"Hey, Brother Wang, don't get upset. Business is all about ups and downs."
"Yes, take good care of yourself and get well soon. If you ever need anything from us, just let us know."
Finally, Manager Liu couldn't hold back any longer and secretly asked a familiar cloth shop manager, "Where did our boss get the silver? More than ten thousand taels!"
The shopkeeper's face was ashen, and he said in a low voice, "Don't you know? Your Sihaiju shop, along with several of our shops, were all sold by the owner to raise just over ten thousand taels!"
Manager Liu gasped. He had guessed that the Wang family would decline due to a series of misfortunes, but he hadn't expected it to happen so quickly.
His eyes darted around quickly, and he steeled himself and knelt down.
"Master, I have investigated and found out. The incident at Sihaiju today was caused by a young kitchen worker who, out of jealousy of the head chef's usual beatings and scoldings, mixed croton seeds into the soybeans and ground them together to make tofu. Fortunately, the tofu went sour and was not used in any dishes. The old man who died was infected because he knew the head chef and got a bowl of soy milk to quench his thirst."
Master Wang frowned and sighed, and after a long pause, he said, "I know, the matter... has already happened, and there's no use in finding out."
The other creditors were all deeply saddened upon hearing this.
It's true what they say: a thousand-mile dike can be breached by an ant hole!
The grievances of a young waiter so easily destroyed Sihaiju!
Manager Liu took a deep breath and kowtowed to the ground. "Master, I am getting old, and now that Sihaiju has been sold, I would like to ask you to have mercy and release my family's indenture, allowing me to return to my hometown to live out my old age."
Before Master Wang could speak, the other shopkeepers came to their senses, rushed forward, and knelt down as well.
"Master, we're getting old!"
"Boss, the shop is gone, and we have no use for our skills anymore. Let us go back to our hometown together."
When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter!
The other creditors, watching and listening, looked at Master Wang with even greater pity in their eyes.
Not only did they see that the Wang family was beginning to decline, but the servants did the same, and they immediately began to plan their own way out.
Master Wang's pale face turned ashen with rage. He tried to speak, but then coughed up blood.
Although he quickly covered his mouth with his hand, blood still seeped through his fingers.
Everyone was terrified and cried out in unison, "Doctor! Doctor!"
Dr. Sun, who had been standing to the side, snapped impatiently, "What are you yelling about? You're in such a hurry now, what were you doing earlier? All of you taking turns pressing for debts and then quitting your jobs at the same time, even a good person would be furious!"
Everyone lowered their heads after being scolded, feeling very guilty and genuinely ashamed of being a murderer.
Master Wang waved his hand, and he swallowed the blood back down his throat.
Then he instructed Wang Fu, "There's a hidden compartment under the desk containing these people's indentures. Bring them all out and distribute them."
Wang Fu wiped away his tears in anger, "Master, you can't do this!"
But Master Wang insisted, and Wang Fu had no choice but to take out the indenture.
The shopkeepers rushed forward, took their share, and then knelt down and kowtowed.
"Sir, we had no choice."
Master Wang took a few breaths and was about to say something when he suddenly fell off his chair.
"Master, Master!"
Wang Fu hugged his master, and seeing that Doctor Sun was still standing to the side without coming forward, he angrily cursed, "You quack! Didn't you say that after drinking the medicine, our master would get better? How exactly did you treat our master? He's getting worse!"
Perhaps it was the word "quack doctor" that struck a nerve with Dr. Sun, who became so angry that he lost all restraint and started yelling: "He's about to die! I'm already being kind by prescribing medicine to keep him alive for a few more days. Do you think I'm the King of Hell, that I can just decide not to let him die and not let him die? Besides, he has a blood clot in his brain. Even if it were five or six years ago, let alone when he was first injured more than ten years ago, any random doctor could have prescribed some blood-activating and stasis-removing medicine, and he wouldn't be in this predicament now!"
