her hand: "No need, I can just go back by myself. Didn't I come here by myself just now?"

"Before, it was before, and now, I have to watch you go back." Sun stood up and followed Yang Ruoqing stubbornly.

Yang Ruoqing had no idea, her mother was just like that. No matter how old her children were, or how independent they might be outside, in their mother's eyes and heart, they would always be children.

Early the next morning, Yang Ruoqing got up.

After explaining to Wang Cuilian, he went straight to the village and walked towards Lao Mu's house.

Yes, she had been thinking about the substitute teacher in the school since she came back last night, and finally, she thought of Mu Zichuan.

Isn't this ready-made? He is full of knowledge and talents. He was a top student when he was in school, and later became a high-ranking official in the court. Now Ding You is at home.

In the old Luo family, all the servants and wives that the Liu family sent to help Liu Doukou were sent away by Muzichuan, leaving only two servants and maids that Muzichuan bought himself.

When Yang Ruoqing came over, the maid was cooking in the kitchen and the servant was cleaning the yard.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing, the servant quickly came over and opened the courtyard door respectfully.

"Where is Zichuan?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

The servant looked at the west room and said, "Master read all night last night and didn't go to bed until dawn."

Just go to bed?

Yang Ruoqing frowned, a little hesitant to wake him up.

At this moment, a white figure stood by the window of the west room, and a gentle voice came: "Qing'er, come in and talk."

…

In the main room, Yang Ruoqing looked at Mu Zichuan, who was wearing a house robe, with slightly loose hair and a tired face, and asked, "Did you stay up all night reading again last night?"

Mu Zichuan was making tea for Yang Ruoqing. When he heard this, his delicate fingers holding the teapot paused slightly.

"Well, I watched it for a while longer." He said lightly.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, "A moment? Liar, your sunken eye sockets and dark circles have given you away, it must be all night long!"

"It's really not all night." Mu Zichuan said.

"My servants told me before, so stop making excuses!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Mu Zichuan smiled awkwardly and gave up his defense.

Yang Ruoqing said: "You have plenty of time to read during the day. Don't stay up all night. This is not good for your health."

Mu Zichuan nodded.

Yang Ruoqing added: "Especially since it is already winter today. It is so cold at night and the ground is covered with cold air. If you sit in front of the desk for a long time, the cold air will enter your body and you will get sick."

Mu Zichuan nodded again and gently pushed the brewed tea in front of Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing held the teacup. She had just walked this way and her hands were a little cold, so she just held it to warm her hands.

"Qing'er, is there something urgent about your coming here this early in the morning?" Mu Zichuan asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Oh, that's it. I wanted to come over and ask you if you could go to school to replace my cousin for a few days?"

Mu Zichuan looked at Yang Ruoqing, pondered what she said, and said: "You mean, Brother Yongxian has something to do these days and can't go to school to teach the children, so you asked me to take his place for a few days, right?

without?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Xiu'er is sick and was sent to the hospital in town last night. I don't know what's going on right now."

"My eldest cousin will definitely not be able to come back in the next few days, and there is only one teacher in the school currently supporting him, so it definitely won't work. After much thought, I can only ask you for help."

Mu Zichuan smiled and nodded cheerfully: "I just happen to have some free time at home, so I might as well go to the school to teach the children."

Yang Ruoqing smiled, "Then it's settled. From now on, you don't need to stay up late at night anymore. I guarantee that you will stay in school all day long and the first thing you do when you get home at night is grab a bed and sleep."

The corners of Mu Zichuan's lips curled up in pleasure, and his whole body became more lively because he found something to do.
Chapter completed!