When he came out of the Kou family flower building full of singing and dancing, Shi Yiwen, who had already accepted reality, truly faced reality.

Really... traveled through time.

Looking at the bustling crowds on the street, although men and women in Hanfu were wearing Hanfu, there were occasionally happy laughter floating out of the building in the street-facing buildings. Occasionally, some hangover men could be seen getting on the car with the help of their servants. The turtle man in the flower building gave him humbly and kind words, the friendship he met upstairs, and the soft voices of "love man" were given to him.

All the interweaving together made the breath of brothels in the 16th century come to the face.

This is not acting.

Shi Yiwen found himself surprisingly calm. He had accepted reality in the past, now, or even in a moment!

Since you come, you will be at ease!

"Brother Shi, you get in the car first!"

The voice in his ears interrupted his thoughts.

I am riding in a car, not a sedan chair.

The car is a bit like a cart from later generations, but it is a wheelbarrow. People are sitting in the seats on the car, and the driver is pushing the car behind. This wheelbarrow looks quite fresh. (1)

This car is the "BMW" of the 16th century.

However, this "BMW" only has one wheel, and it also depends on manpower.

"Yo, there is actually a four-wheeled "BMW" (1)."

Suddenly, a flatbed cart pulled by a man on the street was shocked by Shi Yiwen. On the four-wheel cart that was dragged by a rope, a middle-aged man sat cross-legged, looking at the calm appearance of a sage.

If the person pulling the cart farts at this height and position, it won't be "sneer" on his face.

Shi Yiwen didn't dare to think about the beautiful scene.

Sitting in the car, Shi Yiwen looked at Nanjing in the Ming Dynasty. The city was very lively and there were antique buildings on both sides. However, even though he was very curious, he still tried his best to regain his curiosity to avoid Liu Jinjiang finding something strange.

Finally, he turned his attention to the coachman. Although the weather was still a little cold, he was only wearing a thin short-shot. Even so, after running a few miles, the cotton short-shot still wet a large area of ​​sweat.

This coachman is indeed hard-working. In fact, it is not easy for the lower class people of that era to live, but this era is more extreme.

Whether it is the driver who pushes the cart or the driver who pulls the cart, they are the lowest-class people of this era. Looking at their sweaty appearance, Shi Yiwen thought to himself that it is indeed not easy to make a living in this era.

It seems that I have to think of a solution.

He patted the medicine box with his right hand. It seemed that he could only make a living by relying on his old business!

"Brother Shi, look, after crossing this road, turn east and reach my house..."

Sitting on another wheelbarrow next to him, Liu Jinjiang was about to introduce to Shi Yiwen how to get to the house, but the road ahead was blocked and the road was full of people. Because of curiosity, Shi Yiwen got up and looked over there.

Even though he was standing in the car, he still saw a young man in a gorgeous uniform kneeling in front of a shop next to the road and kowtowed constantly.

What's going on?

"Doctor Li, Doctor Li, you are always merciful, so follow me to go home. As long as you are always willing to save your son's life, I will be willing to offer a thousand taels of medical treatment!"

Not only was the young man kneeling on the ground, but there were even a few people begging next to him, and those people also begged.

"Please ask Doctor Li to save our young grandmother."

While crying, they kowtowed "bangdong" and even their foreheads were broken. The scene in front of them made Shi Yiwen's heart sank. Although he was just an undocumented doctor, he was not unfamiliar with this scene.

When they knelt on the ground and kowtowed, an elder with white bearded bowed in front of the medicine shop.

"Young Master Song, please come back. It's just that the young man is unwilling to save people. I really can't help. Since ancient times, women have given birth to children and have a stable mother. You can do it just to take the pulse and prescribe prescriptions. Please come back..."

The apologetic old man said to the surroundings again.

"As the saying goes, "The son is born and the mother is born and dies. The King of Hell is covered with paper." This woman's childbirth is not something that doctors can help, but the young and old people don't want to. She really can't help, she can't help..."

The old man white-bearded defense made all the onlookers shake their heads and sigh, and they all comforted Mr. Song who was kneeling in the street.

"Young Master Song, come back, maybe I can meet your wife again..."

"Yes, yes, you are also seeking medical treatment in a hurry. This woman gave birth, so how can she come to find a doctor?"

"That's not the case. Let's go home."

Everyone's words and words comforted Song Qiyu even more desperate. When he was helped up by the servant, his legs and feet were weak, and he almost stood up in shock.

"Is this fate..."

The young man raised his head and cried for a long time, which made Shi Yiwen feel depressed. Looking at his lonely back, he frowned while sitting in the car. After hesitating for a moment, he jumped out of the car and walked quickly towards the man.

"Brother Shi, you..."

Xu Jinjiang looked at Shi Yiwen in surprise. What did he want to do?

"This young man,"

He walked quickly to the side of the carriage, Shi Yiwen said.

"Maybe, can I help?"

"you?"

Song Qiyu, whose eyes were red, looked at the person who suddenly appeared in surprise. This man was surprisingly young and might look two years younger than him.

"Who are you?"

"I am a doctor!"

Yes, I'm a doctor!

Even the doctor of the martial arts world has the self-knowledge of being a doctor. Therefore, he does not want to stand by and watch.

Taking a deep breath, Shi Yiwen said.

"I may be able to save your wife!"

"Yes, but Doctor Li didn't say that this woman gave birth is not something that doctors can help you..."

Song Qiyu asked back and made Shi Yiwen frown and asked back.

"Do you still want to save your wife?"

Facing the other party's suspicious eyes, his tone was firm.

"Sir, please get in the car,"

Although Song Qiyu, who was in a hurry to seek medical treatment, was a little suspicious, she would still be able to distinguish her from the place at this time.

He has always been calm, and has been tortured since last night and now. Facing the unsatisfactory delivery of his wife and the words "Adults and children may be difficult to protect", he went to the "Tzu Chi Hall" when he was in a hurry to seek medical treatment. The chief physician of this clinic was once a Chinese imperial physician. But the sentence "Women's childbirth is not something that doctors can help" made him fall into despair.

When he got on the carriage, Song Qiyu looked at the man very much. Only then did he notice that he was a monk and was wearing strange costumes.

"Sir, can you really save my wife?"

"Doctors are kind and can't stop saving them when they die!"

Then, Shi Yiwen carefully inquired about the patient's condition. The more he heard his brows, the tighter he frowned. Finally, he had a frown and only one thought remained in his mind.

"Does the surgery be done?"
Chapter completed!