Pang Yi ignored him and walked out of the inn. With the sound of "Gee, gee, gee", the carriage sped away again.
Upstairs guest rooms.
“Boom boom boom!”
"Madam," the waiter knocked on the door while holding a bun, "Madam, are you there? I have something for you!"
"I know," Xiao An stood in front of the window, staring blankly at the carriage going away on the street. After a long while, she said softly, turned around and walked to the door, unbolted it, frowned and looked at the waiter outside, "What's the matter?"
"The guest from yesterday just asked me to come up and give you the buns." The waiter handed over the buns with a smile on his face. "It's still hot, please eat it while it's hot!"
"Thank you." Xiao An took the bun and closed the door. She sat at the table and stared at the white bun. After a long while, she took one and took a bite. The mouth was full of freshness, fragrance, and tenderness, and Xiao An's nose suddenly felt sour. She didn't have much appetite, but she still ate the bun in her hand bite by bite.
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"Then has Madam eaten yet? The waiter just said that he has brought dumplings to Madam. Has Madam eaten yet?"
"The dumplings are greasy. I'm afraid you won't be able to eat them. I'll go fry two refreshing dishes for you. Madam, what would you like to eat? Rice or noodles?"
"I want to eat dumplings with three fresh fillings."
"I'm afraid we can't find the three-fresh filling here. Would you like to eat the tofu vermicelli filling?"
"Is it tasty?"
"It's delicious. Madam, please take a nap. I'll go downstairs and prepare it."
"Oh, hurry up...go and come back soon."
"Yes, I obey your command."
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In the quiet guest room, Xiao An ate half a pound of buns with tears in her eyes.
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The doctor Pang Yi invited was an old doctor who had been practicing medicine for nearly fifty years and worked in the most famous clinic in the town. The doctor was reluctant to go out for consultation because the weather was cold, not to mention that he had to go up the mountain. Later, Pang Yi paid the doctor three taels of silver as a consultation fee and knelt down and kowtowed to him, and the old doctor finally agreed.
"Doctor Lu, please come in," Pang Yi helped Doctor Lu get off the carriage, while carrying the medicine box for him and supporting the 70-year-old man, "Please go slowly and be careful with your steps."
When Pang Yi helped Doctor Lu in, Zhong Mingwei had already heard the noise and sat on the kang to greet Doctor Lu: "It's so cold, thank you for coming all the way here."
"Okay, okay," Doctor Lu nodded, and sat on the edge of the kang. Pang Yi had roughly described Zhong Mingwei's injuries to him in the clinic just now. At this time, his dim old eyes looked at Zhong Mingwei's swollen knees, his brows knitted tightly, and he said to himself, "Why is the cold poison so severe?"
Zhong Mingwei hurriedly asked: "Sir, can my leg be cured?"
"Wait a minute," Doctor Lu said in a deep voice. He took out the silver from the medicine box and gently pierced Zhong Mingwei's knee. Zhong Mingwei suddenly frowned and tried not to scream. Doctor Lu took out the silver needle again and looked at it. He put it to his nose and smelled it. His eyebrows frowned even more. "Not good."
Zhong Mingwei's face looked a little ugly: "Please speak frankly, sir."
"Your injury is old. The old one hasn't healed yet, and you've got a new one. Your foundation has been damaged," Doctor Lu sighed and shook his head. He stretched out his hand to pinch the knee where he had just received acupuncture. Immediately, fresh blood mixed with yellow and thick blood flowed out of the needle hole. He said to Zhong Mingwei, "Look, your knee is now full of pus. It has hurt your bones and flesh. You can't stand up. I can clean it out for you, but pus will come out again soon, and it will be more than now, and the swelling will be more severe. Over the years, I'm afraid that not only your knee, but half of your leg will be disabled."
When Pang Yi heard this, he turned pale with fear. He knelt down in front of Doctor Lu and begged, "Sir, you must hold my master's leg. His leg cannot be broken! As long as you can bring him back to health, we will pay you whatever the price is!"
"This is not about money. Ningguta, with its climate, is not a place to keep healthy. Even healthy people will suffer from it after a long time here, not to mention someone with his physique?" Doctor Lu sighed and shook his head. "If his legs were in other places, they could be kept alive with golden medicine and jade soup. But if he is in Ningguta, which is so cold and bitter, he will be completely useless within five years. There is nothing we can do about it."
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