Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Pavilion of Wings

In a thatched hut on the outskirts of Kyoto, there is a husband and wife living in it for many years, and today, the wife gave birth in October, but when she was about to give birth, she was bleeding and had a difficult birth.

This house was originally surrounded by four walls, and the husband finally invited a stable woman to come, but the stable woman looked at it, but shook her head.

"The mother was too weak during pregnancy, and now she has no strength, and now she is bleeding heavily and has dystocia, which is very likely to kill two corpses."

The husband was so frightened that he immediately knelt down, and looked at his wife, who was still wailing weakly, and his lips turned blue.

Child, child, what to do, even if the child is gone, but the adult must be saved!

The husband hurriedly rubbed next to Wen Po:

"Is there any way? Anything goes, as much money as you want. ”

Wen Po looked around for a while and said.

"How much silver is enough? Do you have that money? If you weren't pregnant, you couldn't even eat enough, and you wouldn't be able to give birth now? Even if you invite Lang Zhong to come, the consultation fee and medicine money are not something you can afford. ”

The husband's painful facial features were twisted, and Wen Po's words undoubtedly gave him a few hard slaps, and he couldn't even guarantee the food and clothing of his pregnant wife, what qualifications did he have to let his wife have children? What kind of man is he?

If his wife dies, he will not have the face to live anymore.

The husband looked at his wife, who was lying on the thatched mat, bleeding constantly, and suddenly felt very sorry for her, sorry for the child who had not been born until now.

If he let them go like this, he would not be at ease if he went to the underworld by himself, and he would not have the face to see his wife and children.

The husband gritted his teeth, stood up, and said to the mother-in-law:

"You! Go and invite Lang Zhong to come! Take the best medicine, I can definitely afford it! Go! Immediately! ”

Wen Po saw him gritting his teeth, and his youth burst out, which was really terrifying, but after thinking about it, although this man was poor on weekdays, he still had a backbone, and he had never been like everyone else, stealing and robbing, nor was he cheated and deceived.

Since he said so, let's believe him once, it's two lives.

Wen Po's years of experience let her know how dangerous this mother is, although the blood is not flowing quickly, but if she doesn't find a way to stop it, the mother will definitely die.

So Wen Po also hired a carriage at her own expense, and quickly went to invite a closer Lang Zhong family.

When he returned, Lang Zhong saw that the carriage was gradually moving towards the place where the poor man lived, so he asked the stable woman which family he was healing.

Wen Po refused to say it at first, afraid of saying it directly, Lang Zhong refused to go, and then Lang Zhong said that if she didn't say it, he immediately got out of the car and went back, and Wen Po told Lang Zhong which family it was.

Although Lang Zhong's face changed when he heard this, he didn't get out of the car and leave, but just muttered a few words in front of Wen Po.

"In that place, I can't support myself, what kind of children do I have, isn't this a scourge to myself and a curse to my children, so that people can work hard to cast this baby for something."

After a while, he said.

"Can he afford it, I'm not a charity, I still have a family to support."

Wen Po patted her knee.

"Alas, you know that family, honest duty, since he said that he would give money, there must be a way, he won't lie to you, besides, it's not human life, he won't come to beg me in a low voice."

Lang Zhong sighed.

"Yes, if it weren't for his good reputation on weekdays, who would go, if it was the ruffian who lived near his house, I wouldn't be too lazy to go and dirty my medicine box."

"Yes, don't worry."

While talking, the carriage arrived, and the two of them hurriedly got out of the car, the husband knelt beside the bed, wiping his wife's sweat, and the woman was already only inlet but not out.

Lang Zhong hurriedly went up to take the pulse and applied the needle, so that the woman could take a breath, and quickly stop the bleeding, and then asked the woman not to use force first.

Then Lang Zhong turned around, slowly took out a green dragon ginseng from the medicine box, looked at the man and said.

"This thing is something I got with great difficulty, and the price is naturally scary, if this participation continues, at least your woman's life will be saved."

"What about the kids? What about the kids? ”

When he heard that his wife could be saved, the boy put half of the stone in his heart down, and then quickly thought about the child.

"The child's situation depends on the prognosis, but this green dragon ginseng is a little inferior to the family in the city, so you should also consider it, can you use it?"

"Use it! How much silver? ”

Lang Zhong asked Wen Po to decoct the medicine, and at the same time stretched out his fingers and made a gesture of eight.

"Eight taels of silver, you can give, you can give."

The man nodded.

Na Langzhong sneered, and his beard was blown up.

"Eight taels? What are you dreaming of, this is not a cabbage, eighty taels! There is no less, it still depends on your poverty, which gives you a face. ”

The man listened, although he was a little depressed, but he also agreed.

"I'll give it to you tomorrow, where is your medical center?"

"Tomorrow!?"

Hearing this, Lang Zhongke was a little sensitive, how many poor people he had seen, who had seen a doctor here, owed money, and it was also a set of rhetoric for tomorrow and tomorrow, prognosis, if you want to get money from them, it is even more difficult than ascending to the sky.

"If you can't take it out today, how can you take it tomorrow?"

The man looked at his wife, who had finally improved a little, and began to pant again, and hurriedly said.

"If I don't give you the money tomorrow, you find someone to chop me up!"

Lang Zhong has heard many people say that this is "tomorrow", but he said that he couldn't get the money and let people chop it up, and the man was the first.

Lang Zhong sighed.

"Okay, Wen Po, boil this ginseng into ginseng soup, is the hemostatic medicine ready? Feed it right away. ”

After feeding the medicine back and forth like this, tossing for about two hours, the woman finally gave birth to the child.

Seeing that his wife and children were safe and sound, instead of as he expected, the man immediately knelt down towards Lang Zhong and kowtowed a few times.

Lang Zhong and Wen Po hurriedly helped people up.

"Your wife has just given birth, watch her go, you don't have to kowtow to me, remember to send me the silver to the Ziyang Medical Center before sunset tomorrow."

Saying that, Lang Zhong prescribed a few more flavors of medicine to the woman, and then led the box away.

Wen Po stayed, did some post-break matters, instructed the rules of confinement for the mother, and the nutritional supplements that should be provided, and asked the man to take good care of it, and left.

Only then do men have free time to see their wives and children.

The child was a boy, and the man was both happy and relieved, not because he was patriarchal, but because he had heard.

His daughter was born to love and be rich, and he didn't have the ability to give his daughter a good life, and he didn't let the girl suffer when she was born, he was relieved.

No matter what, it is normal for a boy from a poor family to suffer a little.

He glanced at the child a few times, and immediately fed his wife nourishing medicine, and after a quarter of an hour, the woman woke up quietly.

Although the woman was in unbearable pain at that time, she could hear the words of the man and Lang Zhong Wenpo.

"You, where are you going to find eighty taels? Well? You were chopped up, can my child and I still live? Me and my child, what will we eat in the future? Or will the child die here before he grows up? ”

Faced with a series of questions from his wife, the man just told him to rest, and by tomorrow, all the problems she was worried about would be solved.

The man put his wife to sleep, then locked the door and went out, heading for the Yiran Pavilion.

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