Chapter 401: Eye Disease
Zhang Bao'er stood up and said to Zhao Langzhen: "My words are clear, where to go Zhao Zhutou, you can weigh it yourself, you can come to me if you think about it!" ā
"Farewell!" Zhang Bao'er bowed his hand to Zhao Langzhen, then turned around and walked out of the prison hall. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"I'm gone, too! Zhao catches the head! Rollin said hello and hurried away.
The prison hall suddenly became quiet, only the lights on the table flickered back and forth, and Zhao Langzhen's face was uncertain, like a sculpture sitting there motionless.
After a long time, Zhao Langzhen sighed, picked up the wine glass and poured the wine into his stomach.
On the way back, Rollin was still in a dream.
Zhang Baoer said to Zhao Langzhen just now, although he couldn't understand all of it, but he could still understand most of it. Luo Lin knew in his heart that what Zhang Baoer said was indeed a good strategy to destroy bandits. But he couldn't understand why Zhang Baoer was willing to be his deputy if he was so capable.
Seeing that he was almost at Zhang Bao'er's residence, Luo Lin couldn't help but ask: "Zhang Gongzi, didn't you go to the prison to confirm whether Chen Zhengye is a shadowless thief?" Why did he only talk to Zhao Zhutou about the extermination of the bandits, but he didn't say a word about Chen Zhengye? ā
Zhang Bao'er stopped, looked at Luo Lin and said, "There is Zhao Zhutou here, do you still need me to verify?" ā
"But ......"
Zhang Bao'er then walked forward again, and threw a confident sentence to Luo Lin behind him: "Don't worry, Zhao Zhutou will definitely agree!" ā
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In the small courtyard of Nanguan, Qucheng County, an old lady in her sixties and seventies was sitting on a small horse and basking in the sun.
The courtyard gate opened, and several people entered the courtyard.
When the old lady heard someone coming in, she asked, "Who is it?" ā
When the old lady asked, she did not turn her head, as if she was blind.
One of the leaders said: "Grandma, my name is Zhang Bao'er, I am the catcher of the county government, and I am also a friend of Zhao Zhutou!" ā
"Oh, it's Zhen'er's colleague, please sit in the room!" The old lady stood up and said.
"No need!" Zhang Bao'er hurriedly said: "Grandma, Zhao Zhu quickly asked me to find a good Langzhong for you, I also brought the person, let Langzhong show you the eye disease!" ā
After that, Zhang Baoer said to a person beside him: "Song Langzhong, it's up to you!" ā
Song Langzhong nodded and walked towards the old lady.
The old lady listened to Zhang Bao'er's words, and hurriedly waved her hand and said: "I have been suffering from this eye disease for many years, and Zhen'er has spent a lot of money and has not looked good, don't bother, otherwise you will have to spend money in vain!" ā
Zhang Baoer said: "It doesn't cost much, grandma, you see that everyone has brought, let Lang Zhong take a look!" ā
"Thank you then!" The old lady sighed.
Song Langzhong looked at the old lady's eyes, and called her pulse again, and also knew her eye disease.
"Grandma, have you ever taken medicine before?" Song Langzhong asked.
The old lady said: "I've taken a lot of medicine, but it's not good, the medicine I took first was the medicine prescribed by Wu Langzhong in the county!" ā
The Wu Langzhong in the old lady's mouth is Wu De, and no one else in Qucheng County dares to prescribe medicine except him.
"Grandma, can you bring Wu Langzhong's prescription and let me take a look?"
"You wait, I'll get it for you!" So the old lady went into the house.
Zhang Baoer asked, "How is it, are you sure?" ā
Song Langzhong nodded: "Almost!" ā
The old lady brought the prescription to Song Langzhong, who took it and glanced at it a few times, then shook his head.
Song Langzhong said to the old lady: "Grandma, your eye disease is called Bai Ping, it can be cured, I will prescribe you a few medicines again, and I will send it to you later, you always decoction on time, or your eyes will be able to see it in a few days!" ā
"Is this true?" There seemed to be some sparkle in the old lady's cloudy eyes.
"It's true!"
"Thank you, thank you!" The old lady said with tears in her eyes.
Coming out of Zhao Langzhen's house, Zhang Bao'er was thinking about something as he walked, he suddenly stopped and asked Luo Lin: "Luo Zhu, what has Zheng County Ling been doing in the past two days?" ā
"Zheng County Ling has been staying in the inner house for the past few days, not only does he not do anything, but he doesn't even show his face!"
"What's going on?" Zhang Baoer asked strangely.
"It is said that Zheng Countyling's only son has a strange disease, and he invited Wu De to be busy with the disease, where can he have the heart to do business?"
Zhang Bao'er rolled her eyes and said to Song Langzhong: "Good things have been delivered to the door, this is a good opportunity for you to get a medical card, how about it, go and take a look?" ā
Song Langzhong knew what Zhang Bao'er was thinking, he nodded and said, "Take a look!" ā
Zhang Bao'er said to Luo Lin: "Let's go, let's go to meet Zheng County!" ā
When he arrived at the door of the county office, Luo Lin said to the concierge: "Please inform the county magistrate, Zhang Gongzi asks to see you!" ā
The porter obviously knew Luo Lin, he glanced at Luo Lin, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, Luo Zhu, my lord has commanded, and no one will see him!" ā
Luo Lin was anxious when he heard this, and he hurriedly said: "Zhang Gongzi invited someone, and specially gave the little son of the county magistrate to see a doctor!" ā
"I'm sorry!" The porter had a businesslike expression: "No one can enter without the orders of the county magistrate." ā
Seeing that Luo Lin was still arguing, Zhang Baoer patted him on the shoulder and motioned for himself to come and talk to the porter.
Luo Lin retreated to the side, and Zhang Bao'er said to the concierge: "This eldest brother, my surname is Zhang, my name is Zhang Bao'er, I am an old friend of the county commander, and I made a special trip to see the little son of the county commander." If you cure the illness of the little boy, isn't it also a great achievement for you? I'd like to let you know! ā
As he spoke, a silver ingot crept into the porter's hand.
As soon as the porter weighed it, he knew that the amount of silver was not light, so he immediately put on a smiling face and said, "What this son said makes sense, I'll go and report it to you!" ā
Watching the porter turn around and enter the inner house, Rollin was disdainful.
Zhang Baoer knew his heart, so he just smiled.
Zheng Muye's only son has been relatively weak since he was a child, and he unfortunately fell from a tree when he was eight or nine years old. Although it didn't hurt its muscles and bones, it didn't leave any disabilities. But since then he has become yellow-faced, sick, and listless. Recently, his son couldn't even eat, and seeing his son getting thinner and weaker day by day, Zheng Muye was very anxious.
Wu De is feeding medicine to the little boy lying on the bed, and Wu De, who has been practicing medicine for so many years, is at a loss for the little boy's illness.
Zheng Muye asked irritably, "What is going on?" ā
"Brother-in-law, don't worry, it won't be long before you take my medicine and you'll be fine!" Wu De comforted Zheng Muye.
"Fuck your shit!" Zheng Muye suddenly yelled: "Don't worry, can I rest assured?" It's been a long time, and it's not getting any better! Tell me, can it be cured? ā