Chapter 291

Pang Yi ignored him and went straight out of the inn. With the sound of "driving and driving", the carriage sped away again.

Room upstairs.

"Dong Dong!"

"Ma'am," the waiter knocked at the door holding the bun, "Ma'am, are you there? Here is something for you! "

"I see," said xiao'an, who stood at the window and looked at the distant carriage in the street. He said softly for a long time. Turning around, he walked to the door, pulled the bolt and frowned at the waiter outside. "What can I do for you?"

"Yesterday's guest, just asked me to come up and give you the bun," the waiter gave the bag to you with a big smile. "It's hot, please eat while it's hot!"

"Thank you." Xiao'an took the steamed bun, then closed the door, made it at the table, stared at the white steamed bun, took one for a long time, and took a bite to her mouth. Suddenly, it was full of delicious and fat. Xiao'an's nose was sour. She had no appetite, but she ate the steamed bun in her hand.

……

"Is that lady ready to eat? Just now, the second child said that he sent dumplings to his wife. Can I have them? "

"The dumplings are greasy. I'm afraid it's hard for my wife to eat. Let me fry two delicious dishes for my wife and serve them. What kind of rice would you like, madam? Rice or noodles? "

"I'd like to have dumplings filled with three delicacies."

"I'm afraid this place can't be filled with three delicacies. Would the lady with bean curd and vermicelli like to eat it?"

"Is it delicious?"

"Yummy, ma'am. I'll go down and get ready."

"Oh, come on Go and get back. "

"Yes, I do."

……

In the quiet room, Xiao an's tears fell down, and he ate half a jin of steamed buns.

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Pang Yi's doctor is the most famous doctor in the small town, who has been practicing medicine for nearly 50 years. People don't want to go out in cold weather, let alone go up the mountain. Later, Pang Yi paid three liang of silver to go out and knelt down to kowtow. The old doctor agreed.

"Lu Lang Zhong, please come inside," Pang Yi helped Lu Lang Zhong out of the carriage, carrying the medicine box for him and holding the 70 year old man in his hand. "Slow down, and be careful at your feet."

When Pang Yi helps lulangzhong in, Zhong Mingwei has heard the news. He sits on the Kang and says hello to lulangzhong: "in such a cold day, thank you for running."

"It's easy to say," Lu Lang nodded and sat down on the edge of the Kang. Just now, Pang Yi had roughly described Zhong Mingwei's injury to him in the medical hall. At this time, his yellow old eyes were looking at Zhong Mingwei's swollen knee. His brows were twisted badly, and he said to himself, "how can cold poison be so heavy?"

Zhong Mingwei asked busily, "Sir, can I cure this leg?"

"Wait a moment first," said Lu Lang in a deep voice. He took the silver out of the medicine chest and stabbed it into Zhong Mingwei's knee. Zhong Mingwei suddenly twisted his eyebrows and forbear to cry out. Lu Lang took out the silver needle again and looked at it. He put it in front of his nose and sniffed it. Now his eyebrows twisted even more. "Not very good."

Zhong Mingwei's face is a little ugly: "please be frank."

"You're an old wound, but the old one hasn't been cured. You've already hurt the foundation," said Lu, shaking his head with a sigh. He reached out and pinched the knee he had just applied the needle on. Then he said to Zhong Mingwei, "you see, the inside of your knee is full of pus. You've hurt your bones and flesh. You're standing I can't get up. I can clean it for you. But after a while, there will be pus, and it will be more swollen than it is now. I'm afraid it's not only the knee, but also the half of the leg has to be worn out over the years. "

Hearing this, Pang Yi's face turned pale with fright. He knelt down in front of Lu Lang and begged, "Sir, you must hold my master's leg. He can't break it! As long as you can make a comeback, no matter how much money we will give you! "

"It's not about silver. Ningguta is never a place for the general to raise his body in such a climate. A good man will come here. After a long time, his body will lose money, let alone his body and bones." Lu Lang sighed and shook his head. "If his legs like this are kept in other places and the golden medicine and jade soup is kept, they can be saved. But if they are in this middle-aged and bitter Ninggu pagoda, they will be completely abandoned in less than five years, which is impossible."