Fortunately, the blood clot was small and the location of the clot was quite ordinary, so it was not life-threatening.
The only thing that troubled Mo Qianshang was that the medicine that could make the blood clots and hematomas slowly absorb and disappear on their own cost about the same as the cost of renting the machine.
It's very expensive.
But she no longer has any extra money to buy medicine at the mall...
In her distress, Mo Qianshang suddenly noticed a large black bundle on her dressing table, which didn't seem to belong to her.
The ghost was sent by the gods. She lifted her foot and walked towards the dressing table. As soon as her hand touched the bundle, she realized that it was not a bundle at all.
It was clearly something like a wooden box wrapped in a black cloth.
Just as she was about to open the bundle to take a look, she noticed the corner of a letter peeking out from under the black cloth. She figured it must be about the bundle, so she pulled the letter out.
After quickly skimming through the text, Mo Qianshang was filled with emotion.
It turned out that Yu Wende's family saw that everyone in the village was going up the mountain to look for someone. They were unfamiliar with the area and didn't dare to wander around, feeling that they couldn't be of any help.
Worried that if something else happened in the village, they would have to take care of the family, which would be too much trouble for others, so they quietly packed their things and set off again.
The bundle did indeed contain a wooden box, filled with jewelry and ornaments left by them as a token of their gratitude for Mo Qianshang. They also left a five-hundred-tael silver note and a jade pendant as a keepsake for their future meetings.
Just when she was feeling sleepy, someone handed her a pillow!
Without any hesitation, Mo Qianshang immediately opened the box, casually took out a gold-inlaid jade hairpin, and tentatively exchanged it with the mall.
【bite--】
[Medium-grade antique gold and jade inlaid double butterfly and flying flower hairpin, 1000 taels/piece, is it for sale?]
Good heavens!
Ancient jewelry is truly valuable; any piece can easily be considered an antique. She nodded eagerly, indicating that she would sell it.
Next, she randomly picked two items that didn't quite match her style: a pair of gold earrings and a pair of relatively intricately crafted necklaces, priced at five hundred taels and eight hundred taels respectively.
The immediate crisis was abruptly resolved.
Meanwhile, the village chief, belatedly realizing what was happening, had already arrived in the courtyard, and the wailing of Liu Shuda's mother, Xia Chun, gradually drifted into the house.
The sound was harsh and shrill, failing to evoke any sympathy from Mo Qianchang, only giving her a headache.
She quickly ground the medicine she had exchanged into powder, put it into several antique-looking small jade bottles, and then went to the door frame to call Xiao Yao Shi in.
“Madam, Shuda…” Little Yao was soft-hearted after all. Seeing Liu Shuda lying on the bed as if he had lost too much of his life force, his little face was ashen, and his soft voice trembled slightly.
"It's pretty much what you guessed. You don't need to worry about him giving me these medicines. You can give them to his mother, Xia Chun, in a bit. Each small bottle of medicine should be about half a fingernail's width each time, taken with water."
"Once he finishes taking all these medications, the small blood clot in his brain should dissipate. Then, find an excuse to have him come to me, and I'll secretly take a look at him."
"Madam, may I smell these medicines?" Hearing how miraculous Mo Qianshang described them, Madam Yao couldn't help but want to learn more.
With Mo Qianshang's permission, Xiao Yao carefully opened the small bottle and gently sniffed it.
This gesture inexplicably gave Mo Qianshang a feeling of returning to her old chemistry lab class.
Xia Chun's crying suddenly rang out in the courtyard again. Mo Qianshang quickly put aside the various thoughts in her mind, exchanged a glance with Xiao Yaoshi, and then opened the door and went out together.
Suddenly, Xia Chun rushed towards them like a cannonball. If Mo Qianshang hadn't been quick-witted and pulled Xiao Yao away, Xiao Yao would probably have been knocked to the ground by now.
Mo Qianshang frowned deeply at Mo Qianshang's recklessness in disregarding her instructions not to let anyone barge into the house before she entered. Even Qin Baiyi from the next room came out and leaned against the door to watch.
"Mo Qianshang! This is all your little brat's doing! If it weren't for your brat trying to cause trouble, why would my Shuda have gone to the mountains to look for someone?"
"Now that we haven't found him, you two are in cahoots, and you're still trying to do something to my son behind everyone's back! I'll beat you two bastards to death!"
Xia Chun cursed with bloodshot eyes, ignoring the people around her trying to stop her, and threw her hand to slap Mo Qianshang across the face.
Unexpectedly, her hand was grabbed, and the anger in her heart was instantly frozen by Mo Qianshang's cold gaze.
"Don't come spewing nonsense in front of me if you haven't figured out who's responsible! If you think we're messing with your son behind everyone's back, you can simply refuse the medicine we're giving you."
“If I remember correctly, your family was not poor before you fled the famine. You should still have some savings. Once you have settled down, it would be good to find a doctor to give your son a proper check-up.”
When her son's injuries and medicine were mentioned, Xia Chun's momentum weakened, but she still couldn't hold back her words.
"Why shouldn't I use it? My son was harmed by that fatherless bastard in your family. I'm taking this medicine no matter what!"
Just kidding, Xia Chun glared at Mo Qianshang fiercely, and then, taking advantage of Xiao Yao's inattention, snatched several medicine bottles from her hand.
In fact, Xia Chun's every move was under Mo Qianshang's watchful eye, but the grudges between adults should not cost a child's life.
If Liu Shuda does not receive timely medication, the blood clot in his brain may gradually enlarge, which could not only affect his intelligence but also endanger his life.
Despite being verbally abused, she couldn't hold onto the medicine in her hand. Little Yao immediately lowered her head in remorse.
Before she could even apologize, Mo Qianshang patted her hand knowingly, his tone tinged with sarcasm.
"Xia Chun, for Liu Shuda's sake, I'll let this go this time. But if you dare insult my child again, this thing in my hand will become your sewing needle!"
Before anyone knew it, Mo Qianshang had already raised her other hand.
Between her fingertips, a needle as thick as a willow twig appeared particularly glaring in the candlelight, startling Xia Chun so much that she immediately shut her lips and rushed into the house as if she had seen a ghost, pushing aside Xiao Yao Shi in a panic.
Not wanting to waste the money she had spent, Mo Qianshang turned around and went back into the house, her clear, cold voice utterly indifferent.
"You didn't even ask the dosage before feeding it to your son. What, did you think your son didn't fall hard enough today?"
The cold, sharp words instantly froze Xia Chun in place. She dared not scatter any more powder, and glared at Mo Qianshang with a mixture of confusion and anger, as if waiting for Mo Qianshang to speak first.
Thinking that she had just treated her wound not long ago, and that there was no rush to take the medicine, Mo Qianshang deliberately walked slowly to the table, sat down, and calmly took a sip of water.
He was so pleased with himself that Xia Chun's eyes were practically spitting fire, but she just couldn't bring herself to ask him for help.
In the end, it was Liu Shuda's father, Liu Shugen, who, fearing for his only son's safety, shamelessly tried to curry favor with him.
"Young Madam Mo, it was my servant who was being unreasonable and talking nonsense. You are a magnanimous person, you certainly won't hold it against her, right..."
"Who says I don't hold grudges? I'm the kind of person who holds grudges the most, especially against those who like to bully my kids. I can remember their whole family!"
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