Time stops in general.

The next day, when the dumb aunt was still asleep, she was woken up by the scolding of the jailer with the jailer having breakfast.

"Hey, who is that, why are you stunned, come and pick up the rice-" The dumb aunt was reminded, and quickly picked up her wooden bowl and stretched it out, "Bang", a spoonful of musty rice was buckled in, and then a spoonful of boiled cabbage.

That's the day's meal, and you can smell the musty smell of rice in your face.

She had a nausea and no appetite.

However, I was reluctant to throw it away, so I put it near the base of the wall, and after a while, I wanted to eat it and then eat it slowly.

The snoring of the various cells and the sound of eating.

The dumb girl was silent in this voice.

There was another series of footsteps ahead, and the patrol came ahead of schedule today.

It's that little cell.

"Big brother, I haven't eaten enough—too little food for me!" a fat man prayed from the prison door with dirty hands like devil's claws.

The little prisoner frowned: "If you haven't eaten enough, you should tell the person who put the food, I don't care about the food." ”

"Hee-hee. Aren't you tender, ask the eldest brother to take a bite, it must be more flavorful than the girl!"

The fat man laughed and retracted his hand, he was afraid of being beaten.

The little prison was "rubbed with oil" again, but he didn't get angry today, didn't pay attention to the boredom of these people, and went on his own patrol. When he passed by the door of the dumb aunt, he hurriedly stretched out his hand and handed in a package.

The dumb aunt seemed to have a heart, and she had already stood at the door and waited.

She took the package and smiled softly, "Thank you." ”

The inspection was over, and the little cell was gone.

The dumb aunt fumbled to open the package, and there were actually three candles and a flint.

There is also a large steamed bun.

It is a fresh steamed bun, not a moldy rancid smell.

No one saw her surprise in the dark, she took a big bite and seemed to have never eaten such a delicious steamed bun since she grew so big.

She choked, took a deep breath, and swallowed hard against her neck, tears finally pouring down.

She finished the last bite of steamed buns, crossed her legs, lit a candle, and grinded her writing.

Since yesterday afternoon, the door of memory has been opened, and it is out of control, but unfortunately the candle burned out and forced to interrupt writing, but the night sleep is full of scenes about Master and Master curing diseases and saving people, and she nagged when she collected medicines, dispensed medicines, made pills, and diagnosed and treated patients—Master sincerely hoped that she, a little disciple, could learn well, but unfortunately she was too playful, and she felt that Western medicine was better than Chinese medicine, so she always coped with it- Even if she coped with the hasty learning of this, in retrospect, it was enough for her to benefit for the rest of her life. So she had to write it all out, and then slowly organize it for later treatment.

At this moment, she picked up the pen again, and the scene that she had repeatedly thought about in her stomach last night was pouring out like flowing water, and she wrote quickly.

The smoke from the candle made her cough - unfortunately, there were good prescriptions full of paper, many of which were expectorant, cough, throat and lungs, but she was here, and she didn't have even a medicine for herself.

In addition, she was seriously ill last time and did not get better at all, and when she entered this prison, she was full of hunger, thirst and coldness, and felt that her body was showing signs of aggravation.

She knew that there was nothing wrong with her, it was caused by overwork and not taking good rest and supplements. So she didn't care much about it, just writing for a while was a little dizzy, which made her very depressed, you must know that this state of literary thoughts is really rare at this moment, she knows that she has completely left the master, and it is impossible for her to have the opportunity to return to her in this life to listen to her chatter and ask her for Chinese medicine knowledge!

Therefore, the time must not be lost.

She persisted somewhat willfully.

It's a pity that the dizziness is getting worse and worse - the candle in front of me is flickering, and the words are one big and one small, and they can't be written neatly.

It would be nice if you had some ginseng, and it might be better if you had a piece of ginseng in your mouth.

Why didn't Liu Wan come? Could Liu Dingmao be running to save himself?

In fact, the matter is clear, the facts of the case have been clear, Li Mingyuan Zhizhou has also witnessed her midwifery skills, and he has already known that the matter of one corpse and two lives is really not her fault, even in the modern society with developed medical skills, no hospital or doctor can completely guarantee that every mother and fetus will be 100% safe.

Life and death have a fate, this sentence seems superstitious, but in fact, it makes sense when you think about it, a person's life is really in the bones, under the domination of an invisible force in the dark - in fact, how can she be willing to die of a mother and a fetus! In the hearts of doctors and parents, no doctor wants to see the fresh flowers of life withering in his hands.

