Be Careful General's Wife!

Smell speech, autumn chrysanthemum can't help tongue, that laoshizi pill is not made of gold? Five hundred taels of silver! She turned her head and looked. The lady frowned. She should not really want to buy the laoshizi Yulu pill!

Is it that the little lady came into the door, the lady had a sense of crisis, afraid that she was old, the general had a new man to forget the old one, so he began to think of ways to make himself Beautiful. It's a good idea, but it's too expensive.

Oh! Shen Wan sighs in her heart, thinking that Shen Wan never looked at the price when she bought things, but now she is overwhelmed by 500 Liang silver.

Does she have to get rich first?

"Is that Baihua Yulu pill really effective in whitening?" Shen Wan asked, looking at the medicine boy.

The medicine boy was very sure and said, "of course, there are. The maids in this palace all eat our Baihua Yulu pills! Although it is more expensive, but the effect is remarkable. In the case of Madame, as long as you eat two bottles and then take a bath with snow skin dew, you will surely be able to make your lady's skin white and natural and lustrous from the inside out in March

"How much money does that snow skin dew want?" Shen Wan asked.

"Xuefu Lu is cheaper. It's 200 Liang silver a bottle."

Autumn chrysanthemum startled way: "200 Liang still cheap?" Their general's salary is only 120 Liang a month!

"Compared with Baihua Yulu pill, it is much cheaper. Would you like to buy it, madam?" The medicine boy looked at Shen Wan and asked.

Shen Wan said, "I didn't bring so much silver when I went out today. Come back another day." It seems that she has to find a way to earn money.

But how can she make money? She has nothing but a lawsuit. Oh! What a headache! She really needs to think about it!

The drug boy knew that she had no money, but he did not tear it apart. Instead, he said with a smile, "those two, walk slowly."

Shen Wanchong smiles and turns to leave the pharmacy.

At this time, four or five men in black clothes with swords on their waists rushed into the drugstore with a young man in a moonlight Royal robe.

"Doctor Qi, doctor Qi, help my son." And one of the four or five men, when he was already at the door, cried out, and all the men in the drugstore looked like them.

"It's Murong Shizi", the medicine boy standing in the counter, comes out of it.

"What's wrong with Murong Shizi?" A refined middle-aged man in a Navy robe and a sandalwood hairpin came out of the cubicle.

This person is not someone else. He is the owner of Jishitang and the famous doctor Qi Xiu of Dongchen state.

The men in black clothes were the guards of Murong prince. One of them, Mu Qing, said quickly, "my son suddenly passed out."

Just as they were on their way back to the Marquis house, the son of a noble who was riding on his horse suddenly fell down from his horse. Since he was a child, he had a heart attack. Because it was closer to the Jishitang than to the Marquis's house, they directly carried the son of heaven to this place.

"It must be a heart attack, quickly put the son on the table, I lost the needle with him." Because of the emergency, there was no time for them to carry Murong Shizi to the backyard.

Shen Wan stood on the side and looked at the son of the aristocrat, who was placed on the long table in the lobby. It's a pity that this son of a generation is so young and so handsome that he has heart disease. In this era of underdeveloped medical treatment, this heart disease should not be cured!

The medicine boy took a set of silver needles. Qi Xiu picked up a silver needle and grabbed Murong Shizi's hand to prick the acupoints on his hand. However, the silver needle stopped when it was about to touch Murong Shizi's skin, and Qi Xiu's face showed regret.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that Qi Xiu changed his face, Mu Qing had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Ah..." Qi Xiu put down Murong Shizi's hand and said in a low voice: "Murong Shizi's heart pulse has stopped. I can't go back to heaven." This man is dead.

"How could..." Mu Qing and several other guards couldn't believe this fact.

"My God! The son of Murong is gone. "

"It's a pity."

"Murong is only 20 years old." People in the drugstore were all crying out with regret.

"Doctor Qi, please save our son." Mu Qinghong kneels in front of Qi Xiu.

"The miracle doctor saves the son of our family," the other four guards knelt down.

Qi Xiu sighed: "it's not that I don't save it. It's that the son of your family has already disappeared. Even if it's Daluo Jinxian, it can't save him."

The most powerless thing a doctor can do is to save a dead man.

Shen Wan, who hesitated for a while, went over and said, "can I have a try?"

In the end is a fresh and young life, she does not want to look at him like this. Although she does not know whether cardiopulmonary resuscitation is of any use to him, she still needs to have a try to know, in case there is still a rescue!