After the separation, the family had a lot of fish and meat every day, and the best was furious

"who!"

Shen Qingzhou was sleeping outside. He moved quickly and grabbed the person who came.

Lin Ting blew up the fire stick and shone it at the person Shen Qingzhou had captured. This person was none other than Hu Zi, who had brought them to Yunzhou City this year.

"Hu Zi, are you following us?" Lin Ting asked in a cold tone.

But Hu Zi shook his head desperately: "I don't have any. There are only a few inns in Yunzhou City. I searched for them one by one."

"What do you want to do with us?"

Suddenly Hu Zi knelt down in front of Lin Ting. His voice, which was not pleasant to begin with, became extremely strange and unpleasant due to crying.

"Please, save my mother. I know you are good people. Apart from you, I don't know who else to ask for help.

My mother is very ill. The man who is with you is a doctor. Please go and save my mother. She has been suffering from severe abdominal pain and is about to collapse."

Hu Zi was talking about Wan Weiran. He originally wanted to find Wan Weiran, but by chance he entered Lin Ting and their room.

He was very anxious and kowtowed to Lin Ting directly. He kowtowed so hard that his forehead swelled up.

"Okay, I'll go with you and take a look. Stop knocking."

Lin Ting put on his heavy outer robe, and Shen Qingzhou went out with him. When they passed by Wan Weiran's room, he woke up.

Lin Ting was about to knock on the door, but he opened it from the inside first. When he saw Hu Zi for the first time, Wan Weiran almost rushed over.

"It's you again, kid..."

Lin Ting stopped him: "Stop talking nonsense, go save people first."

The three of them harnessed Lin Ting's carriage, Hu Zi and Shen Qingzhou sat on the pedals, and drove the carriage to the suburbs.

On the outskirts of Yunzhou City, rows of dilapidated mud houses form a sharp contrast with the city.

Hu Zi brought Lin Ting and the others into a mud house with a fire still on. There were seven or eight older women and several girls inside.

The firelight in the room was accompanied by thick smoke as they were burning the firewood they had picked up to keep warm.

"Mom...Mom, hold on, I've got a doctor for you."

Hu Zi rushed into the crowd and looked nervously at the woman who was tossing and turning on the bed.

"Huzi, it hurts so much, I'm afraid I can't make it anymore..."

The people in the room made way for Lin Ting and the others. These people were dressed in bright and beautiful clothes, and no one knew where Hu Zi had found them in the middle of the night.

When Lin Ting saw Hu Zi's mother, she covered her abdomen and her whole body bent in pain.

She doesn't look very old, but she has a lot of white hair.

The whole house was full of women, Hu Zi's father was nowhere to be seen, and no one knew what the situation was in their family.

"Wan Weiran, go and take a look."

Hu Zi helped his mother sit down, and Wan Weiran sat on the bed to feel her pulse. Her pulse was very chaotic, caused by abdominal colic.

"Huzi, let the patient lie down."

Wan Weiran already had a rough idea of ​​the condition. He asked the patient to lie down, then took out a bag of silver needles from his body and opened it.

"Show her calves."

Hu Zi now only wants to save his mother and doesn't care about anything else. Besides, the only people he can trust now are Wan Weiran and Lin Ting.

He did as he was told. Wan Weiran found the acupuncture point and inserted the needle one inch below the Zusanli acupuncture point.

At the back, needles are inserted up and down at Guanyuan, the large intestine's gathering point, and Tianshu, the small intestine's gathering point.

This was the first time that everyone present had seen such a strange technique, but they didn't understand and could only watch.

After Wan Weiran's silver needle drew out the qi, Hu Zi's mother's abdominal pain gradually disappeared, and she calmed down, breathing in deep breaths.

"Mom, how are you? Are you feeling better?"

The pain made Hu Zi's mother cry. She thought she couldn't hold on this time. The house had been in ruins for a long time. She felt tired of living, but she was worried about her son.

"Much better, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Hu Zi's eyes also turned red, but he couldn't cry. He was the only man in this family, the pillar of the family, and he absolutely couldn't cry.

"It's good that it doesn't hurt anymore. It's good that it doesn't hurt anymore."

Wan Weiran pulled out the needle, cleaned it up, and said to Hu Zi.

"Your mother has intestinal colic, and she's also caught a cold. She'll need at least two more doses of medicine before she recovers. Don't be too happy."

Wan Weiran's words made Hu Zi feel embarrassed. They couldn't even afford food and clothing, so how could they have the money to buy medicine for his mother?

"How much silver will it cost to buy these two sets of medicine?"

Wan Weiran used an unburned piece of firewood to write the prescription on a piece of rag. The price of medicinal materials generally does not vary much.

"It will probably cost about one or two ounces of silver."

This is the truth. Even if Wan Weiran wants to help him, he has to let him know the price.

"One ounce of silver is enough for us to live on for a month. Huzi, mother is no longer in pain, so there's no need to take the medicine."

One or two taels of silver could kill them and their son. Hu Zi's mother really couldn't afford this medicine.

"Mom, let's cure your illness first. I'll find a way to pay for the medicine. No matter what the cost, I will definitely cure your illness."

"Huzi, you must not do anything stupid. Your father sold himself to City Lord Nie. You are all I have. As long as you are well, I have nothing else to ask for."

Hu Zi had this idea that as long as he sold himself to City Lord Nie, they would get ten taels of silver, which could save his life.

"Huzi, please don't be impulsive. Your father sold himself to City Lord Nie just to allow you and your mother to survive.

It was said that they were taken to the village to do hard labor, but up to now, all the people who were bought have never come back, and no one knows whether they are alive or dead.

If you leave too, who will take care of your mother in the future? Let's work together to find another solution."

The neighbors present all tried to persuade Hu Zi, but what other solution was there?

Hu Zi thought about all the solutions he could think of. Finally, he looked at Wan Weiran again, walked up to Wan Weiran and knelt down.

"I'm sorry, I apologize for what I did to you yesterday. I'm sorry, I'll return the rice to you yesterday.

But doctor, you must know the herbs in my mother's prescription, right? Can you tell me what they look like? Can I go up the mountain and pick them myself?

Hu Zi knelt in front of Wan Weiran and held onto the corner of his clothes.

Hu Zi's mother felt heartbroken when she saw her son doing this for her, but when she heard her son's apology, she felt that her son must have done something else to these people.

And the white rice porridge that Hu Zi cooked for her yesterday, where did the rice come from, and why did he say he wanted to return it to these people.

"Huzi, you didn't beg for the things you got yesterday. They were from these benefactors, right? Tell the truth."

Facing Hu Zi's mother's questioning, Hu Zi lowered his head, no longer as sharp as he was during the day.

"Mother...I..."

Hu Zi's mother yelled angrily: "Speak..."