The little bell's tinkling voice spoke of village gossip, but Yan Ruomeng was in trouble.

This was difficult to handle. She frowned tightly. How could she contact the people in Yuancheng as soon as possible?

"Is there anyone else in the village who is related to that Juren?" Yan Ruomeng asked.

Little Bell pouted and thought about it carefully, and she really felt that something was wrong.

"There is something strange about the village chief. Our village used to have few people and poor people, but then the village chief suddenly had money and took the initiative to provide money to buy land for the village. In this way, life in the village gradually improved. It is said that the village chief's

The money was given by the county magistrate in the town, and some people speculated that it was the compensation given by the magistrate after the person died."

Although Yan Ruomeng did not interfere in official affairs, he also knew that people in the world were evil. Let alone that Juren was dead, even if he was just missing, there would be no compensation.

There is only one possibility, that is, this Juren is not only alive, but also alive and well and powerful, so that he can benefit the village.

The thought of meeting the people above made Yan Ruomeng think about going to the town.

Is it just Tang Yuchuan’s injury?

Yan Ruomeng sighed. She still couldn't protect herself, so she had better recover from her injuries first.

As the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to break the muscles and bones. Yan Ruomeng's injuries were neither big nor small, and they healed just in time before the heavy snow closed the mountain.

When the sky was gray and gray, she endured the cold winter and warmed up the heat, so she put on Dr. Mo's clothes and stretched her muscles in the yard. As soon as her body warmed up, she saw Dr. Mo taking his bamboo hat and heading out.

"Doctor Mo, it's going to snow, why are you still going out?"

Doctor Mo rolled his eyes at Yan Ruomeng angrily, "It's not because of your short-lived man. If I don't rush back to buy a batch of medicine before the heavy snow closes the mountain, he will just wait to die."

Although what Doctor Mo said didn't sound good, Yan Ruomeng was used to it and grasped the key point, "Are you going to town?"

As soon as Yan Ruomeng finished speaking, Doctor Mo turned his head and looked at her, his eyes seeming to accuse Yan Ruomeng of abandoning her.

Yan Ruomeng felt guilty when she saw it, and hurriedly explained, "That's not what I meant, it's just that we don't have any money now, and I want to go to town to see if there is any way to make money."

Doctor Mo gave Yan Ruomeng a big roll of his eyes, "Just go and earn as much money as you want in one day. I know you nobles can't stand the life in the country anymore. It's good to find your family members as soon as possible and you can also pay the money you owe."

Give me the money for the soup and medicine."

Listening to those scoldings, Yan Ruomeng felt even more stressed, but with her sharp ears, she still heard it, which meant that she agreed to go to town.

However, Yan Ruomeng soon understood why Dr. Mo had such a big reaction when she said she wanted to go to town.

You have to take an ox cart from the village to the town, which costs two cents per person. Bringing Yan Ruomeng with you means that Doctor Mo will have to pay two cents more.

Thinking of the dilapidated house, the winter coat covered with pudding and the thin appearance of the little bell, Yan Ruomeng was severely condemned by his conscience.

She deserves to die!

The oxcart drove slowly for an hour, and Yan Ruomeng saw the village gate made of blue bricks.

It was still early when they arrived, and street vendors were already setting up stalls everywhere.

After getting off the car, Doctor Mo went straight to the medical clinic. Yan Ruomeng, who still wanted to look around, had no choice but to follow.

Although Doctor Mo didn't have much money, he was very willing to spend money on medicinal materials. When he walked to the door of the medical clinic and just looked at the decoration inside, Yan Ruomeng knew that only the medicines inside were expensive.

Entering the hospital, Doctor Mo skillfully took out the medicine from the basket and placed it on the table, and said to the apprentice in the pharmacy.

"Calculate how much you can give me these medicines. In addition, I want a ginseng that is more than thirty years old."

The apprentice was happily checking the medicinal materials that Doctor Mo brought out, but when he heard that Doctor Mo asked for ginseng, the smile on his face disappeared.

"Doctor Mo, aren't you making things difficult for us? After all, we are a medical clinic, not a charity hall. How much medicine do you owe?"

Doctor Mo slapped his hand on the table and shouted, "I have lived in Mojia Village for so many years, and you are still afraid that I will run away?"

Yan Ruomeng, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but give Dr. Mo a thumbs up. Sure enough, it was the uncle who owed money.

The apprentice really had no words to refuse Doctor Mo, so he turned around and went to the back hall to call the old doctor out.

As soon as the old doctor appeared, he snorted coldly and said, "Then the bandits are here again?"

Facing the old doctor's ridicule, Doctor Mo did not change his expression, "It's not like I won't pay back. Besides, the patient is still unconscious. If I wake him up earlier, he can pay the medical expenses earlier, right?"

"Hmph, where did the noble people come from to enjoy the ginseng of those years? Don't think I don't know. The people you saved were either poor and couldn't afford to eat, or they were white-eyed wolves who ran away when they got better. This

I'm afraid it will be another unjust debt."

Yan Ruomeng's eyes widened. Aren't they talking about her and Tang Yuchuan?

When did the two of them become "old scoundrels"? No, they must remain innocent in this world.

Yan Ruomeng stood in front of the old doctor and told the story he had been thinking about and compiled for several nights, "Doctor, what Doctor Mo wants to treat is my husband. We are both from Jiangcheng. This time we are going to Yongcheng to trade goods.

, Unexpectedly, we encountered a horse thief on the road, and we ended up like this. But as long as my husband is cured, we can get more money, and we will never default on the debt. "

Xu Shi told her story many times, and she burst into tears when she said it, but the old doctor was unmoved. Instead, he asked her, twirling his beard, "You said you and your husband are from Jiangcheng. How come your accent sounds like someone from Beijing to me?"

You also know the Beijing accent. Are you sure you are a country doctor?

Yan Ruomeng said sarcastically, "My husband's family belongs to the capital."

The old doctor couldn't find anything wrong, but he wasn't willing to let Yan Ruomeng go just like that. It was a waste of money. "It's going to be winter soon, and you still want to go to Yongcheng? Our area in northern Xinjiang is so cold as soon as winter comes."

It can freeze someone to death."

It was winter, and Yan Ruomeng's hands were sweating. "Aren't you inexperienced? I saw someone in the city making money doing this job before, so we followed him with jealousy."

After all, she has done business, so it is not difficult to find excuses.

After answering two questions in a row, the old doctor didn't find any flaws.

"You don't look like someone who is eager for quick success and quick success." The old doctor said slowly.

Words are like a dream!

Being forced to do nothing, Yan Ruomeng showed a fierce look, approached the old doctor, gritted his teeth, "Since you are so good at reading faces, you might as well just see if I am the kind of person who can't afford medical treatment."

The old doctor was frightened by her and leaned back, but his eyes still stayed on her face, frowning.

"You do have the appearance of being rich and powerful."

After receiving the affirmation, Yan Ruomeng's expression softened, "I told you, I'm not short of money, please give me some ginseng!"

Immediately, the old doctor said, "But you are facing death right now, and we don't know whether you can survive until next spring."
Chapter completed!