After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

Fang Yin has been ridiculed in the village since he was a child because of his mental problems. Even the family members in the Fang family's old house did not take him seriously.

It's just because he was born tall and strong, and we thought he could still work if he was kept, so we gave him a bite to eat.

While examining Fang Yin's eyes and head and taking his pulse, Mr. Zhou chatted with him, asking about some family matters and his family members.

He even asked Fang Yin to bring him a pot of tea.

As you can see, this seems to be part of the medical consultation.

"His hands and feet are quite clever, and his mind is like that of a child. His speech isn't too much delayed either. He could really try treatment."

"real?!"

Fang Tong didn't expect such a pleasant surprise. His second brother had been like this for many years. Others said that he was crazy and even if a god came, it would be useless.

Elder Zhou nodded. "It will take a long time for acupuncture to be effective, but you should be careful. The consultation fee...is not cheap."

He didn't mention the exact amount, but Fang Tong immediately thought of the carriage of things that the steward of the Prince's Mansion had delivered to him at the door.

Not to mention that he didn't know the person, just thinking about that box of silver made his heart tremble.

He turned his head and met Qian Niang's gaze.

"rule!"

Qian Niang nodded and reached out to grab the corner of Fang Tong's clothes: "Second brother is close to you and Zhizhi, and has helped our family a lot. Treat him!"

If Fang Tong was someone who would spend money casually, she wouldn't say that.

But after spending these days together, Qian Niang has already understood his temper to some extent. He can distinguish right from wrong. If it were his elder brother today, he would probably not even have time to watch the fun, let alone treat the illness.

Fang Tong was touched, and shook her hand tightly, then turned to look at Mr. Zhou.

"Old doctor, to be honest, you can tell me the general situation of our family just by looking at us. Since my second brother can be cured, I will definitely treat him. But if our family sells everything we have at once, we won't be able to survive."

For the sake of his family, he never minds being thick-skinned.

"Mr. Zhou, can you split the consultation fee?" He quickly explained, "It's not that I don't trust your medical skills, it's just that I'm short of money."

Old Zhou was smiling. He thought Fang Tong looked smart and smooth, and his attitude was indeed sincere when he told him about treating his family members today.

He has seen all kinds of people in his life, so he doesn't think he would make a mistake.

"Okay, I won't use too expensive herbs for you. Just 20 taels will be enough for the acupuncture and medication."

Twenty taels.

This was not a small amount of money, but Fang Tong felt relieved after hearing it. Perhaps because of that cart of things, his family was able to come up with the money.

But it will take some time. Now all the cash in the family is used to pay workers, collect chestnuts and buy ingredients for cakes. It cannot be taken out all at once, otherwise the business will be cut off and I will really be unable to give any money.

"Since you're here today, I'll give him an acupuncture first to see how he's doing."

Old Zhou stood up and asked his servants to prepare the room and the needles he would use.

The family followed Mr. Zhou to another room. This room was much more spacious. There was a bed placed against the wall without any curtains.

There are two rows of shelves on both sides of the room. One side is for books, which can be reached with just a stretch of the hand, and the other side is for Chinese medicine containers, with words written on each grid.

As soon as everyone came in, they smelled a strong smell of medicine. When they turned around, they saw a ready-made charcoal stove in the corner of the room.

"Come, let him lie here with his head this way."

Fang Yin didn't know what this was, but as long as his brother or Zhizhi repeated it, he would do it and lie on the bed obediently.

Mr. Zhou's servant was fiddling with silver needles. Fang Nanzhi leaned over to take a look and saw a piece of white cloth on the table next to him.

He poured the contents of a porcelain bottle into the pot, took a silver needle off a row of cloth bags, burned it on the fire, picked up the white cloth, wiped the needle, and handed it to Mr. Zhou who was sitting at the head of the bed.

She watched with great interest without disturbing anyone else. The others stood where they would not get in the way, and Mr. Zhou did not insist on asking them to leave.

After giving a few injections, Mr. Zhou turned around and looked at them.

"You don't need to be so nervous. This is a long-term acupuncture treatment, and it's not dangerous."

Originally, the adults were silent, and Fang Nanzhi didn't say anything either. Now, after hearing what the old doctor said, she was the first to speak: "Second uncle, don't move. Wait until grandpa says you can move."

Fang Yin blinked, and indeed he was so obedient that he didn't even turn his head: "Listen to Zhizhi, listen to Grandpa."

Fang Tong also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, trying to calm down a little: "It's not that I'm nervous about the miracle doctor's treatment, but I'm afraid that saying or doing something wrong will cause trouble."

Doctor Zhou took the needle and chuckled, "You don't have to keep calling me 'miracle doctor'. I'm just a doctor who treats illnesses. Besides, we'll be from the same village soon."

what?

Fang Tong and Qian Niang exchanged a glance, quickly realizing what was going on. They asked in surprise, "Mr. Zhou, so you're the old man who built the house in our village?"

Old Zhou nodded, and Fang Tong was even more shocked. He didn't expect such a coincidence. He had heard before that Old Zhou was going to return to his hometown to retire and he couldn't stay in the provincial capital for long. The hometown he was returning to was actually their village.

"Then when Mr. Zhou moves in, it will be more convenient for us to see a doctor."

Occasionally they would say a word or two, but they didn't dare to talk too much. By the time the acupuncture was over, another half hour had passed.

Fang Yin stood behind his brother and touched his head, as if nothing extra happened.

"Mr. Zhou, thank you so much. Not only did you treat Yan'er, but you also treated my second brother and let us pay on credit. I really don't know how to thank you enough..."

Fang Tong was truly grateful. Old Zhou had seen this a lot and kept saying it was okay. He also told them to come to him anytime if the situation changed after Fang Yin returned.

Fang Tong was truly moved and turned around to thank Young Master Shi, but only then did they realize that he had disappeared without a trace.

When I asked my daughter, she also shook her head.

"Forget it. We're from the same village. We'll meet again eventually. I must thank him in person next time."

The family walked a long way out of Zhou's house, but they couldn't help but feel excited.

Fang Tong turned his head and took a look, then came back to his senses and touched his daughter's head.

"My daughter is blessed and lucky. And that Young Master Shi, who looked cold and unkind, turned out to be a warm-hearted person. He also helped the disaster victims on the way to the capital."

Fang Nanzhi had a good memory and recalled it immediately: "Yes, he asked that aunt to come to the capital to find someone, and said he could arrange a job for her."

Others also felt that this young master was a really good person, and giving him a job to make a living these days was truly a lifesaver.