Sun Tu and Ya'er were about to leave the inn, but when they saw the quarrel between the two parties getting more and more tense, their hearts moved. He always felt that Tong Zhuang's attitude was a little strange. His master was sick, and what he should do most was not to seek medical treatment, instead of lingering around and arguing with a few innocent people who had nothing to do with him
Even if he really got the government to convict the inn manager and the waiter based on his identity, if the young man really did something good, wouldn't he be able to take advantage of him? If he was too anxious to think about it before, then he had made it clear just now. How could the other party still be entangled here
However, the shopkeeper and the waiter over there were not as calm as him. Seeing the other party's attitude of wanting to accuse themselves, they were so frightened that they knelt down and said, "The villain is really unjust. Since the young master is sick, why not send him to Weicheng County in front for treatment..." What he said was reasonable, but Tong Zhuang and the others refused to listen at all, and they would tie them up anyway.
Seeing how pitiful they were, Ya'er also felt sympathy and glanced at Sun Tu: "Third brother, is there any way to help them?" In her mind, her third brother has many abilities, so it shouldn't be difficult to rescue these people, right
Sun Tuben was still a little hesitant, but what Ya'er said made him make up his mind, and he stepped forward to dissuade him again: "Guys, wait a minute, listen to me."
"Why is it you kid again? Do you want to be taken down and interrogated too?" Tong Zhuang saw that it was him again, and he immediately lowered his face and threatened him.
Sun Tu smiled nonchalantly: "Actually, I am quite familiar with the art of Qihuang. If you can't find a doctor, why not let me help with diagnosis and treatment?"
"Just you?" Tong Zhuang glanced at the young man in front of him with disdain. He was a few years younger than his young master. What could he do even if he really had medical skills? But just when he was about to refuse, something suddenly moved in his heart and he changed his mind: "In that case, just follow me in and take a look. If you don't see well, be careful."
Sun Tu was not afraid at all. He nodded and followed him to the yard. As a result, the innkeeper and several waiters were safe for the time being, which made them look at Sun Tu who entered with gratitude and expectation, and kept praying to God that he could really cure the patient.
When Sun Tu and the book boy pushed open the door and walked into the house, they smelled the fragrant aroma of medicine. He had just lived in this house last night, and there was no such medicinal smell at that time. He looked at the worried-looking book boy and said, "Have you actually diagnosed and treated him?"
The book boy looked carefully at Tong Zhuang who was staying outside the house, and then whispered: "Actually, the young master felt unwell two days ago, but because he was in a hurry, he only found a doctor in the town ahead to see him. Next. The other party just said it was because of the heat and prescribed medicine. The young master was not feeling well last night, so I gave him medicine. But I didn't expect that today..." As he said this, the book boy was so anxious that he shed tears.
After hearing this, Sun Tu stepped forward to check on the young man's condition and found that his face was actually a little red. He quickly touched his forehead with his hand and found that it was hot. Although Sun Tu didn't actually understand medical skills, he still knew some common sense about life. This was not a heat stroke. It was clearly a high fever after being infected with wind and cold.
"It's true that quack doctors are harming people. Your young master is not suffering from heat syndrome at all!" Sun Tu said immediately, but the book boy looked at him with some suspicion. The other party neither diagnosed the pulse nor did any more tests. He opened his mouth to make this judgment. It was really hard for him to believe.
Sun Tu pondered for a moment and then said: "I have a way to cure him, but I need you to stay outside and not let anyone come in to disturb him!"
"This..." The book boy hesitated immediately. After all, he was not familiar with the person in front of him at all. How could he leave him alone with the young master
"Don't worry, I won't harm anyone. Besides, my sister-in-law is still outside, so I won't ignore her safety, right? Your young master's situation is very bad. If it continues like this, I'm afraid something will happen. !" Sun Tu said hurriedly, his tone becoming very serious.
Whether it was because he was moved by Sun Tu's words or because he was urgently ill and sought medical treatment, the scholar finally agreed, walked out, and closed the door for them.
