The splendid years of a talented lady

213 Chapter 1 The boy is so good ([-])
"Doctor, my family doesn't have much money! You can just use the medicine, don't use the thousand-year-old ginseng and ten-year-old ganoderma, I can't afford it!" Come on, Su Xiazhi stood at the door and said anxiously with a pale face.

The old doctor gave her a sideways look, and shook his head: "He has been sick for a long time, and he has taken a lot of medicine, and it's not a precious medicine, even if he has old ginseng and ganoderma, he won't be able to use it!"

"Then I'm relieved!" Su Xiazhi let out a sigh of relief, "Use whatever is cheap, you must think carefully about how to use the medicine."

The old doctor was thinking while stroking his gray beard. After listening to Su Xiazhi's words, he raised his head and smiled, and pulled off a few of his own beards. The pain made the old man frown, turned his head, and ignored Su Xiazhi.

After the prescription was prepared and handed over to the boy, the old doctor said to Su Xiazhi: "This prescription is the first medicine, it will take a month, and I guess it will cost one tael of silver."

He knew that the boy had no money, so he said this directly to Su Xiazhi.

Su Xiazhi took out a silver bill of one tael from the purse hanging on his waist and handed it to the boy, and then said: "If he is still alive after eating, you can go to Shanxia Village to find me, and I will treat him further. "

The servant took the bank note with both hands, folded it together with the prescription and put it in his bosom, then bowed to her and said, "I've written it down."

"En." Su Xiazhi responded, and walked out: "Doctor, there is another family in Xinghua Village."

"Xinghua Village? Zhou Lizheng's home?" The old doctor followed behind her, and the young man sent them out with the burden.

"Today, the shopkeeper told me that last night, Zhou Lizheng's family set up a car to invite me. It happened that I didn't live in the shop last night, so I couldn't go."

"I mean, I stayed at that bastard's house for so long yesterday and didn't see the doctor come over, so it's because you weren't here."

"Give me the burden, you go back." Su Xiazhi stretched out her hand to grab the burden in the boy's hand and started to walk, but suddenly stopped, took out a handful of copper coins from the armhole and handed it to the boy: "Stay to eat."

The copper coins in his hand still carried the warmth of the woman's body. The boy first moved his palm to his eyes to look at it, then tightened his fingers, holding the money tightly until he hurt himself...

Looking up at the blue sky, he felt dizzy, and then remembered that he hadn't eaten a bite since yesterday.

The servant grinned: "Not all the women in this world are like the little lady..."

When he was in Anfu, he had to suffer from quietness because of his ease. Therefore, the boy was afraid of women, especially the beautiful ones.

Looking back, he put away the copper coins and entered the house.

"Master, you have been sleeping for a few days." The servant reached into the quilt to hold An Yi's skinny palm, feeling that his palm was cold, the servant hurriedly stretched out the other hand to wrap his palm : "We have money, I'll go get you medicine right away. Let's make an agreement, you'll wake up after taking the medicine, and I'll leave you alone if you sleep like this!"

After finishing speaking, even though he knew that his master was unconscious, he still felt pain in his heart, and immediately said: "You're kidding! Don't take it to heart."

After talking to himself for a while, the servant got up, stretched out his own quilt that was folded in the bed, and covered the master's legs.

Because of the severity of the illness, An Yi's body couldn't bear a little weight. When he was awake a few days ago, he complained that the quilt on his body was too heavy, making him unable to breathe.

The boy didn't dare to cover him with the quilt, but only pressed it on his legs.

After settling down the sleepy master lying on the kang, he went out with a broken bamboo basket.

First, I went to the pharmacy at the entrance of the town, and carefully took out the prescription in my pocket and spread it on the counter. The boy looked at the shopkeeper in the counter and said, "Grab the medicine."

"Have you got any money?" The shopkeeper of the pharmacy was dozing off, and he was a little disappointed when he saw that the customer came in, knowing that he had no money.

The boy didn't speak, and slapped the banknotes in his hand on the counter.

The shopkeeper of the pharmacy immediately picked up the banknote and looked at the prescription again. He said with a smile on his face, "I can't use it, I can't use it..."

"Catch it for three days first, I can't take it." The rich is the master. The boy has seen his disgusting face a lot these days, and his heart is full of sighs. The boy looked outside the door and said.

"You don't need to mention it, just leave an address, and I will send it to your house later!" The shopkeeper of the pharmacy still said with a smile on his face.

"No, it's only for three days." The boy couldn't believe him, and he had to watch the shopkeeper weigh the blindly medicinal materials and wrap them on paper before he could rest assured.

Carrying a few packs of herbal medicines and carefully collecting the broken silver he found, the boy left the pharmacy to buy something to eat before going back.

After walking through a few stalls, I picked out the cheapest vegetables and bought some rice and miscellaneous grains. The broken basket I was carrying was already full and my hands were heavy.

With this heavy thing falling down, the boy's mood inexplicably improved, and he hurried back along the roadside, always afraid that the master would be anxious if he would not see him when he woke up.

"Well, Shoucheng." When passing by Chen Ji's butcher's shop, Chen Guanxi, who was lying on the window sill and was bored, stopped him: "How is Mr. An?"

The servant stopped, seeing him, he said softly: "Master Lao is worried, my master is still the same."

"That's good." Chen Guanxi waved his hand like a little adult: "I still have a pair of pigs here, if you don't mind cleaning up the trouble, then take it."

The boy was carrying things in both hands, and deliberately went to take the pig he gave to the water, but he couldn't take it away, so he stood at the door of the butcher's shop in trouble.

"Simple." The little fat man got up immediately when he saw the things in his hand, and ran to the backyard. When he came back, he also carried a broken basket in his hand, and it was even more broken than the one in the boy's hand!

He instructs the clerk to put the remaining pigs under the meat case into the broken basket, and then hand it to the boy: "This basket should be thrown away, don't send it back."

This time the boy can take it.

A basket was hanging in the crook of his arm, and he was carrying it in one hand. After thanking him again, he left with a fruitful harvest.

"Where... all... can you still eat...?" Chen Maochang came out of the backyard and asked casually when he saw his son giving away the two-day-old pig to the water.

(End of this chapter)