The clinic for the treatment of trauma was in the innermost grid, and Song Ercai took his son in, and saw a gray-haired old man sitting at the table, fiddling with some small knives and needles in his hands.

The old man turned his head and frowned when he saw Song Tian walking in front.

Song Tian saw him like this, and his heart lifted.

In fact, before he entered the door, he was a little panicked in his heart, for no other reason, he was always afraid that his face would not be better, and he would live up to everyone's expectations.

Song Tian sat down nervously, and the old man saw the child's nervousness, and smiled deliberately: "Where do you want to see the injury?" ”

Song Tian pointed to the scar on his face, and Song Ercai arched his hand and said, "The burns left by the dog when he was more than a year old, I wonder if Mr. can remove it?" ”

The old man beckoned Song Tian to go to the consultation table, squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully for a while, and said: "It's hard to say whether it can be recovered, I have to try it first to see if his physique can accept it." ”

"How?"

Hearing that there was a glimmer of opportunity, Song Er was excited.

Lao Langzhong pulled Song Tian's face and looked at it: "I have to cut off his red skin and uneven flesh, let it grow again, if his physique is not adaptable, the effect is not great, if it is still successful, it can be slowly recovered." ”

"Of course, it's a long process, and even if it can be recovered, it will leave a mark."

Lao Langzhong let go of the little young face that had been pinched red, and asked, "Do you want to give it a try?" ”

Song Ercai asked his son to sit down, and asked again, "I don't know the specific operation method of Mr.?" ”

"Today I can cut a small piece of red skin for him, if the subsequent recovery is under control, and when the previous wound is healed, I can continue to cut the skin next time, little by little, this process will take about a year. Of course, this is a case where his physique can adapt, if he can't adapt, even if he is cut, it doesn't make much sense, and it may cause inflammation and worsen the wound. ”

"That's it." Song Ercai thought for a while and asked, "Since I don't live in Fucheng, can I recover at home after every skin cut, and then come to see Mr. after recovery." ”

There are so many people who come out to see patients in the hospital every day, and the old man nodded and said, "It's okay, as long as I say the dressing." However, the first wound recovery needs to come to me every three days to observe, and the time is about half a month. ”

Song Ercai nodded, took the prescription prescribed by the old doctor, and asked Wang Daniu outside to pay for the medicine.

Song Ercai, the old man's skin cutting and rebirth method, had never been exposed to it before, and he definitely had to give it a try, and when everything was agreed, he felt that he should ask his son's opinion.

"Brother Tian, this matter ......"

"Dad, I'm willing to give it a try."

From that little guy's mouth, Song Tian got that this is already the best medical hall in Fucheng, if this place doesn't cure his injuries, it is difficult to find a miracle doctor and go to Beijing.

The method of cutting the skin is nothing more than a little pain, and he is willing to try it.

Seeing that the little boy gritted his teeth and looked like he was at home, he smiled and went outside to call two apprentices in.

Song Ercai was soon invited out, he stood at the door and stomped back and forth, thinking that his son was suffering from skin cutting at this time, and his heart felt sorry.

After a while, Wang Daniu came back with a few packets of medicine, and the two had just glanced at each other when they heard a scream coming from the consultation room.

The cry was miserable, but fortunately it was only a moment.

However, Song Ercai's heart still hurt, remembering the discrimination and suffering suffered by his son over the years, and the resentment towards that incident soon surged again.

In fact, since he became a shopkeeper in the town, Song Ercai also made a special trip to the city to look for it without telling his family, and inquired about Song Tao's news, but there was no result.

Soon, the door of the consultation room opened, the two apprentices left, and Song Er stepped in quickly to see the situation.

Lao Langzhong is smearing medicine for Song Tian.

The son's originally fair face was already red at this time, sweat was breaking out on his forehead, frowning and baring his teeth, and he was still enduring the pain.

Because he didn't know if his physique was suitable for the first time, Lang Zhong only cut a red skin on the side of his bun, which was about the size of a fingernail, and the place was not big, but the pain in the face was particularly unbearable.

Lao Langzhong quickly wiped the medicine, and then explained that he should not get wet, and asked the father and son to come to the doctor again in three days.

Song Ercai helped his son out of the door and got into the car, and when the carriage curtain was lowered, He Wenyun, who was in the private room on the second floor, walked to the window, frowned and watched the car gradually move away.

After a while, a middle-aged man who looked like a steward walked over, bowed down and said: "Those two are a father and son, it is said that they came to see a doctor from other places, and the little baby has a burn on her face and has just been cut." ”

After the steward finished speaking, he quickly retreated.

He Wenyun thought for a while and beckoned to the guards behind him, "Go and check, where do the father and son come from and what does it have to do with Wanxing Embroidery Village." ”

To be able to appear in the private room on the second floor of Wanxing, I think it has a lot to do with it, after all, the two of them don't look like some rich and noble people, since they are not guests who buy goods, it can only be related to the Cao family.

Or is that person related to Wanxing's embroidery?

He Wenyun fell into deep thought.

When he was in Pingyang Hefu, although he had only met Song Ercai, he didn't care about it at that time, and Song Ercai bowed his head and bowed at that time, so he naturally ignored who was standing on the side of the road. After all, even the masters of the He family were in no mood to pay attention to it, so how could they pay attention to those subordinates who stood on the side of the road and saluted.

In this way, he is a complete stranger to Song Ercai.

Cao Mansion, Cao Lie was also listening to Zuo Bin's report in the study at this time.

Zuo Bin is Zuo Huai's younger brother, and his brother's slightly elegant face is different, Zuo Bin's skin is dark, and his facial features can only be said to be upright.

"That person is He Wenyun, the second son of the He family in Linjiang, he should have been in Fucheng for three or five days, and he lives in the house on the edge of South Street, he will come all the way, most of them for us."

Zuo Bin sat on the Taishi chair under Cao Lie, and after speaking, he picked up the tea cup on the table and drank several sips, it seemed that he should have come eagerly, and his breath was not yet stable.

"How much does he know about us?"

Cao Lie frowned, he didn't expect the people over there to come so quickly, but fortunately they had made preparations from the beginning.

"The waterway should have touched some doorways for them, but the situation of the cargo route must not be known."

Cao Lie nodded, if he knew the situation of the goods to the He family, he would naturally find it by touching the vine, and he would not stay here, let alone go up to the embroidery tower to watch.

"Don't worry about this matter for the time being, you take the goods and leave for Jiaozhou tomorrow, inform the second master of the situation here, and let him deal with it as originally planned."

The second master that Cao Lie said in his mouth was his younger brother Cao Yi.

Zuo Bin nodded and quickly retreated.

Cao Lie sat quietly in the study for a while, and was about to go out later, when the housekeeper came to report, Song Er came back, still waiting in the front hall, saying that he had something to ask.