The Daily Life of a Down-on-Hard-Life Medicine Girl Supporting Her Family

Chapter 187

The sprained ankle problem is solved, but there's another unfortunate fellow with a boil.

Chunnuan also helped take a look.

"At first, it was only the size of a soybean, and it stung a little, so I scratched it and broke the skin. The next day, it grew to the size of a thumb..."

"How many days is this?"

"It's been five days since the sores appeared."

When spring warmed up, he rolled up his pants to take a look.

His younger brother quickly helped him masturbate, but he screamed repeatedly and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Stop masturbating, I can't do it anymore, it hurts too much."

"Find a dagger and cut your trouser leg open."

When spring arrived, I noticed that my thighs were so tight that my pants were impossible to roll up.

She even considered making him take his clothes off, but in the dead of winter, he would freeze if he did.

Moreover, Zhao Minghua had a problem with looking at just one foot, let alone looking at a man's thigh; wouldn't he be extremely jealous?

To avoid trouble, it's best to tear your pants.

"It's torn and can't be stitched up?"

The soldier was very worried.

"So, do you think your pants are more important or your legs?"

I was so angry I laughed.

Why is it that some people just can't grasp the key points?

"I……"

In the end, the soldier pulled out his dagger, but didn't know how to make a cut, or perhaps he was afraid of cutting his own thigh.

"Here, help him pull up his pants a bit." Chunnuan took the knife and cut along the seam of the pants, making a slit, then told Zhao Minghua to tear it open forcefully.

Zhao Minghua didn't hold back and tore it open from both sides... all the way up to the waistband.

Spring is here... that took a lot of effort.

However, this also had a good effect, as it directly showed the red and swollen thighs.

It's no longer the size of a thumb, but the size of an egg, and it's oozing yellow fluid, spreading from the thigh upwards and downwards, with two very obvious red veins running through it.

"You're a real tough guy."

It sounds like a compliment, but deep down I really want to yell at him.

Stupid! Don't you value your life?
This is a boil.

Even in this state, walking so much will only make you slouch, and your whole leg will end up red and swollen.

"I thought it was just a small sore and didn't pay much attention to it. Who knew it would turn into this in just five days?"

You won't believe it until you see it; even I was shocked when I did.

"Doctor, will my leg be ruined?"

"If you don't treat it, you'll be crippled." Chunnuan looked at it and shook her head: "Let's go to town and find a doctor to prescribe medicine for you."

She had experience and methods for dealing with it, but since she had no writing materials, she could only go to a doctor.

Finally, he was put in the front to ride in the carriage with the birthday celebration, while the one whose sprained ankle had healed rode a horse.

"His pants on that leg..."

It was torn open, and to celebrate his birthday, someone did a good deed by finding him a rope to tie up.

In the dead of winter, the wind seemed to penetrate right into the room.

Springtime brings an overflow of compassion.

"You," Zhao Minghua said helplessly, throwing the fur cushion from his seat to Qingsheng, "cover him up."

"Thank you, young master, thank you very much."

The soldiers were extremely grateful.

I've really met a good person.

"Will you still be able to keep up with the army once your legs are healed?"

Qingsheng inquired about the news
"We might not be able to keep up," the soldier said. "We can go back, but the journey is long and we have no money."

"Then what are you going to do?"

"Let's take it one step at a time." The soldier sighed, "Brother, I really envy you, having such a master."

Qingsheng raised an eyebrow, of course. His young master's temper was a bit strange; he would scold when he needed to and yell when he needed to, but when he was good, he was genuinely good.

If you follow a good master, you won't have to worry about living a life of hardship.

"Young man, does your employer need any servants? My brother and I just want a bite to eat, so we won't starve."

What's going on? They're trying to steal my job?

Or perhaps, the young master simply saved them and now they can't shake him off?

Isn't this just causing trouble for the young master?
"Don't you consider yourselves deserters?"

"No, we are considered wounded soldiers, and wounded soldiers can be sent back to their place of origin."

The soldier even produced a travel permit, which indeed had a signature and fingerprint on it.

"Then why don't you go back to your hometown?"

“There’s no one left in the family. My brother and I depend on each other for survival. Three years ago, a fire burned down our three thatched houses. We thought that joining the army would solve our food and lodging problems, so as soon as there was a recruitment notice, we both signed up. Who would have thought we would encounter such bad luck?”

He was wounded before he could even get started, and didn't even have the chance to go to the battlefield.

The two brothers first thought about treating their injuries and sores, and then they thought about how to make a living.

Right now, I'm incredibly envious of those celebrating their birthdays in horse-drawn carriages.

The main reason was that this young man looked energetic and was dressed much better than his brothers, which indicated that the owner was well-off and treated his servants very well.

