The time has come. If we don’t act now, when will we?
Siyu put down the water cup, "Miss, the young master is still asleep."
"Where's your mother? Let her watch it, not him."
Yan Zhi just woke up and heard these words.
“…”
[No, no, I want to go.]
[Stupid mother, come back and take me with you, or I will cry.]
The next moment, she really started crying sadly.
Jiang Ying rolled his eyes and ignored him. Why should he rush forward just because something good was happening?
Haven’t had enough of eating melons?
After leaving the Zen room and turning a corner, I could no longer hear Xiao Yanzhi's voice. It was probably just the coverage of a low-quality wifi.
From a distance, there were a lot of people gathered at the door.
Most of them were guards brought by Old Madam Jiang, about six or seven of them, and a small number were monks from the temple.
They were whispering to each other and all looked unhappy.
After all, Madam Jiang was of noble status. If she really died in their temple, who knows how they would be vengeful.
Not to mention the guards, it was normal for them to be used as punching bags by the Duke in a fit of rage.
The crying of the maid in the yard was suppressed and sad.
Only one old woman remained calm, "Quick, go and get the abbot!"
If we can't cure the root cause, we can at least treat the symptoms, as long as we can wake the old lady up.
The young monk at the door held onto the door frame and said, "We've already sent people to look for him, but the abbot went to the mountains to collect herbs early this morning. I don't know if we can find him..."
Nanny Tang's legs and feet went weak and she couldn't help but slide to the ground.
Yin Zhi and Yin Rui hurried forward to help, tears welling up on their faces.
Yin Shuang ran out of the house, "Madame Tang, the old lady seems to be breathing in more and out less..."
"What should I do? What should I do?"
Yin Shuang raised the silver needle in her hand with trembling hands, "As Imperial Physician Hu said before, there is only one method left, the fingernails..."
Use a gold needle to pierce the fingertip and nail. Ten fingers are connected to the heart. If this still doesn't wake you up, then...
There is no way to save the situation.
Nanny Tang's face turned pale. She gritted her teeth and said, "What are you waiting for? If anyone is blamed, I, an old woman, will take full responsibility. Let's go!"
The group returned to the house in a large group.
People are keen on watching the excitement, so the guards at the door, the monks, and the pilgrims who came later like Jiang Ying, immediately came from the outside of the courtyard to the inside.
He stretched his neck to look into the main room.
On the chaise longue on the right side of the room, an old lady with white hair on her temples was lying silently. It was undoubtedly Madam Jiang.
There was no visible rise or fall of breathing in the chest.
One of the monks couldn't help but say, "This...is not breathing..."
"Nonsense, why would someone prick their nails if they can breathe? It must be so painful."
"Amitabha, I hope he can be saved."
Siyu trembled for no reason and hugged Jiang Ying's arm. "Girl, it hurts just looking at it. Should we go back?"
Jiang Ying thought she was going to persuade him to save the person, but when he heard that, he was stunned for a moment, "You know I have medical skills, why didn't you ask me to save him?"
Siyu shook her head, "No, the young lady has her own plans. It's up to you to decide whether to save her or not. I dare not speak carelessly.
"The situation inside is very dangerous. I can't let my impulsiveness harm the girl."
"You're such a clever fellow." Jiang Ying smiled and tapped Siyu on the head, then stepped onto the stairs. "Well, your daughter is stubborn and loves to fight with the King of Hell for people."
Like jade, "..."
At this moment, Nanny Tang and others had already pricked all ten of Madam Jiang's fingers.
It was bloody and horrific to look at.
The timid Yinrui cried so hard that she hiccuped.
Nanny Tang had completely lost hope and sat down on the ground, feeling completely disheartened.
He murmured, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Old Madam, you won't be alone on the road to the underworld. This old servant will come to accompany you..."
As he spoke, he suddenly exploded and slammed into the pillar.
Jiang Ying rushed to her quickly, but the old lady hit him with all her might, causing Jiang Ying's knee to crack and he fell down with her.
Jiang Ying, “…”
It’s hard to be a good person!
Seeing this, several silver men nearby quickly ran over to help.
Yin Shuang's voice choked with sobs. "Madam Tang, what are you doing? When the old lady was ill, she said that no one was allowed to do anything stupid for her."
Nanny Tang didn't die, she covered her face and cried bitterly, "Wuwuwu... Old Madam, I'm so sorry, I deserve to die!
"Don't worry about me, just let me be buried with the old lady. I destroyed her medicine. I deserve to die, I deserve to die..."
Jiang Ying bent down and touched his knee, grimacing. "It hurts! Is it cracked?"
Everyone in the room then looked at her.
"Madam, thank you for saving Madam Tang just now, but our old lady... I'm sorry, could you please tell me your husband's surname? We will express our gratitude to you formally another day."
Jiang Ying had a horse-felled bun on her head, which was a married bun, so Yin Shuang called her Madam.
Jiang Ying let go of his hand. "No need. I barged in because I'm a doctor. I felt sorry for your old lady and wanted to try my best to save her."
Everyone: “…”
This is the truth, but does it have to be so straightforward?
Several maids were almost unable to react. Nanny Tang jumped up and threw herself at Jiang Ying's legs. "Please, please, young lady, if you can wake up our old lady, I will do anything for you, even as a slave!"
There are not many women working as doctors in this era.
People usually don't hire female doctors, let alone look favorably upon them.
But Nanny Tang is now in despair, and the person in front of her is her last straw.
Holding Jiang Ying's legs, he hit his head and soon started bleeding.
Jiang Ying stood there, not helping Nanny Tang. She simply said expressionlessly, "Let me make this clear first. Your old lady is in this situation, and I'm being polite when I say we'll try our best. If you can't save her later and you blame me, I won't take responsibility."
With the magical spring and magical medicine, it is impossible for Jiang Ying to fail to save a dying person.
But she had to pretend, otherwise people would think it was easy for her to save people.
If you put in the effort, you will reap the rewards.
There is no such thing as pie falling from the sky.
"Okay...Okay...We promise."
"Madam, we maids will testify for you, please!"
The three girls, with tears in their eyes, knelt down before Jiang Ying.
Jiang Ying nodded and thought to himself that the people in Duke Jiang’s Mansion were all reasonable.
Judging from the small details, the Duke Jiang’s Mansion should not be too bad.
While his consciousness was calling upon the spiritual spring and spiritual medicine, Jiang Ying slowly walked forward and looked around Old Madam Jiang and examined her.
In fact, she had noticed as soon as she arrived at the door that Old Madam Jiang was suffering from tuberculosis.
In ancient times, it was indeed difficult to cure the disease with medicine.
He can only rely on special medicine to stay alive until his life is exhausted...
Madam Jiang is not at the end of her life yet, but this kind of dangerous shock is very common.
I don’t know who saved her in her previous life.
Thinking of this, Jiang Ying put a finger into his mouth, bit his finger with a "sizzle", and then quickly stuffed it into Old Madam Jiang's mouth.
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