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Chapter 311 The Living Dead(1/2)

A lunch was very interesting, and some of the jokes Jia Cong said seriously often made the three people on the other side laugh.

Originally, only Daiyu was the one who could laugh, but when Jia Cong said lightly that his brother Jia Huan was even more generous than Daiyu, and asked the host to ask a three-cent sugar man, and bit off most of the only pair of sugar man feet for him, even Aunt Yue couldn't help laughing.

Naturally, Daiyu also caused coquettishness.

Maybe laughter can make a meal. Today, Daiyu ate half a bowl of lunch, and her complexion was a little more rosy than before.

After the maids and mothers packed the table and served tea after dinner, Daiyu saw that Jia Cong still looked tired, so she kindly advised: "Third brother, go and rest again."

Jia Cong was about to say that he could not sleep immediately after he was full, but he saw a middle-aged woman hurried in and reported: "Girl, aunt, the second master of the Jia family is back, please ask me to invite you over."

Upon hearing the news, Daiyu and Aunt Yue stood up immediately, with nervous expectation and fear on their faces.

For a moment, the previous relaxed, happy and joyful lunch time seemed just a dream.

Now, I suddenly woke up from my dream and returned to the cold world.

Daiyu's face was pale and her eyes were frightened and helpless.

Although she hasn't seen Lin Ruhai for five or six years since her mother Jia Min passed away, her memory has blurred.

Of course there is no deep father-daughter relationship.

But, no matter what, Lin Ruhai is her father, and she is the last close relative in the world.

Now that it is time to stop his life and death, how can she not be afraid or nervous?

It’s just that when encountering such a big thing, it’s useless to be afraid...

Seeing that Daiyu and Aunt Yue were both nervous, Daiyu shed tears again, but there was no substantial reaction. Jia Cong got up and asked, "Madam, is my second brother back alone?"

The middle-aged nanny hurriedly replied: "Return... to the third master's words, Jia Erma came back with a carriage, and he didn't go..."

Although this old lady had never seen Jia Cong before, the Lin family father and son who were about to join the Lin family were suddenly in trouble, which caused an uproar in the Lin family.

The protagonist of the group will naturally not be ignored, and at this moment, it is obvious that Jia Cong’s identity is not asked.

After hearing the middle-aged woman's words, Jia Cong said to Daiyu happily: "Congratulations to Sister Lin, it seems that she is lucky. That Mr. Zhang Youshi is at home!"

Daiyu, who was nervous and scared, was full of chaos and was stunned for a moment before she realized it, but then she was so excited that she didn't know what to do...

Seeing this, Jia Cong laughed in silence, walked up to her and said, "I'm stupid, hurry up and wait for good news!"

Daiyu woke up again, her pretty face flushed with shyness, and she didn't care about this anymore. She pulled Zijuan and rushed to the main room with Aunt Yue.

But she didn't see how regretful Jia Cong's eyes were behind her.

The disease reached Lin Ruhai's point, it had rotten to the lungs and internal organs, which was much more serious than the ulcer of King Wu's body trauma.

If Jia Cong let go of the means to treat the doctor, open the cavity and discharge pus, and then use the magical effect of Penicillium to use several consecutive treatments to prevent inflammation, it may be able to recover.

But if that happens, not only will his trump card be leaked, but it will even remind people of the reason why King Wu survived for no reason...

This risk is too great. Not to mention that he will not take the initiative, even if Daiyu knows that he has such a means to ask him, he will not agree.

Lin Ruhai was the confidant minister of Emperor Chongkang, the serious disciple of Emperor Emperor Tanhualang, and also the important minister of the new party that Ning Zechen and his group valued.

What a noble person’s power?

Even if such a person is saved by him, he will never obey his mercy.

If you think that by saving your life, you can accept your head and worship it, then isn’t the most powerful person in the world the doctor?

Therefore, weighing the pros and cons, Jia Cong finally chose not to take action.

The best he can do is to seek a doctor and try his best to continue Lin Ruhai's life.

In terms of extending life and relieving the disease, Western medicine is still not as good as traditional Chinese medicine.

Jia Cong hopes that Zhang Youshi can let Lin Ruhai live for another half a year.

Not only for Lin Daiyu, but also for his current interests...

...

"I haven't seen you for a year, and I'm glad to see the old man still healthy now."

In the main hall, Jia Cong bowed to Zhang Youshi with a calm expression.

After all, Zhang Youshi is just a white dick. As for etiquette, Jia Cong can do this step and walk the etiquette first, which is already considered a polite and polite person.

Zhang Youshi was indeed very moved. He bowed and said, "Master Lau is concerned about it, and the old man is so honored."

It was reasonable for him to give the gift like this, but Daiyu, who was hiding behind the screen, was disappointed.