"My master requires people to sign indentures, to sell themselves, understand?"

I'm not trying to scare them with a birthday celebration; I'm just stating the facts.

In fact, Qingsheng also felt a bit sorry for the two brothers.

What does it mean when it rains it pours? This is it.

His family was all gone, and his three thatched houses burned down. He was preparing to join the army to find a place to live when he sprained his ankle and developed sores.

Did I forget to check the almanac before going out, or am I just naturally unlucky?

“I understand. We also have wealthy families who buy servants, but they are very harsh and treat their servants like livestock. None of us want to work for them.”

"Then aren't you afraid of my young master..."

The words were on the tip of her tongue, but Qingsheng swallowed them back.

“My young master would never buy servants; all servants in our family are born into the household.”

Qingsheng abruptly changed the subject, knowing she couldn't speak ill of the young master and risk getting beaten later.

"Celebrating a birthday."

Zhao Minghua, who was inside the carriage, overheard their conversation.

"Master."

He quickly responded to the birthday greeting.

"Young master, please buy us, brothers. We've been orphans since childhood, we're hardworking and strong..."

Unexpectedly, the other party took advantage of the situation and immediately spoke to Zhao Minghua.

"What are your names? How old are you? Where are you from? What skills do you have? Are you literate?"

"Young master, my name is Tang Shitou, and my younger brother's name is Tang Tietou." Tang Shitou said, "We are twins, seventeen years old this year. Our ancestral home is in Hanzhou, and we have no one else in our family. We are also illiterate."

"Can't read? What can you do?"

“We’re good at chopping wood, carrying stones and timber; we have plenty of strength,” Tang Shitou said. “Young master, please buy us. We really will listen to you and do our job well.”

"Master?"

Qingsheng was truly afraid that her young master might impulsively buy the person.

Does Hanzhou produce grain?

"Yes, our Hanzhou is a blessed land, and it does indeed produce grain."

However, the land for grain production was all in the hands of wealthy families.

"How many miles is it from here to Hanzhou?" Zhao Minghua asked. "How long would it take to get there on horseback?"

"It depends on how fast you run. If you run non-stop, it will take three days. If you rest and walk, it will take five or six days."

If you were walking, it would take ten days to half a month. "How long did it take you to walk?"

"Eleven days."

Zhao Minghua looked at Chunnuan.

"You can go."

I have no problem with the warmer weather in spring; after all, plans can't keep up with changes when you're traveling.

“Okay.” Zhao Minghua said, “Tang Shitou, right?”

"Yes"

"Go to town, find pen, ink, paper and inkstone to sign your indenture, and then take us to your Hanzhou."

"Young master, are you really willing to buy us two brothers?"

“Of course,” Zhao Minghua said. “My family has strict rules. If you don’t understand, you can ask Qingsheng.”

"Yes, thank you, young master, thank you, young master."

They've found their leader! They have a master now! Suddenly, Tang Shitou was so excited that he shouted to Tang Tietou, who was riding ahead on horseback.

"Iron Head, Iron Head, we have a boss now."

Tang Tietou reined in his horse and looked at his brother in confusion. Only when the carriage got closer did he understand what his brother meant.

He was overwhelmed with mixed feelings: he knew his brother was timid and only wanted a place to eat and stay.

He himself dreamed of becoming a general, and from a young age he would ride other people's oxen as if they were horses.

This was his first time riding a horse, but he wasn't afraid at all, and as it turned out, he could do it.

Everyone says that you'll be scared the first time you ride a horse, and the horse won't cooperate, but he didn't feel any of that fear.

He even felt that he was born to be a general!

As a result, his brother sold him without consulting him and was overjoyed.

There's not much to say.

The main reason is that this employer also saved their lives.

As the old saying goes, one should repay a life-saving debt with one's own body. Even though I am not a woman, as a man, I should not forget this kindness.

So be it, at least I'll be with my brother.

"Iron Head, Young Master says he wants to go to our Hanzhou."

Iron Head was taken aback.

He wanted to ask what he was going to do in Hanzhou, but being as clever as he was, he knew that a servant shouldn't interfere in his master's affairs.

"Then we'll lead the way."

Zhao Minghua and Chunnuan exchanged a glance. They both realized that the older brother was more honest and upright, and it would probably take time for the younger brother to be truly convinced.

Of course, Zhao Minghua also knew that the more capable a person was, the less likely they were to submit.

He's going to subdue this Tang Tietou.

When the group arrived in town, Chunnuan decided to buy writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones.

First, they wrote indentures for the two brothers and had them sign and seal them. In those days, twelve taels of silver could buy a strong laborer, which was quite a good deal.

