According to the old woman's call, Yang Tashan came straight to the canteen pharmacy with Xing'er on his back. It was already midnight and the door was closed.

Yang Tashan went up and slapped the door with one hand and shouted: "Sir, please open the door, emergency room for medical treatment!" After slapping four or five times, a corner door opened, and a medicine boy poked his head out of his sleepy eyes: "Come in here!"

Yang Tashan walked into the corner door with Xing'er on his back and smelled a strong herbal fragrance. He looked around and saw that the medicine shop was not big, with drawers on two rows of high-rise cabinets filled with various herbal land names.

An old doctor came out of the inner room and asked while dressing, "What's wrong?"

"Fever! Afraid of cold and fever, your whole body is hot!"

The old doctor pointed to a small bed next to him: "Put her down, I'll take a look."

Yang Tashan carefully placed Xing'er on the top. Xing'er was a little unsteady. Yang Tashan kept pulling her with one hand, turned around and hugged her horizontally in his arms, and slowly placed it on the small bed.

The old doctor sat down beside the bed, stretched out his fingers, took Xing'er's pulse, and then asked Xing'er to open his mouth and checked the tongue coating. He said, "She is the evil of wind and heat that violates the exterior, and the lungs are in harmony. I prescribe a pungent and cool prescription, picked up the medicine and took it back, and took it. It was fine."

After Xing'er's mother died, she kept her mother's body guarding her body, slandering and scolding others, and was scolded and driven away. Until today, she was exhausted and extremely weak. After burying her mother, she rushed down the mountain and came to the riverside. After she was tired, she took a cold bath before she finished her sweating, and the heat in her body could not be dissipated. Then she caught a cold due to wind and heat.

The old doctor's judgment matched Yang Tashan's judgment. Yang Tashan asked, "Thank you, sir, how much medicine is there?"

"Thirty words!"

When Yang Tashan heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly paid the money. He said, "Old sir, I... don't have a medicine sand pot at home, can I..."

In ancient times, she took herbs when treating patients. Every household was inevitably decocted with medicine. The old doctor looked at Yang Tashan and was a little strange. He thought why this person didn’t even have a sand jar. He didn’t know that Yang Tashan didn’t even have a home. Where did the sand jar come from?

The old man nodded: "It's okay to boil medicine here, but you have to pay ten cents more."

Without saying a word, Yang Tashan took out another ten cents to pay. The medicine boy immediately grabbed the medicine and ran to the backyard to decoct the medicine.

The old doctor looked at Xing'er again: "This one is..."

"It's my maid."

The old doctor was even more surprised: "Maid? Hehe, you, a young master, come to see a doctor with your maid on his back? It's so interesting." He stood up, shook his head, and said, "This girl is too weak, you, the young master...ah..., after taking the medicine, you can leave. Come tomorrow morning and afternoon to drink the remaining two medicines, and it will be almost cured. By the way, she has a severe fever. Before the medicine is ready, you can use a cold towel to relieve her fever. There is a cold water well in the backyard." He looked at them, shook his head, turned around and entered the inner room with his hands behind his back.

An old man knocked on the medicine shop floor door late at night to see a doctor, and it sounded really sick. Yang Tashan smiled bitterly. The old doctor said that the cold towel was wet and relieved the fever, which was a good idea.

Yang Tashan ran to the backyard first, picked up a bucket of well water from the well, took one from several towels on the floor by the counter, soaked it in the bucket, twisted it half dry, and folded it carefully on Xing'er's hot forehead.

Xing'er suddenly felt much more refreshed and slowly opened her eyes. Looking at Yang Tashan, she called out weakly: "Young Master~!"

"Shh! Don't talk, lie down obediently, the medicine will be ready immediately, and it will be better after taking the medicine. Don't worry, the young master is by your side, there will be no trouble."

Xing'er nodded slightly, closed her eyes, and a crystal-clear tears slowly rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

Yang Tashan wiped her tears and said with a smile: "Look at you, why are you crying again? No wonder people say that women are all made of water."

"Young Master...you are so nice to Xing'er..."

Yang Tashan gently stroked her thin cheeks: "What's the good thing? The doctor just said that I abused you and made you, the little maid, so hungry. Hehe. If we have money in the future, I will replenish you more."

"Thank you, Young Master..." Xing'er said with tears in her eyes.

It was already hot that day, and Xing'er's hot forehead, she quickly turned the cold towel into a hot towel.

Yang Tashan had to keep soaking the towel again and applying it to her forehead to reduce the fever.

It was finally ready, the little medicine boy brought out a bowl. Yang Tashan helped Xing'er up with one hand and leaned him in his arms. He took the medicine bowl and carefully fed her.

The medicine was a little bitter. Xing'er frowned after drinking the medicine and blinked her. Yang Tashan slowly put her down and applied a towel to her to reduce the fever. Xing'er said, "Xing'er is fine, young master, stop busy, I can get up, let's go back..."

"Silly! You are a patient now. Be obedient. Just lie down and don't move. Just sleep here. Let's leave tomorrow morning." Turning around and looking at the little medicine boy: "Brother, I'm worried that my maid's condition will worsen at night. Can you live with your night?"

Xiao Yaotong smiled and said, "Okay, there is still a bowl to drink tomorrow morning, so let her sleep here. But there is no bed for you to sleep."

