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Chapter 138 Deep hatred (2)

While wiping tears, He helped Zhao Kuangyin apply golden sore medicine. He finally finished the wound on his husband's back. At this time, his third brother Zhao Kuangyi hurried in: "Second brother, second sister-in-law, it's not good, the eldest brother faints!"

"What?" Zhao Kuangyin was shocked when he heard the news. The eldest brother had just vomited blood. If he fell into a coma again, his life would be worrying! He quickly stood up and wanted to get up, but he forgot that his back was seriously injured. As a result, he felt a "ah" sound when he used his strength, and fell to bed.

He and Zhao Kuangyi hurriedly stepped forward to support him. Zhao Kuangyin shouted, regardless of the cold sweat on his face, "Third brother, go and ask the doctor to treat the elder brother immediately! Don't worry about money. I will give the remaining gold ingots in the morning to my mother. Just go to my mother's place to get it! Madam, go to the second gate to find Zhao Ling and ask him to go to the camp to call his father back."

Zhao Kuangyi and He quickly stood up and acted according to Zhao Kuangyin's instructions. Zhao Kuangyin saw the two of them leaving, so he struggled to get up from the bed, put on a middle cloak, and stumbled out of the inner room. He took a long spear from the weapon stand in the outer hall, and walked towards the elder brother's house with a gun. When he walked outside Zhao Kuangji's house, he was already sweating.

Zhao Kuangji was the only one among the four brothers who had a maid to serve. At this time, the maid Xiao Cui saw Zhao Kuangyin coming from the house, and quickly lifted the curtain and helped him in.

Looking at the elder brother who was unconscious with a golden face, Zhao Kuangyin lowered his voice and asked, "Xiao Cui, what's wrong with elder brother?"

Xiao Cui cried and said, "After learning that the second master was punished, he slapped himself hard, saying that he had delayed the future of the uncle, and then vomited blood. I quickly fed the medicine he often drank, and finally suppressed the condition. But then the uncle started to stool blood, and kept vomiting, and even had a fever. I had already had blood stool three times today, and the uncle was already exhausted. I hurried to invite the doctor, but when I saw that I had no money, I refused to come. Then I ran to the central hall to report to the third master..."

At this time, the curtain was raised lightly, and Zhao Kuangyi led a doctor in, and everyone quickly moved away.

The doctor walked to Zhao Kuangji's bed, looked at his face, and frowned after taking the pulse. Then the doctor asked about Zhao Kuangji's condition, took out a few golden needles from the small doctor's box she carried with him, and inserted them into Zhao Kuangji's acupoints. Soon, Zhao Kuangji gasped and finally recovered. However, the doctor's expression did not seem relaxed. He saw that his brows were always frowning, and he quietly shook his eyes at Zhao Kuangyin and Zhao Kuangyi and walked out of the house first.

Zhao Kuangyi quickly helped his second brother Zhao Kuangyin up and followed him out.

The doctor frowned and said to Zhao Kuangyin and the others: "Two guys, please forgive me for being powerless. This old man's condition is getting worse and worse, and he is also infected with the epidemic!"

"Shim epidemic?!" Zhao Kuangyin repeated in surprise and looked at the doctor in disbelief.

The doctor nodded heavily, "Yes, it's the epidemic. Forty or fifty people have died in Kaifeng Mansion these days, all of which are symptom, bloody stool, nausea, vomiting, and fever! I have seen the old man in the past. He was not strong in his body, and he was sick all year round, but his health was poor. Now he has been infected with the epidemic - to say something unpleasant - I think, you should discuss with the old man and prepare for the future for the old man in advance!"

As soon as the doctor finished speaking, he heard a scream from the middle gate. Zhao Hongyin fell down on the ground! He didn't care about slapping the dust on his body and walked over: "Doctor, please save my son. Don't worry about money, as long as I can save my son!"

The doctor shook his head and said he was powerless.

At this time, He hurried over from a distance, and cried while running: "Doctor, go and see my child, he is also bleeding from the stool!"

Zhao Kuangyin's face turned pale. He shook his eyes and was pitch black in front of him. He fell to the ground with the screams of everyone...

Besides, Dong Zunhui followed Jie Hui out of the military camp and rode his horse to Guo Wei's mansion. The two of them did not dare to gallop in the bustling city, so they could only move forward slowly.

Halfway through, Dong Zunhui suddenly remembered that he was empty-handed. He asked Jie Hui in a low voice: "Brother Jie, this is my first time to go to Lord Guo's mansion, and I asked him to do business. Do you have to prepare some gifts?! This... can you lend me some money first and I will pay you back tomorrow!"

Jie Hui laughed and whispered: "Do you think everyone is the same as our adults? This Lord Guo doesn't like money! He lives very frugal, does things easily, and has a very good relationship with our adults. He won't care about your gifts! If you really feel sorry for it, there are pastries in the shop in front, just buy some of them! Mr. Guo's two sons, Brother Qing, is still young and likes sweets."

Dong Zunhui bowed and thanked him, asked Jie Hui to wait, tie the horse aside, and ran to the store himself. He heard that he was going to Lord Guo’s mansion, and the waiter in the store said with a smile: “If you give gifts to Guo’s house, then you will be right. The entire Kaifeng Mansion knows that Lord Guo is honest and not loving money. Giving him gold and silver will make him bad, so it’s better to give him pastries! The pastries in our shop are affordable and delicious, and Hu cakes and pancakes are very famous! Otherwise, how many of them are for you? Each one is worth a pound?"

To be honest, Dong Zunhui had never been to this pastry shop after he reincarnated back to ancient times. He nodded mutely and saw that the guy had taken the coarse hemp paper very carefully, packed each of the several kinds of pastries placed in one pound, and tied them with hemp rope.

The guy smiled and said, "Sir, here are four snacks: one pound of Jusheng slave, one pound of Guifei red, one pound of sweet snow, and one pound of Yulu ball. There are a total of 350 cents, which is guaranteed to taste good. I still want to eat it after eating it!"

It was only 350 cents, wouldn’t it be too little? Dong Zunhui walked out of the shop with pastries, rode a horse and asked Jie Hui.

Jie Hui smiled and said, "This is a lot. When I first went to Guo's house, I carried a hundred-month pastry. Lord Guo didn't want me to spend money! The shop you went to was so expensive, maybe it was even better! I will introduce you to a few places, which are much more affordable than here!"

While chatting, the two walked towards the Guo Mansion. Soon they arrived at the Guo Mansion gate. The soldiers guarding the gate recognized Jie Hui and put them in very quickly, not even the door bag that Dong Zunhui had put in. However, the guard also said regretfully: Lord Guo was just called to the palace by the eunuch to discuss matters, and he might come back a little later, so he suggested that Jie Hui and the others go to the hall to wait.

Jie Hui smiled and left the guards, led Dong Zunhui into the road, and said as he walked: "Mr. Guo is very strict in his family. These guards are all strong soldiers under his command. They all have their own salary and don't care about this. Let's just go to the near the hall. I used to come here with the masters, and everyone in the Guo family knew me."

While talking, a young man of twenty-six or seven came across from him...
Chapter completed!
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