Seeing that Doctor Ma didn't seem to mind the food, Lin Momo breathed a sigh of relief and turned to call Lin Sanya, who was carrying a basin of water, "Bring the water up so that Doctor Ma and our master can wash their hands before eating."

I just finished the acupuncture treatment, and I don't know if Dr. Ma washed his hands.

Although you can pick up steamed buns with chopsticks to eat them, it's still not as convenient as eating them by holding them in your hands.

Furthermore, since "illness enters through the mouth," doctors generally pay close attention to hygiene. Washing one's hands before eating makes one feel less uncomfortable and allows one to better enjoy the pleasure that food brings.

After a simple meal, the two discussed Lin Musheng's illness.

Doctor Ma said, "The patient has been delayed for too long, and I'm afraid he'll need acupuncture for three consecutive days. We'll see how he is after three days. I'll write a prescription now, and the herbs are all readily available here. I'll decoct them for the patient to take in a bit."

Seeing the worried look on Old Master Lin's face whenever he talked about his son's illness, he paused slightly and then said, "With medication and acupuncture, if there are no problems, he should be able to wake up in three days."

Doctors never make definitive statements, and doctors like Dr. Ma, with their family tradition of medical expertise, are even more adept at this.

The fact that he's gone this far means he's already made a compromise.

Lin pondered the unspoken meaning in those words, wondering if Lin Musheng could really be saved.

It seems this Dr. Ma really has some skills.

I just hope the medicine won't be outrageously expensive, otherwise the Lin family will have to sell everything they own and even their daughter to make a difference.

After saying that, Dr. Ma opened his medicine box and quickly wrote out the prescription and filled the medicine box.

There was another person in the room who was also thinking about the cost of the medicine. "I wonder how much the medicine will cost?"

This man was none other than Lin Musheng's elderly father, Grandpa Lin.

It's unclear whether he heard Lin Momo's thoughts, but at this moment, the grandfather and granddaughter were thinking the same thing.

Although Old Master Lin was unaware that Dr. Ma charged five taels of silver for a single consultation, he knew that doctors in the county were more particular about their medicines than those in the town, and the cost of the medicines was naturally not cheap either.

But as long as the doctor can save his son, he would do it even if it meant losing face and borrowing money from all his relatives and friends.

If Lin Momo and Doctor Ma could hear the old father's heartfelt words at this moment, they would also have to sigh and say, "The hearts of parents are truly pitiful!"

Lin Momo's attention was now entirely focused on Doctor Ma.

Someone voiced the question that was on her mind. This question was far too sensitive for her. To save her son's life, she and Lin Sanya might have to be sold again.

This time, the old man probably won't protect her either.

If a father had to choose between his son's life and his granddaughter's prostitution, he would undoubtedly choose the latter, since his granddaughter was only being sold into prostitution and at least she was still alive.

Besides, a son's life is more precious than a granddaughter's. Even if there's no granddaughter, as long as the son is still alive, there will always be a granddaughter.

Besides farming and selling grain and other farm produce, farmers had no other way to make a living. When trouble came, they had no choice but to sell their children or land to make ends meet.

The Lin family's son and the remaining land will absolutely not be sold.

The first and only thing that can be sold are the girls in the family.

"Two of the herbs inside are a bit pricey, but the rest are quite ordinary. A dose will cost around nine hundred coins." Doctor Ma said casually as he packed his medicine box.

The grandfather and grandson standing nearby each had their own thoughts upon hearing this.

Grandpa Lin: Why is this medicine so expensive!

Lin Momo: It's alright, it's not too outrageously expensive. She has enough money to buy Lin Musheng medicine for a while.

The alarm was temporarily lifted, and she could finally relax.

Feeling much more relaxed, Lin Momo grabbed a packet of medicine from the table, turned around, and went out to brew the medicine.

*

The air was better in ancient times.

As long as it's a sunny day, with blue skies, white clouds, and clear water, it's sure to lift your spirits.

Lin Momo looked up and admired the sapphire-blue sky for a while before continuing to pick up dead branches from the woods.

For two days in a row, she wandered around this area, collecting almost all the dead branches on the ground.

Fortunately, the other families in the village all had adults who went into the mountains to gather firewood, so the children didn't need to go out to collect firewood. No one was competing with her for these few coins, allowing her to frolic freely in this wild forest.

If you were to carry it back one trip at a time, it wouldn't be as efficient.

But who is Lin Momo?

She has a small courtyard in her spatial dimension, so whenever she encounters a target, she quickly collects it. The woodshed in her space, which was so empty that even mice wouldn't bother staying there, becomes visibly full, and she can harvest a large pile of withered branches and yellow leaves in just one morning.

The children love to run to the water's edge to catch fish and shrimp, so they don't come here much.

This desolate forest is nothing but trees and weeds, and if you're not careful, you might get bitten by a snake lurking in the grass. It's really quite boring.

And since the village cemetery is not far away, naturally no one is willing to come here.

With no one to bother her, Lin Momo, this lazy bum who always tries to slack off, was finally able to show off her amazing abilities.

After gathering all the dead branches on the ground, she set her sights on the trees. Unfortunately, she didn't have a machete, and although she was strong enough, she wasn't tall enough, so she could only sigh at the trees in vain.

But how can a living person die from holding in their urine?

Soon, Lin Momo's eyes shifted, and she set her sights on the nearby cemetery.

Don't get me wrong, she would never do something like digging up someone's ancestral grave.

To be precise, she set her sights on the pine and cypress trees in the cemetery.

Whenever someone in the village is buried, their descendants will plant a pine or cypress tree on the grave, as a way of providing shade and protection for the deceased.

Over the years, this cemetery has become a forest of pine and cypress trees, exuding a ghostly aura.

Except for the Cold Food Festival, Qingming Festival, and the burning of paper money for worship before the New Year, no one would dare to set foot here during the year.

People in this era were very wary of ghosts and gods. Without sufficient incentive and a willingness to risk everything, no one would dare to offend ghosts and gods.

Because that's courting death.

In the era when Lin Momo came, people who had grown up brainwashed by science and materialism had basically lost much of their reverence for ghosts and gods.

But Lin Momo is an exception. She maintains a certain awe for the unknown and does not blindly agree or deny. Since something exists, there must be a reason for its existence.

Therefore, Lin Momo only dared to wander around the perimeter of the cemetery and did not dare to go deeper.

Pine branches and leaves are rich in oil, making them ideal for firewood. In ancient times, people often used pine branches to make torches, and pine cones, in particular, were excellent for starting fires, as they were not only easy to ignite but also quite durable.

These pine trees mainly produce pine cones, not pine nuts.

It was late autumn, and the trees were laden with pine cones, which also covered the ground.