After receiving the news that their two sons had fallen into the water, the Bai family and his wife returned in a hurry that night.

Seeing that their two sons were still alive, the hearts of the two of them were suspended all the way, and they both sighed at the benefits of accumulating virtue and doing good.

Although it is still inevitable that something will happen, at least life is still there.

They're all used to it.

Mr. Bai has a single name of "Qian", and opened a medical hall in the town, called "Baijia Medical Hall", with a big pomp and fame, and invited many doctors to come out to sit in the court, and countless patients came to ask for help.

All major and minor illnesses are treated, without exception, the consultation fee of poor families can be exempted, and only part of the cost of medicinal materials is charged.

In order to show his sincerity, he also personally asked for a pulse on weekdays, prescribed medicine and wrote prescriptions, and Mrs. Bai was on the side to assist, grasp the medicine and ink, and take care of the patients very handy, without pretending to others.

Master Bai naturally asked the two sons for their pulses one by one, and after checking them, they found that the younger son was unharmed. It's just that my body is a little weak and a little frightened.

He breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it would be good to prescribe a few pairs of tonic and comfort words.

But he didn't know that his youngest son had already walked away again before the ghost gate closed today.

The eldest son's situation was far worse than he had imagined.

He actually poked out the "seven strange veins" in him, the pulse was sparse and narrow, the pulse was uneven, scattered and disorderly, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, but the blood and qi were about to fall off, and the disease was dying.

Old Man Bai looked solemn.

His own Erlang still looks good, his spirit is also good, and he doesn't forget to care about Saburo, he knows very well that this is only temporary.

Thinking that this pulse is also a "dead pulse", it reflects the symptoms of dirty qi and depletion of veins.

Every day after that, he will burn his life.

In the end, he ran out of oil and died.

Master Bai's heart was shocked, and he only felt that his head was flickering.

How so?

Erlang's illness needs a full supply of medicinal materials every day, and there is no shortage of precious medicinal materials, some of which are rare and specially sent by the younger son.

When he asked where he came from, the youngest son only said that he was looking for it in the mountains, and he couldn't restrain it and didn't want to restrain it, so he left it to him.

The medicines that Jiro took were all prescriptions written by him to deal with the symptoms, and he instructed the kitchen to decoction on time every day, although it could not cure the root cause, but it could be postponed.

But now that he hasn't been home for more than a month, Jiro's illness has deteriorated dramatically.

It shouldn't be this way.

Is there an evil servant in the house?

Outrageous.

But in an instant, Master Bai dispelled this idea and shook his dizzy head.

Sure enough, he was dizzy.

Most of the servants of the Bai family are loyal servants left by the older generation, and they are sincere to the Bai family, and the little maids on duty are the children of these people, honest and reliable, and they are all good children.

The people in charge of decocting the medicine for Erlang were all personally designated by him, and with Changshan personally supervising it, the possibility of the medicinal materials being exchanged was very small.

Turning to Erlang's temperament, unless......

Thinking of that possibility, his face darkened

Sure enough, as expected by Master Bai, Bai Erlang suddenly had a high fever that night and talked nonsense, fell into a coma, and finally evolved into more gas and less air intake.

The couple was suddenly in a hurry, pricking the needle, decoction of the decoction, and after a little better, everything went according to order, and they had no time to take care of their youngest son.

So, Bai Saburo was sent back to his yard by the little maid that night.

Bai Saburo knew that his current medical strength was lacking, and he was not as good as his father, and staying was just a mess, so he left very obediently.

From a very young age, he knew that his presence would only cause trouble.

He had faced the threat of death more than once, and that terrifying cold had long been engraved in his bones.

But he wasn't afraid.

Death was just another relief for him, but for his loved ones, it would be endless suffering.

He also wants to live well, and he has complained about God's injustice, why do you treat him so harshly?

But when he looked back and saw the second brother who was riddled with evil diseases, and saw his father and mother who were tired and tired for their brothers, he didn't complain.

My mother said that cause and effect are reincarnated, and good people have their own good rewards.

He can't just complain, he has to learn to accept.

Maybe it's really because he did too many sins in his previous life and owed countless causes and effects, so God punished him like this in this life.

He swears here, he has accepted this punishment, and he will be a good doctor in the future, save the dead and help the wounded, accumulate virtue and do good, and he should be atoning for his sins in his previous life!

Bai Erlang secretly decided.

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No wonder Master Bai can become a well-known miracle doctor, in terms of strength, it is still very strong, Bai Erlang subsided his fever that night, and fell asleep after calming down.

Mrs. Bai sat in front of the bed and looked at her son, who had finally slept peacefully, resting her head on her husband's shoulder, covering her mouth and sobbing quietly, making a "whine" sound similar to that of a kitten.

The more I cried, the more sad I became, and the piercing emotions hit my heart suddenly, and I was about to spread out.

In the end, she couldn't control it anymore and ran out of the house, and finally ran to the gate of the courtyard, slumped on the ground along the courtyard gate, covered her face with her hands and cried loudly.

Crying with despair, despair with sorrow.

What did she do in her last life, and she had to be retributed like this in this life? Retribution should come upon her, why let her son bear it?

Ah Qiu, her hard-working child.

Old Man Bai sat quietly in front of the bed, looking at his eldest son with a complicated expression.

His wife broke down and left him and did not go to comfort him, because he knew that sooner or later there would be a day, and it was fate.

As the head of the family, he can't mess with himself, even if the Bai family falls, he can't fall.

Without Ah Qi, they still have Ah Shu.

Master Bai sat quietly in Bai Erlang's room all night, and when he left the door the next day, his sideburns were already faintly white.

So all the subordinates in the white house were talking in private: Erlang was going to die of illness, the old man was so sad that his hair turned gray overnight, and his wife was crying so much that both eyes were almost blind.

Chuanyun was still lying on the table in the house, she "had a house" to live in, and it was the same everywhere, so she didn't bother to move her nest.

Bai Erlang's body looked very weak when he was picked up by the little guy last night, but he didn't close his eyes to rest, but lay flat on the bed with his eyes open, staring straight at the mosquito net above.

He watched all night, his eyes open and glazed.

I don't know what I'm thinking.

Especially this morning, he suddenly heard the discussion of the maids, saying that Bai Erlang was going to die of illness, and he sat up suddenly.

He lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, when suddenly he seemed to think of something, and the action of getting out of bed stopped, then he lowered his head and sneered, and put his feet back on the bed.

He calmly bent over and pulled the quilt over his chest, and then fell straight down again.

Looking at the mosquito net again, I was stunned.

There was movement on the other side of the bed, but Chuan Yun ignored it, shrunk in the shell and let him die.

Anyway, she was already full, and she secretly transferred a few pieces into a small space while the maid took away the pastries, so that she couldn't be hungry for the time being.

She was still a little angry, and the little unlucky man sometimes seemed quite smart, but she didn't expect to have such a stupid idea.

This Bai Jia Erlang himself is congenitally deficient, how can the disease brought by his mother get better because of his death?

She can save him the first time, but she won't save him a second time.

Now it's normal for Bai Erlang to die of illness.

Chuan Yun's heart did not fluctuate at all, because in her opinion, Bai Erlang was just a stranger.

Even the little unlucky guy was only a slightly familiar stranger to her.