Discipline traitor husband

Chapter 373 The Wind and Clouds Are Unpredictable (2)
"Is there a doctor?" If you are in modern times, you must call 110 and 120. There was no such condition in ancient times, but the procedure was inevitable.

"Doctor?" Ah San snorted coldly, "I notified the government directly!"

Bu Youran frowned, the government is just arresting criminals, so the people lying on the ground may die due to delay in treatment.

She passed through the crowd, walked forward, squatted down, and looked at the man's wound, which was on the back, not hitting the vital point, and then probed under the end of his nose with her fingers, breathing evenly, showing that the man was not dead , just a temporary coma.

When the people around saw Bu Youran's move, they couldn't help talking about it.

Ah San also stepped forward, grabbed Bu Youran's arm, "What are you doing?"

"Look at his situation." Bu Youran said frankly, and stood up, "This person will not be taken away, right?"

Ah San's eyes were startled, and he came back to his senses and said, "He's already dead, the government won't care about it."

"He's not dead." Bu Youran replied.

"But, this pool of blood on the ground..." Ah San pointed to the bright red on the ground, looking very scary.

"If there is no more than 3000cc, you won't die." The blood on the ground is only 200ml at most. She stood up and clapped her hands, "If you don't want to wait for this person's family to make trouble, you'd better find a doctor. People are okay, big things are turned into small things, and small things are turned into small things.”

The man holding the knife who had been standing beside him suddenly woke up when he heard what Bu Youran said, "You, you said he's not dead?"

Bu leisurely nodded.

The man grinned, "Really?"

Bu Youran mocked, "Instead of being lucky here, it's better to ask someone you know to find a doctor for him. Although it's not fatal now, but if the bleeding continues at the current rate, I can't guarantee that he will still be alive in an hour's time." alive."

"Okay, okay..." When the man heard this, he hurriedly looked for help.

After a while, Ichiro came over with a medicine box and did a simple wound treatment. At this time, the guards from the government also came.

Ah San stepped forward, "My little brother, I'm really bothering you. You see, these two people made mistakes, and they have a good relationship on weekdays. I think since that person is fine, it should be fine. There is no need to let you So much trouble."

"Why didn't you say it earlier? It's so cold, we still have to run, and the distance is not close..." the guard complained.

Ah San took out a bag of broken silver from the person beside her, and quietly handed it over, "Look at this, although it's not much, it's enough for you and your friends to drink some wine to warm up."

The guard weighed it with his hands, and immediately opened the corners of his mouth to his ears, "Okay, if you want me to say, as soon as I heard that Boss Ah San reported the case here, I have to come even if others don't come. Call us in the future if there is something to do."

"Yes Yes."

"Brothers, let's go back." The guard greeted them and walked back.

Ah San looked at the back of them leaving, couldn't help but spit, and turned to look at Bu Youran, "If this matter was normal, I wouldn't bother to care about it, and money is not flattering, these people are wolves who can't get enough. "

Bu Youran watched him walk back into the hall with his hands behind his back, mumbling all the time, and couldn't help smiling. She was about to turn around when she glanced and saw an old carriage parked not far away. The curtains seemed to have just fallen, and the pendants at the corners were still swaying faintly.

Bu Youran was about to take a step, but the car was moving forward, quickly out of sight...

is it him?
Wasn't he the Zuixianlou who left with Song Yifan?How could it appear here?
Bu Youran followed his gaze uncertainly, and there was no trace of a carriage on that empty road.

"Miss Bu, Boss Ah San told you to go back and have a look at the new samples." The servants in the museum came to him and said.

"Did you see the carriage parked over there just now?"

The servant followed Bu Youran's gaze, shook his head, "I was there just now, and I didn't see any carriage."

Is it because the memory in the mind is confused with the reality?

"What's wrong?" the servant asked worriedly.

Bu Youran shook his head, "Isn't the boss looking for me?"

"Oh, yes." He hurried forward and led the way.

When Ah Sanyi entered the door and saw Bu Youran, he walked over carefully holding a golden box, "This is made of pure gold. It is designed as you designed, and it depicts the four characters of Shoubi Nanshan. They are all painted with colored glaze. My mirror is a glass mirror, I didn't expect it to be so clear? How did you think of it?"

Bu Youran smiled, took the exquisite cigarette case that Ah San had found someone to make, and looked around, "The next step, I plan to reduce its cost and make it low-end and civilian."

"Why? I think it's good now. Originally, only people with money could enjoy cigarettes." Ah San disagreed.

Bu Youran closed the box, "Branding can be high-end or low-end. What I want to do now is to completely monopolize this market, so that those counterfeit products have no chance to sneak in."

Ah San's eyes brightened, she was speechless in admiration.

Bu Youran looked at Ah San's newly smoked cigarette again, "It smells more fragrant than ordinary domestic wine."

"It's just that the cost must be high." Ah San lit one, took a deep breath, and then exhaled, very satisfied.

"How tall?" Seeing his expression, Bu Youran couldn't help smiling.

"About twice as much."

Bu Youran pursed his lips, leaned his back against a square table, and tapped the table with his fingers, "The price of this cigarette is twice as high, and I will push it to the upper class first."

"It can only be like this." Ah San nodded, "Last time I saw you go out to eat with the son of the Right Prime Minister."

Bu Youran didn't deny it.

"I don't know if I can think that you are on the emperor's side now?" Ah San looked at Bu Youran.

Bu Youran was puzzled, "Aren't you?"

Boss Ah San smiled lightly.

Bu Youran was surprised, "But last time you clearly said that you were worried about the emperor taking power, so you would close the opium hall."

"One moment, another moment." Boss Ah San sighed, "The situation in the court is turbulent. Although the Queen Mother's power is weakened, Zhao Zhen beside her should not be underestimated. Although the emperor has ambitions, he is young after all. Besides, at this time The more chaotic you are, the more unexpected things will happen, so when the situation is unclear, I advise you not to stand in the wrong direction."

These words hit Bu Youran's head like a mallet, and she clearly felt the flow of blood and the beating of veins in her mind.

Bu Youran thought that she knew the history. According to her understanding, the Qing Dynasty was at least eight or nine years away, and the overthrow of the Qing Dynasty was under the single-handed manipulation of Chu Jinyu, which meant that he would have ups and downs during these eight or nine years, and The emperor's forces prevailed.

But she overlooked one point, will history develop as she predicted?
(End of this chapter)