Abandoned daughter takes charge of the family, so rich that even the best people can't envy

"Oh, don't be so anxious. To be honest, I really like this, this paradise. Tsk tsk, the name is also very good. How about this, two hundred taels, I'll give you two hundred taels, okay?"

Song Jinxiu: "Eight hundred taels."

Goatee: "That's too much, three hundred taels."

Song Jinxiu frowned: "Seven hundred taels. No less."

Goatee: "Four hundred taels."

Song Jinxiu: "Six hundred taels is my bottom line."

Goatee: "Well, I'll give you five hundred taels, that's a sky-high price."

Song Jinxiu sighed: "Okay, deal."

Song Jinxiu walked out of the pawnshop with five hundred taels in her pocket. The man with the goatee looked at her back and couldn't understand why he was willing to take out five hundred taels.

But when he looked at the crystal ball of the paradise again, he was suddenly dazzled by smiles.

Song Jinxiu came to the ox cart, and Song Chunsheng asked nervously, "How much did you get?"

Song Fuquan also came over and asked, "Did you become one?"

Song Jinxiu first nodded to Song Fuquan, then shook her hand at her brother.

Song Chunsheng asked with his eyes: Fifty taels?

Song Fuquan said in surprise: Five taels?

Song Jinxiu nodded, "Well, let's go to the clinic."

Song Chunsheng's leg injury was indeed serious. Three senior doctors from Li's Clinic held a consultation and unanimously agreed that amputation was necessary to save his life.

Song Jinfang and her younger brother were crying loudly, Song Fuquan was sighing, and Song Chunsheng had a dazed look on his face.

Is it true that what you fear will eventually come true?

Song Jinxiu refused to give up. "Doctor, if the swelling in my brother's leg goes down, wouldn't it be possible to fix the bone? Why does he have to amputate?"

A young doctor explained, "His leg has been delayed for too long. If he had come two days earlier, he might have been saved."

Two days earlier? Could it be that brother's legs have been swollen for several days? Song Jinxiu looked at her brother in surprise.

Song Chunsheng smiled bitterly and said, "It was swollen five days ago, but not as serious as this. Yesterday..."

After Dad kicked him yesterday, his whole leg felt like an inflated pig bladder, and he didn’t even feel the pain afterwards.

The young doctor continued, "If the swelling doesn't go down, his leg will soon turn black. If it's not amputated, the whole leg will be damaged, and he will fall into a coma and eventually die."

Song Jinxiu said anxiously, "Then hurry up and give him some medicine to reduce the swelling?"

The young doctor sighed and patiently explained, "Doctors are not gods, and we don't have any magic medicine. How can we just say the swelling will go away? Even with the best medicine, it takes time, right? But I'm afraid your brother's leg is not going to heal."

"Wuwuwu, brother, I don't want you to die, wuwuwu."

Song Jinfang cried so hard that her nose started to run. Xiao Qiusheng was also shaking with her.

Song Jinxiu couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so she pulled her aside, tore the hem of her clothes, and wiped her snot and tears.

There isn't even a tissue here.

Her action made the little girl stare at her blankly, and she just sobbed automatically, forgetting to cry.

Song Chunsheng glanced at his weak younger sister and brother, sighed, and said, "How much does amputation cost?"

The young doctor took one look at the clothes they were wearing and said, "Probably around twenty taels."

Song Chunsheng thought twenty taels was acceptable. After all, they had fifty taels now, right?

By spending twenty taels, he can still stay alive. Although he can no longer do heavy work, at least he can look after his younger brother and give courage to his sisters.

"Okay, I agree to amputation."

"and many more,"

Song Jinxiu looked at her brother's legs.

Although the leg was shiny and black, it was not black due to necrosis.

"Brother, it's not the last moment yet, let's not give up."

She begged the doctor again, "Doctor, what if I use the best medicine? Can it save my brother's leg? Don't worry, our family is rich."

When everyone heard the little girl with patched clothes say that she was rich, they all smiled sympathetically.

The oldest doctor, Dr. Li, glanced at her. He had seen too many cases where patients' families would sell everything they had to save their loved ones.

