Afterwards, he walked around the street and found that all the bun shops and sesame seed stalls were closed, and only two restaurants were still open.
The food in the restaurant was expensive, so he hung around outside for a long time without even wanting to go in. In the end, he was beaten up by the snobbish waiter and kicked out.
Old Shu had no choice but to return to the hospital and shamelessly bought a few steamed buns and a plate of vegetables from the boss's wife.
Yan Yan got the wowotou and only broke off a small half and kept it for herself. The rest was handed to the old lady, "Grandma, eat. Only when you are full can you take care of your second uncle."
Mrs. Shu looked at the steaming steamed buns in her hand, and for some reason, tears fell again.
No wonder the old lady of the Zhang family treats Xiaotuanzi with all her heart. How can such a smart and sensible baby not hurt?
Mrs. Shu hugged Xiaotuanzi tightly and rubbed her hair, "Well, grandma eats, and Yan Bao also eats. Let's stay at the hospital today. If you want anything, just tell grandma."
Yan Yan raised the steamed bun in her hand, squinted her eyes and said with a smile: "It would be great to have this, Yan Yan is very good at taking care of her."
Old man Shu also broke off a piece of steamed bun to eat. The more he chewed, the more uncomfortable he felt. He looked at the pale Shu Mingyi and asked, "My second child is lying like this. Don't you need to feed him with water?"
Mrs. Shu also felt something was wrong, so she went to the backyard to ask the old doctor.
Unluckily when I went there, the old doctor was sitting at the door of the kitchen with a sullen expression, drinking porridge. While drinking, he argued with his wife: "I've been busy all day, and I can't even eat a steamed bun. It's unreasonable!"
Mrs. Shu lowered her head to look at the steamed bun in her hand, and quickly stuffed it into her mouth and chewed it, so as not to attract hatred from the old doctor.
Seeing an outsider coming, the old doctor immediately stopped talking and asked with a warm expression: "Sister, what do you want to see me for?"
"Um..." Mrs. Shu smoothed her throat hard. She almost choked to death when she ate too quickly. "I want to ask if my second child still needs to be fed with water?"
"You can give him a little water, but you don't need to give him rice. He won't be able to eat it. But if you want to make him last longer, you can start feeding him ginseng soup from today."
"Then let's start feeding today." Mrs. Shu pulled off the purse from her waist, "I just don't know how to calculate the price."
Seeing how happy she was, the old doctor put down the bowl, went into the pharmacy next door and rummaged through the boxes, and finally dug out a palm-sized ginseng from the wooden box.
The flesh of ginseng is thick and thick, and the roots are crisscrossed and extended. It is a good product at first glance.
"This is a century-old ginseng that I harvested a few years ago. It is of good quality and has good effects. If you want it, it will cost you one hundred and twenty taels of silver. There will be no additional charge for cooking the ginseng soup every day.
However, some Tianqi should be added to the ginseng soup to activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis. This stuff is also very expensive, maybe seventy or eighty taels of silver."
Mrs. Shu thought over it in her mind, Oh my god, two items plus one cost two hundred taels of silver!
Isn't it funny that she took out these twenty taels of silver?
When the old doctor saw her expression of embarrassment, he put the wild ginseng back again.
"I only have this ginseng left here. If you find it expensive, you can go look elsewhere, but it may not be available.
Moreover, the price and effect of ginseng are the same. The more expensive the price, the better the effect. This is the reason. You should consider whether to use it or not."
"I'll discuss it with the old man in front. You can keep this old wild ginseng for us first."
Mrs. Shu warned her and hurried back to the front yard. After analyzing the specific situation, the old couple immediately decided to sell the Wuling ginseng and exchange it for ginseng to save their second son's life.
"Oh, the daughter-in-law of the third and fourth child just disappeared and disappeared. My heart aches so much!"
Old Man Shu covered his heart with a heartbroken look, held the black egg in both hands and touched it again and again, looked at it again and again, and finally made up his mind and asked the old doctor to ask for a price in the backyard.
At first, when the old doctor saw half a basket of shiny black ginseng, he thought he had not woken up. He rubbed his eyes a few times before he realized, "Did you dig these?"
Old Man Shu nodded, "I just dug it this morning. It's still fresh. Do you want to take it? If so, let's discuss the price."
"Take it, of course!"
Wulingshen has the effect of calming the nerves and stopping bleeding. It has miraculous effects on insomnia, palpitations and other diseases. It tastes good and is the favorite of many wealthy ladies in the city.
So although the price is not as good as ginseng, it is not cheap either.
"Ordinary black ginseng costs about ten taels of silver per catty. This one of yours is of good quality. I'll pay you eighteen taels of silver per catty. Do you want to see if it sells?"
After hearing the price, Old Man Shu's heart ached. It was eighteen taels of silver per catty, and it was not even worth the price to sell him!
It’s such a pity that such a valuable thing flew away before it was even warm in hand!
He closed his eyes and endured the pain in his heart as he said, "Okay, please give me a compliment."
The old doctor ordered his assistant to get a steel scale, weighed and subtracted it, and finally calculated that the pile of Wulingshen weighed thirteen kilograms and six taels.
Old Man Shu scratched the ground with his fingers for a long time. After scratching, he felt a little better. After selling out the black ginseng, in addition to saving the second child, there were still dozens of taels left. What a surprise!
The old doctor was also a straightforward person. After doing the calculation, he immediately handed over the ginseng and Tianqi to him along with forty-four taels of silver, and personally instructed him on how to make the ginseng and Tianqi soup.
While the old couple was sitting by the door making soup, Yan Yan was lying on the bedside telling stories to her second uncle: "Once upon a time there was a big house, and there lived three children in the house, named Qiqi, Baobao and Beibei.
One day they went to play in the big palace and met a little dragon man with horns on his head and a tail on his back..."
Shu Mingyi was not sure whether he could hear it, but Mrs. Shu listened with great interest, "Where did you hear this story? It's very interesting."
Yan Yan blinked, "I don't know either, it just came out of my head."
Mrs. Shu guessed that Mrs. Zhang had told her about it before, but Xiaotuanzi had forgotten it, so it made sense.
Then he urged her: "Go on, did the three of them help Xiaolongren find his family in the end?"
"Of course I found it!" Xiaotuanzi held his chin and continued talking.
The old doctor walked out to the front after dinner. When he saw this scene, he murmured in his heart: In other families, adults tell stories to children. How come they become children and tell stories to adults here?
He wanted to hear the magic of this story.
After half a stick of incense, a large row of people sat neatly in the open space in front of the hospital bed. Everyone looked at Xiaotuanzi eagerly. Whenever she stopped to lick her cheek, someone would remind her: "Don't stop, keep talking."
Xiaotuanzi: It’s so tiring to tell stories to adults. She doesn’t want to tell stories anymore!
In the evening, the old man of the Yang family who came to deliver food walked into the hospital and saw this strange scene. He carried the food box and did not dare to call anyone for a long time.
Until Xiaotuanzi patted the chubby hand and said happily: "Okay, it's over!"
Only then did he tentatively call out: "My mother-in-law, my father-in-law."
Old Shu came to his senses and greeted him politely, "My father-in-law is here to see Mingyi. Come in quickly. I just gave him ginseng soup and the doctor said his condition is very stable."
The old doctor on the side: "..."
Now that things are like this, can the situation be unstable?