Looking back on this case now, why did Zhizhou not go to court for a long time, why didn't he close the case for her—it is estimated that she was waiting, what are you waiting for? It must be the reaction of the Liu family. To put it bluntly, he is waiting for the Liu family to send silver.

There is a basis for her belief - Li Zhizhou blackmailed Liu Dingmao to donate silver in the name of supporting the war again and again, and it was she who came up with the idea to let Liu Dingmao pretend to be sick to avoid the disaster. Li Mingyuan is not a vegetarian, he must have an opinion on Liu Dingmao in his heart, and it is inevitable to knock a bamboo stick hard when he seizes the opportunity at this moment. And it has long been seen that Li Mingyuan is a greedy person, such a person will definitely make a windfall when he seizes an opportunity, and this time he grabbed the Liu family's braids, so it is unreasonable not to make a fortune.

Therefore, the way out of this case is actually very clear, either start from the bitter master and buy off the family of the deceased who sued so that they will not sue again, or follow Li Mingyuan's door and knock on the door with money.

Liu Wan is still young after all, and Bai Ziqi is far away in the world, so the only one who can save her is Liu Dingmao.

But would Liu Dingmao be willing to give up a lot of money? After all, this will not be a small amount of money.

After all, she is not their closest relative, just a child daughter-in-law who was bought cheaply.

Even if she has done so much for them, in the face of such a test, will they still think of her good and pay such a big price in exchange?

Whatever—she shook her head, smiling wryly as she continued to write.

The flame of her candle had already attracted the attention of the nearby cells, and many prisoners looked at it with amazement, for it was a luxury to have a spark shining in this dark and dark place.

"Hey, that girl, do you know the prisoner, do you? help us plead for mercy, we also want to light a candle to illuminate it!"

A man shouted.

The dumb aunt looked up at him, and then lowered her head and was busy, really too lazy to pay attention.

Time seemed to fly by, she gritted her teeth and wrote, one candle burned out, the memory of the resurrection did not dare to interrupt, quickly lit the second one, and wrote in one breath until the candle burned out.

I was so tired that I was reluctant to light another candle left, so I curled up and rested.

A sound of footsteps sounded in the deep prison, and the patrol came again, she slowly opened her eyes, secretly hoping that it was a small cell, but she really did not have the strength to get up and wait for him at the door.

"Adult-adult-villain has a report-" Suddenly a male voice shouted.

The dumb aunt was confused and could tell that it was the man in the prison opposite her.

"Be honest - want to be beaten, don't you?" shouted the patrolman.

The dumb aunt was a little disappointed, not the little cell, but the cell head You Dawen, a fierce Humpty Dumpty.

"My lord, someone is cheating, is it an important situation to smuggle something?" shouted the male prisoner opposite.

"Oh, who, what did you smuggle in?" You Dawen seemed very interested in the content of this kind of report.

"It's her-that woman, someone gave her candles, as well as pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, she writes in prison, she is mysterious, she must be writing, the official put her in prison, she is not convinced, she is writing and scolding you!"

The dumb aunt listened quietly, feeling that there might be something wrong with her ears, and no one would really sue such a private complaint. Bored.

Besides, I lit the lamp and wrote the book by myself, and I didn't interfere with everyone, did I.

But since someone takes it as a serious matter to sue it, then there must be trouble. She struggled to get up. The cell boss had already walked over, knocking on the door frame with a stick in his hand, "Hey, get up—" He opened the door and walked in.

The dumb aunt got up and looked at the cell boss through the lantern in the cell boss's hand, this You Dawen looked like he stayed up late last night, his eyes were red, and his temper was also very bad, "It's just that you brought something to deliver privately? hand it over——"

The dumb aunt knew that the end of the dead would not be good, so she did not hesitate to take out something from under the rotten grass and handed it over, "I just wrote Braille - please Uncle Mingjian." ”

You Dawen glanced at it, and he had already put it away, wanting to continue to find trouble with this little woman, but the words "secret recipe for difficult childbirth" on the paper got into his eyes.

He shook his hand and looked at it through the light, and sure enough, it was clearly written on the paper: "Secret Recipe for Women's Dystocia Midwifery", from one to ten, divided into different situations, listing different midwifery methods and prescriptions.

"Are you really going to deliver a baby?" he said, looking at the woman formally. The last time this prisoner was brought to the court, he heard that this woman was in trouble because of the delivery, he didn't bother to ask, giving birth to a baby is the business of women, and the trial of the case is the business of the master and the master, he is a cell leader, as long as he takes care of the prisoner sent to the prison, nothing else has anything to do with him.

