Zhao Langzhong is an idle person, he has been in good health, and he is a little anxious to find a shop after not seeing star fruit for a long time.

When he came over today, he asked her, "Did you take what you told you last time?" It's been so long and you can't find the shop? ”

Carambola blushed a little, and the cost of opening a shop is not small, especially the pharmacy has to advance money to buy a table and a medicine cabinet, and it has to buy medicine. Counting bits and pieces, without one or two hundred taels of silver, there is no way to spread the stall.

But Ye's full count can only get eight taels of silver, just such a little money, how can star fruit be embarrassed to find a shop?

"Do you have other plans?" Lieutenant Zhao Lang poured a bowl of cooked tea and put it in front of the star fruit, glanced at her and asked: "If there is really a better place to go, I won't keep you, don't be embarrassed to speak." ”

"Nope!" Carambola pushed the teacup embarrassedly, and said embarrassedly: "My family has no money, so I can only get a few taels of silver." ”

She was so embarrassed that her ears were red, but Zhao Langzhong was stunned for a moment, but he smiled heartily: "Just for this, why didn't you say it earlier?" ”

As he spoke, Zhao Langzhong got up and went to the bedroom, and soon took a silver ticket and put it in front of the star fruit: "You take it first to pick the shop, and the ordinary medicine cabinets, consultation tables, tables and chairs are also prepared first." Once you've got that done, let's go and look at the herb box and silver needles and other tools. ”

Carambola looked at the one hundred taels of silver tickets in front of her, blushing and embarrassed to take it: "The partnership that opened the shop, where can you let you make money alone?" ”

"I'm out alone? You've got a lot to think about! ”

Zhao Langzhong took a sip of the teacup, then looked at the carambola's eyes seriously and said, "When the shop opens, you will pay me back three taels of silver every month, and you will pay off the half of the silver you should pay." ”

"So, when the time comes, you have to make a good living and use your housekeeping skills to heal people. If I can't make any money, I'll have to go to your house to ask for a debt. ”

Carambola looked at Zhao Langzhong speechless, Zhao Langzhong had already picked up the silver and stuffed it into her arms: "Take the silver and go to work, I've been idle for so long, I'm about to have a problem." ”

"What if you lose? What should we do if our shop can't make money? "Zhao Langzhong's house was raided, and most of his wealth was swept away. Now these are all the things he bothered to hide before, and if he loses them again, he will even put the coffin book in.

"If you lose, you will give me a pension, so much silver is lent to you, do you think you don't have to pay back a loss?"

He deliberately made a serious and fierce appearance, and he couldn't refute the star fruit.

"Hurry up and do something, it makes people have a toothache!"

Zhao Langzhong pushed the star fruit and walked out, very impatient to see her appearance.

As soon as the door was opened, a little boy rushed in, and when he saw Zhao Langzhong's 'bang', he knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged: "Save Zhao Langzhong's life, please save my mother, please." ”

He held up the five copper plates in his hand and cried over and over again: "That's all there is to the family, and when you sell the money, you must pay off all the medical money." ”

Carambola reached out to help the child, but the boy refused to get up: "Please, please save your life......"

"You get up first!" Zhao Langzhong grabbed the boy's arm and pulled the person up from the ground: "What are your symptoms, tell me." ”

While the two of them were talking, Carambola quickly went back to the house to get the medicine box, and when he came again, Zhao Langzhong's face changed: "The situation is urgent, we have to hurry over." ”

When the group arrived, a woman was lying on the edge of the bed vomiting blood, and when she saw the little boy coming in, she looked at the child with disgust. She wanted to say something, but another mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth.

The star fruit went to check the pulse, and the hand was shocked when it pressed on the pulse: "Tuberculosis? ”

I looked at her neck again, and sure enough, I found a huge bulge. As soon as she reached out and touched it, the woman cried out in pain: "Hemorrhatoma! ”

Star fruit cautiously checked it many times, and after making sure that she was not mistaken, she frowned and asked the child, "Where is your father?" Some things have to be decided by the adults in your family. ”

"I don't have a father!" There was sadness in the little boy's eyes: "I don't have any clansmen, relatives. Tell me something, I can do it Lord. ”

The boy looked only seven or eight years old, and the star fruit looked at him a little embarrassed.

She turned her head to look at her master, her eyes full of anticipation: "She has to cut off the blood tumor for such symptoms, and then use acupuncture to suppress the cough with medicine." But this blood tumor is next to a large blood vessel, the risk is high, and her body is weak. Master, do you think there is any other way? ”

Zhao Langzhong looked at the symptoms, listened to the pulse of the star fruit again, and finally shook his head helplessly: "The hematoma is too big, and now it has pressed the large blood vessels, if it is not removed, the blood vessels will break at any time." Besides, this hematoma absorbs too much nutrients, and if it grows longer, it will hollow out the bottom of the body. ”

"Do you have to cut it now? There is no other way? ”

Zhao Langzhong shook his head helplessly.

The little boy also heard it clearly, and he asked the star fruit: "Is it dangerous to cut that blood tumor?" ”

Star fruit nodded: "It's too close to the big blood vessels, and we don't have hemostatic drugs that can produce immediate results." And your aunt is weak, I'm afraid she won't be able to stand it......"

In the middle of speaking, the woman vomited several more mouthfuls of blood.

