sbdcsierra Chapter 523 Entering the Village for Treatment
Chapter 523 Entering the Village for Treatment
With just one glance, Er'er noticed something was wrong.
"Oh, so you dare to steal!"
Er'er said angrily, and after lifting the curtain, she immediately saw that the inside was a mess.
Zeng Baoyue almost ground her back molars to powder.
"Damn it, didn't I tell you to pack up properly? Did you ignore me?" he said, while tapping the heads of the two henchmen who had been rummaging through the donkey cart earlier.
"Damn it, give me back my medicinal herbs."
Wu Yunzhi became even angrier than Bill, and grabbed Zhao Musheng, who was standing closest, and beat him severely.
"You're asking for death!" Upon seeing this, the other bandits were filled with rage and grabbed their clubs, ready to charge forward.
"Stop it, all of you."
Zeng Baoyue's sharp eyes swept over her group of incompetent subordinates.
The henchmen, intimidated by his gaze, reluctantly stopped in their tracks.
Zeng Baoyue took a deep breath, turned to the two stern-faced masters and disciples, clasped her hands and bowed deeply, lowering her posture to the extreme: "I'm so sorry! I'm really so sorry! It was my fault for not disciplining them properly. These scoundrels were dishonest and disturbed you two, ruining the medicinal herbs."
He gritted his teeth, took out an old money pouch from his pocket, weighed it in his hand, and handed it over directly. "This is just an apology. Please accept it, sir and young man, and don't get too upset."
Wu Yunzhi glanced at the money bag in his hand, but did not reach out to take it directly. He simply nodded to Er'er.
Er'er immediately understood, stepped forward, took it, weighed it in her hand, and coldly stuffed it into her bosom.
Without saying a word, he walked to the front of the cart, pulled on the reins, and was about to drag the donkey cart stuck in the sand away.
"Please wait a moment, gentlemen! Please hear me out."
Zeng Baoyue immediately became anxious and quickly followed.
Seeing that Er'er's car was moving with difficulty, he immediately went to push it.
"stop!"
Er'er whirled around, her hand immediately gripping the wood-chopping knife at her waist, her tone unfriendly: "What else do you want? You've followed me all the way here, and you're not done yet after losing money?"
"Young man..."
Zeng Baoyue's face showed anxiety, and her tone was pleading: "To tell you the truth, it's my... it's my elderly mother at home. She's been sick for a long time. She's seen many doctors and taken medicine every day, but she just can't get better. Instead, she's getting worse every day..."
His voice trembled slightly: "Just now I saw the young man save the child who fell into the water, and he was calm and decisive. I also heard the old man's speech and knew he was no ordinary doctor. I sincerely hope that you two can come to the village to see my mother! Please rest assured, the consultation fee and medicine fee will not be shortchanged by even a penny."
Er'er's sneer grew even louder upon hearing this: "Go to your village? Do you think we're stupid? If we enter your territory, won't we be at your mercy? Who knows if it's just another trap?"
"I swear to God!"
Zeng Baoyue was sweating profusely with anxiety: "Although I, Zeng Baoyue, have become an outlaw, I still value filial piety above all else. If I have even the slightest intention to harm you two, may I be struck by lightning and die a horrible death."
Zeng Baoyue lowered her hand that had been making the vow, her voice choked with emotion, and her eyes reddened: "It's just...it's just so hard to see my mother suffering..."
Now, the henchmen behind him understood what their boss meant.
They all secretly cursed themselves for ruining their boss's plans.
Zhao Musheng had been thinking about his wood-chopping knife, but after hearing what his boss said, he didn't dare mention it anymore.
They could only hope that the master and apprentice before them would grant their boss's request.