Tong Zhuang, who was waiting in front of the door, wanted to come in and ask what was going on, but he stopped him: "The doctor said that he needs to close the door for treatment of the young master. Uncle Zhuang, you should wait here!" Although he is only eleven or twelve years old. He was a kid, but his attitude was very tough, and he actually persuaded Tong Zhuang to stay at the door.
However, they didn't know that while they were talking, Sun Tu, who was supposed to stay in the room, suddenly disappeared. It turned out that just after Shutong closed the door, he entered the Ring System through the ring and went straight to the infirmary.
After a while, Sun Tucai reappeared, and at this time he had several more medicines on hand - antipyretic and cold medicine, as well as several bags of antipyretic medicines such as salt water and Qingkailing.
After lifting the young man up and giving him a few pills with water, Sun Tu inserted the injection needle into the vein on the back of the other man's hand with familiarity. If he hadn't done the same thing to Ya'er before, he would really be in a hurry today.
After finishing all this, he hung the salt water bag on the bedside and put down the bed mattress. Even if someone came in regardless of his instructions, nothing would be seen. As for Sun Tu himself, he sat on a chair nearby, thinking thoughtfully about the strange thing he encountered today.
Now that I think about it more carefully, it seems that there is something wrong with Tong Zhuang. Does this slave really want to cause an accident and let his master die of illness on the way? In fact, this is not completely impossible. After all, internal strife in large families is also very fierce, and there are many evil slaves who are ordered to assassinate their masters.
However, from their encounter yesterday, Sun Tu saw that the young man was a pretty good person and that he really did not deserve to be killed, so it was only natural for him to try his best to save him.
I don't know whether it was because the book boy did have some prestige, or because Tong Zhuang believed that Sun Tu, a young boy, had no real ability, and wanted to directly make him bear the blame for killing his young master. After nearly an hour, no one came to disturb him. It wasn't until the young man on the bed suddenly groaned that Sun Tu came back to his senses and hurried over to check.
After discovering that the flush on the other party's face gradually faded, and there seemed to be signs of waking up, Sun Tu quickly took the needle out of the other party's hand, and took away the related bags and hoses that should have been almost lost - and then opened the warehouse system After entering the guard room, he found that he could also put some small things into the Ring Realm through the ring. However, the system could only accept items that originally belonged to it, but items from the Great Song Dynasty could not be put in, no matter how small they were.
After another cup of tea, the young man who had been unconscious for most of the day slowly opened his eyes. He was a little dazed and it took him a while to see Sun Tu's appearance clearly in front of him. He couldn't help but feel a little strange and said in a low voice: "You..."
"Don't be alarmed, young master. I'm here to treat you. I see that you look much better than before." Sun Tu felt relieved and smiled at him. Then he went over to open the door and took the Shutong and Tong Zhuang who were waiting there anxiously. Several people were called in.
Seeing the young man wake up, Shutong was pleasantly surprised. In addition to surprise, there was also a trace of regret in the eyes of Tong Zhuang and others. The reactions of these people naturally fell into Sun Tu's eyes, which also confirmed his previous judgment - they had no feelings for their family. The master really has bad intentions!
However, as an outsider, Sun Tu couldn't say much, so he just gave the bookboy a few instructions, handed a few fever-reducing and cold pills into his hands, and asked him to take them on time, before turning around and leaving.
"Mr. Sir, please stay here. I don't know your surname, so we can repay you..." The book boy hurriedly stepped forward and asked.
Sun Tu smiled casually: "I'm Sun Tu, from Shandong. As for repayment, I don't want to repay you. I didn't save people for any repayment." After saying that, he stepped out and left.
Behind him, the young man's face was also full of gratitude, but he didn't say anything because he was too weak to speak. But this person's appearance and voice have been deeply imprinted in his mind.
Tong Zhuang on the side also stared at Sun Tu who was walking away with gloomy eyes. In this way, his entire plan was in vain...