Crossing the book to escape famine, poor little guy does not become cannon fodder reference group

Everyone drank a little wine tonight, except Song Paner who was really too young.

After dinner and some digestive tea, we went downstairs and got on the carriage to return to Wubao.

When the old donkey smelled the sweet scent on Song Pan'er, he refused to walk properly and kept looking back to rub against her.

Song Pan'er was so annoyed by this cunning old donkey that she had to let everyone go first. She found a deserted place and fed the cake to it.

Feng Nian'er wanted to stay and wait for her, but Song Pan'er looked at her flushed face and told her to go back and rest quickly, as there was no danger on the road.

After everyone left, Song Pan'er turned around and asked, "Your Excellency has been following us. What's the matter?"

Qi Hengyu: ...

Qi Lanxuan: ...

The senior and junior brothers walked out silently from behind the tree and bowed to Song Pan'er together.

"Little genius doctor, I am Qi Hengyu, a disciple of the Lingheng School, and this is my junior sister Qi Lanxuan." Qi Hengyu was polite and courteous.

Song Pan'er looked at him for a few seconds and guessed their intention.

She was wearing old clothes, calling her "little miracle doctor", and was a disciple of some sect. She was probably seeking medical treatment and had no money.

She made a "tsk" sound and was a little reluctant to take the job.

The main reason is that these two people are poor. If they are so poor, how good can their sect be?

And since the patient wasn't with them, she might have to go on a business trip.

Is she crazy? Why would she do such a thankless task?

"My consultation fee starts at 50 taels of silver, and other expenses are charged separately." She raised her eyebrows, hoping that the two brothers and sisters would give up.

Qi Hengyu bent his back. It is said that "a penny can make a hero fall", but this is not "a penny", but "50 taels".

Is this how doctors make money?

If I had known this earlier, I would have studied medicine. Why did I choose to be a blacksmith?

Oh, now I remember, Master was a blacksmith when he picked them up.

"Little doctor, may I ask if the old man with you who has an iron hammer on his waist is called Tie Wenqin?" Qi Lanxuan said weakly. She really felt that the man looked familiar, like his uncle who had run away from home for many years.

Song Pan'er looked at her and asked, "Do you know him?"

The plot doesn't mention that there are Laotie and a sect, so what's going on between these two people?

Qi Lanxuan pursed her lips embarrassedly, "If he is really Tie Wenqin, then he might be my junior uncle."

Song Paner: ???

Her eyes instantly sharpened, "Don't think you can get a reduction in the consultation fee by using this kind of connections. He works for me."

Qi Lanxuan smiled guiltily, "No, no, I mean, can the consultation fee and medicine fee be deducted from Junior Master's salary?"

Song Paner: ???

No, are you still speaking Daqian dialect?

Why don’t I quite understand?

Song Pan'er rolled her eyes, not wanting to bother with these two poor guys who wanted to get something for free. She patted the old donkey on the back and said, "Let's go, old donkey, go home!"

Seeing that she was about to leave, the two brothers and sisters became anxious. Qi Hengyu quickly stepped forward to stop Lao Lu and fell to his knees with a "thump". "Little doctor, please, my master is really seriously ill. Please be kind and save him!"

Song Pan'er was speechless. This was moral kidnapping!

It's a pity that she has everything except morals.

"No, big brother, you can't come up with anything, and you want me to save your master with empty words. My medicine doesn't cost money, right?"

"Your sect is obviously not here. You might want me to go with you to see a doctor somewhere else. Can you afford the travel expenses?"

"I can't possibly have to pay out of my own pocket to go with you to that sect to rescue your master. What would I gain by doing that? Just doing a good deed every day?"