445 Just Fell Into A Hole And Don’t Have Money Left
When they arrived at the dical hall, the doctor was an old man who was packing the dicine cabinet.
His assistant was putting up the door as if he was preparing to close the shop.
“Grandpa! Save my older brother!” Gu Nuo’er lay on the cashier’s counter, kicking her feet and looking at the old man eagerly.
The doctor turned around and took a closer look.
It was a fair-skinned girl talking.
When he heard the ntion of saving soone, he quickly called out to his assistant. “Quick, bring the dicine box over. Bring along the dicine to stop blood and also the dicated ointnt.”
After saying that, he hurriedly walked out from behind the counter where the dicine cabinet was at. “Little girl, what’s wrong with your brother? Is he injured or sick? Is he bleeding? Sigh, forget it. We’ll talk when we see the patient. Lead the way first!”
Gu Nuo’er raised the back of Ye Siming’s hand and showed it to the doctor.
“Grandpa, my brother was scratched. Look!”
The doctor narrowed his eyes and was imdiately stunned.
“Just this spot?”
Gu Nuo’er’s face tensed up and she nodded seriously.
“It is very serious, right? He’s in a lot of pain. Hurry up and apply the dicine!”
The doctor stroked his beard. “This… I’m afraid it’s very difficult for to do.”
Gu Nuo’er’s big eyes imdiately had a hint of fear and loss.
“Why?” She asked in a childish voice, “Is it because Elder Brother Siming’s injuries are too serious for you to treat?”
The doctor shook his head. “No, it’s just that the symptom is too light that I don’t know what dicine to use.”
Gu Nuo’er imdiately raised her soft voice. “That’s not true! He already feels uncomfortable. If you don’t bandage it, what if he gets a fever, vomits, or faints?”
Ye Siming pursed his lips and suppressed his smile as he watched Gu Nuo’er seek justice for him seriously.
He raised his eyebrows slightly. At this mont, he was in a very good mood.
If he had known that she was so nervous, he would have at least cut a wound on himself back when he was in the forest when he returned from suppressing the bandits.
Jiang Xiaoran watched silently from the side.
He clicked his tongue and sighed in his heart—
This person was too good at pretending!
In the end, Gu Nuo’er’s eyes turned red from worry.
The doctor was afraid that this child who looked like a snow doll would start crying in the dical hall.
Therefore, he quickly agreed to bandage Ye Siming’s wound.
In the end, Ye Siming’s hand was wrapped in a white bandage before everything was concluded.
However, when it was ti to pay the consultation fees, Gu Nuo’er spread out her small hands. “I just fell into a hole and don’t have any money left…”
She looked at Ye Siming, who frowned.
“I dropped mine too.”
Therefore, the two of them looked at Jiang Xiaoran.
Jiang Xiaoran was stunned and stomped his feet. “The two of you keep trying to squeeze dry. Aren’t you embarrassed?!”
However, he still resigned himself to fate and touched the waist area where the money bag should have been hanging.
Unfortunately, he only grabbed air.
Jiang Xiaoran was stunned and looked down at his empty belt.
He looked up silently. “I must have dropped it when I was in a hurry to make a report to the officials just now.”
The doctor frowned and narrowed his eyes for a long ti. He ca to a realization. “Why aren’t you rich young masters and young ladies staying at ho? You’re just coming out to toy with people for fun!
“We’re just doing a small business. The dicinal herbs we use are also money. Sigh, forget it, forget it. Just take it that I’m giving you guys a gift this ti. Don’t do this next ti.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a fair hand slapped a few copper coins on the counter.
Xie Yinxiang asked softly, “Is this enough?”
The old doctor counted and nodded repeatedly. “That’s enough, that’s enough. You even paid one extra coin.”
Only then did the four of them leave the dical hall.
After leaving, Gu Nuo’er said softly, “Elder Sister Yinxiang, thank goodness you’re here!”
Jiang Xiaoran added, “Eldest Miss Xie, you’re actually so reliable at the critical mont. I, Young Marquis Jiang, am bent on making you my good pal!”
As he spoke, he wanted to place his arm on Xie Yinxiang’s shoulder.
Xie Yinxiang gently retreated and avoided it.
“Young Marquis Jiang, have so self-respect.”
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