Chapter 8: You Master, I Haven't Lost a Fight Yet!

Sang Luo hurriedly spoke comfortingly.

"Old man Yang, this is not a plague, it's just a contagious wind chill. Don't worry, your son will be fine after taking a few doses of medicine. ”

Old Man Yang is the oldest among them, and he is also a poor person.

Three sons were born, and in the early years there was a famine, and the younger son starved to death.

At the beginning of the year, the eldest son went to the border with King Jing to defend against the enemy, but before they came back, their family was imprisoned, and the eldest daughter-in-law died in prison.

During the exile, the second son contracted another epidemic, and it is not known whether he lived or died.

The successive blows made him look haggard and desperate, like a plant that had lost its moisture, withered into a ball.

At this time, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy ran out and stared at Sang Luo and questioned.

"How many doses of medicine will it be better? Suffering from the same disease on the same day, why does your son get better after taking medicine? Is the medicine you gave us the same? ”

Sang Luo was stunned for a moment, and suddenly several more people stood up and questioned.

"Yes! Why is your son good and my mother not? Is it the same medicine? ”

"Mrs. Lu, how can you do this? Your son's life is his life, but my son's life is not? ”

"It's all you, told the official to concentrate on the patient, and now my daughter-in-law doesn't know whether she is alive or dead! Do you still have white flour to eat, and meat to eat? What about us? You are exchanging the lives of our relatives for you to eat, drink and live! ”

A man with an indignant look on his face.

Lu Shiyu clenched his fists and stood up suddenly: "What are you talking nonsense?" ”

Sang Luo listened to it for a long time, and he understood that they were unbalanced in their hearts, and they were looking for her to vent their emotions!

Or they also want to give her a psychological hint that it is her fault that people are not good, make her feel guilty and then compensate them from another place.

The original owner is kind-hearted and soft-natured, and it is easy to compromise in case of trouble, but she is not the original owner.

Sang Luo looked calm, sneered, and asked rhetorically: "Are you questioning me?" It means that I took the medicine for you with an old face for nothing, and I took the wrong one? ”

"We want to give money, but you don't want it." Di Baotian's voice weakened a little.

Sang Luo chuckled, "Okay, take fifty wen for one pill, give the money!" ”

"If you haven't been cured, why should you give money!" Di Baotian raised his voice again, "Now I don't know if my daughter-in-law is alive or dead, it's not bad if I don't settle accounts with you!" ”

Lu Shiyu's eyes widened angrily, he endured it for a long time, stepped forward and kicked the ground to the ground, bent down and grabbed the placket on his chest.

"It was you who knelt on the ground and begged for medicine at the beginning, but now you are the one who says that the medicine is ineffective and asks my mother to settle accounts. Look at my mother's good heart, is she soft and easy to bully? I'll tell you, you master, I haven't lost a fight yet. If you dare to be so vexatious again, I will abolish you! Anyway, it's normal for a few people to die on the way to exile! ”

Everyone consciously took a step back, they were all family members of King Jing's subordinates, and they still knew each other more or less.

The little son of the Lu family has always been the child king of their alley, and he has a wild temperament, which is really not easy to mess with.

Young people are just impulsive! But Sang Luo is very pleased, this child cares for his mother! Not bad!

"Third child, no!" Lu Qinghe hurriedly went over to pull away his younger brother and said to everyone.

"Everyone is a like-minded outcast, do you still have to fight among yourself? With this strength, it is better to deal with Zhang Daqiang and Li Xiaoshu. They were the ones who withheld everyone's food, they were the ones who made everyone get sick in the rain, and they were the ones who beat everyone all over their bodies. ”

Lu Qinghe exhaled heavily.

"What did my mother do wrong? Is it because she was kind enough to give you the medicine? Just because she wants to borrow the hand of the government, so that the infected people will not be imprisoned, can they be treated by the government? She was able to eat and live well because she helped the government solve the people's riots, what were you all doing at that time? Who are you to stand here and speak ill of my mother? ”

The eldest son of the Lu family has always been gentle and elegant, and has a very good temper. Even in prison, he maintained the gentleness of a literati, and now even he is angry.

They did go too far.

Everyone didn't dare to speak anymore, and Old Man Yang stood up.

"Mrs. Lu, don't be angry. It's me who didn't teach my grandson well, so that he can talk nonsense without holding his mouth shut. Xiaobao apologized to Mrs. Lu. ”

Old Man Yang pulled the thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy and sent it to Sang Luo.

Xiaobao bowed to Sang Luo and said, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Lu." I just didn't mean that, I just wanted to know if the medicine was the same? No, I mean to say...... Does that medicine work for everyone? ”

Sang Luo saw that he was in a hurry to explain, but he couldn't express it clearly, so he couldn't help laughing.

Thinking about it, he was just worried about his father's condition, and he spoke in a hurry, not paying attention to his words. But it was used as a gun by a few ill-intentioned people next to me.

Kids! Forgive him, of course!

"Everyone's physique is different, some people are weak, some people are strong. Strong people are not easy to get sick, and even if they do, they will heal faster than ordinary people. Do you understand? ”

Xiaobao nodded as if he didn't understand: "Oh! But my father was still hot when he was taken away, and Weaver didn't have a fever after taking the medicine. ”

"Is your dad still injured?" Sang Luo couldn't remember which people were injured and sick.

Xiaobao nodded: "Yes!" Originally, my father was beaten in prison, and his injuries were not healed, so he moved slower than others. On the way, Zhang Daqiang whipped him again, and today he punched and kicked him, and my father vomited blood. ”

"Vomiting blood?"

Sang Luo's face became heavy, and he was infected with the flu and vomited blood.

Old Man Yang's second son is afraid that it will be difficult to survive this time. With so many patients, the officials did not have the energy to take extra care of them.

Old Man Yang hurriedly asked, "Mrs. Lu, is my son ...... Everything points to disaster? ”

"Old man Yang, there is a doctor at the treatment point! Take care of yourself. After Sang Luo finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Passing by Zhang Daqiang and Li Xiaoshu's room. Zhang Daqiang's cry of pain came from inside.

"Ugh, aw! It hurts me to death! The woman surnamed Sang taught a broken method, and the more she ate, the more painful it became. I couldn't straighten my waist, and I couldn't stand on my legs. ”

"My eyes hurt so much! It seems to have a real long needle eye. That stinky bitch's mouth is so poisonous! Li Xiaoshu looked in the mirror, and a red pimple was swollen in the upper eyelids of both eyes.

Outside the house, Sang Luo smiled slightly, in a very happy mood!

As she expected, Zhang Daqiang had eaten Huangzi soup with super high purine content, and he would have an attack of gout.

He also brought on himself what the pain became.

As for Li Xiaoshu's long needle eye, she can only say that it is really a coincidence.

Maybe the bacteria on the postman's rag got into his eyes.

But...... Deserve!

The next day, she had just had breakfast with her little grandson, and Shen Tunan came.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his face was anxious and tired.

"Lord Shen, is there something wrong with being so anxious?" Sang Luo said and stretched out his hand to signal Shen Tunan to sit down and speak.