“I don’t care what your family’s plans are, why they won’t treat him, or why they don’t want him to live, but you can’t pin this on me! This person was killed by your family, it has nothing to do with me!”
They won't treat the illness?
To be delayed until death?
The courtyard was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Nobody's a fool, especially the people in this courtyard. They're all either the owner or the manager, and they're all incredibly shrewd.
Back then, Master Wang was seriously injured on the head and was rescued and taken to the Wang family. Because he had forgotten his own name and hometown, he became a son-in-law of the Wang family to repay their kindness.
Over the years, everyone has seen how Master Wang has acted.
He loved and respected the Wang family's daughter, and he was also diligent in doing business, more than doubling the Wang family's business.
Could it be that the Wang family is afraid that once their good son-in-law recovers from his head injury, they won't be able to keep him, which is why they've been delaying treatment for Master Wang?
At this moment, Wang Fu seemed unwilling to believe it and loudly retorted, "Impossible! Our lady has consulted dozens of doctors over the years, and none of them said she could not be cured."
"Bullshit!" Doctor Sun was also angry, rolling his eyes and cursing, "Such a simple illness, even my apprentice could prescribe medicine! What do you mean you can't cure it? You just don't want to treat it! If you cured it, your husband would run away. If I were in your shoes, I would have kept it a secret too!"
Madam Wang, the only daughter of the Wang family, refused to treat her husband's illness, allowing him to suffer from headaches until his condition became terminal.
Everyone exchanged glances and kept their mouths tightly shut, afraid that if they opened their mouths, they would be unable to help but exclaim in surprise.
This is absolutely amazing!
If that's true, then isn't Master Wang... so pitiful!
Master Wang also understood the doctor's meaning, and suddenly turned his head, his eyes almost bursting out of their sockets!
"No...impossible!"
Doctor Sun seemed to want to say something harsher, but perhaps out of consideration for Master Wang's impending death, he sighed and said, "Fine, if you don't believe it, then don't believe it! You've been sold out and you're still helping them count the money. You're quite pathetic."
After saying that, he picked up his medicine box and walked out, saying, "You should find someone else who can help you. I'm no match for the innocent who died unjustly!"
In the blink of an eye, Doctor Sun disappeared as soon as he stepped out the door.
The creditors and shopkeepers looked at each other, seemingly afraid of getting into trouble, and they all bowed and scattered like birds and beasts!
The once noisy courtyard was now empty except for Wang Fu accompanying his master, while the other servants watched from afar, not daring to approach.
Wang Fu wiped away his tears, helped his master into the house to rest, and then began to busy himself with brewing medicine...
Outside the Wang family courtyard, onlookers listened intermittently to the commotion.
Some heard it, some didn't, but Dr. Sun's shouts were crystal clear.
Seeing the doctor storm out, the crowd pulled him to a nearby teahouse and quickly ordered him tea and snacks.
Someone asked impatiently, "Dr. Sun, what's going on with the Wang family? It sounds like they're blaming you for not curing their illness!"
“Yes,” others chimed in, “Master Wang’s headaches have been going on for years, and no one can cure them. It’s not your fault.”
"Master Wang is a man of good character; perhaps his illness is more severe this time?"
Doctor Sun drank half a pot of tea in one gulp, still seemingly indignant, and said, "The waiter at Sihaiju was jealous of the head chef, so he mixed croton seeds into the soybeans, which killed a customer. Master Wang was so anxious that he vomited blood. Then, their cargo ship was robbed by river pirates, and they had to pay more than ten thousand taels of silver in compensation. Master Wang was a man of principle, so he sold Sihaiju and the shop to pay off the debt."
"Ah, so many things have happened to the Wang family!"
"I've heard about what happened at Sihaiju, but it's really unlucky that this cargo ship was hijacked by pirates!"
"Yes, good fortune never comes in pairs, but misfortunes never come singly."
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