Zuo Shaoyang saw that he was thunderous for a prescription, and he was a little funny in his heart, and he had the heart to tell him some scriptures after the Tang Dynasty that he couldn't possibly know, but he was afraid that it would cause him more suspicions, and it would be difficult to lie when the time came, so he shut up and became a gourd.

Zuo Gui said a few words, and when he saw that Zuo Shaoyang didn't speak, he felt bored, so he returned to the table and didn't speak.

When it was almost noon, Liang took two cents and gave Zuo Shaoyang and asked him to buy a small bundle of firewood to come back and cook.

Zuo Shaoyang smiled bitterly with two pennies, and even had to buy firewood in small bundles, and the family was already so poor. He came to tile city with his hands in hand. This is where loose items are sold. Rows of firewood picks stood in the snow, and woodcutters squatted behind them, trembling and waiting for the buyer. When he saw someone approaching, he immediately looked at it with eager eyes, but he didn't dare to come forward to greet him. Watching the people walk away, his eyes darkened again.

Zuo Shaoyang asked a few casually, and the size of each pick was uncertain, with more than seven texts and fewer three texts. He only had two pennies in his hand, and seeing that it was not easy for the woodcutter to freeze, he did not bargain, and walked forward along this row of firewood, trying to find a smaller firewood to buy.

He walked past a handful of firewood, this firewood was very large and two bundles, and it was definitely one of the largest among these firewood picks, and they were all the thickness of a large cup, which reminded him of the dark-skinned woodcutter girl with a few freckles on the wings of her nose that he had crossed over, and the firewood that the little girl picked was so big.

He sighed, and was about to continue walking, when the tip of his nose suddenly smelled the familiar faint scent of grass, which was the fragrance of young grass only in spring, which could not be found in this tile city, there was only one possibility-the girl was near the left!

He shook his head and looked, and saw a small section of the skirt behind the tall firewood, revealing a small skirt corner, made of kudzu linen, embroidered with lace, which was the outfit of the girl who had seen it for the first time!

Zuo Shaoyang was happy, stretched out his hand and patted the firewood: "Girl! ”

The woman behind the firewood picker poked her head out, her skin was dark, her dark eyes were looking at him widely, and there were a few small freckles on both sides of her nose. Sure enough, it was the firewood girl.

"It's you!" Zuo Shaoyang said happily, "Are you here to sell firewood?" ”

The girl nodded. The cheeks were a little flushed, and I don't know if it was cold or shy.

"How much do you pay for this firewood?"

"Bawen."

This is the first time Zuo Shaoyang has heard this girl speak, her voice is soft, but it is very round, like two crystal clear pearls rolling down a jade plate.

"Bawen?" Zuo Shaoyang's hand in his sleeve pinched the poor two pennies, he really hoped that the two pennies would turn over and become four cents, and become eight cents, so that he could buy this firewood, so that this girl would not have to wait here for the cold.

The girl looked at him and saw that he didn't seem to want to buy it, and there was some disappointment in her eyes.

Zuo Shaoyang saw it, for fear that the girl would misunderstand, so he took out the two pennies in his hand and said, "I ......, hehe, I only have two pennies, and the money is not enough to buy your firewood." ”

The girl smiled slightly, as if to say that it was okay.

Zuo Shaoyang hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice: "I only buy two pennies, can you draw a few firewoods for me?" ”

The girl also smiled, nodded, quickly untied the rattan wrapped with firewood, pulled out the firewood, and put it together, Zuo Shaoyang saw that this small pile of firewood accounted for more than one-third of the whole firewood, and it should cost at least three pennies when it was spread, so he hurriedly said: "It's too much, I only need two pennies." The girl didn't seem to hear it, tied it with a small rattan and put it in front of Zuo Shaoyang. Reached out and took the two coins from Zuo Shaoyang's hand, and smiled at her.

"This ......, hehe, I'm so sorry, then thank you!" Zuo Shaoyang said, bending down to hold the firewood, the girl had already stepped forward, helped pick up the firewood on the ground, bent down to pick up the firewood, and gently put it on Zuo Shaoyang's shoulder.

Zuo Shaoyang was upside down, although it was only a small half, but it was still a little heavy, I really don't know how the girl picked up this whole handful of firewood, and how the petite body could bear it.

