The Divine Doctor And A Common Farmer
Chapter 95: Medical Skill (5)_1
CHAPTER 95: 95: MEDICAL SKILL (5)_1
Liang Zhichen faltered for a moment, and Shu Yu, who had been covering her mouth to suppress her cough, suddenly paused as well.
"Are you serious?" his voice was hoarse, his eyes flickered with indecision.
Dong Huiying looked at Liang Shujun, who was still in a coma on the kang, oblivious to everything.
"Shujun is the best example, isn’t she?"
Indeed, that was precisely the case!
Zhi Chen clenched his fists, his expression resolute. "Leave the matter of the silver to me."
Dong Huiying looked at him in surprise, "You need to think this through, several thousand, even tens of thousands of taels, it’s not a small sum."
Hong Xiangjun ran a gambling den in the mountains, and even after a year, the net profit was just over a hundred taels.
Yet for the Liang family, a sum of a few thousand or tens of thousands of taels was undoubtedly a huge amount of money. Even in many families in the mountains, earning that much could take several lifetimes, if possible at all.
Zhi Chen bowed his head, his gaze on the frail Shu Yu filled with pity.
Money is good, but he longed to see Shu Yu healthy and alive; even though his own physical condition was poor, at the very least, to live a few more years, to see more of this world.
There was always something to look forward to...
That night.
Dong Huiying lay at the head of the kang in the east room, reflecting on the deep affection of the Liang family brothers. She remembered in her past life, she had seen too much of the warmth and coldness of the world. For instance, when parents lay seriously ill, their children clenching money in their hands, yet refusing to spend it on their parents’ medical care. Or the infighting among siblings over the inheritance left by their elders.
In that former world, material wealth was abundant, but many people’s spirits were empty, selfish, and indifferent.
The Liang family was poor, with no stable income, the brothers supporting each other as they grew up, but they were incredibly united; this was the true meaning of brotherhood.
Big Brother Liang Zhichen, bearing the burden of the family’s livelihood, even though treating Shu Yu was like pouring money into a bottomless hole, he still squandered the family’s wealth, thinking that even if he couldn’t cure Shu Yu, it was good as long as Shu Yu could live another day.
Liang Shujun was the same.
To earn money, he was treated as a frivolous actor, and when Liang Yixuan faced danger, he disregarded his own life and death.
They seldom considered themselves but shared one thing in common: they valued each other more than themselves.
The deep bond of brotherhood.
Dong Huiying sighed, a soft spot in her heart touched on this profoundly silent night.
...
The next day.
After washing her face, Dong Huiying saw Liang Yixuan as usual, making a fire to cook porridge. She remembered the injury on Yixuan’s back, although not as severe as Shujun’s, was still bone-deep.
Had it been someone else, they would surely be lying down to recuperate at such a time, but Yixuan was not at all delicate despite his scholarly appearance.
"Are you awake?" Yixuan, hearing the noise, turned and looked at Dong Huiying.
"Mm."
She peeked into the pot.
Porridge again.
But perhaps because of the injured and the sick at home, today’s corn porridge was thicker than usual, not as watery as before.
"Yesterday, I got twenty taels of silver from Master Hong. I’m planning to go to town with Haoming later. Is there anything we need at home? We can buy it while we’re out."
Yixuan looked troubled, "The grain bin is nearly empty, enough for two more days. But if it’s not too troublesome for you, please buy some grain to bring back."
"All right, I understand."
The morning mist wrapped the mountains, the air moist and mingling with the earth’s fragrance, especially refreshing.
Dong Huiying was in a good mood. After drinking a bowl of corn porridge and filling up with water, she patted her stomach, called Liang Haoming, and then pushed open the wooden door of the woodshed, taking out Zhu Xingfang who had been locked up by her all night.