She originally thought that Mr. Zhang Youshi, who was extremely clever by Jia Cong, would be a paradise and be a proud prince in white.

How could it be so humble?

Is it because I'm not good at it...

But she didn't know that if Zhang Youshi was the only one, he might be able to be a proud prince in white.

But he had descendants. Last time he went to Beijing, he was invited to govern Jia She, so he went to donate an official position to his son.

A person with concern cannot become a paradise.

Jia Cong asked Zhang Youshi's son again, what official position he had donated, where he took office, etc.

Although he did not explicitly promise what kind of care he would take in the future, Zhang Youshi had been almost becoming a spirit all his life. How could he not understand what Jia Cong meant?

I feel even more grateful.

Seeing that the atmosphere was almost alive, Jia Congfang expressed his original intention: "The old man is so old and he still works for the teacher to come here, which is not worth it. However, my adult is suffering from severe illness, and it is useless to hire a common famous doctor. So he has to be honest and tired of the teacher for this trip..."

With the previous warm-up, Zhang Youshi would not find it troublesome and hurriedly said, "It is a blessing for the little old man to be a little bit of meager in his skills. I am afraid that the old man will not be able to do well in his medical skills..."

Jia Cong smiled slightly and said, "Look first, no matter whether it succeeds or not, the Jia family in Rongguo will remember the old man's favor."

Wow!

Zhang Youshi was so happy that he felt white bearded. This is such a huge favor!

For the top circle of powerful people, the Jia family of Rongguo has indeed been on a downward trend over the years.

But how many people in this world can stand in that circle?

In the world, most people are outside that circle, and in the eyes of these people, the Rongguo Mansion is definitely a top wealthy family.

This is true. At least it is not difficult for the Jia family to operate an official.

In "Dream of Red Mansions", did Lai Shangrong, the grandson of Lai Ma, just because she begged the Jia family, donated the official position and made up for the real lack of the child?

So this promise is very important.

Zhang Youshi stopped talking and followed Jia Cong into the house to treat Lin Ruhai.

Behind the screen, Daiyu was already in tears...

...

"You all go out first, just wait at the door."

After entering the inner room, Jia Cong asked the maid who was serving inside to leave first, and the aunt who was serving inside before also avoided it early.

After everyone left, Zhang Youshi didn't say much, walked straight to the bed and sat down, and took out Lin Ruhai's thin arm from the quilt to take the pulse.

Jia Cong hugged his hands in front of his chest and waited quietly.

Seeing that Lin Ruhai, who was as angry as a slept on the bed, could not help but shake his head secretly.

Would it be too late?

For Jia Cong, Lin Ruhai's life, even if he lives unconsciously, has great benefits.

In Jiangnan, the Salt Administration, together with it, is like a big net, which can involve all aspects of the power.

Jia Cong needs to use this website to act. With this relationship, many things he will be too convenient for later.

If Lin Ruhai had died at this moment...

Many things will be more troublesome, of course, just troublesome.

...

"Brother, I saw Master Lin's pulse: the left inch is deep and rapid, the left Guan is deep and sluggish, the right inch is thin and weak, and the right Guan is weak but weak. The left inch is deep and sluggish, which is weak and sluggish, which is weak and sluggish, which is weak and sluggish, which is weak and sluggish, which is restrained by the spleen and earth by the liver wood. The most serious thing is that the lungs have been bluntly damaged, and the prolonged and unhealed, and sluggish into poisonous sores... It has come to this point, medicine is hard to treat, and gods are hard to save. The old man is extremely ashamed..."

After a stick of incense, Zhang Youshi said to Jia Cong with shame.

When Jia Cong heard this, his expressionless look made Zhang Youshi feel a little nervous. Fortunately, not long after, he heard him ask: "Old sir, how long does my uncle have to do?"

Zhang Youshi thought for a while and sighed: "If the old man didn't take action, it would be the latest tomorrow."

Jia Cong raised his eyebrows when he heard this and said, "What if the old man takes action?"

When Zhang Youshi heard the question, his old face turned red and said, "It should...it can be delayed until the day after tomorrow."

Jia Cong: "..."

Zhang Youshi also felt that it was not appropriate and was a bit tricky, so he hurriedly remedy: "Brother, what the little old man means is to make Lord Lin wake up and live until the day after tomorrow, and he can also explain his funeral. If the little old man doesn't take action, Lord Lin will not wake up within two days, so he will go there directly."

"oh……"

Jia Cong nodded and said, "That's really extraordinary." But he sighed regretfully, "Three days are too short. We younger generations cannot accompany us to be filial for a long time, and we feel really uneasy. If we could be longer, it would be even half a month..." After that, he looked at Zhang Youshi with his eyes straight.
To be continued...
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