Farmer's wife: Xianggong, if you are sick

Chapter 69 Seeking Medicine
Wang Putao was worried and didn't know what to do. Someone offered to ask for it, and she couldn't ask for it.

It's just that his body is really filthy. If he carries it, the person who is carried will inevitably be contaminated.

For some reason, Wang Putao just didn't want to get this disgusting thing on this noble man.

Song Yaomei didn't think so, there was still a lot of distance from the building. This Li Sanlang looked light, but he was actually a muscular macho. It would not be easy for this bearded man to lead people there.

Song Yaomei wiped her tears with her hands, and said in a sobbing voice: "Wang Butou has a heart, but my family's father-in-law has a bad life, and I'm afraid he will lose his life. Pity my two dolls, and my mother who is not in good health! "

Wang Putao is still hesitating, but Song Yaomei is really crying, "My life is bitter!"

That Wang Putao couldn't stand it anymore, but put the sword back on his waist again, and let the bearded man carry him to Weimanlou.

Song Yaomei followed at a trot all the way, resting after running, seeing that the person in front was about to disappear into the crowd, she took a breath and followed.

When he was about to reach Weimanlou, the tall catcher he had seen before came over panting.

After seeing him, Wang Putao, who was still extremely anxious, quickly walked up to him.

The two of them whispered and didn't know what they said?
But Wang Putao came back, punched Song Yaomei solemnly, and said to Song Yaomei: "Little lady, the shopkeeper who is full of smells is my relative. You just tell him that it is Wang Putao who asked him to find him." People upstairs, you will be able to save people when the time comes. After saving people, you wait for me for a while, and I will come when I go."

Song Yaomei didn't want to agree at first, although she had done business with Weimanlou, but the people upstairs didn't know what their background was, and they were very disturbed.

Just as she was about to say no, she raised her arm halfway, but Wang Putao ran away, and the tall policeman followed up panting.

There was no other way, Song Yaomei had no choice but to bite the bullet and move forward.

When we arrived at Weimanlou, when the treasurer Qian saw Song Yaomei, he immediately came up to greet him, "I don't know if the lady brought something good today, I heard from the guy that the lady came to look for me the day before yesterday, but he But he's an idiot."

Before he finished speaking, he just looked at the bearded man staring fiercely at those big copper bell-like eyes, which frightened Shopkeeper Qian to stop there.

Originally, Song Yaomei wanted the shopkeeper to wait for a while, at least until Wang Putao came back, otherwise the bearded man would know that the husband and wife had lied to her, so he would have to beat this pretended illness into a real illness.

Unexpectedly, the shopkeeper Qian looked at a person with profound knowledge and experience, but unexpectedly he was also a timid person.

I saw him bowing to the bearded man, "Brother, I don't know where to find a seat, what kind of wine and food do you want to order?"

The bearded man immediately blew his beard and stared at him and said: "Could it be that the shopkeeper is blind, he can't see that the man in my arms is about to die, and he's still gossiping."

Shopkeeper Qian glanced at Song Yaomei, saw her expressionless face, and boldly glanced at the man in the bearded arms, but said tremblingly: "This, isn't this the little gentleman? How could... "..."

The bearded man was really impatient, and said loudly, "Master Wang Putao, the headhunter in the county, said that you are a relative of her family, and asked you to take us upstairs, saying that there is someone there who can save him."

The bearded man glanced at her indifferently, as if he was looking at a woman whose husband didn't care about him, and stared at her bitterly, as if he wanted to tear her skin apart.

Song Yaomei didn't know what he meant, but she thought about deliberately delaying it for a while, so that the bearded man could eat his husband's weight.

Seeing that Li Sanlang's face was getting paler and paler, Shopkeeper Qian frowned, looked at the crowd, then went to the door, and then led them to the private room.

There are four private rooms in this tasteful building, plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum. You can see the difference from the door of this private room. In addition to writing the corresponding private room name in elegant handwriting, the door is also engraved corresponding scenery.

The skill of the master of this carving technique should be unusual, but looking at it from a different angle, it seems that these dead objects are moving.

Walking along the corridor, at the door of the box with the chrysanthemum character, shopkeeper Qian stopped in his tracks.

He looked back again to make sure there was no one there, so he wiped the sweat from his brow and knocked lightly on the door of the private room.

The knocking on the door is also more regular, three times in a unified way, "Duk Tuk Tuk!"

It wasn't until the fifth knock that the door was opened.

What important person does Song Yaomei think?Seeing that she was only wearing children's clothes and a white robe, and her expression was soft, Song Yaomei's heart was also settled.

Shopkeeper Qian explained his intentions, "Wang Putao's friend is asking to see you, please be accommodating!" He returned it respectfully.

The little boy turned sideways, and several people entered the house. Seeing the owner of this private room, he felt like a pool of spring water, making people feel like a spring breeze.

Seeing someone looking at his young master so boldly, the little boy became angry, "Little lady, are you here to see a doctor or a person?"

Song Yaomei rolled her eyes and said to herself, you are so stingy, little boy, and it wasn't you who was looking at it, why are you so anxious, and you can lose a piece of meat just by looking at it.

The white-faced scholar closed the fan in his hand and waved it towards the little boy, "Peace, don't be rude."

The little boy got the order, obediently retreated to the side, lowered his head, but gave Song Yaomei a small look, and muttered something in his mouth.

Seeing the white-faced scholar talking to her with a smile, those two sweet little dimples attracted Song Yaomei's eyes even more.

The man in front of him said several times in a row, "I don't know what's the matter with the little lady?"

Song Yaomei didn't hear it either.

The bearded man couldn't stand it anymore, he put down Li Sanlang carefully, but he held Li Sanlang's upper body with his hands to prevent him from landing on the ground, and he knelt down and begged: "My lord, this little brother is injured. I also hope that the young master will bestow the Golden Holy Pill to save his life."

The man with the appearance of a white-faced scholar opened the closed fan again, shook it, but said nothing.

But the little boy couldn't listen anymore, he straightened up, pointed at Song Yaomei and the bearded man, and said angrily, "Presumptuous, who are you to come here to ask for such a precious medicine, you are not afraid of ruining it!"

The white-faced scholar closed his fan again and pointed, and the little boy retreated obediently, standing there silently.

Song Yaomei is really hot, you little boy is really rude, it was Wang Putao who asked us to come here to get the medicine, why did she come by herself, but since the medicine is so expensive, even if her husband is not sick, I guess Eating can also make up for the body.

She simply asked for this medicine today and fed it to her husband.

Song Yaomei got emotional, squatted next to her husband, hugged his upper body in her arms, and deliberately showed Li Sanlang's side face for the boy to see.

Look, my husband is no worse than yours, you stupid little Ping An.

(End of this chapter)