Song Yi

Chapter 143

Doctor Xiao asked, "Do you have the prescription he prescribed?"

Feng said angrily: "Of course! I've let him go! This murderer! I'll go to the Yamen to sue him!"

"Show me the prescription!"

Feng took out the prescription from his pocket and handed it to Dr. Xiao.

Dr. Xiao glanced at it, handed the prescription to Dr. Zhuang, and smiled slightly at Feng Shi: "That's right, sister-in-law, you are wrong to blame Dr. Fuyuntang, the medicine he prescribed for you is completely right for you!"

"Ah? What are you talking about? My son has blood in his stool? Are you in the same group? I heard that Hui Ren Tang is one of the best pharmacies in the capital, so I came to you. I paid you to save me." Son, you can't wear a pair of pants with him!"

Facing this unreasonable woman, Dr. Xiao was a little angry, but said patiently:
"Sister-in-law, I don't even know who the doctor Fuyuntang is. Why do you want to favor him? I'm telling the truth, your son has abdominal pain and intestinal syndrome, and was given Taoren Chengqi Decoction by doctor Naling by mistake, which caused the blood to prolapse into stasis. It is already a critical illness! People use Sini Decoction with cinnamon to warm Qi and blood. Your son’s blood has left the meridians and can no longer return to the meridians, so he bets upwards, so your son has epistaxis and blood in the stool! It's all..."

Feng shook his hand and interrupted him: "I don't understand what you're talking about! You're serious about saving my son!"

Doctor Xiao said with a sullen face: "Let me ask you, what symptoms did your son have after taking Doctor Ling's medicine? Tell the truth, or I won't save your son!"

Feng thought for a while, then said in a low voice: "After taking the medicine from Dr. Ling, my limbs are cold, I'm sweating, and I don't recognize anyone."

"That's right! The extremities are the end of all yang. If yang qi is deficient and yin and cold are abundant, then yang qi cannot spread, so the limbs are rebellious. This is a sign of the decline of yang and the excess of yin. From what you just said, It’s already delirium, and it’s a sign of the yang qi being blown out, if the doctor Fuyuntang didn’t rush to use Sini soup to help your son recover his yang and rescue him, your son wouldn’t live to be alive tomorrow!”

"What? What nonsense are you talking about? Hurry up and save people! You told me to tell the truth and you saved my son. Are you trying to cheat?"

Doctor Xiao smiled wryly: "Sister-in-law, Fuyuntang has already revived your son for you, removed the blood congestion in his body, and your son is fine, what else should I save?"

"You're talking nonsense! My son bleeds and has blood in his stool after taking their decoction, and he said he's fine, you doctor..."

Doctor Zhuang at the side finally couldn't help it, and said angrily: "Why don't you listen to me, woman? Doctor Xiao made it very clear, and I will tell you in one sentence: Doctor Ling's prescription caused blood congestion in your son's body. That's why your son went mad and ran around. If you don't treat him, your son will prolapse and die!

The prescription given by the doctor of Fuyuntang is to help your son vent the blood stasis in the body. This nosebleed and blood in the stool are all the blood stasis in the body caused by the wrong medicine of Na Ling, so the blood is black!Otherwise it's bright red!understand?snort!He was kind enough to save your son, but you still said he killed a thousand dollars?I can't cure a patient like you, and I dare not treat it!carry away carry away! "

Dr. Zhuang was furious, flicked his sleeves, turned around and left.

Dr. Xiao also stood up and said, "Sister-in-law, you really misunderstood Dr. Fuyuntang. Fortunately, your son has taken this prescription and is no longer serious. If you take another dose or two of the original prescription, he should not bleed again. .After the yang qi returns, I can recuperate my body at that time, and then I can recover. Farewell!"

After all, he walked away.

Feng Shi caught up a few steps, and said to the two doctors: "Doctor, please show the child a look, prescribe a prescription and medicine or something! It's not like I won't give you money!"

The two doctors ignored him and walked away.

The store clerk laughed and said: "Sister-in-law, the two doctors have already said that you go back and take one or two doses according to the prescription of Fuyuntang, and then prescribe some medicine for conditioning. There is no need to do it separately Prescribed."

Feng Shi was dubious and looked at his son.

Ah Da was originally weak, and he was bleeding and weak. He was frightened when he heard his mother say that he had black blood in his stool, which led to collapse. There was nothing particularly uncomfortable, and I suddenly regained my energy, and my face began to turn rosy.

Seeing that his son was in good spirits and didn't look like he was about to die, Mrs. Feng muttered in a low voice: "If you don't open it, you won't open it! Anyway, I took back a payment, and fried it for Ah Da. Fang Zili, if you have money, you are afraid that you won’t be able to get the medicine? Ada, let’s go home!"

At this moment, Ah Da's energy came back, the soles of his feet became stronger, and he didn't need to be carried on his back. He just got out of bed slowly with Feng's support, and walked out of the pharmacy to go home.

Previously she thought her son was critically ill, so Feng rushed down the street covered in excrement and urine. Although the passers-by gave way, she had no time to take care of it. Now she was helping her son back along the street, and saw passers-by pinching their noses to avoid it. Seeing people like this, I finally felt a little blush, so I picked up a lump of snow and wiped off the poop attached to my body to reduce the smell a little.

