Zuo Shaoyang said coldly: "I have no money."

"If you don't have money, rice and flour are fine. I'll count on your 600-yuan dump!" Sang's mother pulled her finger and began to calculate how many 70 taels of food should be converted into.

Zuo Shaoyang was too lazy to pay attention to her, so he continued to walk forward with an umbrella, took two steps, and couldn't help but turn around and ridiculed: "Now the rice price is two thousand yuan per bull! What can you buy for 600 yuan?"

"Two thousand words? Stop kidding, I'll add 800 words to you. How about it? One thousand words are fine, do you have rice?"

"No, - even if there is, I won't exchange it for my wife!" Zuo Shaoyang finally couldn't help it and said coldly. He turned his head and walked forward.

Sang's mother didn't seem to hear the sarcastic sarcasm in his words, twisting her fat buttocks and yelling, "How many meters do you have in your family now? Let's pay me first, marry my little sister, and then post it if you have it in the future! But at least you have to pay half of it first, just fifteen dou, fifteen dou, fifteen dou, eleven dou, all the strength is OK, hey dou, don't leave?"

Zuo Shaoyang ignored him and walked quickly across the street and returned to Guizhitang.

When he walked to the door, he found that there was only one screen in the pharmacy shop. There were two patients sitting waiting for the clinic on the bench.

Zuo Shaoyang meridian was surprised that the whole city was in chaos. Some people came to the medicine shop to see a doctor. Zuo Shaoyang was surprised. Some people were not here to see a doctor because they were sick. No matter when you were going to have a disaster, no matter how tight the baby was, they would get sick. He was surprised that someone was going to see a doctor at this time. This means that his medicine shop already has such a reputation.

Zuo Shaoyang stood in front of the door, put away the red oil-soluble paper umbrella in his hand, turned around and stepped into the lobby. There was no figure of his father Zuo Gui behind the long table. The dark side of the bed on the other side of the lobby.

There was a circle of people and a low crying sound. Mother Liang's Shenba stood nervously at the door of the production room. The door of the production room was closed and hung up. Seeing Zuo Shaoyang coming in, he hurried over and took the red painted paper umbrella from him. The umbrella soil was shook off. The rain water in a low voice said in a low voice that your father was looking for the patient. The earth came. Several times, the patient was dating. Your father was anxious. Why didn't you come back? Come and take a look."

Their voices had already made the father Zuo Gui in the crowd hear him sitting on the round stool beside the small bed, and stood up and shouted Zhonger, come and take a look.

"Yes!" Zuo Shaoyang walked over, and the crowd hurriedly separated and gave him a passage.

When he walked closer, Zuo Shaoyang suddenly felt two fierce gazes in the crowd, and looked up and laughed. He was the granddaughter of Bai Zhihan, the granddaughter of the poor capital official named Shangqu, who was retiring from the old house next door, who was resigned from the high wall, and returned to his hometown. The great beauty, Tuci, was so angry that she was called by her. No wonder she stared at her with such hatred eyes. She was too lazy to pay attention to her and pretended not to see her.

He looked down. The little bed worker was lying on the bed. An old man's head was gray. It was the old man who cut his mouth and looked to his right. His teeth were tightly clenched. The two spans of his robe were wet. He obviously had urinary incontinence.

On the edge of the small bed was Old Lady Qu, and behind her were Mrs. Qu and her wet nurse Aunt Long.

Looking at the side, there was a door panel on the head of the bed, and a middle-aged woman was lying on it, drooling and twitching. On the squeaking chair at the foot of the bed, an old woman was also drooling and humming in a low voice.

At the same time, there are three patients who naturally have to prioritize the priorities. The old woman can sit on the door panel by herself and the condition of the woman who is in a serious way. The smell of shit and urine is coming, which means that she has incontinence. Fortunately, she is younger, but Old Master Qu, who is in the bed, does not moan, breathes very weakly, and has already incontinent. This is a characteristic manifestation of the critical condition, especially since he is old and more dangerous, so he should be treated first.

However, with the lessons learned from the past, and the white girl is introverted and arrogant, Zuo Shaoyang didn't want to provoke her, so he bowed and said, "My father asked me to see a doctor. If the white girl doesn't want to, I won't look at her."

Bai Zhihan turned around and asked Zuo Gui, "Dr. Zuo, can't you treat my grandfather yourself?"

Zuo Gui frowned and said, "Miss Bai, I have said before that children are better at stroke than me. The old woman's stroke was cured by the child with a prescription. You didn't listen. It took a day to delay the condition of Mr. Qu's condition further worsened. Then he sent it. Since it was sent, I still want the child to diagnose the disease below. I haven't gotten it down just now, and the purpose is to wait for the child to come back. - If you don't trust the child's medical skills, please ask Gao Ming."

Zuo Gui said that Bai Zhihan's pretty face became even colder. He glanced at Zuo Shaoyang and said, "Dr. Zuo, if it is because of the medical treatment, don't worry. I heard that you are very cheap to treat stroke. I have some furniture and clothes to pawn, so the medical treatment should not be a problem, and you will not be less than a penny."