Zuo Shaoyang smiled at the girl and walked home with firewood. I rested twice before carrying the bundle home.

When Liang saw it, he said happily: "Ouch, Zhong'er is really good at buying things, such a big bundle of firewood, I'm afraid it won't cost three or four cents!" ”

Zuo Shaoyang also smiled, and the girl's big black eyes and shy smile appeared in front of him.

After lunch, there were still no patients, and until the evening, they were still staring wide-eyed. The family of three was a little desperate, so they couldn't pay the rent of 9,000 wen until the Chinese New Year's Eve.

In the evening, my sister Fennel came and brought a small bag of brown rice, saying that it was her husband's husband and their yamen sent a bucket to all the clerks and the three classes of yamen officials for the New Year, and each of them had a bucket, and a small bag was given to the parents. Zuo Shaoyang didn't expect that the ancient yamen would also give out benefits, and he sighed a little, although it was a little less, it was better than nothing.

Fennel first asked about Zuo Shaoyang's injury and learned that it was fine, but he was sick last night and had recovered, so he was relieved.

Fennel helped her mother into the house to cook, and Zuo Shaoyang and Zuo Gui were still waiting in the lobby. Zuo Shaoyang looked at his father's face becoming more and more depressed, knowing that he was worried about paying the rent in a few days. Zuo Shaoyang has been circling in his head all day, but he has no idea at all.

At that moment, I heard a whimpering cry in the distance, a familiar sound, as if I had heard it somewhere. The crying was getting closer and closer, and I saw that the pedestrians on the side of the road outside the gate avoided one after another, retreated to both sides of the road and pointed and discussed, and then, seven or eight people carried a thing wrapped in a quilt with the door panel, and slowly passed through the door, the crying sound was made by these people, Zuo Shaoyang remembered it as soon as he saw it, it was the group of people who were sent to treat the dystocia woman he saw in Huimin Hall last night, the quilt on the door panel was covered with a split, and he couldn't see what was below, but from the way those people were sad and crying, it was not difficult to imagine, The following should be the woman who had a difficult birth last night.

Is this mother dead?

Zuo Shaoyang's heart sank, and when he saw Zuo Gui walking to the door with his sleeves in his sleeves, he also walked out of the medicine cabinet and came to the door to take a look, only to see that the carrying door panel passed on the stone road, ticking and dripping blood, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and the presence of blood meant that the person was not dead!

He wanted to come forward to help with treatment, but he took two steps and stopped, he was not sure that he could cure this stillborn disease, the shopkeeper of Huimin Hall was a famous doctor in Beijing, and he had seen the prince and the prime minister, and even he couldn't cure him, can he be a fledgling person? Can people believe that they can be optimistic?

He watched the group of people go away, looked back at Zuo Gui and sighed, turned around and entered the house, and wanted to go back with him, but a thought flashed in his mind, he remembered a lot of prescriptions for treating stillborn dystocia, there will always be one that works, even if it can't be cured, it can't help but help, besides, even if it can't be cured, no matter how bad the consequences are, how bad can it be? If you don't seize this opportunity, I'm afraid that you can only wait for the Chinese New Year's Eve to be swept away!

Thinking of this, his brain was hot, and he said to Zuo Gui: "Dad, I'll take a look!" ”

Without waiting for Zuo Gui to say anything, he had already chased out the door with a gust of wind.

Those people had already gone far away at this moment, and he didn't dare to shout, so he chased straight out of the street, and then caught up, panting and stopping in front: "Everyone! This sister-in-law's dystocia, I know someone can cure it! ”

The group of people immediately stopped, and the old man and a young man were crying sadly, and when they heard this, they immediately stopped crying, but seeing that it was a young man, he was a little puzzled, and the old man asked, "What did you say?" ”

Zuo Shaoyang took a breath and said, "When you carried this sister-in-law with dystocia to Huimin Hall last night, I was also there at the time, knowing that the fetus in my sister-in-law's womb had died, but the stillbirth could not be born, endangering the mother's life, so I carried it to Huimin Hall for treatment." Now seeing you so sad and sad, I guess Huimin Tang can't be cured, right? - I know there is a man who can heal! ”

The old man and the young man glanced at each other, then looked back at the men and women behind them. An old woman behind him cried and said: "Ni Langzhong said that there is no cure, who can cure it!" ”