Chapter 62 Childe, my grandfather is very sick

"If you don't want to die, hurry up and get out of my way and follow me to my master."

After speaking, Zhang Yang kicked Wangcai and walked in the direction of Huirentang.

Wangcai followed behind in vain, and was so frightened by Zhang Yang just now that the small tent couldn't hold up.

Wang Langzhong relaxed again because of Zhang Yang's return of the money, and closed the door before dark, when he heard someone knocking on the door and walked out impatiently.

"Who?"

"I, Zhang Yang, Master is in a hurry."

Zhang Yang slapped the door panel and shouted loudly.

It's okay that Zhang Yang didn't shout, but shouting like this scared Wang Langzhong a lot.

"Zhang Yang, I told you, this recipe is only theoretical, it's none of my business if something happens, you agreed at the time, and now that something has happened, you come to me again, do you still talk?"

Wang Langzhong wanted to cry without tears, this guy forced himself to make a prescription, and repeatedly promised that he would take care of it himself if something happened, and it had only been half a day, and this guy had an accident and ran back to find himself, so it's too unreasonable, right?

"Master, it's not what you think, it's Wangcai's illness, and he opened the door in a slip way, and I set it on fire if I didn't open the door."

Wang Lang's beard trembled, but he had no choice but to open the door for Zhang Yang.

When he opened the door, Wang Langzhong looked out, it was very dark and he couldn't see anything, and before he could see what was wrong with Wangcai, Zhang Yang had already pushed the door in.

"Master, don't be sluggish, I'll help you hold the lamp, you hurry up and show Wangcai."

After speaking, Zhang Yang was familiar with the past, and lit the oil lamp.

As the lights in the room turned on, Wang Langzhong looked at Wangcai, his face was pale, and he was sweating profusely, which was really a bit of a feeling of running out of oil and running out.

Seeing Wang Langzhong shaking his head, Wangcai was really frightened, and he knelt down for Wang Langzhong.

"Doctor Wang, please, save me, I'm only sixteen years old, I don't want to die, I still have to be saved, I can really be saved, you can try."

Wang Langzhong was stunned for a moment and pointed to the chair next to him.

"You can't die, go and sit first."

When he heard that he couldn't die, Wangcai was overjoyed, and he was already tired, so he hurried over and sat down.

Seeing that Wangcai was sitting down, Wang Langzhong pulled Zhang Yang aside.

"Zhang Yang, what's going on? You're okay, something happened to him? ”

In Wang Langzhong's opinion, since he went to Fireworks Willow Lane, it was natural for Zhang Yang to go with Wangcai.

"Master, what do you think of me? I'm a clean person, how could I go to that kind of place? ”

Wang Langzhong pursed his lips and ran to Tingyin Pavilion all day long, do you also have the face to say such things?

However, Tingyin Pavilion is a place to sell songs, and I have heard of Wang Langzhong who sells his art or not his body.

"Well, what the hell is going on, you can tell me."

Zhang Yang didn't hide it, and told him how he gave Wangcai money and how Wangcai got in.

"Actually, I just wanted to see how it went, who knew it would turn out like this?"

Wang Langzhong glared at Zhang Yang fiercely.

"I told you again and again to take it step by step, why didn't you listen? Fortunately, the old bustard of the Piaoxiang Pavilion is an understanding person, otherwise Wangcai would not really be dead? What are you asking me to say about you? ”

Zhang Yang looked at Wangcai sitting on the chair, his crotch propped up again, and he coughed dryly.

"Master, didn't I look at it at first without effect? So add a little more, you can see what he looks like now, don't die in your pharmacy. ”

As soon as he heard the mention of death, Wangcai knelt down for Wang Langzhong again.

"Doctor Wang, you are a master, our second little grandfather is crazy, you can cure it, I just went to play, why don't you die?"

Wang Langzhong looked at Wangcai who was kneeling on the ground and sighed.

"Originally, he looked very bad and thought there were other reasons in it, if it was just you scaring him, it would be no big deal, I will prescribe a prescription for you, you let Wangcai go back and drink more water, and it will be good to sleep and rest for a few days, don't worry."

Hearing that it was not tight, Wangcai breathed a sigh of relief again, and his hanging heart fell back to its original place.

Because it was uncomfortable to see Wangcai, and Wang Langzhong's things here were ready-made, Zhang Yang simply stayed and planned to drink medicine for Wangcai and then go back, so as not to have any moths on the road.

Wang Langzhong was reluctant to let Zhang Yang stay, but Zhang Yang's concerns made him feel that Zhang Yang was not as bad as he imagined, so the two let Wangcai stay there to rest, and Zhang Yang followed Wang Langzhong to start boiling medicine.

Seeing Zhang Yang boiling medicine seriously, Wang Langzhong felt that Zhang Yang was not as heartless as the legend said, after all, a family member was injured, although it was said that it was because of Zhang Yang, but he personally boiled medicine for Wangcai, which is not something that ordinary masters can do.

Zhang Yang didn't think about this at this time, since Wangcai was fine, then he had to think about how to mass-produce this medicine, after all, in this era, this thing must be selling well.

Zhang Yangzheng was thinking about it while watching the fire, and a dirty little girl broke into the medicine hall, the little girl was about ten years old, with yellow muscles and yellow muscles, and her eyes flashed with fear and strength.

These two expressions should not be soft together, but Zhang Yang always felt that she had both emotions in her eyes.

"What for?"

Wangcai's tone was not good, and the moment he saw the little girl, his eyes burst with the light of desire.

Zhang Yang saw Wangcai's unproductive appearance, and couldn't help but reprimand.

"I'll boil medicine for you there, you bastard is very comfortable, and go and watch the fire numbly."

Seeing Wangcai standing up with a chair, his steps were vain, but his eyes lingered on the little girl's face, and he kicked Wangcai to the ground with one kick regardless of Wangcai's body.

Wangcai was kicked down, but he didn't dare to reply, and hurriedly ran to the soup pot where the medicine was boiling and looked at the fire, but his eyes were still looking back.

Zhang Yang also knew that this guy was still in the state of being in the state of the sperm worm at this time, so he simply didn't bother to pay attention to him and looked at the little girl at the door.

"Little girl, is there anything wrong with you?"

The little girl's eyes were full of panic, and she unconsciously took a step back, took a deep breath, and seemed to gather courage, and after a few seconds, the little girl spoke.

"Childe, my grandfather is very sick, you ...... Can you give me some medicine? Grandpa can't die, and if we die, we won't be able to go home. ”

Zhang Yang looked at the little girl in front of him curiously, this tone didn't look like a girl from a poor family, and looking at the attitude just now, it was obvious that she had been trained by her family.

Of course, the ancient training certainly did not have such a wide range of meanings as it does now, there is only one meaning, that is, to teach some complicated etiquette and the like, and although the little girl in front of her is dirty and clothed, these expressions and demeanors all reveal her true identity.