It's all about it.

Yes, it's useful, but Shen Qingci doesn't know, what has changed in her bag of gold and silver beads this time?

When Yan Long walked to a dilapidated yard, there were houses made of grass outside, and even the grass inside was barren, and before he went in, he could hear a person's violent coughing inside, one after another, almost tearing his heart.

"Master, I'm back."

Yan Long walked in, and also closed the dilapidated door, so that the wind would blow in again.

"You're here," the man inside was lying in a pile of tattered cotton wool, this was his master, he was a beggar in the streets, if he hadn't picked him up, he would have been dead.

"How's it going, are you in the barracks?" The old man sat up, his whole body was full of dead air, and even his face was gray and bloodless.

"Yes, master, I have entered the army, and the general is very important to me."

"Well, good," the old man patted his apprentice on the shoulder, "Do it well, and follow the general well in the future, not for yourself, but also for others, you can have fewer people like us." ”

"I know, master," Yan Long touched his sleeve pocket, and he also had some ideas in his heart, the old man coughed a few more times, and after a while, he felt unrefreshed, and fell asleep when he lay down, but even if he was asleep, he could still hear his hissing cough.

Yan Long covered the old man with a shabby quilt, and then walked out, and when he came back again, he was followed by an old doctor with a medicine box.

The old doctor did not dislike the dirty smell of the old man's body, as a doctor, he was supposed to save people, besides, people, he was not saved in vain, and people also spent money.

"It's okay," the old doctor sighed, "you're looking for me, otherwise in another night or two, you might really have no way to recover." ”

Yan Long couldn't help pinching the small purse in his hand again, if someone hadn't given him this purse, he might have given him another ten days, and he might not be able to ask for a doctor.

The doctor gave the old man a few injections, and then fed him some medicine, and the old man no longer coughed, and his complexion was much better, and it was not as ugly as before.

"Do you want this bottle of medicine?"

The old doctor asked Yan Long, "This medicine is ten taels of silver, take it for three days, and then add other medicines, it will be very good, if you don't use this medicine, if you use ordinary medicine, it will take about half a month, you can choose by yourself." ”

Yan Long nodded, and he took out a small gold bead from the purse, "This, is it enough for medicine?" ”

"Enough," said the old man, stroking his beard, "with this golden bead I can cure him without leaving any root of the disease." ”

"Okay," Yan Long gave the gold beads to the old doctor, and he was guarding the master on the side, he had no relatives, only the master, and the master was his only concern in the world.

And Shen Qingci returned to the house, and began to prepare for her eldest sister's incense tasting party, she made more than a dozen colors of balsam, and all kinds of incense powder were also blended, so she didn't have time to play, and stayed in her own courtyard every day.

She had just been matched, and suddenly, she felt a pain in her chest, she covered her chest with her hand, and waited like this for a long time, and her little delicate brows were also tightly twisted.

"Looks like I'm really getting into trouble."