567 Sun Sicheng's Helplessness

The next morning, quite a few people came to Baicaotang again, but today they were all the patients' family members.

Sun Sicheng counted them and found that there were fourteen of them. These were all people whose families were in the capital. After a period of time, no one knew how many people in other provinces had learned the news.

This really requires a hospital. Ping An’s drawings show an infectious disease area that is completely isolated from other patients.

"I don't know where you got this news from, but I can tell you for sure that there is no such thing as a cure. From ancient times to the present, syphilis has rarely been cured.

To be honest, I don't want to treat this disease or deal with this kind of patients. I also have a family and I have to think about myself and my family, but as a doctor, I also sympathize with you.

How about this, you leave your home address, and after the eighth day of the first lunar month, I will visit each family as much as possible, help them with medication as much as possible, and prepare a sheet of precautions for each patient later.

I definitely can't watch those with extremely serious conditions, but for those whose conditions are not too severe, I will just give it a try to see if I can save their lives. This is the only way I can do.

Everyone, please leave your address and go back. Come to the medical hall on the eighth day of the first lunar month to listen to the arrangements. Today, my Baicao Hall will also be closed. The New Year has to be celebrated. There are many shopkeepers waiting for me at home. Shopkeeper, I will leave first. You can close the hall after you have dealt with the matter. "

When the visitors heard this, they thought it was naturally feasible. Those who could go to such places to play usually had well-off families and their children were spoiled. How could they bear to let them die?

As long as there is a little bit of hope, I will definitely hold on to it.

The eldest son and his apprentice are now the hope they want to grasp.

After everyone left, Sun Sicheng let out a long sigh.

Ping An helped Awen to settle the accounts yesterday. There are still three or four days before the New Year. The shopkeepers near the capital are still waiting in the villa to reward them according to their merits, while those in other places have already been paid in advance half a month ago.

Overall, this year is also a bumper year.

Sun Sicheng hurriedly got on the carriage, He Jin whipped the whip lightly, and the carriage rushed towards the villa.

Ping An helped Mr. Ping to calculate the accounts yesterday. He had settled the accounts of his own business with Wanhua and Yuanqing half a month ago. It must be said that this year is really a bumper year for him.

A rough calculation of all my income this year shows that it is definitely more than 50,000 taels.

This money was originally intended for setting up a hospital, but the master refused to give it to him and asked him to keep it for himself, saying that if the money earned by the Sun family was not to be spent now, what was the point of keeping it?

Ping An agreed with this thought. His annual income was at least 50,000 taels, and his master's family's was at least 150,000 taels. He had never seen anyone in his master's family waste money. They lived just like any other wealthy family, so their family must be very wealthy.

Wan Hua liked Xu Song very much. After the spring, Xu Song was willing to follow Manager Wan to learn how to manage the business, and he agreed.

Yuan Qing took over his position as the chief accountant. He calculated the accounts very clearly. In time, he would become the second master.

Despite this, Ping An still hoped that he would read as much as possible, and it would be best if he continued to study in the academy for two years, or at least try for the provincial examination.

Xu Song can take charge of the accounting matters for the time being, and he can also help with it, but unfortunately Yuan Qing is not really interested in being an official.

Just like his husband, he told his master yesterday that he wanted to resign and resume his position as the chief accountant of Baicaotang.

He is probably the only one in the world who doesn't want to be an official, let alone an official in Beijing.

Of course, his master refused this idea, and told him to continue working for at least five to ten years, and that Zhiyuan and Zhichen would have to help him before he could leave.

"Mom and Dad, I'm going to the farm. I'm going to pick up Uncle and Xi'er and Xuan'er today, and I'm going to arrange things at the farm."

Wan Changsheng said, "I'll go with you. These days, every household in the capital is busy stockpiling vegetables. They also need baskets of eggs."

"Okay, then Dad, come with us. I have to deliver another basket of New Year's dishes to each family in the next two days. We will celebrate the New Year at home this year, and Awu's belly is too big to go out.

Master Qin said that the New Year's Eve dinner will be held after noon, but I still want to go. After all, they are all my people, and I can go home in the afternoon, so I won't be late for both."

Wan Changsheng said, "Ping An, what about your father's family? Won't they be unable to eat? Isn't this bad?"

"I told my father two days ago when I took Chen Sheng there that we might not be able to go over for the New Year's Eve dinner. Let's talk about it later."

When he said this, his father's face didn't look very good.

If not, just hurry up.

Mei Niang didn't say anything. Ping'an's stepmother was not easy to get along with. Since her son didn't want to go, she let him go. It was okay for him to go to pay New Year's greetings on the first day of the New Year.

As soon as the father and son left, she went to her son's yard to see Awu. The two children were still in the farm. There were many people doing things at home now. Although Awu was pregnant, her four maids and the nanny were able to do it. They handled the housework well and she didn't have to worry about it at all.

Then she would spend an hour with her daughter-in-law every day, chatting with her and doing things for her grandchildren.

Mei Niang likes this kind of worry-free life. Her husband says that she feels younger now than she did a few years ago.

Xier has been learning medicine with her uncle for these years. She will be eleven years old next year. Awu said it is not too late to start learning housekeeping at the age of twelve, but next year she plans to let Nanny Huang teach Xier some things.

Pingxuan and his wife unanimously decided to let him go. He will only be six years old next year, so he can stay on the farm for a year. He can go through some hardships with Dawu and the others, and temper himself more. He can also learn some medicine and read a few words from his uncle every day.

In the past few months, Pingxuan has performed well despite his young age.

Because Xier and Awu were there, their family ate alone, so the population was simple and there was no need to separate tables for men and women.

When Sanqiang and Chen Sheng were not on holiday, they would only come back one day in ten days. Now that they are on a long vacation, they have their three meals a day in the main room in the front yard, and Chen Xuan also comes here most of the time.

Mei Niang still felt a little distressed for Chen Sheng, who was only two years older than Ping An and had both parents deceased. Ping An told her that her grandmother only liked the youngest son's family and was not very nice to him. The only person who cared about him, his grandfather, was also old.

During the Chinese New Year, Mei Niang made new clothes for Sanqiang, and also made a set for Chen Sheng.

She is living a comfortable life now and seldom thinks about the past. There is no need to dwell on the past. Even when talking to Chen Sheng, she only thinks of him as a friend brought back by her son.

"Mom, come and sit down."

Awu is pregnant with a big belly. She has difficulty even bending over. She needs her husband's help to turn over at night. She can't go out. After entering the twelfth lunar month, her mother and second aunt have no time to come over. Fortunately, her mother-in-law comes to chat with her every day.

"Awu, let's sit for a while. When the sun gets brighter outside, I'll help you walk in the yard. If you walk more often, it will be a lot easier when the baby comes out.

This is not fake. Let me tell you, when I gave birth to Ping An, I was busy for seven or eight months. Not to mention the housework, I knelt down to weed when I couldn't squat to plant vegetables in the field. I gave birth to Ping An very quickly, in just a few hours, really."

Mei Niang thought about how her son looked when he was just born, so pink and tender, and how he had grown up in the blink of an eye and was about to become a father.

"Mom, you had a really hard time back then."

Mei Niang said softly, "It wasn't bitter. I didn't feel bitter at all at that time. My husband was the one I loved, and I had my own child in my belly. How could I feel bitter?"