The old woman who fell to the ground was full of fear and tried to get up tremblingly, but perhaps because she was injured too badly, she failed after trying several times.
The little girl next to her looked no more than five or six years old. She was now crying helplessly on her, her little face flushed and her eyes full of tears.
"Grandma, grandma, how are you?"
The old woman was hurried and distressed. She wiped away the tears from the little girl's face with her wrinkled hands tremblingly. "Don't cry, dear girl. Don't cry. Grandma is fine, it's fine..."
When the people around saw this scene, they couldn't help but point and talk.
"Whose family is this master? Why is he so arrogant?"
"That's right! It was clearly their carriage that hit someone first, yet they still have this attitude! Bullying an elderly and helpless person is really heartless!"
"I see, this carriage seems to belong to... Lord Fan?"
"Which Lord Fan?"
"How many masters are there in the capital with the surname Fan? That's Master Fan Chengzhuo who was demoted before!"
"It's actually him? Oh, no wonder! He probably thinks he's the Minister of Justice, he's so arrogant!"
Fan Chengzhuo was sitting in the carriage and could hear the discussions outside. He couldn't help but frown.
His health had been getting worse over the past two days, and he even had difficulty eating. In desperation, the driver mentioned that there was a doctor in the city who specialized in treating difficult and complicated diseases, and advised him to go there for a check-up, hoping that his condition would improve.
Fan Chengzhuo was unwilling at first, but he really couldn't hold on any longer.
——Zheng Baosu’s case has not yet come to a conclusion, how could he just die like that?
Even if the master wants his life,... he has to get through this first!
So, after a fierce ideological struggle, Fan Chengzhuo finally went out, planning to find some medicine to keep himself alive.
I didn't expect to run into this.
He was just about to ask the driver to give the other party some silver to settle the matter, when he felt an itch in his throat and started coughing violently again.
"You—cough cough! Cough—cough cough cough!"
The driver was startled, turned around and quickly walked back to the carriage, hurriedly lifted the curtain, and asked with a worried look on his face, "Sir, are you okay?"
Hula——
A gust of cool wind blew into the car as he moved. Fan Chengzhuo took a breath of cool air and choked accidentally, and immediately started coughing even more violently.
"Ahem! A ...
His face flushed, his breathing became rapid, and he had to pound his chest several times with one hand before he could catch his breath.
However, in just a moment, the crowd could see clearly that it was him sitting in the carriage.
For a while, they were whispering to each other and talking about it.
The glance he gave Fan Chengzhuo was filled with a hint of contempt and disdain.
Fan Chengzhuo was furious and pointed at the driver with his hand.
The driver sensed his anger and quickly lowered the curtain, turning around with an even more ferocious look on his face.
"Are you deaf? My master is not feeling well and needs to see a doctor! If you don't move out of the way, don't blame me for being rude!"
The old woman was frightened by his fierce rebuke. She hugged the little girl to her chest and begged, "Sir, please forgive me! I, we will leave now! Let's go now!"
As she spoke, she struggled to get up from the ground. However, just as she took a step, she felt a sharp pain in her leg, causing her face to turn pale and she fell forward uncontrollably.
The little girl was so frightened that she started crying and rushed over, "Grandma!"
At this moment, a man dressed in a short shirt came running from somewhere and supported the old woman.
"How are you, old man?"
The old woman looked up tremblingly, only to see a stranger, "You, you are..."
The man smiled and said, "My second daughter saw that you seemed to be injured, so she asked me to come and help you."
"Your second daughter?"
The old woman looked back blankly, and saw a woman who had just got off the carriage. She was wearing a plain brocade skirt, with a white jade hairpin with a crabapple flower pattern slanted on her head. Her face was beautiful, gentle and graceful.
The old woman did not recognize Ye Chutang, but someone watching nearby had already recognized her.
"Isn't that Miss Ye Er?"
Ye Chutang came forward, felt her pulse, and did a simple examination, frowning slightly.
"The hip is broken. You need to go to the doctor immediately and get good treatment."
As she spoke, she took out a silver ingot and put it into the old woman's hand.
The old woman refused again and again, "No, no..."
"It takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone. You'll need to spend a long time to recover from this injury, and it will cost a lot of money. You should accept it. Also, I'll write a prescription later, and you can ask your family to get the medicine according to the prescription." Ye Chutang said, his eyes fixed on the little girl.
The child was obviously confused by this sudden incident. He stood there timidly and didn't dare to cry. Tears as big as beans hung from his eyelashes. He just stared at Ye Chutang blankly, his eyes full of helplessness.
Ye Chutang smiled and said, "My youngest sister is about the same age as your little girl. If she is bullied outside, I hope someone can help her. It's just a small token of my appreciation. Please don't refuse."
When she mentioned the little girl, the old woman's eyes instantly turned red, and she looked down at her frightened granddaughter with tears in her eyes.
Someone in the crowd shouted, "This is the second daughter of the Ye family who has superb medical skills! Others can't ask her for help with their diagnosis! Old man, you are really lucky! You should accept it quickly!"
The old woman realized it belatedly and looked at Ye Chutang in disbelief.
This, this is the one who treated His Majesty... Miss Ye Er?
Then, then...
The old woman's attitude finally softened, and she was about to kneel down and kowtow to Ye Chutang.
"Thank you very much, Miss Ye Er! You——"
She was unable to kneel down and was stopped by Ye Chutang's driver.
Ye Chutang said, "No need to thank me, this is just a misunderstanding, I don't think Lord Fan meant it."
As he spoke, Ye Chutang raised his eyes and looked forward, smiling slightly, "Master Fan, you say, is that right?"
Fan Chengzhuo never expected that Ye Chutang would suddenly appear along the way.
He naturally didn't want to have anything to do with Ye Chutang, but under the current circumstances, he couldn't refute it.
Otherwise, wouldn't you become the target of public criticism? ?
Fan Chengzhuo managed to suppress his cough with great difficulty, regretting that he spoke too late and let Ye Chutang speak first!
At this point, he had to say, "Miss Ye Er is right. This is indeed my fault. I should be responsible for it."
As he said this, he scolded the driver coldly, "What are you standing there for?"
The driver was panicked now. He responded quickly, ran over to take the silver and handed it over, then asked someone to send the old woman and the girl away.
After a period of chaos, things were finally settled.
However, just when Fan Chengzhuo breathed a sigh of relief and thought he could finally leave, he was stopped by Ye Chutang.
"I just heard that Lord Fan is not feeling well and wants to seek medical treatment?" (End of this chapter)
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