Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 1203 - 1205: Xiao’ai, Dabao, Xiaobei

Chapter 1203: Chapter 1205: Xiao’ai, Dabao, Xiaobei

The village chief coughed a few times, and Wu Da didn’t ask any more questions, only saying, "You should sleep early, and remember to blow out the candle while sleeping so as not to set the house on fire."

In the end, Wu Da didn’t come in.

He returned to his own room where his wife, Mrs. Niu, was. Mrs. Niu asked, "What’s going on with your father? Lighting candles for no good reason in the middle of the night, isn’t that just wasting oil?"

Wu Da said, "Well, he probably can’t sleep because of the cough. It’s just two candles, not like we can’t afford it. What do you say, should I go check on him?"

"Check what?" Mrs. Niu said, "His illness is contagious. You’re not afraid, but I am. We’ve got kids too. It doesn’t matter if I get it, but what if the kids do?"

Wu Da thought about it for a moment, "Then forget it, let’s not go, let’s just sleep."

Wu Da extinguished the light and lay down, then sighed heavily. Mrs. Niu asked impatiently, "What are you sighing for?"

"What do you think about Dad’s illness, how long will it drag on? With the illness like this, it’s hard for all of us," Wu Da said. "Nowadays, people in the village come by every day to inquire about Dad’s illness. They’re just concerned about who will be the next village chief."

Mrs. Niu also sighed, "Sigh, this trouble has fallen on us and we can’t escape it. You keep hoping Dad will get better, but look at him now, how can he get better? Think about the days he’s been the village chief, the villagers always showed us some respect. Now if he’s gone, they’ll all go to curry favor with the new village chief."

Wu Da said irritably, "Village chief, village chief, that’s all you care about—that he’s the village chief. He’s my Dad."

"I don’t like hearing this from you. Who doesn’t know he’s your father? But right now, he really is in this condition. There are things you still need to consider. If he isn’t the village chief anymore, don’t you care who might be next? What’s more, if Dad really passes on we’ll still have to divide the property with the second brother, and the unmarried younger one, who will arrange his marriage if not you?"

Having heard all this, Wu Da felt more and more irritated and just covered himself with the quilt to sleep.

In the village chief’s house, Tian Xiaobei had finished his diagnosis, and Brother Ye hurriedly asked him, "Xiaobei, how should we treat this illness?"

He had asked "how should we treat it" instead of "can we treat it" to avoid affecting the village chief’s mood.

Tian Xiaobei thought for a while before he said, "Uncle Ye, I can only try, but the certainty..."

"It doesn’t matter, however certain it is, just treat him using your methods," Brother Ye said, then looked at the village chief. "Chief, Xiaobei has his difficulties, and he can’t openly treat you, so we could only come secretly. Please forgive us, and don’t mention this matter to anyone."

The village chief nodded, and even though he coughed again for a while, this time it wasn’t as severe, and his heart was somewhat relieved.

At least someone was taking care of him now.

...

After leaving the village chief’s house, a few people began discussing. Brother Ye said to Tian Xiaobei, "Regarding how to treat the village chief, you know best now, so whatever you say, we’ll follow."

Xiaobei appeared very humble, "My father has treated many patients like this before, their conditions were similar to the chief’s, and I remember some of the prescriptions. But now, it’s all a matter of time. I need to go there daily to observe the chief’s condition and make diagnoses based on his daily condition. Also, the chief needs someone to care for him, to prepare his medicine, and manage his daily hygiene—these things are all very important."