Qin Sang is still the same, he will not let go of any opportunity to block Ji Antang and Luo Qianhuai, as long as he encounters an incurable disease, he will recommend Jing Langzhong of Ji Antang with a sincere face.

It's a pity that nine out of ten patients he can't cure have been rejuvenated by Luo Qianhuai's skillful hands, but he has held up the signboard of Ji'an Hall higher and higher.

Qin Sang was not without benefits in it, at least he had a good reputation for not being jealous of his abilities, but it made some of his peers who looked down on him before have changed.

The patient, an elderly man in his fifties, was carried here by his two sons with a door panel. When Luo Qianhuai went out, the door panel was already resting on the steps under the eaves, and Tan Fei was reasoning with his family members with two new pharmacies.

As soon as he saw Luo Qianhuai come out, Tan Fei seemed to have found the backbone of the heart, and immediately greeted him, and said with an angry face: "Master, this Renxintang is too bullying, and other patients are just that, today this one has only one breath left, and he can't accept it if he changes to any medicine hall, but Qin Langzhong boasted to the patient's family that you will definitely be able to cure it."

Luo Qianhuai had already seen the patient's family members, his two sons and daughter-in-law, all wearing linen robes, although there were no patches, but they were obviously washed and faded, obviously the family was not good.

While she was engrossed, she suddenly heard a "plop" sound, and the patient's two sons knelt down straight in front of her, first knocking three times, and then one of them spoke:

"Jing Langzhong, Qin Langzhong said, in the entire Changlingyi, only you can save us Ah Weng - his old man pulled us up and married a bride, and he hasn't enjoyed any blessings yet, please raise your noble hand and save him!"

The patient's two sons knelt on the ground, and the two daughters-in-law in the back listened to what you said to me, but they were embarrassed: "But Cao Langzhong of the Renxin Hall clearly said"

The surrounding words fell into Mo Feng's ears and turned into countless small and hard hailstones, which smashed into his heart one by one.

They are all people who are begging for a living outside, Mo Feng doesn't know what those Lang Zhong are worried about, and he really can't guarantee that if Ah Weng really dies in the pharmacy, he and Ah Di will not be angry.

The son wants to raise but does not wait. Mo Feng is unwilling, he is really unwilling!

"Hey, I remember the last time I went to see the doctor, a Hu Shang who was hit by a stone was carried over, and I heard that it was also recommended by Cao Langzhong from Renxintang. At that time, I still thought that Cao Langzhong was really a sincere person, but now it doesn't seem to be the same thing! ”

"What did you do about it in the past? I waited hard all morning, and when I saw that I was about to get in line, I was delayed by this old man again. Therefore, this person has his own life, don't force it, or not only will you not be able to change anything, but you will also be hated by others! ”

"Mrs. Duan's words are a little mean, let's be quiet, let's see how Mrs. Jing acts, right?"

"Hey, who doesn't want to die on the bed at home, not to mention the sins carried everywhere, once you close your eyes outside, can you be a daughter-in-law?"

He is the eldest brother, and the younger brother next to him is also waiting for his decision. It's just that there is still an unwillingness in the bottom of his heart, which makes him hot-headed and believes Cao Langzhong's nonsense.

"Huh, I'm mean? I came out to line up this morning, didn't I just prescribe some ointment for my aunt to apply to my legs? A lot of things in the family are still left there waiting to be done, and most of the aunts will blame me if they go back late, who will I blame when the time comes? ”

"That's right, no matter how good Jinglang's traditional Chinese medicine skills are, he is not an immortal, this person's life has reached the point where the king of Hades asks for his life, you just don't want to leave, aren't you deliberately blocking someone's Ji'an Hall?"

His carpentry skills have long been mastered, and after years of hard work, he finally managed to build a carpentry workshop. Just after the national funeral, the furniture orders brought by the wedding that had been suppressed for a year sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and even a new workshop like them, which had no reputation, took over a lot.

But no matter how unwilling I am, I can't help it. In the past, he was too persistent to listen to anyone's advice, and insisted on taking Ah Weng around for consultation, but no medicine hall dared to admit him.

He sighed and looked at Jing Langzhong, who was squatting across the door panel and never said a word.

But Ji Antang has never cared about the patient's family background, and Tan Fei is not a person who dislikes the poor and loves the rich. Today, he blocked the patient from entering, on the one hand, to see that the patient was about to die, and on the other hand, he didn't want Qin Sang's trick to succeed.

Seeing that he could take Ah Weng to live a good life, but on the contrary, his old man's body began to deteriorate, and in just a few days, he had reached the point of incurability.

Ah Weng couldn't even open his eyes, and even when he woke up occasionally, he couldn't say a word. Perhaps, as everyone said, it is the way of filial piety to carry Ah Weng back quickly and let him die of old age.

"What Cao Langzhong says is what? If he had this ability, wouldn't he have said that your uncle would live? ”

When he spoke, the patients who were still waiting behind him also reacted, and there was a lot of discussion for a while, and some people came over to persuade the family: "The old man should be over fifty years old, and seeing that his son is getting married, even if he closes his eyes, it can be regarded as a joy and mourning, so let's go back and arrange the funeral affairs quickly." ”

He stretched out his blurred teary eyes and looked at the appearance of Ah Weng beside him: his whole body was swollen, his exposed hands and face were swollen and shiny, and his abdomen was even more swollen like a bulge, almost invisible ups and downs. The breathing was weak, but the frequency was quite rapid, and the extremely low phlegm sound sounded from the throat from time to time, and the whole person was filled with a kind of withered and rotten smell peculiar to dying people.

The spring cold is steep, and the steps under his knees are as cold as ice, completely extinguishing the little wings left in Mo Feng's heart.

"Haha, you're still young, I don't know the grievances between Renxintang and the older generation of Ji'antang. I think that Cao Langzhong's father and Liu Laolangzhong of Ji'an Hall have been compared for a lifetime, and they can't compare until they die, I wanted to rely on my son to vent for myself, but unfortunately now the gap between the two medicine halls is getting bigger and bigger! ”

Luo Qianhuai frowned, and was about to speak, but Tan Fei rushed forward first: "Didn't you come here on purpose to find trouble?" I have just said repeatedly, medicine does not kill the disease, you Ah Weng is already a god and cannot be saved, hurry home before people are breathless, don't be tired of our reputation of Ji'an Hall, let alone delay other patients to see a doctor! ”

Luo Qianhuai made a blank face, and did not answer Tan Fei, but squatted in front of the patient and began to check the pulse.

She had finished her pulse at this time, her face was solemn and she couldn't see the clue, and she was holding a strangely shaped object and pressing it on Ah Weng's chest.

At one end was a small round discus, with two pipes attached to it, all the way to Jing Langzhong's ears.

"Forget it." Mo Feng supported the ground with his hands, slowly stood up, and said to Ah Di beside him: "Carry Ah Weng, let's go home!" ”