Over there, Yang Ruolan was dumbfounded.

She ran to Yang with a pale face and squatted down.

She shook Yang vigorously while crying and asking for help from the people around her.

"Kind-hearted people, please save my mother......"

The crowd mostly watched indifferently.

Two men wanted to step forward and take a hand, but they were screwed hard by the woman he was with.

"Dead ghost, what are you doing blindly? Is it to take a fancy to the half-old or her coquettish girl? Go home and kneel on the washboard! ”

The man was dragged by the woman's ears.

Yang Ruolan squatted on the ground, covering her face, crying and sobbing.

The shopkeeper of the medical hall, that is, the old man, can't stand it anymore.

He sighed and walked over to the crowd and pinched Yang's human acupoint hard.

Yang snorted, jumped up from the ground, and looked for Yang Ruoqing's figure in the crowd with red eyes.

Stopped by the manager of the medical hall.

"You guys are good, you have to make trouble, go outside on the street to make trouble, Yihechun still has to do business!"

The Yang family didn't care about the shopkeeper, and was still looking for it there.

Yang Ruolan stood up and grabbed Yang's arm: "Mother, I want to go back, you take me back!" ”

Yang Shi looked at Yang Ruolan, who was full of tears and seemed to faint at any time, and closed his eyes in pain.

Before leaving, she glanced at Yang Ruoqing.

Yang gritted his teeth and said: "Dead fat girl, I don't finish this matter with you, you wait for me!" ”

Yang Ruoqing shrugged her shoulders: "Cure your daughter's dirty disease first, and then come and make trouble with me!" ”

Yang was so angry that he fell backwards.

The mother and daughter fled in embarrassment amid everyone's fingers.

In the lobby, the crowd watching the excitement gradually dispersed.

Yang Ruoqing withdrew her gaze and pouted: "Fighting with my aunt and grandmother?" Look for trouble! ”

Luo Fengtang also frowned, and persuaded her: "That kind of person, there is no morality, Qing'er, you don't need to be angry with them." ”

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Well, I treat them as a fart, and if you let them go, they will be gone!" ”

Luo Fengtang: "......"

"Tang Yanzi, let's go too!" Yang Ruoqing proposed.

Luo Fengtang asked, "Didn't you just say that you were going to sell the musk?" ”

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "Just find out the price, you don't necessarily have to sell this medical hall." ”

was stirred up by Yang's mother and daughter, she was also a little tired, and her interest in doing business with Yihechun was greatly reduced.

Luo Fengtang nodded: "Well, then sell it next time, let's go!" ”

The two of them were just about to leave, when a carriage came galloping from there and stopped sharply in front of the Jardine Spring Gate.

The guy who was driving the car picked up a six- or seven-year-old boy from the carriage and ran in with a roar towards Yihechun.

Behind him, a maid supported a well-dressed but dusty woman, and stumbled in.

"Doctor, quick, save my son-in-law!"

The man entered the door, looked around the hall, and then hurried towards the old man over there.

The old man was grabbing the medicine with him, and when he saw the situation, he hurriedly walked out from behind the counter.

"Hug it up here."

He then led the man and the unconscious boy into a consultation room on the left.

"What's the situation with the little boy?"

The old man asked as he took the child's pulse and rolled his eyelids.

Then the woman who was with her also came.

Hearing the old man's question, the woman said with a white face: "We came from the county seat, and halfway through, my son said that he was panicked and depressed. I told the guy to hurry up and get to the town to rest. Before he reached the entrance of the town, he said that he had angina, and he would be unconscious after a while......"

When the woman had finished speaking, she wiped her tears with a handkerchief and sobbed, and her face was clouded with sorrow.

The maid on the side was also full of anxiety, "Doctor, please save my little son......"

When the old man heard this, he tore open the placket of the little boy's shirt and caressed his heart.

A pair of gray brows are furrowed tighter and tighter.

Immediately, he withdrew his hand and instructed one of the medical hall guys, "Quick, go to the backyard and cook a bowl of reassuring soup." ”

The infirmary guy turned and left.

Here, the woman anxiously asked the old man, "Doctor, how is my son?" ”

"Judging from Ling Gongzi's symptoms, this heart disease seems to have been around for some years, and it is not easy to completely eradicate it, so it has to be suppressed by pills for a long time. This trip must have been touched by the tiring carriage bumps on the road. ”

The woman nodded, and her voice was choked with a hint of choking: "My son is weak and weak, and this heart disease is brought out of the mother's womb!" Before I learned to eat, I was already drinking medicine......"

"Madam, don't cry, the little boy is auspicious, he will be fine."

The maid whispered persuasion, and handed the woman a silk handkerchief to wipe away her tears.

The woman wiped away a few handfuls of tears and asked the old man, "Doctor, when will my son wake up?" ”

"After drinking the reassuring soup, I should wake up. But—"

Before the woman could let go, her heart was tightened.

"But what?" She asked in a trembling voice, "Doctor, please tell me bluntly!" ”

Before the old man could tell him, in the backyard, the guy from the medical hall brought a bowl of medicinal juice.

"The reassuring soup is here!"

The old man took the soup, and the woman and the maid helped the little boy to sit up from behind.

The child's face was as pale as paper, but the corners of his lips were dark and blue, and his eyes were closed.

The old man's spoon fed him a reassuring soup, and the corners of his lips were tightly closed.

I forcibly pried open his mouth and poured the liquid in, but the yellow-brown liquid overflowed from the corner of his mouth in an instant.

"Why can't you pour it in? How good is that? ”

Seeing that the medicine in the bowl was about to bottom out, and the child still hadn't drunk half a drop into his stomach, the woman cried out in a hurry.

The old man frowned, put down the bowl and stood up.

"Look at this situation, it's not good!"

When the woman heard this, her face turned white.

His legs were so weak that he almost slipped to the ground, but fortunately the maid held on.

"Doctor, you must save my son! Please! ”

She wanted to kneel down to the old man and be held by the old man.

"Madame, listen to me."

"This reassuring soup is just an expedient measure, which can make Ling Gongzi breathe a sigh of relief. Judging from the current situation, Ling Gongzi is very sick this time, and the reassuring soup is useless, and the only way at the moment is to let him take the symptomatic pill, otherwise the longer the time, his life will be worried! ”

He then asked, "What kind of medicine does Ling Gongzi take at home on weekdays to suppress it?" ”

The woman thought for a moment.

"Musk heart pills."

She continued: "The shopkeeper of the county medicine store and my lord are world friends, and the pills are all prepared by him!" ”

The old man nodded: "Then you have to eat the musk heart pill to suppress it." ”

When she heard this, the woman wept even more.

"We have been out for three days this time, and his condition is still stable, so I didn't bring musk pills on my body! How's that going now? ”

The old man sighed, looking helpless.

The woman thought of something, and begged busily, "Doctor, why don't you help us with some musk pills?" Please! ”