"It's hard to say." Dr. Zhang shook his head.

Everyone's wound healing ability is different, the same wound, some people can leave scars, some people will not leave scars, who can say for sure.

But Niu Cuihua didn't care about this, she just wanted Dr. Zhang's letter, and she was anxious when she heard Dr. Zhang say this.

"You're a doctor, how can you say for sure?"

As a doctor, Dr. Zhang is most tired of others saying this kind of thing, he is a doctor, not a god, and even the imperial doctor in the palace is not accurate for any disease, let alone him.

"I have some wound medicine here that can help the wound heal, pay attention to some hygiene on weekdays, so as not to get infected the wound, as for whether it will leave a scar, it depends on her own recovery." Dr. Zhang didn't talk to Niu Cuihua either, he took a box of medicine directly from the medicine box and handed it to Niu Cuihua.

Niu Cuihua hurriedly took it, and saw that Dr. Zhang's face was a little pale, and she didn't dare to entangle anymore, after all, Dr. Zhang's medical skills were recognized even by the doctors sitting in the town hall, if Dr. Zhang didn't have a good way, that is, the results would be the same when he went to the town.

"Hey, okay." Niu Cuihua had no choice but to respond, and then asked, "Doctor Zhang, what do you think of the consultation fee and medicine fee?" ”

"The consultation fee is free, but this ointment is made of good medicinal materials, and it is not cheap, so you can give me 200 yuan."

Doctor Zhang is also easy to speak, he usually makes most of the materials for the ointment is picked up in the mountains, he has a big yard of his own, and he is used to grow medicinal materials on weekdays, the cost of medicine is much lower than the medical hall in the town, and the medicine sold to the villagers on weekdays is cheaper than the town, and he can also earn some money, so he only sometimes collects a little symbolic fee, sometimes he simply does not collect it, and when he meets a poor family, he sometimes sticks people's medicinal materials, and it is because of this that the Zhang family will be very respected by the villagers in Niujia Village.

It is convenient for them to see a doctor now, and it is much cheaper than in the town, and everyone is really worried that one of them will be angry with the Zhang family if they don't pay attention, so they have to be careful to hold it.

"Hey! I'm going to get you the money. Although Niu Cuihua felt that this ointment was so expensive, she also knew that Dr. Zhang was a person, selling medicine would only be cheap, and she would not charge more money, and for the sake of Dani's face, Niu Cuihua had to grit her teeth to get money for others.

She hurriedly took the candle back to the room to look for money, Niu Cuihua and his wife's money was hidden by her behind the only wardrobe in the room, as long as the cabinet was not moved, the money bag could not be seen, and when she turned out the money bag, she felt that the weight did not seem to be right.

Before she and Erzhu were taken away, there were two whole coins in the money bag, that is, two thousand yuan, which she had saved with great difficulty in the past few years.

Niu Cuihua would take out these coins from time to time and count them on weekdays, so she was very clear about the weight of these copper coins, but when she first took them out, she only felt that the weight of this money bag was much lighter.

She hurriedly opened the money bag, and at a glance she could see that the money inside had been moved, and the money that she had always worn with a rope seemed to be a lot less than the other one, at least three or four hundred wen!

"Who the hell stole my money!" Niu Cuihua suddenly shouted, and even the people in the courtyard heard it clearly.

When Niu Erzhu heard Niu Cuihua shouting that the money had been stolen, his heart suddenly burst into his heart and he hurriedly ran to the room.

"What's going on?" Niu Erzhu asked before he even stepped into the room.

"Her father, we have less money, three or four hundred dollars less!" Niu Cuihua said anxiously.

"Three or four hundred?" Niu Erzhu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

He knew that there were a total of 2,000 wen money at home, and if a foreign thief came to steal the money, he would find the money bag, and it would be impossible to take only three or four hundred wen, so he guessed in his heart that the money might have been taken by his own children.