If we can invite Dr. Feng to help, spend a few hundred or a thousand taels of silver, and use the best medicinal herbs, this leg may be saved.

But look at these kids. If they can come up with twenty taels to amputate to save their lives, they might end up in huge debt.

But looking at the little girl's pleading eyes, I thought, let's give it a try.

He checked Song Chunsheng's legs again and ordered, "Give him a compound decoction, both internally and externally, and observe for two days."

In fact, in his heart, the child's leg could not be saved. The swelling prevented blood circulation, and amputation was only a matter of two days sooner or later.

He has seen many examples of this kind.

So he told the medicine boy, "Give them the medicine from the west storehouse. Save as much as possible."

Save your money and prepare for amputation.

With the old doctor's advice, Song Chunsheng was admitted to Li's Medical Clinic and started conservative treatment.

Song Fuquan went to the street to buy multi-grain cakes for them, which made Song Jinxiu feel very sorry.

Song Jinxiu said embarrassedly: "Brother Fuquan, you see, we were only concerned about my brother's legs and didn't even think of treating you to a meal. We have to let you pay for it. How much is it? I'll give it to you."

"What are you talking about? What's your situation now? How can I still ask you to pay?"

While eating the cake, he said to Chunsheng, "Brother Chunsheng, you stay here and get treated first. I'll be back. Don't worry about the money. I'll go back and let Grandpa think of a solution."

If you don't leave now, it will be dark by the time you get home.

Song Chunsheng said, "Okay, go back slowly. As for the money, we have enough for now. Don't let the village head worry."

After seeing Song Fuquan off, Song Jinxiu began to boil the medicine.

There are people in the clinic who specialize in making medicine, but they charge extra.

The old doctor felt sorry for them because they didn't even have an adult, so he took care of them and let them make their own medicine, which also saved some money.

Knowing that the brothers and sisters were looked down upon because of their clothes, Song Jinxiu did not comment. They could make the medicine themselves. It was not like they didn't know how to do it.

But when she opened the medicine package, she frowned.

Although she is not a doctor, she had a senior brother in her previous life who came from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. She even secretly planted some precious medicinal herbs for her senior brother in the space.

So through constant exposure, she was able to tell the good from the bad of herbs.

Although the medicines given by the Li Family Clinic are in sufficient quantity, they are all leftovers, and the efficacy of the medicine is greatly reduced.

Song Jinxiu went to the front hall with the medicine bag in dissatisfaction.

At this time, the doctor in charge had been replaced, so Song Jinxiu went to find the waiter who prepared the medicine.

She put the medicine bag on the counter and asked, "Brother, I told you I wanted the best medicine, why are there only scraps here? These medicines are effective, but the effects are too slow. My brother's leg is in urgent need of anti-inflammatory medicine. I need the best anti-inflammatory medicine."

Having said this, Song Jinxiu was stunned.

Anti-inflammatory? She has anti-inflammatory medicine in her space.

It's been just over a day since I came here. I was still trying to digest the experience of traveling through time, and now I've encountered so many strange things all of a sudden.

It was also because she was too nervous about her brother's legs. She vaguely felt that some of the original owner's emotions might still remain in her body.

Stimulated by this and that, she instinctively knew that if she was sick, she should go to the hospital immediately, but she forgot that the medical conditions here were very different from those in her previous life.

Song Jinxiu picked up the medicine bag and left without saying a word.

The medicine boy glanced at her back, smiled and shook his head.

He knew what was going on as soon as he saw the packet of medicine.

All the herbs purchased by Li’s Clinic must be screened before they can be put on the shelves.

Some of the scraps that are screened out will be collected and given to the poor people who have no money.

In fact, if you use more of these scraps, the effect is also good, but the price is much too much. If you really don't have money, you can give them away for free.

When I saw the girl's clothes and the medicine bag she was carrying, I knew that the medicine probably didn't cost money.

The little girl left halfway through her speech, perhaps because she was thinking about this.

That’s right, how can a beggar complain about the black bread?