The clinic shopkeeper went to the counter to get a pen, ink, paper and inkstone. When he returned to the ward, he saw the patient with bad throat tied his hands and feet. He said to the remaining guy: "Open his hands and let him write."

The guy who stayed behind agreed and untied the rope, saying, "The shopkeeper asked me to tie you up, don't hold a grudge. If you have any questions, just look for him."

The hand that poked the shopkeeper was untied, and his legs were still wrapped. The guy who left behind said, "Shopkeeper, do you think you can let go of your legs?"

The clinic shopkeeper handed the pen, ink, paper and inkstone to the patient with bad throat and said to the guy: "Do you think you can loosen?"

The guy said, "You, the shopkeeper, do you just loosen your mind?"

The clinic shopkeeper said, "Oh, I have to say it." He looked at the patient with bad throat and said, "Do you say you should let go?"

The shopkeeper poked his throat and put the paper inkstone on the bed, turned his body and wrote two words, and used his finger to give them a "hum". The two words were written nothing else, just the word "release". When the clinic shopkeeper saw it, he said to the clerk: "release."

"Okay." The guy who left behind immediately wrapped the rope.

Seeing the rope being wrapped, the clinic shopkeeper said to the patient with bad throat: "I hope everything is a misunderstanding." Sui said to him: "You write, I will prescribe medicine for you later to treat your throat."

The shopkeeper still turned around and wrote, and stopped halfway. This time, it was not that he had forgotten the words. He thought about it, but still didn't remember it. Finally, he wrote a word he didn't know and took it over. Soon after finishing writing, he picked it up and glanced, "Hum!" and handed it over to the shopkeeper of the clinic.

The clinic shopkeeper picked it up and saw that the first word was wrong. There were fifty or sixty words written on this piece of paper, and he never recognized several of them. Fortunately, the clinic shopkeeper could understand the meaning. After reading it, he said, "It seems that you are really misunderstood. Don't blame yourself, we just pretend that things have never been born. You don't have to apologize to us." Sui said, "This, what your name is, what job you are doing, write it on the paper." He said, handing the paper in his hand to him.

The shopkeeper looked at the shopkeeper of the clinic, took the paper, and was thinking, what were he thinking? He didn't know what he was thinking. He was confused by the shopkeeper of the clinic. Originally, the responsibility was on them, but he mentioned the responsibility to himself. When he thought what he said really made sense, it was because he was too excited at the time. But why did he think that the stomach always held its anger.

The clinic manager saw that the patient had a bad throat hesitantly refused to write, and said, "You write your name on it and the work you are doing, so I can show you your throat."

The shopkeeper hesitated for a while, and he was cured of his throat. He turned around and went to bed again, and wrote down his name and work. After writing, he picked it up and looked at it. "Hmph!" and handed it to the shopkeeper of the clinic.

The clinic shopkeeper took the paper and looked at it. After reading it, he also saw two typos. After reading it, he remembered that he was the shopkeeper who runs the tavern, named Wang Laosi. The tavern is called 'Wang Family Tavern'. The clinic shopkeeper said to him, "Oh, after I saw the words you wrote, I remember who you are. Storekeeper Wang, you are so sad, I will say something to your dead child first." Sui asked, "Is your child a boy or a girl?" After he thought of him as he couldn't speak, he handed the paper to him.

The shopkeeper took the paper, hesitated a little, turned around and wrote two words. These two words were simple, but he was not wrong, and they were the words "boy".

The shopkeeper saw it, "Oh, it turns out to be a son." Sui said, "This, your disease, you should go to bed on time, get up on time, eat on time, and take medicine on time. The rice should be light, avoid greasy and spicy, and drink some porridge and water. If you are injured inside and outside of your throat, don't talk or touch it in the future. I will prescribe medicine for you, and you will take it on time. I don't know when your disease will be cured. At least one, two, three, four weeks, or five, six, seven, or eight months. Don't worry, I am a famous doctor, you just need to give money."

The rich man lay on the bed and asked after hearing this, "Doctor, prescribe some medicine for me. I always lie like this. Can the disease be cured?"

After hearing this, the shopkeeper of the clinic turned to him and said, "Don't worry, I'll write the prescription for you two in a while." Sui said, "For this egg-breaking disease, remember to sleep on time, get up on time, eat on time, and take medicine on time. Avoid greasy and spicy food. Drink some porridge and water every meal, and you can't starve to death. Do not touch him, and do not let him be hurt again."

After the clinic shopkeeper finished speaking, he looked at them and said, "Are you two staying in the hospital for treatment or recuperation? The cost of this hospital for treatment is more expensive. Do we have a dedicated person to take care of you?"

The rich man, no matter whether it is expensive or not, the money is all paid by the manager Wang who was stabbing the throat, and said, "I'm recuperating in the clinic. That, Manager Wang, I'll take you to the village yamen for all this loss. You'll have a copper coin.

The shopkeeper Wang, who was stabbing the throat, quickly wrote with paper and pen. He wrote three words and held them for the rich man to see. The three words were "I pay for the money." He wrote these three words correctly.

"This is not bad." The rich man said and lay on the bed. The shopkeeper of the clinic saw the rich man recuperating in the clinic and asked Wang Laosi: "Shopkeeper Wang, are you adjusting in the clinic?"

Manager Wang thought about it and wrote six words with a pen: "I have to ask my wife." After writing it, he showed it to the shopkeeper of the clinic. The two words "wife" were written incorrectly. The shopkeeper of the clinic was worried when he read it, and said, "Your typo is too amazing." Then he asked, "Are your wife here?"

Manager Wang wrote and replied: "No."

The clinic shopkeeper saw it and said, "Why don't you ask your family to accompany you when you see a doctor? In this way, I will call my friend and go to your house to call your wife."

After hearing this, the rich man knew that he was sick and answered, "Call my wife, too, I can't move, please trouble you guys." Sui said, "I think he has too much trouble writing and can't write clearly. I'll tell you, his wife is in the morgue. You can find her at his house? "

The clinic shopkeeper heard this and asked, "How could his wife be there?"

The rich man replied: "Have his child gone to the well? He died. He and his wife pulled the dead child to the morgue."

The clinic shopkeeper understood and said, "You were hitting this kick." After thinking for a while, he said, "Okay, I'll ask my friend to go to your house and call your wife."

The rich man said, "My family, village south street, Caijia coffin shop, you can find out by asking the man on the street. Don't forget my name. My name is Qianzhu, Qiancai, the landlord, and I opened that coffin shop."

After hearing this, the shopkeeper of the clinic said, "Okay." He followed the friend in front of him and said, "You go, go to the morgue and the casket shop, and find Wang Laosi and the rich man's wife, and say that their man is almost out of reach."

This guy was the guy who spoke first. After listening to the shopkeeper's instructions, he said, "Okay, shopkeeper, I'll go now."

The clinic shopkeeper asked for help and said, "Okay, go."

The guy walked out to the door and went to find Wang Laosi and the rich man's wife.
Chapter completed!