Just as Zhao Huanyu was about to answer, he saw a man breaking into his yard. It was none other than Wan Qiang.
"What's the matter with you?"
When Zhao Dafu saw Wan Qiang, he immediately became vigilant, stepped forward to block his progress, and spoke coldly with a straight face.
"I'm looking for your Xiaoyu. Isn't she studying medicine? She just happened to go check on my son."
Wan Qiang is not in the mood to talk to Zhao Dafu now. His son's life or death is unpredictable and he is worried.
Zhao Dafu refused directly without thinking: "My Xiaoyu has only studied medicine for a short time, and he still doesn't dare to treat people easily. You'd better go to the town and ask a doctor to see him as soon as possible."
This time he didn't even ask what Zhao Huanyu meant. He simply didn't want to have anything to do with people like the Wan Dazhuang family.
"Xiaoyu can't do it, then isn't Xiaoyu's master still there?"
At a glance, Wan Qiang saw old man Ding drinking tea with his legs crossed not far away. There was a doctor here, so why did he go to town and spend the unjust money?
"Doctor Ding is not from our village, and he doesn't treat people easily. It would be better for you to go to the town."
Zhao Dafu had a sullen face and refused to let Wan Qiang pass.
"Zhao Dafu, what do you mean? My son was seriously injured, but you have a doctor at home but you deliberately refused to treat my son. Do you want my son to die? Let me tell you, if something happens to my son, I will never end it with you!"
Hearing this, Zhao Huanyu instantly became happy. Even before this was cured, the doctor-patient relationship was already tense. So what would happen if it was cured?
Old Man Lu had never seen such an unreasonable person. He carefully put away the acupuncture point map on his hand, then clasped his hands behind his back and slowly walked over to join in the fun.
Wan Qiang saw him and said unceremoniously: "You old doctor, my son is so seriously injured, how can you still be so leisurely? Come with me quickly!"
"It's not impossible for me to go to the doctor. You have to prepare the medical fee first. Especially for your son who is seriously injured and whose life or death is unpredictable. It will cost at least one hundred taels of silver. If he is cured, he will need to pay more. If he is cured, he will only need to pay more.
Receive fifty taels."
Wan Qiang was stunned, never expecting that Old Man Ding would ask for money.
"How dare you charge a barefoot doctor in this village?"
It doesn’t matter if it’s cured, but you have to pay even if it’s not cured. What’s the point?
The most important thing is that if you ask for a hundred taels of silver, isn't this just wishful thinking?
If he had that hundred taels of silver, why would he suffer such cowardice here?
Hearing this, Old Man Ding didn't want to argue with him. He turned around and went back to study the drawings. He had nothing to say to such a fool.
Zhao Huanyu came out and said: "You have said that my master is a barefoot doctor, so are you not afraid of treating your precious son?"
Wan Qiang subconsciously wanted to say he was not afraid, but quickly shut up.
A carriage came to the village to pick up Old Man Ding. He heard that he was going to a wealthy family in the county to see a doctor, and he brought a lot of good things when he came back. He knew that Old Man Ding had some skills.
I thought that if we were all in the same village, we could save money by asking Old Man Ding to treat his son, but who would have thought that this old man wouldn't go.
"Zhao Dafu, don't forget that Changshui Village is the territory of our Wan family! If you really offend me, I will make your whole family miserable!"
He looked at the Zhao family and couldn't help but gnashed his teeth and threatened.
His uncle is the village chief, and the Zhao family is really impatient!
"Okay, okay," Zhao Huanyu waved her hand, "Don't rush to say these cruel words. If you don't go to Dr. Zhao, your precious eldest son will really be unable to hold on!"
The Zhao family is not afraid of him now, and the village chief may not really turn to him.
Wan Qiang was reluctant, but thinking of his scarred son, he left unwillingly.
It's ridiculous to say that his family had just offended Wan Zhu, and Wan Zhu was unwilling to lend him an ox cart to go to town. Although other families had their own oxen, the family's oxen were all in the fields helping with the autumn harvest and transporting grain home.
But no cow is idle.
Wan Qiang took a long detour and realized that he seemed to be targeted by his clan.
He was so angry that it all started when Zhao Huanyu harmed his son, and he put the blame on Zhao Huanyu.
After struggling for a long time, he finally invited a doctor back from the town. The doctor was unwilling to walk, so Wan Qiang spent more money to hire an ox cart. Every time he came back, more than ten pence was lost.
The doctor was also shocked when he saw Wan Dazhuang's injuries, and even scolded him: "You parents are so cruel. Your son is willing to beat him like this. What a sin!"
Facing this doctor who was hired with money, Mrs. Li complained a little, but she didn't dare to get angry casually. She could only wait for Ai Ai's explanation: "Why are we willing to beat our children? These are all beaten by others, my poor son!"
As she said this, she started to cry. The doctor knew the truth and felt some sympathy. He sighed and hurriedly examined Wan Dazhuang's injuries.
"Everything else is fine, just some skin injuries, but this leg..."
The doctor looked at Wan Dazhuang's pair of knees and shook his head helplessly.
"What happened to the leg?"
Wan Qiang also came over to take a look. The flesh on Wan Dazhuang's knees was rotten and bleeding, and he looked a little disgusting.
"It looks like it was caused by being punished to kneel all the time. This injury is quite serious. I may have to be limping in the future."
Others are lame on one leg, but Wan Dazhuang is lame on both legs.
"Oh my God! What evil has this done!"
Mrs. Li burst into tears and couldn't accept this fact at all.
Her son's legs are disabled and he will no longer be able to work in the fields. How will he live his life?
The doctor didn't say anything, but just helped Wan Dazhuang treat the wound. After a while, Wan Dazhuang woke up from the pain.
"Dazhuang, my son, you are finally awake, you scared your mother to death!"
Mrs. Li kept crying, but Wan Qiang felt irritated and cursed: "Why don't you go out and cry for me!"
"Dad woo woo woo..."
Wan Dazhuang ignored Li at all and started howling when he looked at Wan Qiang.
"I was tortured by my mother. The young master didn't treat me as a human being and beat me at all times. I managed to sneak out..."
When Wan Dazhuang said this, Mrs. Li was stunned immediately. After reacting, she wanted to step forward and hold her son's hand, but Wan Dazhuang violently shook her away: "Don't touch me! I'm so embarrassed when I become like this."
It was you who caused it, I hate you!"
Mrs. Li is usually arrogant to others, but she is very kind to Wan Dazhuang. She never expected that even her son would start to hate her now.
When Wan Qiang heard this, he slapped Li with his backhand: "Look what a bad idea you came up with. You sent your son into a pit of fire. Now that your son has become like this, are you satisfied? How will he survive the rest of his life? You stinker
Girl, I have to beat you to death today!"
Wan Qiang grabbed Li's hair and dragged her outside. Wan Dazhuang watched coldly. He complained to Wan Qiang just to let Wan Qiang deal with her. Who asked her to harm herself like this?
The doctor is also a person who has seen the world. When he saw this situation, he did not start a fight or even said a word, but silently helped Wan Dazhuang treat his wounds.