Chapter 13 Mystery in the Pharmacy (2)

When Zhang Fengling heard that her only precious son was unconscious, she immediately took someone to check.

When I went to Zhang Dingo's bed, I saw that he was lying upright with his eyes closed, his face was red and swollen to twice the size.On the ground beside the bed was a puddle of yellow-brown sticky vomit, which could be vaguely distinguished from the morning meal and the medicine juice he had just drank.

Mrs. Zhang gasped when she saw her precious son in such a state, she fainted and fell to the ground, and everyone was in a hurry again, pinching people, serving ginseng soup and tea, and maids stroking their chests to let them breathe. It was so lively all of a sudden .

It was hard for Mrs. Zhang to calm down, and she started to cry as soon as she opened her eyes.Crying and scolding Zhang Fengling for digging, he was reluctant to hire a better doctor for his son, and he found some cheap prescriptions from quack doctors.

After crying for a while, Mrs. Zhang patted her chest again and was out of breath. Zhang Fengling was so frightened that she repeatedly apologized, vowing to hire a better doctor for her son, and not to let her suffer such suffering for nothing.

Being scolded by his wife at home, and still worried that something might happen to his son, Zhang Fengling, anxious and angry, took the four burliest servants in the family and went to old man Cen for an explanation.

The old man Cen didn't panic in the face of the four big men with fierce faces. He kept working, grinding a handful of dried mangosteen in the medicine grinder carefully, and said to Zhang Fengling without raising his head: "I The medicine is given to you by writing a prescription, and you go to fetch and decoct it yourself."

"It's the prescription you prescribed. If my son has a problem with your medicine, I won't ask anyone else!" Zhang Fengling was furious, and the old man Cen actually acted as if he had nothing to do with him, trying to shirk his responsibility.

"What this doctor means is that the problem is not in the prescription." The girl's clear and sweet voice came through the crowd into the Tzu Chi Hall.

When everyone heard the sound, they all turned their heads to look behind them, only to realize that it was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old woman who was speaking. A boy with a wound on his forehead was leaning on her shoulder, followed by two young children. The four formed a strange formation. The combination.

"Whose daughter is this?"

"What about the adults in this family? Why is the little girl still meddling in such nosy affairs?"

"Looking unfamiliar, it doesn't look like the ones in our town."

"Zhang Guan dares to take care of his family's affairs, the little girl is really bold..."

For a while, the crowd whispered to each other and started talking to the four of them.

The old man in the Tzu Chi Hall and Zhang Fengling also heard what Xiaoruo said, but they looked outside but couldn't find which girl interrupted it.

Zhang Fengling turned to look at the people outside the pharmacy, and asked with a little anger, "Who said the prescription is all right?"

The crowd consciously dispersed to the left and right, exposing the four members of the Xiao family to Zhang Fengling's vision.

They don't want to make Mr. Zhang mistakenly think that he said it. The Zhang family is powerful. Mrs. Zhang's natal brother is the county magistrate. Shangxi Town and the nearby ten miles and eight townships are all under his jurisdiction. Suicide.

Xiaoruo sees everyone step aside, and just in time helps Xiaoxun into the Tzu Chi Hall.

Under the watchful eyes of Zhang Fengling and the four servants, she let Xiaoxun sit on the patient's stool, Xiaoyou Xiaozhao squatted on the step stool next to Xiaoxun, and the three of them sat in a row from tall to short, inexplicably Make her feel like an inverted L shape of Tetris.

After setting up the three members of her family, Xiao Ruo walked up to old man Cen, and said to Zhang Fengling and the four servants, "I said the prescription is all right."

When she spoke, her eyes looked directly at Zhang Fengling's, and she didn't dodge at all.

It was the first time for Zhang Fengling to make eye contact with people like this, and a trace of panic rose in his heart. He raised his voice to cover up: "Where did you come from, you girl, is it okay if you say that the prescription is okay? My son took his medicine The problem is the fact that he is still lying at home dying! Isn’t this his problem or my son’s problem!”

Xiaoruo snorted coldly, isn't it louder than the voice now, whoever has the loudest voice is right? She unhurriedly stretched her sleeves to smooth out the wrinkles caused by Xiaoxun's leaning just now.

"You just said that your son got better after taking three patches of medicine, and he fell into a coma after drinking the last one today, right?"

"exactly."

"That's right. If it's a problem with the prescription, why did your son get better a few days ago?"

"This……"

"Doctor Cen also said that he only prescribed medicine for you, and your family took care of the preparation and decoction. Why do you say that Doctor Cen poisoned and murdered your son?"

Zhang Fengling was dumbfounded by what he said, he had never been refuted like this by a little girl.

The old man Cen also stopped grinding the medicine in a little surprise and looked up at Xiaoruo. He didn't expect this little girl to be so transparent at such a young age, and what he could analyze from a few words of dialogue was clear and well-founded.

Seeing that the master was rendered speechless by a little girl, Zhang's family member rolled up his sleeves and was about to come up to flirt with Xiaoruo. He wanted to teach this ignorant girl a lesson, so that he could look good in front of the master.

As soon as the servant moved, Xiaoruo's long and slender index finger curled slightly, and the small high-temperature flame licked fiercely on the servant's exposed arm, and then disappeared without a trace.

The whole process was very fast, so fast that no one except Xiaoruo saw the appearance of the flames, only the four servants uttered a scream, flung their arms back and forth,

Everyone didn't understand what was going on, a shadow suddenly hit Zhang Jiading, hitting the tallest one among the four, and he was the first to attack Xiaoruo with a fierce look on his face.

The big tall man was slammed into the back by the afterimage, and the scream was raised three degrees, which made everyone's eardrums hurt.

After the afterimage fell to the ground, people could see clearly that it was the clinic chair of Tzu Chi Hall.

The diagnostic stool is carved from an old elm stake, and it weighs more than a hundred catties. It is very difficult to move it in the Tzu Chi Hall on weekdays, but now it can be used to beat people. Everyone can't help but look at it Come to the stool.

Xiaoxun couldn't bear it any longer and fell to the ground.His head was covered with sweat, and his back was soaked, which was caused by severe pain.

Just now when I saw the four servants of the Zhang family wanting to attack Xiaoruo, Xiaoxun was startled and frightened, and wanted to rush up and knock the four of them away, trying to keep Xiaoruo firmly behind him, but now his legs needed help even when he was walking. .

His mind went blank, and he felt his heart pounding in his chest, as if it was about to rush out.With some strength from his hands, he raised the stool he was sitting on and threw it at the four people.

After throwing it, I felt exhausted, my overwhelmed legs trembled and couldn't support anymore, and I fell limp.

Even if he fell to the ground, he still stared at Zhang Fengling and his servants viciously, his eyes were bloodshot and looked like he was about to bleed, and he let out a hoarse "roar... ah..." sound from his throat, like a bird ready to attack at any time the wolf.

 The puppy is angry: woof woof!Don't bully Xiaoruo!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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