120 I want to cry but I have no tears
Ping'an was extremely grateful that his biological father was not in Baicaotang. It would have been too awkward to meet him, of course it was one-sided on his part.
"Take a break. I'll check your medical books to see if anyone has been fooling me these days."
Ping An was speechless. This master liked to tease him.
He sat down straight away, flipping through a book of prescriptions worth a thousand gold coins on the table, and pretended to say casually, "Sir, when you told me about the incident in Huainan Prefecture, we were both very anxious and worried that it was about the pills."
"Hey, at first the master was also confused. The prescription shouldn't cause any problems. I was worried that I might have used incompatible foods or herbal medicines. Fortunately, that wasn't the case.
But the child is pitiful. He has never had a good life in the five years since he was born. Just when he got better recently, he was taken away by his ignorant mother again, without even taking the pills with her. Our new medicine was not officially sold before the New Year, and some pharmacies outside did not sell it either. By the time he arrived at your uncle's Baicaotang, the child was already dead.
The baby in her belly is due to be born in two months, but she actually wants to ask the Bodhisattva to bless her with a son. The boy or girl of the child has already been determined, so is it just a matter of the Bodhisattva's blessing? This is too much."
"Master, didn't her husband stop her?"
Sun Sicheng shook his head: "No, her husband didn't know at all. After Wu Min finished his exams, in addition to helping her dowry business, he was also busy making money outside to find his relatives. Qi Jiaojiao was very stingy with him. Maybe she didn't want him to have money to find his family. As a scholar, he also has some scholar's pride and disdains to use what others give him.
When I arrived, two small coffins had just come out. It looked miserable. Wu Min had already fainted several times. He became extremely thin in just two days and had no will to survive.
In the end, I called him out loud and asked him if he still wanted to look for his parents and to take care of them until the end of their lives. That’s when he finally pulled through.”
Parents? No, his parents were sent away by himself and his mother. Even if he recovered his memory, he would no longer have a father or a mother.
Sun Sicheng shook his head. "Your master has always been hard-hearted. This man made me feel sympathetic, so I wanted to save him. I didn't want him to die so young. But he was also a ruthless person. He was so weak, but he still managed to find the Qi family father and son that afternoon and divorced Qi Jiaojiao."
Ping An was stunned: "This Qi Jiaojiao is willing to divorce?"
Sun Sicheng curled his lips and said, "Why do we need her consent? His father and brother can make the decision. Let's not talk about them. It makes me feel uncomfortable. That Wu Xiucai is now Wu Juren. With my help, he should remember it soon. I hope he can find his parents and family as soon as possible."
Ping An had nothing to say.
He was afraid of living with a stepmother, but now he doesn't have a stepmother.
It’s not that my biological father didn’t look for them, he just didn’t find them. He’s not that bad. If that’s the case, wasn’t it a mistake to agree to my mother’s remarriage?
My biological parents are better, right? Although my stepfather is pretty good.
Now the matter is done. My mother is married and pregnant. She has changed her surname and even her given name.
How should this person live if he remembers it?
The father died, the mother is gone, the wife remarried, and the son took someone else's surname. The family is truly broken up.
Ping An was in tears.
"Ping'an, what's wrong with you? Why does your face change?" Sun Sicheng noticed that his little disciple's face had turned pale.
"Master, I suddenly thought of my mother. She is pregnant too. I don't want them to follow me to the valley this time. It's safer for them to stay at the farm."
"Oh, are you scared? Don't be afraid. It's okay for your parents not to go. Go out with Xiao Wu and the others a few days before the New Year, and go in with your husband after the eighth day of the first lunar month.
Master wants you to learn how to make medicine with Master Qin for a few months. It would be a joke if a medical student couldn't make medicine by himself. You won't be an ordinary doctor in the future. You have to stand at the top of the medical field, the top of the mountain, do you understand?"
Ping An laughed, "Master, I understand, but isn't your wish a little too big? Yesterday, the master wanted me to be the top scorer in the imperial examination."
He smiled again, his little face glowing with delicacy.
Sun Sicheng also laughed. I think all parents in the world should have this kind of mentality. He and Awen almost treated Ping An as their own child.
"Okay, Master is wrong. I won't mention this in the future. But you are still young, so it won't hurt to learn more skills. Studying medicine doesn't conflict with studying, but it will only make you suffer more. Ping An, are you doing well in martial arts now?"
"Master Xiao Wu said that I learn quite fast, but Master Da Wu said that I still don't have enough strength. Er Qiang and Lin Feng learn the best, Qing Shi and Wu Jun are also okay, but Yuan Qing is not very good at learning."
Sun Sicheng chuckled: "It doesn't matter whether Yuanqing learns or not. He will learn accounting from your husband and study with you in the future. It depends on his own luck. Ping An, you have signed a 20-year working contract with him, and he will follow you for the rest of his life.
This time you enter the valley, Fang Wu from Fang Xiao's family is not bad. I have released his bond, but his parents' bond is still there. The bond is fine, Fang Xiao and his wife are good people with good skills. Fang Wu is their only son. It seems that he has been learning martial arts with them since he was four years old. You are lucky. In short, you should treat these dozen people sincerely, but you must have a limit and always remember that you are the master. "
Ping An suddenly felt like crying.
In this life, he worried about this and that, considered this and that, but he was not very satisfied with the results.
What made him most satisfied was meeting his master, who gave him warmth that even his father didn't have, and always considered him. He even prepared staff for him now, which could be said to be a deliberate act.
"Master, I will honor you throughout my life. I will remember all the kindness you have shown me."
Looking at the child's bright eyes, his heart full of longing for him, Sun Sicheng felt completely soft-hearted.
"Be good, you are my disciple, maybe even my only disciple. If I don't treat you well, who else can I treat well? Come on, follow the master to the front hall."
Ping An really enjoys the kindness shown to him by his master and husband, and is overwhelmed by their love.
…
However, this afternoon was destined to be restless.
Just when dusk was about to go home safely, an embroidery workshop in the east of the city caught fire. The weather was dry in late autumn and it was difficult to put out the fire when the fabric caught fire. Fortunately, the rescue was timely and only two people died and twenty to thirty people were injured.
All the medical clinics in the city were notified, and naturally people from Baicaotang were also sent there.
Sun Sicheng took his little apprentice with him.
When they arrived safely, the scene was shocking. The huge embroidery workshop was all black and charred. The injured were lying on the ground in the yard, and the two dead were also lying nearby, but their faces were covered with cloth.
It's really miserable.
Magistrate Bai arrived in person and called together the doctors who were present.
"Dear doctors, this happened suddenly, and we don't know the exact situation yet, but we need to treat the injured urgently. There are 27 injured people now, and you have doctors from six clinics. It is not a good idea to just let them lie there. We need to distribute them among the clinics.
I'll ask the yamen runners to help carry the body. As for the medical expenses, you won't be at a disadvantage. The owner of the embroidery shop is here, and he will sign and seal the names of the injured people carried away by each family. What do you think? Please help save the people."
Prefect Bai clenched his fists and saluted continuously. It was really amazing that a prefect could do this. Ping An noticed that the owner of the embroidery workshop next to him was about to cry.
Yes, there are two dead people, so some compensation should be paid. Human life is at stake.
Twenty-seven injured people were lying on the ground groaning. The cost of treatment can be imagined. If one's family is not particularly well-off, this can make one go bankrupt in an instant.
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