Cui Biao carried the person to most of the medical clinics in the capital.
The answers are all the same!
There's no hope.
Just then, they bumped into an old man in tattered clothes.
The old man glanced at Shen Haoyi who was being carried and immediately raised his eyebrows: "Oh, this man is about to die!"
Cui Biao's face darkened.
The old man somehow managed to get around him and lifted the clothes off Shen Haoyi's belly on the spot.
"What are you doing, old man..."
Cui Biao's angry roar suddenly stopped.
Because he saw that Shen Haoyi's belly, with his clothes lifted up, had many fine lines on it, and his entire belly was stretched hard and round, even more terrifying than a ten-month pregnancy, and the skin on his belly was purple.
It seemed as if it would explode in the next second.
Cui Biao and others were shocked.
There were doctors who had lifted up the clothes to look before, but at that time there was clearly no such thing...
"You see, his belly is about to burst."
“It’s about to burst.”
"Brother, I advise you to take the man back quickly. While he's still alive, let him see his family and avoid any regrets."
Cui Biao's legs almost went weak.
Looking at Shen Haoyi's big belly that looked like a purple watermelon, he felt a black screen in front of his eyes, because he knew too well that if Shen Haoyi was really dead, he would definitely not be able to survive.
Then Patriarch Shen will definitely kill him!!
"You're a doctor, right?"
"Doctor, please save my eldest young master. I can give you any amount of money. Please save him. He can't die..." Cui Biao grabbed the old man's hand.
This time he wasn't as angry as he was at the beginning.
He pleaded urgently.
The old man shook his head. "No, it's too difficult to save your young master who's still hanging on to his last breath. If I can't save him, it will tarnish my reputation as the Nine Divine Doctors. I won't save him."
The old man who claimed to be the Ninth Divine Doctor was about to shake off Cui Biao.
"A miracle doctor!"
Cui Biao's eyes lit up.
"Since you are a miracle doctor, you must have a way to become one, right? Please save my eldest young master. As long as you save him, I can give you anything you want..." Cui Biao held onto the Ninth Miracle Doctor tightly, as if he was grabbing a life-saving straw.
Divine Doctor Jiu refused, "No, your young master's condition is too difficult to save. Surgery is necessary, but surgery is not an easy task. No, no, it's too difficult. I don't have enough energy..."
As he said that, the Ninth Divine Doctor shook off Cui Biao's hand and wanted to leave.
Cui Biao was unwilling to let anyone go.
He directly ordered the guards to surround the man, "Divine Doctor, I'm sorry!"
"Hey, what are you doing? Are you trying to kidnap me, an old man? Help me..."
Many people watched.
But no one dared to step forward to rescue him, and they could only watch Cui Biao take the old doctor away.
Return to the inn.
Cui Biao quickly had Shen Haoyi put on the bed and begged Divine Doctor Nine, "Divine Doctor, please have mercy on me and save my young master. I..."
This time Cui Biao didn't finish.
Then the lazy voice of the Ninth Divine Doctor was heard; "One hundred thousand taels!"
What?
Cui Biao was stunned.
But then the Ninth Divine Doctor said, "As long as you can give me 100,000 taels, I can save him immediately."
Cui Biao reacted and immediately looked grim. "Divine Doctor, these 100,000 taels..."
"If not, I won't save you!"
Divine Doctor Jiu folded his arms across his chest and sat down on the chair. He no longer looked like a miracle doctor like before, but now looked more like a scoundrel and a fraud.
Cui Biao's face turned dark.
But when he saw Shen Haoyi lying on the bed, he could only say:
"Divine Doctor, the 100,000 taels you asked for is too much. I can't come up with it right now. How about this, you save my eldest young master first, and when he wakes up, I'll give you the 100,000 taels."
"Tsk! Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?"
"If you want me to help you, pay me. Otherwise, even if you kill me, I won't treat you!"
"you……"
Cui Biao looked at the "rogue" Nine Divine Doctors and was so angry that he really drew his sword. Seeing that he was really like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water, Cui Biao finally compromised, but he really did not have the 100,000 taels.
In desperation.
He could only send people to search the young masters' houses, taking away all the valuables, including the money in the hands of the female relatives. After collecting all the money, he could only find a little over 5,000 taels...
"Miracle doctor, that's all!"
The Ninth Divine Doctor glanced at him and said lazily, "If that's all you have, then I can just induce him to vomit so he can keep breathing. If you want to cure him, you're still short of ninety-five thousand taels!"
Cui Biao had no choice at all.
The result is.
Shen Haoyi vomited a basin of filth, but his stomach didn't feel relieved at all. It was still swollen as if it was about to burst. But he woke up: "It hurts, it hurts so much..."
"Young Master!"
Cui Biao hurried forward.
Shen Haoyi was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat. After opening his eyes and yelling in pain twice, he fainted again...
"Miracle doctor..." Cui Biao was anxious.
"Don't worry, he's not dead! I'll do whatever you give me. Your young master can still hang on for a while, and he can wake up a few times a day and cry out in pain. But you have to hurry. This situation can only last about half a month at most. If you don't raise the money by then, and he dies, I will not be responsible..."
The old man sat on a chair, counting silver as he spoke.
That gesture!
It’s so infuriating!!
Cui Biao walked out of the room with a gloomy face.
He gritted his teeth and ordered the guards outside, "Send a message to the clan leader immediately..." He turned to look at the old man in the house, lowered his voice, and a cold look flashed in his eyes, "Tell the clan leader to bring people to the capital immediately..."
Old man in the house.
The tip of his ear moved slightly, and while counting the money, he raised the corners of his lips high...
…
Mingshou Hall.
"Miss, Madam Wei is at the door." Dong Shuang whispered in Yang Zhao's ear.
This sound was also heard by Aunt Yang, who was sitting very close to Yang Zhao. The old lady immediately became alert and whispered, "Is he here?"
Yang Zhao nodded slightly.
The old lady straightened her back, reached for her waist, and pulled out a handkerchief. She cried out in a loud voice, "My poor sister-in-law, why do you have such a miserable life..."
Old Madam Yang, who had just fallen asleep: ...?
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