The dumb aunt nodded, "A little." However, there is no guarantee that all mothers and children will be safe, and I am not God. ”

Her voice was a little sad, for the people and things that had hurt her.

She hopes that everyone will be well, but there will still be accidents, some accidents that she can't control, such as the death of the mother who caused her to be imprisoned, but she really did her best.

"Is there a way to have a difficult birth?" asked You Jiaotou after him, his voice a little nervous.

The dumb aunt smelled a hint of information from this suddenly nervous look, this man has a mother at home, and may be facing a difficult birth, so an opportunity that may be beneficial to her is approaching.

She suddenly calmed down, and concluded that the treasures she had written were saved, at least not destroyed in the hands of the cell boss.

"There are many kinds of dystocia, and it must be diagnosed according to the individual situation of the mother, and I don't dare to boast that I can handle all the dystocia situations before I see me, but-" She looked at the bloodshot in You Jiaotou's eyes, "I dare to boast about Haikou, this Lingzhou Mansion, and even Dongliang Kingdom, you can't find a second person who can diagnose and treat women with dystocia better than me." ”

"She's bragging!" The man on the other side has been paying attention to the movement here, waiting to see You Dawen punish the woman who is so special that he can actually light the lamp, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't see the movement of You Jiaotou, and it seemed that there were signs of being bewitched by the woman, so he hurriedly added oil and vinegar: "How old is she, she looks only fourteen or fifteen years old, which midwife is not fifty or sixty years old, and seventy or eighty years old is more expensive, don't talk about midwifery at this age, I'm afraid I haven't even seen a woman give birth!"

You Jiaotou continued to look at the handwriting of the dumb aunt, and had already written a thick bunch, the font was beautiful, and the rows were neat, although there were many words that he had never seen before, but it made people feel very comfortable looking at it, and he couldn't help but want to look down. He finished reading all the discourses and first aid prescriptions about women's dystocia in one go, and solemnly handed the paper to the dumb aunt, "If you want to write, write it, don't be sneaky, I won't help you get a few more candles, it's dark here, don't burn your eyes." ”

Unexpected results. But it's also to be expected.

The dumb aunt still wanted to cry, her heart was warm and a little moved.

"Thank you. She said softly.

"It's just that I have something I want to trouble you—" You Jiaotou rubbed his hands and glared back at the man who was causing trouble, "Why did the girl write some words? I read it, it's not a big deal, and I didn't write anything against the public and the court! Yang Dazui, you have to chew the root of your tongue again, Lao Tzu pulled out your tongue that only a long-tongued woman has!"

Frightened, Yang retracted his neck and hid in the depths of the cell.

You Dawen looked at the dumb aunt: "My old sister, she has been pregnant for eleven months, she has not given birth for a long time, her belly is so big, it hurts a lot these days, our family has invited all the gynecology doctors and midwives in the vicinity, but they have not been treated!

Before he finished speaking, the dumb aunt had already interjected: "Is it not all blood, but black and purple bruises, flowing one after another, like the bruises at the end of the monthly letter, but far more than the amount of the monthly letter?"

You Dawen shook his head, a little embarrassed, "I don't know this, even if I love my sister, but I am a big man's family may also run to ask about this, and besides, I am busy with official business, and I go to my sister's house every day to take care of it." ”

"The situation is not good, and I dare not delay any longer. The dumb aunt frowned, "I can only treat the patient when I see it, but I ...... now"

You Dawen was worried, "Let me think about it, this thing is really too difficult-she can't get in, you can't get out-"

It is indeed difficult to meet a female prisoner in custody and a woman with a big belly.

"You bring someone here, find a room near the mansion, and quietly take me out at night-" The dumb aunt really wants to save people, although the trouble caused by saving people last time has not been resolved, but I heard that the situation of this You Dawen sister is really critical.

You Dawen suddenly grabbed the dumb aunt's hand, this girl is too thin, her hands are thin and slender, and it may be that the prison is really cold, her hands are cold.

"You wait. You Dawen said a word, turned around and left.

He left the lantern here.

But the dumb aunt didn't want to write the "Dumb Aunt Jade Sutra" anymore, she quietly looked at the lantern and was distracted, she couldn't understand what kind of psychology the man on the other side was, why did he sue? Could it be that the prison is crazy to lock people up, and bite people like mad dogs?

Forget it, she doesn't want to think about it, she blows out the lights and closes her eyes to recuperate.