"Father, we can't delay treating your leg any longer. If we do, it might become even worse. Right now, it's just rheumatism, but if it gets worse as you get older, you might not be able to use your leg at all. You don't want to be bedridden all the time, right? Besides, if you are confined to bed, I will have to take care of you every day, won't that be more tiresome? It's better to suffer a little now to make things better for both of us in the future, don't you think?"
Nan Quanyou thought of a family in the village. Their old man had a stroke and was bedridden, needing assistance for even the most basic bodily functions. As the saying goes, a long illness wears out even dutiful children. They would pass off the responsibility to one another until the old man's health finally gave out and he passed away.
In the end, Nan Quanyou agreed to go into the county.
