"Yes!"

Song Xijiao immediately tore off the sheet and tied it to the stick with a neat technique to make a simple scaffold. Then she wrote a poem to Zhou Dynasty.

"Shiyue, come and help me to lift people up."

Zhou Shiyue nodded hard, went to listen to song Xijiao's command, carefully supported the woman's waist, bit by bit moved her to the stretcher.

Song Xijiao wiped the sweat on her forehead to prevent the sweat from dripping onto the farmer's wound. She turned to several big men around her and said, "can you help me carry people to the nearest hospital?"

"Easy to say, easy to say!"

The crowd saw that a girl with a southern accent was so enthusiastic that he was a man of his own and could not be idle, so he immediately raised the stretcher.

"Be light! Walk slowly, too. "

"Well, well."

Hearing song Xijiao's shouts, the Han was startled. He put his hands and feet lightly and carried her slowly forward.

When he arrived at the door of the medicine shop, the big man was about to carry people in. However, two assistants stopped at the door and said, "Hey, what are you doing? The doctor who is sitting in the room today has gone out for consultation, but he is not here!"

Song Xijiao said, "I'm just borrowing your place. Later, I'll have my things sent over. Now I need some hemostatic powder and wound healing medicine and bandages. The bleeding condition of the injured is serious, and the bleeding must be stopped immediately

The two guys took a look at the people on the stretcher. They were hurt so badly that they were going to die soon, so they waved their hands.

"No, no! How can such people be carried in? In case something happens, how unlucky our pharmacy will be! You need hemostatic powder and wound healing medicine. Take the money. I'll give it to you now. "

"How about that? I can't see the wind in the wound. Besides, she's a woman. I can't dress her up in the street

"That's your business!"

The man snorted arrogantly and didn't give her face at all.

In this era, doctors are highly respected. Even the clerks in the drugstore always look at people through their nostrils when they go out. What's more, all the pharmacists who can open medicine shops in the capital are serving for high-ranking officials and dignitaries. Naturally, they don't pay attention to these common people.

"Ah, how can you do this? The drugstore still can't help you in the face of death."

"Yes, what's the matter with you making room? The girl didn't let you do it again! "

"The heart is cold and thin, alas!"

The onlookers who followed the scene of the accident shook their heads and sighed.

Song Xijiao put down her anger and knew that it was useless to quarrel with them at this moment. She could only look back and say, "who is kind enough to borrow a bed for me if I live near my home?"

Those passers-by who were still pointing at the guy just now became dumb after hearing this.

After all, the woman was dying. None of them wanted a dead man in her house.

Seeing this, Zhou Shiyue's eyes showed disappointment, but Zhou's house was still some distance away from here. For a moment, she wanted to frighten them with her brother's identity. She felt that it was not good to drag her brother into the water.

Song Xijiao took a breath, looked at these people, and then looked at the woman who was still shaking in her coma.

She's going to get hurt because of herself.

"Well, then. If anyone wants to lend me a bed, I'll give him a hundred dollars. "

"I will!"

"I will, I will. My house will take a turn."

"Oh, ah, my home is right next to me, right next to me!"

As soon as this was said, passers-by, who were still silent just now, stepped forward one after another, and some even reached for song Xijiao's arm.

Song Xijiao glanced at one of the old men and said, "where is your mansion?"

"Ouch, it's just after this. Take two steps to find out."

"Well, we'll go to your place. Excuse me, sir. Please show me the way."

The old man laughed, rubbed his hands and said, "lead the way, that money..."

Song Xijiao was stunned. She thought the old man would be more loyal. But she was so greedy and impatient, she untied the money bag from her waist and handed it to the old man.

"These are all yours. Can you lead the way now?"

"Yes, yes, please follow me!"

……

Shangshu mansion.

Zhang Rui was kneeling on the ground with no expression.

Zhang Zongmin, the master of Shangshu, walked back and forth in the room. After walking for half a day, he suddenly stopped and glared at Zhang Rui.

"You did a good job!"

Zhang Rui didn't seem to hear it. The expression on her face did not change at all.

Bang!

Zhang Zongmin severely patted the table: "you still don't know how to repent!"

"Master, I can't blame Rui for this. It's the carriage that lost control."

"What's out of control? I asked the groom and the servant girl. It was the evil animal who snatched the whip! Now the whole capital knows that my daughter, Zhang Zongmin, was driving a carriage on the street, bumped into people, and left, regardless! Tell me what you doMrs. Shangshu frowned, and her face was sad.

This daughter, how to follow the evil like, in the end when can be good.

"In the morning and morning, I can think of what the speech officer will say! Those people, looking at me in front of the prince's Royal Highness, have already looked down upon me! Recently, the power of the four ministers in the cabinet has become more and more powerful, and I, the minister, have been weakened. Come on, I'm sorry! You are simply

Bang!

Zhang Zongmin said more angry, angry to the extreme, staring at Zhang Rui, but see her face cold, as if all this has nothing to do with her, can not help but raise his hand to give her a slap in the face.

Zhang Rui was directly beaten and fell to the ground, but thinking of song Xijiao's desperate and frightened expression in the carriage, she still felt that it was worth it!

"You, you still smile! I think you are completely crazy! From tomorrow on, send her to the nunnery for me, and let her reflect there until the Chinese New Year

"What? Master, no way

On hearing this, Mrs. Shang Shu's face turned pale. She grabbed Zhang Zongmin's arm and begged.

"Master, now the whole capital is eager to see her jokes. If you send her to the nunnery, isn't it ridiculed! Besides, the squire surnamed Yang has been persuaded to marry Rui. If she goes to the nunnery, she will be worthless! "

When Zhang Rui heard this, his expressionless face finally became loose.

She looked up at Mrs. Shangshu with an incredible look on her face and said, "have you been looking for that squire again? Did I not say that I would not marry? "

Shangshu's wife had no choice but to say, "you can't live without marriage. Rui, listen to me. Now someone is willing to marry you. It's a great wedding!"

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