Chapter 113
Chapter 113
Chapter 113
"Don't be in a hurry, I have 1000 taels here and use them as cushions." The patriarch said as he took out two 500 taels of banknotes from his pocket and handed them over.
He knew that the money would not come back after he gave it.
But the old scholar Song Zhenlin spent most of his life teaching in their clan's school, and educated countless children.
There is no credit or hard work.
At such a moment when human life is at stake, he can't just ignore it.
"I also have 500 taels here." Song Zhao took out the money.
The 500 taels of silver was given to him by his wife, who said that if the old scholar's family needed the money, they would help them.
After all, it was because of their family that the whole family was affected.
Song Zhenlin didn't refuse, took the bank note, knelt down and kowtowed twice, "Brothers, I'll give you this money in the future to repay the kindness of the two brothers!"
Kowtowing was caught off guard, startled the two people on the opposite side, and quickly said, "They both belong to the same clan, what are you talking about? Hurry up and buy medicine for the child, the child's illness is important!"
The two were tearful, and the patriarch and Song Zhao gave the money to the official. The official was a little regretful that he didn't make it to 2000 taels, but he also knew that they were gone, so he put the money in his arms wisely, "Wait, I'll give it to you." You buy medicine, buy the best medicine for you, and buy ginseng for you.”
The official didn't lie to them, he went to the pharmacy to explain the situation and grabbed the medicine, yes, he also bought ginseng.
There are several grades of ginseng, but the lowest grade of ginseng costs 15 taels of silver.
He was very generous and bought four ginseng slices worth 15 taels of silver.
The medicine is bought, and the ginseng that hangs people's lives is also bought. Whether they can live or not depends on the person's own good luck.
The patriarch and the others waited in the carriage for about an hour, and the official sent back to grab the medicine.
"Here, fry these and drink them, once in the morning and in the evening. For external application, there are four slices of ginseng hanging in it. You guys go back."
Several people took the medicine, a little surprised, did not expect that the official actually bought them ginseng.
They thought it was just talking, after all, these officials and lions are used to talking loudly, treating them like sheep, but they can pluck their wool hard, and if the hair is gone, they might even kill them to eat meat!
did not expect.
"Thank you, Master Guancha, thank you, Master Guancha." Several people quickly thanked.
The officer waved his hand, "Go back! Go back!"
Half of the silver in his hand is handed over to his superiors, and the rest has to be shared with his brothers.
Not much left.
He gritted his teeth, it was really cheap for those who replaced them. Watching the exiled prisoners was an easy job, and it was very lucrative.
It doesn't take long to take care of them for a year, and each of them can earn at least 1000 taels of silver.
It's a pity, now, the officer shook his head regretfully and entered the house.
The patriarch and the others returned to Qingshuigou, and began to decoct medicine non-stop, and applied medicine to the wound. The patriarch looked at the slices of ginseng, and said, "Give Yingshi a piece in his mouth first."
just in case.
Everyone worked for a while and finally boiled the medicine and fed it. After a while, the person still hadn't woken up, but his face was not as pale as before, but turned ruddy.
It seems that the medicine bought by the official is useful.
"Brother Zhenlin, let's go back first. I will save the oil lamp for you. You should pay more attention to the situation at night." The patriarch wiped the sweat from his forehead.
There is nothing wrong with him, except that when others are anxious, he is also anxious, and sweats when he is anxious.
Song Zhenlin and Jiang Xiulian quickly said, "It's really troublesome for the two elder brothers in the middle of the night." Then they knelt down and kowtowed, the patriarch and Song Zhao hurriedly supported them, "Don't be like this, you are all from the same clan , that's all, go and see the children, we'll be back."
When the two of them left the wooden house, Shangshu Song Zhao said, "If the medicine works well, I guess people will wake up tomorrow."
"Oh, I don't know." The patriarch sighed. Exiled prisoners like them should not get sick or get injured, otherwise their lives would be lost.
When they were in the capital before, there was a doctor living in their house, but when something happened to their house, the doctor packed up and ran away overnight.
Not even the outpatient fee for the month.
It's a pity that no one in their clan has any medical skills.
otherwise
(End of this chapter)
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