Seeing that the master and apprentice remained silent, Zeng Baoyue quickly began to recount her mother's illness as if pouring out beans from a bamboo tube:
"My mother... initially complained of chest tightness and difficulty breathing, especially at night, and could only feel better when sitting up. The first doctor prescribed several days' worth of herbal medicine, but after drinking it, the chest discomfort not only did not lessen, but her ankles and calves also began to swell, leaving a dent when pressed that took a long time to disappear."
Gradually, I started losing my appetite and became thinner day by day, but my stomach... slowly swelled up and felt hard to the touch. I urinated very little, and the urine was very dark... The doctors we consulted said some said it was due to insufficient heart qi, some said it was due to excessive dampness, and others said it was a terminal illness caused by bloating... I was given a lot of medicine, but I became increasingly listless..."
As he spoke, Wu Yunzhi, who had been observing coldly, gradually changed his impatient expression.
Er'er noticed the change in her master's aura and glanced to the side.
So he asked Zeng Baoyue, "Is your mother's tongue coating thick and greasy? What is its color like? Have you heard the doctor describe her pulse? Is it deep or thin, slippery or rough?"
Faced with Er'er's series of questions, Zeng Baoyue looked even more bewildered.
Er'er sighed, recalling his series of descriptions just now, her brows furrowed. These symptoms were interconnected, heavy and complex, and far from ordinary.
Several possible names of the illness flashed through her mind.
Palpitations? Edema? Bloating? But none of these seem to fully encompass the symptoms.
She subconsciously looked at Wu Yunzhi and whispered, "Master, this illness sounds... somewhat complicated. I'm afraid we'll have to see the patient in person to figure it out."
Wu Yunzhi stroked his beard, his brows still furrowed.
His gaze swept over Zeng Baoyue, who looked anxious, and then he glanced at his own little apprentice.
Will this trip be a natural progression, or will it create more complications?
He was weighing the options in his mind.
Before they knew it, Er'er had pulled the donkey cart out of the soft sand and back onto the solid dirt road.
The wheels creaked and groaned as they rolled over the road.
Looking up again, they saw that the same fierce-looking bandits were now following closely behind the cart, their faces full of flattery.
Zeng Baoyue's eyes were filled with anticipation.
"That's fine. Doctors have the heart of parents; since we've come across this, let's go and see."
Wu Yunzhi spoke.
Such complex symptoms cannot be fully understood without seeing the patient in person; it's a good opportunity for my young apprentice to learn from them.
Hearing this, Zeng Baoyue breathed a sigh of relief, and a huge weight was lifted from her heart.
"Thank you, sir! Thank you, young man!"
Seeing Er'er pulling the reins and the donkey cart about to start moving, he hurriedly went up to her and reached out to take the reins.
"Young man, the mountain road is difficult to travel. Let me help you catch the carriage."
Er'er suddenly yanked the reins, turned to the side, and glared at him with her clear black and white eyes without any politeness.
"Stay away from my car."
She deftly pushed off the carriage shaft, flipped herself onto the back, and after grasping the reins, hurriedly moved her master's medicine chest to her side.
Wu Yunzhi remained unhurriedly beside the donkey cart, still holding the stick he had picked up casually.
Turning his head to Zeng Baoyue, he said, "What are you all standing there for? Lead the way."
"Yes! Good! Good!" Zeng Baoyue quickly responded, then turned and shouted to her men, "Did you all hear that? Make way! Back to the camp!"
The group lingered without further delay, with the bandits leading the way, their steps hurried but no longer daring to act recklessly.
Er'er drove the donkey cart, following behind at a leisurely pace, while Wu Yunzhi walked calmly beside the cart.
The donkey's hooves clattered, and the wheels of the cart rumbled.
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"These two, master and apprentice, are putting on quite a show, but it's hard to say whether they actually have the ability..." Li Yun muttered to Zhao Musheng beside him.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Musheng quickly turned around and took a look.
Realizing that no one was paying attention to what was happening ahead, he quickly lowered his voice and spoke.
"Regardless of whether they have the ability or not, it's always right for us to show them respect."