The little boy went to pat her on the back, and it took a long time before he asked the star fruit: "What if you don't cut it?" How long can it be delayed? ”

"It's not more than half a month!" With her blood-vomiting posture, it is a miracle that she can drag on for three days!

"What if my mother survives this time? Can tuberculosis be cured? ”

"It can't be cured, but if you can take good care of it and treat it carefully, it shouldn't be a problem to live another forty or fifty years."

The little boy gritted his teeth: "Then cut!" ”

"Have you figured it out?" Carambola looked at the little boy's eyes seriously, and after waiting for a long time before she changed her mind, Carambola emphasized again: "Your aunt's current situation, if you use the knife, you may not be able to survive." ”

"Didn't you say that if you don't cut it, it will last for another half a month at most? That being the case, I bet! He knelt beside his mother's bed, looked at his mother, who didn't even have the strength to speak, and said, "Mother, you must hold on, you can't do without a mother." ”

Zhao Langzhong secretly pulled the sleeve of the star fruit, shook his head and said in a low voice: "I see enough, let him find another master, we can't go up and cause a lawsuit." ”

"Such a serious illness, his family has no money, let's go, she can really only wait for death......"

The little boy sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly knelt at the feet of the star fruit, hugged her calves and cried and begged. Carambola couldn't bear it, and only said ugly words in front: "I'm only 30% sure that I'll cure her, are you sure you want me to try?" If something happens......"

"If something happens, it will be my mother's life, no wonder the female Bodhisattva."

"Okay, I'll save it!"

The star fruit was boiled with hemp, and after the knife was roasted on fire, it was repeatedly rubbed with spirits. When everything was ready, she became nervous, her heart was pounding, and her hands were trembling.

She majored in acupuncture and medicinal herbs, and had little research on surgery, let alone on real people.

"Master!" She looked at Zhao Langzhong for help, hoping that he would take over the work in hand.

But Zhao Langzhong, who was playing on the side, shook his head: "I have only seen this method in medical books, and I swore a long time ago that I would never diagnose and treat people's pulses again." ”

There was no way out of the star fruit, so I had to bite the bullet. She intently recalled the meridian diagram of the human body, and tried to move the knife cautiously.

She successfully avoided the large blood vessels, and successfully avoided the main meridians, seeing that the hematoma was about to separate, but the tip of the knife touched the small blood vessels, and a large amount of blood gushed out.

The star fruit stabbed a needle on the acupoint to stop the bleeding, but before the bleeding stopped, the woman's qi hung down.

"Cut two slices of old ginseng and let her hold it, quickly." As long as this breath is passed, as long as it lasts for another quarter of an hour, the woman's life will be saved.

But in such a dilapidated home, where can there be ginseng?

The little boy looked at Zhao Langzhong pleadingly, but Zhao Langzhong had no choice: "At this juncture, where can I get old ginseng?" Looking at her scene, the mountain ginseng under the thirty years is not easy to use, and the whole Liang County that has been longer in this year can't find a few. ”

Zhao Langzhong was helpless, and cut two pieces of old party ginseng to make up the number, but it didn't work, and the bleeding just stopped over there, and the people here went.

The little boy threw himself on his mother and cried bitterly, muttering vigorously: "How do I live, how can I live if you go......"

Carambola's hands were covered with blood, and her face and body trembled when she looked at this scene. She wanted to persuade the boy to say a few words, but her lips trembled so much that she didn't say a word after a long time.

Zhao Langzhong's face was also white, he patted the star fruit on the shoulder and comforted her: "Don't think about it, you have done your best." Doctors can't cure diseases, you should be able to understand this......"

Star fruit still looked at the shriveled woman in a daze, and the child who was crying so hard that she almost fainted.

If you can save it, it will take a quarter of an hour to save it! If she has half a ginseng that is more than 30 years old, she only needs half a root, and she doesn't have to die......

The child is a casual person, and the star fruit has not been arranged for others. Seeing the deceased lying there covered in filth, Zhao Langzhong had no choice but to use the silver to ask the neighbors for help.

As soon as the old people who had passed through the incident came, they opened up the aftermath. But when they saw the carambola with blood on their hands and then looked at the huge wound on the woman's neck, everyone's expressions became subtle.

"This is, killed someone?" And he who could not keep his mouth shut began to speak.

"I look like it!" The man looked at the bloody knife on the table, and then glanced at the blood-stained star fruit on his body, and his body stiffened for three points.

Zhao Langzhong was afraid of trouble, so he quickly pointed to the blood tumor on the deceased's body to show everyone, and carefully explained the reason for the knife.

Everyone said yes again and again, but they were skeptical in their hearts: after living for such a long time, they have never seen anyone who uses a knife to cure a disease.

The little boy still has a conscience, even if he is sad, he helps explain the whole story, and then kowtows to the star fruit with a grateful face: "I don't blame you for my mother's affairs, you are a female bodhisattva, and you dare not forget my family's kindness for the rest of your life." ”

The expressions on everyone's faces became more subtle.

For several days, star fruit knelt in front of the woman's coffin as a filial son. When she was buried, she hadn't recovered yet.

The little boy was lonely, so the star fruit decided to take the little boy by his side: "You can follow me in the future, as long as I have a breath, I will never let you go hungry." ”

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