The First Assistant Teased Me and Gave Birth To a Cub

   Chapter 47 was plotted

   When the guy left, Mrs. Chen gave Gu Yunjiao her purse, "There's still a tad of silver left here, you go and get Erlang's medicine first."

  Gu Yunjiao looked at the prescription a long time ago and shook her head at Chen Shi, "Mother, the medicine here is not cheap, a couple of dollars, I'm afraid it's only enough for one medicine, and the doctor prescribes five."

   Afraid that Mrs. Chen would not understand, Gu Yunjiao continued, "One set of medicine is only enough for one day. In Saburo's situation, after five sets of medicines, you have to change the prescription and continue to take medicines, at least one month."

   Jiang Hua was stunned next to him, "One tael of silver is only enough for a pair of medicines? Isn't it worth dozens of taels of silver this month!"

Chen Shi was a little desperate when she heard the dozens of taels of silver, but she still insisted on saying to Jiang Hua: "Third brother, why don't you go back and ask your parents to get some money, or the hospital's account will not be settled, Saburo also wants silver to take medicine."

   Jiang Hua frowned, "I don't have any money at home. In my opinion, Saburo's medicine money will all fall on that Zheng Juren."

   "It's a master of Juren, and it's not a problem to take dozens or hundreds of taels casually."

   Just at this moment, Jiang Youzhi woke up, and he shouted weakly, "No!"

  Chen Shi hurried over, smiling with tears in his eyes, "Sanlang, are you awake, is your head okay?"

  Jiang Youzhi hummed softly, indicating that it was all right.

   He didn't drop his head. The wound on his face was scratched by a branch when he fell. In fact, he woke up last night. The pain was unbearable, and he stayed up most of the night with his eyes open.

   It was only when it was dawn that I stumbled and fell asleep again.

   Last night, Xu Zhizhong slept soundly on the couch next to him, not knowing that he couldn't sleep because of the pain in the middle of the night.

   woke up and heard Jiang Hua's words, he hurriedly stopped.

   He closed his eyes, endured the discomfort of his body, and said slowly: "If Brother Zheng brings money, then it will be fine."

   "If you don't send it, it is absolutely impossible to find someone to ask for it."

   He paused and then said: "This matter has nothing to do with others, I was not careful myself."

   "Third uncle can't ask someone for money, you must know that he is a recruiter and annoys him, and our whole family has no good fruit to eat."

  Jiang Hua heard him say, "I don't have to look for him, but where does the money for the treatment come from?"

   "Your grandma said there was no money left."

  Jiang Youzhi closed his eyes and said slowly: "Ask who to borrow some money first, and when I feel better, I will go home with some copywriting work, and I can always save money slowly."

  Jiang Hua stomped his feet, "It's easy to say, you can only earn a few coins by copying books for others. When will this happen?"

  Jiang Youzhi sighed, "There's no way to do that, you can only pay it back slowly."

  Jiang Hua didn't make a sound for a long time, then suddenly said again: "The doctor said that the part of your broken leg is not good. If it is broken at the base of your leg, it is likely to be lame. What should you do in the future?"

   Needless to say, with a lame leg, he couldn't even pass the imperial examinations.

  Not only in the Great Chu Dynasty, but also in all dynasties and dynasties, people with physical disabilities were not allowed to serve in official positions.

  Jiang Youzhi was stunned for a moment, his originally pale face was even paler than paper.

   His voice trembled, "Dr. Li really said that?"

   Jiang Hua nodded in extreme depression.

  Jiang Yuzhi closed his eyes and thought a lot for a moment.

   fell from the upstairs, he was not careful at all, he was pushed down by someone.

   He has been very careful at the banquet because of Qiu's being calculated.

   He didn't drink any alcohol at all, even if someone persuaded him to drink, he quietly fell into his sleeve.

   (end of this chapter)