Chapter 81 No antipyretic medicine
Yan Ce really didn't want to say another word to Lin Meng'an.

I think back then, Lin Meng'an's family was also a wealthy family, and he spent a lot of family property on Yan Ce's career, which was of substantial help to Yan Ce.

When he first married Lin Meng'an home, Yan Ce also doted on Lin Meng'an.

But he never thought that Lin Meng'an was infertile, which was a serious blow to Yan Ce, who always wanted to save face.

He also gradually ignored Lin Meng'an.

Even when he is in a bad mood, he will make things difficult for Lin Meng'an.

But at least he knew it well, and most of the time he would go to Zhuangzi to find the toys he bought to vent his anger.

After marrying Zheng Meiyu, he looked at Lin Meng'an even more sideways and looked down on her.

Even when he really couldn't control his emotions, he would punch and kick Lin Meng'an several times.

Every time, Lin Meng'an knelt down and cried begging for mercy.

Lin Meng'an was also a coward, and would only accept Yan Ce's temper. She was a scholar, farmer, or businessman, and businessmen had the lowest status. Even if Lin Meng'an's family had some money, she would not dare to yell at Yan Ce. No one would dare to support her.

Later, Lin Meng'an saw that Yan Ce was cautious and cautious, fearing that he would get into trouble.

Yan Ce was also immersed in the gentle countryside that Zheng Meiyu had created for him, and was almost too lazy to think about Lin Meng'an's submissive look.

In his eyes, Lin Meng'an is just a boring toy who won't resist but wears the title of his wife.

When this toy lost control, Yan Ce felt like a volcano erupting in his heart, making him almost want to lose control.

Yan Ce felt like he was always on the verge of going berserk.

From the moment Lin Meng'an knocked Yan Congrui down, the flames in his heart kept rushing to the top of his head.

Seeing this, Yan Yan knew that Yan Ce could not arrange anything at this time, so he directly ordered Lin Meng'an: "You continue to carry Rui'er on your back. If you don't carry it well this time, watch your skin carefully."

As a father-in-law, it is obviously too much to speak like this to his daughter-in-law.

But everyone in the big house felt accustomed to it.

Who knew that Lin Meng'an was treated like this in the big room before?

The only time she was useful was when she was exiled and her family sent money, and everyone wanted to use the money, so they recognized her.

But now, she can't even keep the money. The money is with Luo Si now, and the people in the big house only need to coax Luo Si well.

Tang Si found Ding Yu, the leading official, and gave him the money: "Master, my grandson has a fever. Please accept the money. Do you think I can exchange it with you for some antipyretic medicine?"

Ding Yu frowned.

He wanted to collect the money.

But fever-reducing medicine...he didn't have any!

Some of their elders might not have a fever even once a year, so who would bother to prepare this kind of medicine?

On their way to exile, they only needed ointments to prevent mosquito bites, anti-inflammatory and hemostatic ointments.

Others are temporary situations, so you can buy them from the nearest store.

"I don't have one." Ding Yu thought for a moment and pushed the money back to Wang Feng.

A gentleman loves money and acquires it in a proper way, and does not receive reward without merit.

But Ding Yu refused to accept the money, but Wang Feng was anxious.

Yan Congrui had a fever and needed medicine urgently.

She quickly knelt on the ground, hugged Ding Yu's thighs with both hands, and said sadly: "Master, you can't just wait until death. Please give me some medicine."

Ding Yu felt a little annoyed. He said there was no medicine left. Don't you understand?
He suppressed the unhappiness that surged in his heart: "I don't have antipyretics here. You can think of other ways."

No fever reducers, no fever reducers.

Tang Si muttered these words in her heart, like an eggplant beaten by frost, it seemed that she suddenly lost all her strength.

Will it be...

Tang Si suddenly had a bright light in his mind, as if he had insufficient money for officials.There are many places where medicine is needed on the way to exile, and it will definitely require more money to exchange for it.

Thinking like this, Tang Si quickly pushed the silver ingot to Ding Yu: "Master, how much does it cost to exchange for antipyretic medicine? I will get it for you later. Please give me some."

"This is not about money. I repeat, I don't have any fever-reducing medicine."

Ding Yu spoke with a hint of suppressed anger.

He pushed Tang Si and pulled her away from his eyes.

Tang Sizhu was too much trouble there.

Ding Yu cracked his whip in the air: "Everyone behind, follow up, hurry up."

Tang Si was frightened by the sound of the whip, but quickly came to her senses. She hugged Ding Yu's thigh again: "Master, please do me a favor. Please accept the money first. See what we can do tonight." Can’t you find an inn to stay at?”

"Can't find it." Ding Yu replied without thinking.

His route was based on geography. He had just stayed at the inn the night before, and they had provided enough supplies for daily life.

According to the travel route, it will take at least three days before we can check into the inn again.

If you want to stay at an inn tonight, you have to take a detour collectively.

Not to mention the risks involved in changing the route without authorization, detours can also slow down progress.

He couldn't slow down his progress just because he was alone.

Tang Si was still pleading on the side: "Master, please think of a way."

Tang Si's wandering around here is really annoying.

Ding Yu's good temper finally came to an end. He pushed Tang Si away: "I'm not a doctor. What can I do? Get away. If you stop everyone from going on their way, I'll whip you!"

Tang Si shrank her neck. She was afraid of being whipped. Zheng Meiyu had wounds on her body after being whipped twice before. She also had tender skin and flesh, so a whip would hurt her body.

What should I do if I can’t change the medicine?

Ruier is still having a fever.

Tang Si thought about it and came to Luo Si unknowingly.

Luo Si's tone was urgent: "How's it going? Have you changed the medicine?"

Tang Si shook his head, took out the silver ingot and handed it back to Luo Si: "The official said there is no antipyretic medicine."

"No? How could it not be!" Luo Si was anxious. Her injured legs and feet seemed to walk a little faster because of her eagerness.

Luo Si sighed: "Hey, what should we do?"

The official didn't even accept the money. She really had no choice.

"You didn't think of any other way?" Luo Si knew that asking was in vain, but she still held on to a trace of luck.

"Mom, what can be done? They are all exiled prisoners. Who else can have medicine except official officials?"

Luo Si put the silver ingot back into the package, feeling as anxious as countless ants crawling over it.

What to do, what to do!
"You first think of a way to make Rui'er drink more water." The first thing Luo Si could think of was to drink more water.

"Mom, we..." Tang Si's thin lips opened and closed a few times, and it was a bit difficult for her to say, "We don't have a water bag."

Su Mo had been laughed at by Zheng Meiyu when he asked an official to exchange for a water bag.

The eldest family member of the Yan family lived in exile and drank water directly from the river with his hands.

As for the elderly men wearing shackles, family members fed them with water from leaves.

This has been the case for the past few days, and everyone still feels that they are getting a big deal by saving money on water bags.

Luo Si glared: "If you don't have a water bag, just ask the official to change it. How can a living person be choked to death by urine?"

(End of this chapter)

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