You act stupid and I act crazy, let's be ancestors together

"Humph, I don't know what's good or bad."

The young man saw the complicated emotions on Jiang Si's and the others' faces, a mixture of hesitation and suspicion, and couldn't help but curse.

"Anyone who wants to enter our medicine furnace and let Master treat them can line up from the door to Shangjing, and you are still not happy, humph!"

As the young man spoke, he carried a basket on his back, then picked up the basket that his master had thrown at his feet and walked very slowly step by step.

"Master, don't worry about these strangers. Let's go back quickly. It's going to rain soon."

The young man kept on talking, not noticing his master's face gradually darkening.

At this moment, everyone except the young man focused their attention on Jiang Si, waiting for him to make a decision.

The reason why Fan Tong’s teammates don’t look at their own boss is because they know that the boss is a henpecked husband and the decision-making power lies in the hands of his sister-in-law.

Jiang Si felt a little conflicted. She always felt that the old man had ulterior motives towards her.

But when she saw Zhou Xiaoyuan lying in coma, she softened her heart for once.

"Well, that's troublesome."

As soon as Jiang Si finished speaking, Xie Yuan and the others took action immediately and tidied up the carriage. Zhang Xiaoxi stepped forward and carried Zhou Xiaoyuan, who weighed more than 200 pounds, onto the carriage that had a big hole in it caused by her collision.

Because there was a hole in the side of the carriage, it actually saved her trouble.

The old man and the young man standing by were stunned at this moment.

This frail little girl who looked about 80 kilograms actually carried the unconscious fat girl by herself?

Her thin little body was not broken at all. What a miracle!

While the master and disciple were still in shock, Zhang Xiaoxi came over again, directly stripped off the backpack on the boy's body, and threw one of them onto the carriage very easily.

Just put it next to Zhou Xiaoyuan, just enough to block the hole.

"Old man, get in the car!"

Fan Tong lifted the curtain of the carriage they were riding in and politely invited the old man to get in.

The old man reluctantly moved his gaze away from Jiang Si's face, then nodded and smiled at Fan Tong and got into the car.

The young man also wanted to follow, but just as he stepped onto the ladder, a hand grabbed his collar and pulled him away.

"You, sit outside and show the way."

Jiang Si pushed him away and got into the car without even looking at the angry boy.

The young man looked at Jiang Si's back and couldn't help yelling, "Why are you so stingy? I just said a few words to you. Can't I give directions while I'm in the car?"

Jiang Si, who had just entered the car, poked her head out again and gave the boy the middle finger, "I'm just narrow-minded, what can you do about it?"

As soon as Jiang Si finished speaking, Fan Tong, Xie Yuan, Ye Zhiming and Zhang Xiaoxi all gathered around, all glaring at the young man.

Looking at these burly men, and that petite strong woman, the boy shrank his neck in fear.

Okay, okay, you are stingy and narrow-minded, but it’s great that you have a bunch of people protecting you, what else can I do?

"Hurry up, girl. Go that way. I'll show you the way." The old man in the carriage suddenly opened the curtain and said to Jiang Si.

When Fan Tong heard this, he understood and immediately winked at the boys.

How could they not understand? Ye Zhiming and Zhang Xiaoxi quickly jumped onto another carriage.

Before the young man could react, he saw two carriages rushing past him like a gust of wind.

"Master, I haven't gotten in the car yet!"

The young man stared at the carriage going away, his aggrieved words drowned in the rising dust.

The old man’s medicine house was indeed not far away. After walking through the woods for about a few hundred meters, the group saw a bustling small market ahead.

In fact, this is not really a small market. It’s just a small stall set up by a group of people, selling mostly food.

Next to the stall, there is a long queue that extends from the foot of the mountain to the large bamboo house halfway up the mountain.

As soon as Jiang Si and his companions' carriage appeared, it attracted the attention of a group of people at the foot of the mountain, especially those small vendors.

Looking at these two luxurious carriages, you can tell that the visitors are from a wealthy family.

The tea stall was owned by a young couple. When the proprietress saw them, she quickly wiped her hands with her apron, ran up quickly, and started talking to the noble young man in front of the carriage.

"Sir, you are here to see my husband for treatment, right?"

There were many people who traveled far and wide setting up stalls on the roadside. The proprietress could tell at a glance that this wealthy young man in orange clothes was no ordinary person, and she greeted him warmly.

"The rules of the stall are very strict. No matter who comes, they have to queue up. Look, it will take several days and nights to wait like this. Dear distinguished people, please come to my stall to rest after a long journey!"

Fan Tong looked at the proprietress who was greeting them warmly, but before he could say anything, he heard the old man's voice behind him.

"Xiaoju, Zhuzi and I went to collect herbs and we encountered one of them who was injured. I will take him to get him treated first. I'd like to trouble your husband to take care of their carriages and horses."

The tea stall owner was startled when she saw the man getting off the carriage, and was even more shocked when she heard what he said.

Everyone in their neighborhood knows that this old man has a strange temper, so anyone who wants to see him has to queue up in an orderly manner.

No matter you are seriously ill or suffering from a mild illness such as a cold, there are no exceptions.

Every few days someone died of illness in front of the medicine house, but this doctor never showed any kindness.

Although the tea stall owner named Xiaoju was confused, she quickly called her husband over to help lead the horse to the side.

Xiaoju's husband is an honest man. He wears a sweat towel around his neck and has a muscular body. His face is tanned from years of running a stall, and when he smiles, he shows a row of white teeth.

After Xiaoju gestured to her husband, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He first bowed to the husband, and then quietly looked at Jiang Si and others.

Then he took the reins from Fan Tong with a smile, patted his chest and smiled innocently.

"He wants you to rest assured that he will help take care of the carriage and horses."

Everyone immediately understood that Xiaoju's husband was deaf-mute.

"Don't worry, they are both good people. Dahai has agreed to help you look after the carriage and horses. First carry the girl up, and I will give her good treatment." The doctor smiled kindly and went to the carriage at the back to get his backpack.

Seeing this, Ye Zhiming rushed over and rushed to put the two backpacks on his back. With the big bags hanging in front and behind him, he still stood straight.

They are all good young people who grew up under the red flag. Respecting the elderly and loving the young, and helping the people are all ingrained in their education.

Of course, except for those women who pester him, they are the exception.

**The husband glanced at Ye Zhiming, said nothing, accepted his kindness, and then waved to Jiang Si and Fan Tong.

Jiang Si got off the carriage and looked at the people queuing up all over the mountain. Her doubts were dispelled a lot.