Chapter 5 Three Thousand Taels!
"Cough, cough, cough..." She opened her mouth and coughed violently before she could say anything. "These are all trivial matters. Daddy, don't worry."
"How can it be a trivial matter? Where is the doctor? What does the doctor say?"
Wanxiang winked, and someone hurried in from a distance, "Miss San, you'd better stop hiding this from the master. If you keep hiding it, your life will be in danger!"
Doctor Lin, carrying a medicine box, stood at the door, looking embarrassed.
He was really in a difficult situation, but who could blame him for giving so much? He was in need of money, and then the Third Miss came to him. However, if he hadn't known in advance that the Third Miss was acting, it looked like he would have been deceived too.
Upon hearing this, Song's father stood up in shock and said, "Doctor, what happened to my daughter? How did her life become a matter of life and death..."
"Master Song, I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. Miss Third's illness came on suddenly. It's the result of long-term physical deficiency and a serious illness that hasn't been cured. Now the disease is so severe that if we don't treat it, it will be too late."
Song's father slammed the bed angrily, "Then you should treat him."
"I can treat it, but... one of the ingredients required for this disease is extremely rare. Not only is it hard to find, but even if you can find it, it's extremely expensive..."
"How much do you want?"
The doctor held up three fingers. "Three thousand taels. Two thousand five hundred taels is for the medicine. The rest is needed to buy some nourishing herbs to make the medicine warm and nourish the body... A total of three thousand taels is enough."
He is so mean, he felt guilty when he said this!
He glanced at Song Ci, who was lying on the bed with a pale face and an indifferent expression, and continued with a stiff upper lip, "Only high-quality Ganoderma lucidum can be used as medicine to gently cure the Third Miss's stubborn illness. Ensure that her life is not in danger..."
Father Song leaned on a chair, somewhat unsteadily, and said, "Three thousand taels..."
He had been doing business for almost two months and had only earned four hundred taels. Where would he get three thousand taels?
The huge amount of money was like a heavy mountain, which instantly made Song's father's back bend a lot.
"I only have four hundred taels on me, and this, this remaining money..." Song's father looked dejected.
Song Ci supported herself and said weakly, "Daddy, it's okay for my daughter to not be cured. I'm really okay..."
After she finished speaking, she started coughing violently again, but this time, she actually coughed up blood...
Song's father was shocked. It seemed that what the doctor said was right. His daughter was indeed terminally ill. No wonder it cost so much money to cure her.
"Lie down quickly, lie down quickly."
Song's father carefully helped his daughter lie down. Looking at her face, his heart ached. How could his sweet and lovely daughter be infected with this disease?
Seeing that the time had come, Song Ci spoke at the right time.
"Dad, our third family is poor. All the money we earned over the years was handed over to the public treasury for safekeeping by grandma. Now that I am so sick, grandma and my uncles will definitely not sit idly by..."
As soon as she reminded him, Song's father immediately understood.
The third branch of the family was poor, but the Song family had money. He had been doing business for so many years, and every time he returned, he would bring back several hundred taels or even more. He must have saved a lot over the years.
He turned his head away and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with the clean part of his sleeve while his daughter wasn't paying attention. He then stood up and said, "Daddy will go find your grandmother and your eldest and second uncles right away."
Song Ci nodded, and seeing her father's receding back, her eyes gradually turned cold.
Daddy is bound to be disappointed by the temperament of those people in the Song family, but this is exactly what she wants. Daddy must see the true face of the Song family as soon as possible so that their family will not go back to the old ways.
After jogging all the way, Song's father finally reached the main hall. Before he even entered, he heard the middle-aged man next to the grandmother of the Song family speak, "I was rescued by your Song family this time, and I should return the favor. However, I was away from home, and my carriage and other belongings were crushed under the rocks. I'm afraid it will be difficult to recover them. I still have some silver on me, but I hope you won't accept it..."
After he finished speaking, he took out three silver notes, exactly three thousand taels, no more, no less.
The wrinkles on Grandma Song's face exploded. "When encountering something like this, anyone with a conscience will help."
Although she said nice words, Grandma Song's hands were not slow. She calmly placed her hand on the three thousand taels of silver note.
Zhang Baiwan noticed her action and smiled. It would be best if the favor could be bought off with money.
When Song's father saw the three thousand taels, he felt relieved and hurried in. He knelt down in front of Song's grandmother with a plop, which scared everyone.
"You, what are you doing!" Grandmother Song came to her senses and scolded angrily.
"Mother, mother, Song Ci is seriously ill and needs money to save her life."
"She's fine, how could she be so ill? We have guests here, let's talk later if there's nothing else. Come down quickly."
Zhang Baiwan, who was standing by, saw that it was the man who saved him and hurriedly said, "Mr. Song, if you have something to say, sit down and talk slowly."
He had a very good impression of Song San, thinking that he was a down-to-earth and honest person who saved him without asking for anything in return. On the contrary, it was the other people in the Song family who were greedy.
After Song's father sat down, he clenched his fingers in his sleeves and mustered up his courage, "Mom, big brother, second brother, the doctor said Song Ci is seriously ill and needs money for treatment, otherwise, his life will be in danger!"
Uncle Song was keenly aware of Zhang Baiwan's attitude towards his younger brother. He turned around and said with a smile, "If you are sick, you must be treated. Song Ci is my niece, and as her uncle, I certainly can't ignore her. How much silver do you need?"
"Three thousand taels..."
"What!" Grandmother Song was the first to get impatient. "What three thousand taels? She's a princess or an empress, three thousand taels for a medical bill! How can she be so delicate? Just take some medicine, she won't die!"
Zhang Baiwan frowned when he heard this. Uncle Song said hurriedly, "Why do you need so much money... Third brother, have you been deceived..."
"That's what Doctor Lin said. He's been treating and getting medicine for our family. I believe what he says."
Uncle Song froze upon hearing this. Ever since their family moved from the village to Beijing, they had been having Doctor Lin visit them for three years. His words couldn't be false...
It’s only three thousand taels.
These three thousand taels are of great use to him and cannot be handed over.
"Third brother, I know you're anxious, but our family isn't well-off right now...why not ask Doctor Lin to try a different treatment?"
Grandmother Song quickly agreed, "In the village, people use folk remedies to treat illnesses, like drinking talisman water or drinking incense ash! Try all of these, maybe they will work. The old methods make sense, and they're not worth spending three thousand taels..."
"When my third sister came to see me before, I didn't think her condition was that serious..." Song Rouxi, who was standing aside, picked up a handkerchief and spoke in an embarrassed tone.
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