Several neighbors walked with them for a while, and saw that Ah Da could walk by himself, so they separated.

Mrs. Feng thanked several neighbors and helped her son go home alone.

When approaching Fuyuntang, Feng stopped, thinking about what the two doctors said earlier, she didn't believe what others said, but what the doctor from Huirentang said, she couldn't help but not believe it.

If this is the case, then the doctor Fuyuntang really saved his son's life, embezzled other people's money, and even hit them with the toilet. She is used to being naughty. Thinking about how she would repay her kindness, she was a little blushing and ashamed to pass by Fuyuntang said to his son to take a detour to see the year to relax, and helped his son to go around a street before returning home.

Mrs. Feng helped her son to lie down, and first found firewood to make a kang, so as not to freeze his son, then washed and changed into clean clothes, carefully picked up the flour that was scattered on the ground, washed the meat and chopped strings, and started Knead the bread dumplings.

After wrapping up the dumplings and cooking them in the pot, put the lame little square table on the top of the kang, put two earthen bowls with gaps in it, put the steaming dumplings in the bowls, took two pairs of chopsticks, took off the shoes He got off the kang, sat cross-legged, patted his son, and said with a smile:
"Ada! Wake up! I'm eating dumplings! Pork and cabbage stuffing! Are you hungry?"

Ah Da didn't even glance at him, he still curled up and fell asleep.

"Ada! I'm eating dumplings! Ada!"

"Don't eat! As I said, I would rather starve to death than eat the money you got back by blackmailing your benefactor!"

Feng Shi also felt wronged, this time he didn't dare to put on airs as an old lady, sighed, and said:

"Mother also knows that they are wronged, and Mother is not a heartless person, but this life is difficult, your body is not good, and Mother has no other skills. We mothers don't play naughty rascals, how can we live this day?" ?”

Ah Da still covered his head and said nothing, Feng even coaxed and lied for a long time that the dumplings were going to be cold, Ah Da still said that he would rather starve to death than eat.

Feng had no choice but to let out a long sigh:

"Well, this dumpling has already been made, so it can't be thrown away and wasted, right? Send it back to others, and they will look down on these black-faced dumplings. Counting the noodles and meat, it took a total of 37 cash, and the rest of the money Nothing is left, we will give them back all the dumplings after we eat them, okay?"

"No! All have to be returned to others!"

"But 37 Wen, where do you ask your mother to find it?"

"I don't care! I can't lose a single penny of my money, and I will return it all to her!"

Feng wailed and cried for a while, seeing that her son was still silent, she had to get off the kang and put on her shoes, saying:

"Okay! My mother owed you in my previous life! Now take the remaining black noodles and return them, and sell the things picked up from the outhouse. You should be able to raise 37 coins and return them together! Ah Daddy, you eat first, don't wait for the dumplings to cool down, they won't taste good. If you say yes, you will definitely return!"

Ah Da muffled: "Then I'll wait for you to come back."

Knowing that her son was stubborn, it was useless to talk too much, so she picked up the small half bag of black noodles, carried a large bundle of tatters on her back, and went out slowly.

Only then did Ah Da struggle to lie down, looking at the two bowls of dumplings on the small table, and remembering the scene of his mother’s revenge and extortion of other people’s money, he always felt uncomfortable. He picked up the two bowls of dumplings, opened the door, walked out of the courtyard, and fell to the corner of the room with a crash.Carrying two empty bowls, he turned and went back to the house.

But Ah Da didn't see it. Just as he was pouring the dumplings, an old woman stood in the corner not far away, looking at him with a sneer on the corner of her mouth.

In the evening, Feng came back, very tired, but with a smile on his face, he took out a handful of copper coins from his pocket and put them on the square table:
"37 coins! I got 23 coins back from the black face. I made ten coins by selling things. My mother begged the shopkeeper in front of the restaurant to let me help wash the dishes and mop the floor. I made five coins in one afternoon. I went to refund their money. Let's return it." There is only one penny left!"

Ada stared blankly at Feng's old hands that were red and swollen like a mallet from the ice water, a stream of tears rolled down, and he choked up and said: "Mother...! You..." After speaking halfway, sobbing I can't go on talking.

"Why are you crying! Don't cry! Don't cry! Don't cry! Mother still counts on you for the rest of her life!"

"Hmm..." Ah Da nodded.

Feng's said kindly: "Son, can we discuss it?"

Ah Da nodded.

"Take this money as if we lent him Fuyuntang. Mother wants to keep it for you to ask for a wife. When we get better in the future, we will pay them back the principal with interest, and then give them a gift. Do you think it's okay?"

"Not good!" Ah Da said in a muffled voice, "I'd rather not get a wife than you to steal money from my benefactor!"

Feng Shi rubbed her hands together, and said again: "But, even if you don't marry a wife, your illness is still not cured, what if something goes wrong?"

"Doctor Hui Rentang said it's all right."

"That's different. Although the two doctors at Hui Ren Tang said it's fine, my mother is still a little worried. If they say something wrong and they are fine, they will kill us. We have to be on guard and wait until you get sick. It's completely healed, Mother will take the money and pay it back, Mother swears! Okay?"

"Not good!" Ah Da still muffled.

　PS: It's the end of the month, Smelly Old Nine seems to be settled, I don't want to be reconciled, who can help me...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)