"Girl, you misunderstood." Zuo Gui said, "What I said just now is the truth. Not only your grandfather's disease, but also these two strokes, I will leave it to the children for treatment. As for the same sentence, if you believe in the children's medical skills, you will leave it to the treatment. If you don't believe it, please ask Gao Ming for another person."

The family members of the other two patients were anxious and whispered. A middle-aged man bowed and said, "We also read the notice posted by Aunt Li on the street, saying that you can cure strokes, and the medical expenses are also very cheap, so I came to ask you for treatment. Please give my wife a medical treatment. Although the man is skilled in medical treatment, he is your apprentice and you have to take the initiative to treat it."

Another man also said, "Yes, we came here because we went to Huimintang before and asked for a price of 4,000 yuan per medicine. We couldn't afford it. We knew that you are good at treating stroke and the price was cheap, so we came. By the way, we went to me specifically. Aunt Li asked, and he said, "Your doctor, you are very smart and have a very good medical skills, so please give me some treatment."

Mrs. Qu also smiled and said, "Yes, the Zuo Doctor can only be a master. Even if the doctor is skilled in treating stroke, it cannot be overwhelming, your master. My old man is very serious in this disease, so you should take action."

Zuo Gui shook his head and said, "To be honest, my son did not learn this skill in treating stroke, but another famous teacher, so the medical skills of treating stroke are not as good as him."

When the families of the three patients were all shocked.

The families of the two women started to whisper again. Finally, the young man next to the old woman sitting in the chair bowed and said, "Since that's the case, please ask the doctor to treat his mother!"

Zuo Shaoyang didn't see Bai Zhihan and asked the old lady Qu, "Old Mr. Qu's condition is the most critical among the three. It is logical that he should be treated first. Do you really don't want me to treat it?"

Old Mrs. Qu had already burst into tears, her face was despair, her lips were trembling, and she turned to look at Bai Zhihan: "Zhi'er?"

Zuo Shaoyang said coldly: "Old Master Qu is your husband, so you have the right to make a decision!"

Old Mrs. Qu was the most unintentional one. When encountering such a major surprise, she was already panicked and lost her mind. She still looked at Bai Zhihan with tears in her eyes. Bai Zhihan just bit her silver teeth lightly and looked at Zuo Shaoyang without saying a word.

Zuo Shaoyang said: "The stroke must be treated as soon as possible. The earlier you use the medicine, the greater the chance of curing it. It is not delayed. Since you don't trust my medical skills, I can't do anything about it. I can only treat this aunt first and wait until you think about it."

After saying that, Zuo Shaoyang came to the old woman sitting on the chair with a round stool and asked, "How is the old man sick?"

The man cried and said, "My mother was fine yesterday. It was early this morning. I heard that all the rice and flour in the whole city were sold out and there was no grain of rice to be sold. In a hurry, it turned out like this."

The middle-aged man next to the woman lying on the door panel at the head of the bed also said with a sad face: "My wife is the same. When she woke up early, she heard that there was no rice. She ran away with the rice bag. The whole city was gone and she couldn't buy a grain of rice. When she returned home pale, she fell at the door, her eyes turned pale, her mouth turned crooked, and she couldn't scream. Alas! Without food, how can you live this life..."

The young man next to the chair said, "My family is a little better. Anyway, my uncle's family still has some food in stock, so I can barely live a while."

The middle-aged man's eyes shone and said with a trembling voice: "Can you sell me a little? My family's food is enough for at most two or three days. I'll give you four jin and one pound! Is it OK?"

The man shook his head and said, "Not to mention four guan, now people are going to spend six or seven guan a dou, and no one sells food. Everyone knows that this is life-saving food. Besides, my uncle has food. My family is similar to you, and it only takes a few days of rice. Alas..."

Liang was sad when he heard this, and stood behind Zuo Gui and shed tears. Zuo Gui looked at Zuo Shaoyang with his beard, secretly thanked him for his son's foresight. Otherwise, I was afraid that his family would be as anxious as they are now.

Zuo Shaoyang was concentrating on observing the condition. Seeing the old woman's face was rough and red, her mouth was drooling, and her trembling lips were slightly opened strangely. Zuo Shaoyang said, "Old man, can you hear me talking?"

After a while, the old woman nodded slightly and muttered something unaware of. Zuo Shaoyang leaned over and listened carefully before he heard what he said: "Rice..., buy rice...!"

Zuo Shaoyang picked up the old woman's hand to take the pulse, and after a moment, he said, "Old man, can you stick your tongue out for me to see?"

The old woman slowly stretched out her tongue, but only the tip of her tongue was penetrated outside, and she stopped moving. Zuo Shaoyang shouted to her to stretch out her tongue again. The old woman seemed to be working hard, but she still only the tip of her tongue was exposed outside, trembling constantly. Only saw the tongue was rosy and slippery. Zuo Shaoyang said again: "You stretch out your hands and both feet to see, and stretch out your hands! Yes, you still have your feet! Both hands! Both feet! Extend them. Two."

The old woman could stretch out and retract her right foot, but her left foot was unable to move.

Zuo Shaoyang said to his father Zuo Gui: "This old man has a heart and liver yin deficiency, and the liver is full of wind, and heals

Phlegm blocks the orifices.”
Chapter completed!