"It's okay, I'll just sit there. Thank you guy!"

The little medicine boy went into the wing room and fell asleep. The shop became quiet. Yang Tashan said to Xing'er, "Okay, be obedient, close your eyes and sleep for a while, I'll guard you, it's okay."

Xing'er shook her head and struggled to get up: "This...how can this work..."

Yang Tashan pressed her shoulder with one hand: "Why can't you? Since you call me a young master, of course you have to listen to the young master, otherwise, the young master will have to slap you in the butt!"

Xing'er was held down by Yang Tashan with one hand and could not move. After hearing his last words, his cheeks were slightly red and clouds appeared. He looked at Yang Tashan gratefully, closed his eyes and fell asleep unknowingly.

After Xing'er took the medicine, and Yang Tashan's wet towel physically reduced the fever, the high fever finally gradually subsided. Yang Tashan was relieved. He worked hard all night and his eyelids were fighting, and he finally couldn't hold on. He fell asleep while lying beside the bed.

When Yang Tashan woke up slowly, it was already dawn and Xing'er was still sleeping heavily. Then the little medicine boy walked out of the wing room, stretched his waist long, and said, "This uncle, Xiaodi is going to bring you the medicine."

"I'm sorry, brother!" Yang Tashan whispered softly with his fists.

Although the voice was light, Xing'er still woke up. She opened her eyes and looked around. She got up, rubbed her eyes, and smiled apologetically at Yang Tashan, "Young Master... Xing'er deserves to die, why are you asleep..."

Yang Tashan deliberately teased her: "Nonsense! Do you sleep well when you are sick, how can you serve me in the future?"

Xing'er smiled and said, "I feel much better. It's okay. Let's go and we have to chop firewood!" He got out of bed and got up, shaking it twice. After all, he had just recovered from the serious illness, and was anxious again, and he was a little unsteady in his standing.

Yang Tashan held her and forced her to sit by the bed: "What can I do? Sit down first, and we can only leave after taking the medicine."

The medicine boy brought the medicine out. Xing'er took it himself, drank it in one breath, wiped his mouth, and said, "Young Master, Xing'er is really well."

In fact, Xing'er had just subsided her fever and had long-term malnutrition, and her body was still very weak. It was terrible that Yang Tashan was worried and said it was okay.

Yang Tashan looked at her forehead. Although her forehead was still sweaty, she didn't feel very hot. She felt relieved and said, "Okay, it's almost time, let's go."

After thanking the little medicine boy, Yang Tashan took Xing'er out of the "Jishi Tang" medicine shop. It was already dawn and there were more and more pedestrians on the street.

The two of them came to "Weixiang Restaurant". The store door was already open. The fat shopkeeper told the friend to serve the food for them, and then took them to the woodshed in the backyard.

Xing'er originally said she wanted to rent a house. Yang Tashan said there was no hurry and asked Xing'er to rest first. The two went together at noon. Yang Tashan took a stool and sat aside for Xing'er. He took off his shirt and started chopping firewood with his bare arms. He first sawed the firewood into sections with a large saw, and then split it.

Xing'er didn't sit there and helped. Although Xing'er couldn't help with the ability to chop firewood, she helped pile the chopped firewood on the side.

Yang Tashan said that she asked her to rest first, but she could finish her work, but Xing'er didn't listen and said that there was no such thing as the young master working, maid looking at it. Yang Tashan then smiled and let her help build firewood.

Yang Tashan's internal strength has a certain degree of heat. He slashed for the morning without rest in the middle of the journey. At noon, he was halfway through. Xing'er helped to get the firewood neatly in the chopped ground, which saved Yang Tashan's time. At this speed, the construction could be completed early before the sun sets in the afternoon.

The meal was just in charge, so at noon the two of them could only drink cold water and eat steamed buns. During this time, Yang Tashan asked the fat shopkeeper what was going on to rent a house for cheap. After the fat shopkeeper gave him guidance, Yang Tashan took Xing'er there and rented the house smoothly.

This place is a slum slum in the city. The house is dilapidated and simple, and there is air leakage everywhere. The monthly rent for a room is 100 yuan. The room is very small, and a squeaking bed and two short benches are placed. It takes up half of it.

After renting the house, the two were very happy and found some dry straw to spread on the bed.

I paid for 40 cents of medicine last night, and now I have paid another 100 banknotes of rent, and only 90 cents of rent left. I can't sleep directly on the straw. Yang Tashan made up his mind and spent 20 cents to buy a bed sheet. Fortunately, it's summer now, and the room is very stuffy and there is no need to cover a quilt. So I won't buy a quilt for the time being. As for mattressing, I can only wait until I have money in the future.

After the two of them settled their residence, they returned to Weixiang Restaurant and continued to chop firewood until the sun set. They finally split the pile of firewood like a hill. The yard was neatly cleaned and the backyard was cleaned.

The fat shopkeeper was very satisfied. Not only did he promise to pay Yang Tashan 30 mins of salary, but he also said he would give him an extra five mins of reward, and told the servant to give them two supper first and pay for the salary after dinner.

This supper was a short-term worker, including the field, one meat and one vegetable, and the rice was enough to eat. The two of them were tired for a day and could earn 35 cents, at least they had an income, so they were still very happy.
Chapter completed!