"That's right!" Zhang Xiaochuang also said, "I have monthly silver, I ······ Give it all to my mother, treat my mother!"

Zhang Defu looked at his two sensible sons, his eyes were a little moist, and he said again and again: "Governance, Zhao ······ Childe, what am I making money for, isn't it just to keep my family safe? I and my children can't live without my wife, so you can make a prescription. ”

So, Zhang Defu found out the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and Mei Yixuan prescribed a prescription for five days, three times a day in the morning, noon and evening, and fried three bowls of water into one bowl and served. He left five Cistanche pills and told them to take them every day before going to bed.

For the other medicines, they can go to the pharmacy to buy them, and Mei Yixuan only costs two and a half pieces of silver for five grains of Cistanche, and each grain costs five hundred dollars. In fact, one grain can be worth ten taels of silver, and the cistanche she sold to Murong Hong is not so cheap.

Or the hospital is willing to treat the nobles, the medicine money is not counted, and the reward alone is enough to eat and drink.

But this is enough for Zhang Defu's family to choke, this is not a headache and brain fever just take medicine for a few days, this is a long-term treatment, this is a bottomless pit, and how much money is not enough to fill. Therefore, Mei Yixuan only meant that each grain only cost 500 Wen.

And in the West House, Lamei, who woke up at some point, looked at her little daughter Xiaoyue who was guarding next to her, and listened to the voices of her husband and sons in the hall outside, and the corners of her eyes couldn't help but moisten.

Yes, she can't die now, her three children are not married, who cares if she dies? Thinking of her selfish and mean mother-in-law, thinking that she is gone, and her three children may fall into the hands of her stepmother, she suddenly has an infinite desire to survive from the bottom of her heart. I want to get better, and I want to be a strong support for my children!

At this time, Zhang Xiaoyue, who was listening attentively to the movement outside, found that her mother was looking at her with her eyes open, looking at her lovingly, and couldn't help crying, and shouted loudly: "Dad, brother, mother is awake!

When Zhang Defu and his son heard this, they were overjoyed and rushed into the house, and Mei Yixuan also followed behind and walked in.

Lamei looked at her husband and children who were crying and laughing, and the corners of her eyes moistened again, but soon her eyes fell on Mei Yixuan, and she asked weakly: "Is this ······ Whose son-in-law?"

Zhang Xiaoyue said quickly: "Mother, this is Zhao ······ who treated you Childe, Doctor Zhao!" There was envy and reverence in her tone that she didn't even know.

Lamei thought that she was almost dead, but thanks to Mei Yixuan's action, she came back to life, so she bowed her head slightly and said vaguely: "Thank you······ Thanks!"

Mei Yixuan sat on the small stool in front of the bed, took her pulse carefully, and found that the pulse was much better than before, knowing that this was all the credit of Cistanche, she couldn't help but sigh at the powerful magic of space medicine.

"Fortunately, it's basically stabilized. Recuperate, don't get angry, don't get tired, take your medicine on time, and eat some light meals. Mei Yixuan finished taking the pulse and said carefully.

The medicine works, the patient cooperates, and there must be an environment for recuperation.

Mrs. Zhang didn't look like a fuel-efficient lamp, so she made a special explanation.

"Yes, yes, yes! Zhao Gongzi can rest assured that Zhang will arrange it properly. Zhang Defu naturally understood what Mei Yixuan meant, and solemnly promised.

There were several brothers and two of them, the mother came to Jiaozhou with her, and the eldest brother's family is now in the capital. If it really doesn't work, let my mother go back to the capital to the eldest brother, anyway, there are many merchants from the south to the north, and they can go by land and water.

He also suffers from the tension between his mother and his wife, and he doesn't know why his mother just doesn't look down on his weak, kind, and filial wife. But his mother would rather follow him to find trouble with his wife than stay in the capital, which made him very incomprehensible.

Now I can't take care of it, my wife's body is important. If he had known that his wife's condition was so serious, he would have sent his mother away a long time ago.

Zhang Xiaoyue said: "Dad, you greet Mrs. and eldest brother, I won't go to the inner courtyard on an errand, I want to take care of my mother at home!"

"Okay, good, daddy promises you!" Zhang Defu looked at his sensible daughter and said with a relieved face.

When Mei Yixuan came out of Zhang's house with Feifeng, the Zhang family, except for the patient Lamei and Mrs. Zhang, sent them all away, and they kept waving their hands gratefully.

The neighbors in the courtyard of the Zhang family were waiting at the door to listen to the letter, and some even prepared the yellow paper for worship.

No one has any illusions about Mei Yixuan, a stinky little boy, even the women who have a good relationship with Lamei know in their hearts that Zhang Defu is just to get by with his conscience, so he rushed to the doctor when he was sick, and everyone went to the family to receive it.

Those doctors can say that Lamei is enough to choke through noon, and she will be ready to breathe before noon.

However, when I saw the posture of the Zhang family sending the doctor, not only was it not sad, but it seemed that it was quite happy, could it be that it was saved? I couldn't die? So, the crowd rushed to the Zhang family, and they kept asking questions.

"Hey, Uncle Zhang, is his aunt's illness cured? Where did you invite the doctor?

"It doesn't look like you're very old, don't you be a disciple of a divine doctor?"

"yes, yes, it's a god!"

"Defu, is Xiao Mengniang really okay?" Uncle Chen also came over and asked in disbelief.

He heard that Dr. Cai muttering a few words, saying that Xiao Mengniang was terminally ill and could not be saved, how could she be saved?

Zhang Defu took his three children and coping with the neighbors' questions lightly, and did not reveal Mei Yixuan's situation, endured his impatience, and said euphemistically: "I'm sorry, Xiao Mengniang is afraid of noise, and I will invite everyone to come over when I get better another day." ”

After speaking, he closed the courtyard door unceremoniously.

But even so, the news that Lamei, who was diagnosed with an incurable disease by Dr. Cai, who is very famous in the city and will not survive past noon, was cured by a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy still spread far and wide, and it became a big news in the city before it got dark.

People are privately speculating about who this young man is? How can he have such a high level of medical skills? Even if he started learning from his mother's womb, he has only been studying for more than ten years, and those old doctors from medical families and family studies are still alive? Isn't this a slap in the face?

Especially Cai Boxiang, who asserted that Lamei could not survive past noon, still didn't believe it when he heard the handymen in the hospital talk about it. I can't be wrong with my pulse for more than 30 years, that is, I can't pass the noon pulse, how can I still be alive?

Therefore, he specially sent a handyman to Zhang's house secretly to inquire about the news, and when he learned that the patient was really alive, he immediately rushed to Zhang's house in the dark. When I really saw that the patient was still alive despite his frailty, I couldn't believe it, and I couldn't help but take my pulse again.