This time of year, there's a lot of rain, and with it comes a flu outbreak. The elderly and children are the most susceptible to catching it.
Yang Wulang has been extremely busy lately. A mild cold can be treated with a medicine biscuit, but if it's a fever, the villagers usually need an IV. His clinic isn't large, with only five chairs, and they're all occupied now.
Yet, outside, there are still several people holding children or supporting the elderly, waiting. Yang Wulang is swamped, like a spinning top. Ma helped out a bit the last couple of days, but now both their children are down with a fever, leaving only Yang Wulang to manage.
Yang Wulang has a son and a daughter, both in their teens. There's a saying that teenagers can eat a father poor, but fortunately, his profession is a lucrative one. In Kao Village, they are relatively well-off.
"Old Yang, hurry up and get an IV for Chuan!" Ma rushed in anxiously.