"Young master, what about my leg?"

"I'll treat you," Chunnuan said. "You two brothers should also get two more sets of winter clothes."

Since they're no longer soldiers, they can't wear soldiers' uniforms anymore, otherwise people will think they're deserters.

"Thank you girl."

The two brothers learned from Qingsheng that the girl in the car was the future mistress of the house, and that the young master's family owned a pharmacy.

No wonder he was able to heal his foot so quickly.

It can also cure my brother's leg.

Could this be considered a kind of fate?
At that moment, Tang Tietou resigned himself to his fate.

"Where is the young master going to Hanzhou?"

"Buy grain," Zhao Minghua said. "You two brothers each buy grain in one place, buy a lot, I need to transport it back to Changzhou."

"Young master, the world is not at peace."

Tang Tietou immediately recounted what he had seen and heard along the way: "If a large amount of grain is transported back to Changzhou, the journey is long and it is very likely that we will encounter trouble."

These days, there are many natural disasters and man-made calamities, and there are plenty of large and small bandits who form gangs and occupy mountains as kings.

"I have a caravan."

Zhao Minghua said, "It wasn't just the few of us."

"That's fine, that's fine."

The stronger and more capable the new employer is, the stronger the backing the brothers will have.

The group headed towards Hanzhou. Along the way, Chunnuan prepared medicine for Tang Shitou, which he ate and applied as a poultice. She also burned him with fire.

On the third day, the swelling on the thigh subsided, and I was able to wear the new pants again.

On the sixth day, he recovered.

"This is the young lady's medical skill."

Tang Shitou gave a thumbs up.

"That's right, you don't know, the young lady's ancestors were imperial physicians, imperial physicians, who specialize in treating nobles in the palace, do you know that?"

Celebrating birthdays is a source of great pride.

“No wonder, I knew there were very few female doctors in the world, I didn’t expect it to be a family tradition.” Tang Tietou said that he understood: “Wait, something’s not right.”

What's wrong?
Qingsheng asked.

Tang Tietou didn't say anything more.

"Are you trying to ask why the descendants of imperial physicians from the capital are here?"

Tang Tietou felt embarrassed. This birthday boy was young but incredibly shrewd; he even knew what Tang Tietou was thinking.

"You must have heard about the case of the Imperial Concubine's fake pregnancy, right? Imperial Physician Xiao, the one who was most wronged."

"So they are descendants of Physician Xiao."

Tang Tietou suddenly realized that this explained everything.

"Have you heard about this?"

"I've heard of it, and not only have I heard of it, but I also know who the mastermind is?" Tang Tietou became interested when this was mentioned: "It's quite a coincidence that I heard about this by chance. It is said that the mastermind is the Third Prince, and his purpose is to kill Physician Xiao, because only Physician Xiao can treat the First Prince's illness."

Chunnuan, inside the carriage, overheard everything clearly: This was a secret of the imperial family, an open secret among the wealthy families in the capital. She never expected to hear it from a mere soldier in such a remote place.

Therefore, the truth will eventually come out.

"It's a pity about Physician Xiao; he died a truly unjust death." Tang Tietou said, "Later, the eldest prince almost lost his life several times, but for some reason, he has recovered quite a bit in the past year."

Chunnuan felt that it was terrifying that people thousands of miles away knew this information.

Are there still any secrets in the palace?
In the Imperial Palace, the Eastern Palace, the Crown Prince is playing hide-and-seek with Panpan.

"Big brother, you definitely don't know where Panpan is?"

"Yes, Panpan, where are you? Big brother can't find you."

The Empress chuckled as she watched this scene: "When did my son become so playful?"

They actually started playing hide-and-seek with Panpan.

Most importantly, one dared to ask and the other dared to answer.

Once the sound is made, won't you find it?

He was so patient in playing with the child.

It seems his health is indeed improving day by day.

The Empress smiled with satisfaction.

"Give the order to prepare something delicious for Panpan."

"Your Majesty the Empress." Panpan was able to call her that only after Xiao Chunyu corrected her several times: "Your Majesty the Empress is the best, she knows what Panpan wants to eat."

"Yes, we'll cook whatever Panpan likes to eat. How about we live in the palace permanently from now on?"

"No, it's no fun in the palace except for my older brother. Some people even roll their eyes at me. It's not fun at all." Panpan said dejectedly, "I'll go back to the manor after I'm with my older brother. My grandmother, father, and mother are all waiting for me."

"You kid..."

It's true that someone else's family can't seem to support their child; they always long to go back home.

They would be brought into the palace to play for two hours every day, and then sent back after lunch. No matter what, they would never stay overnight in the palace.