Chapter 336 Is the child a boy or a girl?

"Shen Dongming! How dare you!"

He Yan flew into a rage and jumped off the bed, but unfortunately, he was covered in wounds, and this caused his wounds to reopen, with blood gushing out.

Magistrate Shen cupped his hands, his attitude respectful but not humble: "Lord He is from the capital, and I imagine he would look down on a barefoot doctor from a small place. I will send someone to Huzhou to find a doctor from the capital to treat your illness. Please rest assured and take care of your health. I will take my leave now."

He took three steps back before turning around and walking out of the bedroom.

"Bang!"

Enraged, He Yan smashed the medicine bowl beside him against the door, and it shattered on the ground with a loud bang.

Magistrate Shen straightened his clothes, turned around and glanced at him quietly. He used to serve Lord He with utmost care, hoping that Lord He could develop the coal mine well and bring blessings to the people of Ping'an County.

However, beneath Lord He's magnificent robes lurked a ravenous wolf, plunging Dahe Village into misery.

The prefect's memorial has already been submitted. If the court does not deal with this ravenous wolf, he will continue to write memorials and stand firm to the end.

When Magistrate Shen walked outside the house, several people were waiting for him, including Master Yuan and eight doctors, all of whom were highly skilled physicians invited from Huzhou.

Hearing that Lady Sui was vomiting blood and critically ill, his heart was in agony. If Lady Sui were to die like this, he would never be able to forgive himself...

Eight doctors followed Magistrate Shen toward Cheng Wanwan's home.

He Yan's follower immediately went in to report: "Sir, Shen Dongming brought eight doctors from Huzhou to Dahe Village, but he refused to treat your illness. He clearly doesn't respect you at all! Sir, you are a member of the He family and a dignified sixth-rank official. How could you be so disrespected and humiliated by a mere seventh-rank official!"

He Yan's entire body was covered in sore flesh; he was already short-tempered, and the pain only fueled his anger.

"How dare you!" He Yan raised his hand and smashed everything on the bedside table to the ground. "Shen Dongming! Shen Dongming! You're very good! You're very good! I'll let you know the consequences of offending me, He Yan! Someone, prepare pen and ink, write a memorial!"

The memorial mainly described Shen Dongming's "crimes" in Ping'an County, and he wanted to remove Shen Dongming from his official post.

He also wrote a letter to He Ling at the He family home, informing He Ling that He Xiao was still alive and that He Ling would never allow He Xiao to continue breathing.

However, the memorial and letter were intercepted by He Xiao as soon as they reached the post station in Ping'an County...

Magistrate Shen led the doctor to Cheng Wanwan's door.

There were hundreds of villagers waiting here. As soon as they saw Magistrate Shen coming, they all knelt down.

"Your Honor, please do justice for our Dahe Village!"

"The village head is seriously ill and can't get out of bed. Da Shan's mother has also vomited blood and fainted. Your Excellency, please save the village head and Da Shan's mother."

"Our village of Dahe is willing to erect a monument to your merits, Your Excellency, and we beg you to save our lives..."

"Get up, everyone." Magistrate Shen raised his hand. "I will do my best to treat the injured villagers. You can line up to have your pulse checked."

Many villagers were forced to live in thatched huts and were more or less suffering from colds. They were usually reluctant to have their pulses checked and medicine prescribed, but now that the county magistrate had spoken, they naturally didn't care about being reluctant or reluctant, since they would just put all the blame on that Lord He.

Sun was also in the crowd. Although she had been pushed down that day, she was in good health and was fine. However, she was pregnant and wanted someone to see if it was a boy or a girl. Her mother-in-law wouldn't give her any money for medical treatment, and she was reluctant to spend the money herself, so she took this opportunity to sit in front of the doctor.

"Doctor, I feel dizzy. Is it because I'm pregnant with a son?" Mrs. Sun stretched out her arm. "I like to eat sour foods, which might also be related to having a son, right?"

After carefully taking her pulse, the doctor did not write a prescription: "This woman is in good health, and the baby is doing well. She doesn't need any medication to prevent miscarriage. Just keep a peaceful mindset."

Mrs. Sun lowered her voice: "I mainly want to ask whether it's a boy or a girl in the belly?"

The doctor remained gentle: "You can't tell the gender by taking a pulse. Whether it's a boy or a girl, it's a blessing."

“How could I not be able to tell? Aren’t you a doctor from Huzhou? Even the barefoot doctor from the next village can tell, though he’s a bit pricey at 100 coins.” Sun held out her other hand. “Doctor, take another look. Maybe you can figure it out.”

"You old woman..." Old Mrs. Zhao happened to pass by and picked up Sun Shi. "You're always thinking about this. Do you have nothing better to do? Go, go, go back and sew some baby clothes for the child."

The old lady pushed Sun aside and stepped into the house. Magistrate Shen sat in the main room, and a doctor sat beside him. A red thread went into Cheng Wanwan's room. The doctor examined her again and again, but he still felt that something was wrong.

Shen Zheng walked over and whispered a few words in Magistrate Shen's ear.

Magistrate Shen's eyes widened, then he laughed, but he couldn't laugh too obviously, so he deliberately sighed deeply: "Madam Sui's problem is a heart ailment, a heart ailment, and a heart ailment needs a heart remedy..."

"My eldest daughter-in-law, she cares so much about the people of Dahe Village, and she's ruined herself like this." Old Mrs. Zhao wiped her eyes. "Doctor, is there any hope for my daughter-in-law?"

The doctor was bald. He tried to feel for a pulse for a long time, but he couldn't find it. Or rather, the pulse was too weak for him to feel.

This Lady Sui is terminally ill.

The doctor released his grip, picked up his pen, and began writing the prescription: "Ephedra, Pinellia, Codonopsis, Dried Ginger... Remember, remain calm and composed, keep a cheerful attitude, and force yourself to eat every meal..."

The doctor was giving earnest instructions outside, while Cheng Wanwan was drinking tea inside.

She tied the red thread to the table leg not because she was deliberately playing a trick on the doctor, but because she had to remain ill until He Yan was dealt with.

The doctor wrote a prescription, shook his head, sighed, and left. When someone outside asked about it, he simply shook his head.

Although he didn't say anything, he conveyed a wealth of information.

The villagers of Dahe Village immediately looked grief-stricken.

"Is Grandma Mountain really not going to live much longer?"

"She's only thirty-four years old this year, and just became a grandmother, how could she be..."

"It's all that Lord He's fault. If he hadn't wanted to eat wolf meat, how could Aunt Dashan have gotten so angry?"

"If it's true, Aunt Dashan... then what should we do..."

No one knows when it started, but Aunt Dashan became the backbone of the village, even more important than the village head. When people encountered trouble, they would come to Aunt Dashan for advice. Aunt Dashan didn't just say nice things; she went straight to the heart of the problem and helped them solve so many big troubles.

How could such a good person not live long?

At this moment, several horse-drawn carriages slowly drove into the village entrance.

The sign on the carriage at the front read "Bai Family of Wancheng," and the person sitting inside was Bai Qi, who had visited two months prior.

He came to pick up tens of thousands of bars of soap that he had ordered before the Lunar New Year.

But this time, entering the village was different from the last time.

He remembered that the last time he came here, the village was holding a talent competition, and everyone was enthusiastic and full of energy.

But this time, it was as if a dark cloud was hanging over the village, making him feel sorrowful as well.