"I have no choice but to use a needle to make him walk more decently, otherwise it would be really..." Dr. Li shook his head and said. He has seen too many reactions to this kind of life and death, and he also

He didn't feel anything anymore, so he called to the child, "Why don't you go ask another doctor to take a look."

Even the doctors at the Imperial Medical Bureau said it was hopeless, so where else could we ask for doctors?

Everyone in the Tong family suddenly looked ashen.

Since their father was indeed hopeless and the funeral ceremony was so important that nothing could go wrong, the sons of the Tong family immediately hurriedly invited their elders or sent letters to their brothers in other places. The sad atmosphere was somewhat diluted by the busyness.

When the women outside heard the news, they burst into tears again.

"Oh my God, sister, what should we do?" Several beautiful concubines in their twenties hugged each other and trembled.

With Tong Neihan here, these beauties have no worries about food and clothing. If Tong Neihan is gone, they will have nothing at home.

Mrs. Tong must either sell them or give them away.

It's okay to give them away, but some of them who have children are reluctant to part with them.

I couldn't help crying immediately.

The master is dying, the master is dying, and there is no cure...

Suddenly a beautiful concubine suddenly raised her head.

"You guys, have you heard about it?" she said tremblingly.

"What time has it been? What nonsense are you still thinking about?" a maid cried, "Don't worry about others for now. We, the Clay Buddha, can't save ourselves when we cross the river."

"No, no, there is someone, there is someone who said that it cannot be cured unless a person is mortal!" The concubine said, "Well, since the master is a mortal person now, then it can be cured."

Everyone was crying, they were whispering in the background, and soon everyone looked over.

"What are you talking about? Why not treat a dying person?"

The beautiful concubine looked into the room and bit her lower lip.

"Madam, madam." She stood up and shouted, crying, and rushed in. "Please invite someone to show me to the master."

The direct relatives who were discussing the funeral in the house were startled, and even more annoyed when they saw that it was a concubine.

"Madam, madam, that Mrs. Cheng who met the immortal." The beautiful concubine said hurriedly before she was dragged out, "Ms. Cheng who cured the old man of Mr. Chen's family, is from Jiangzhou, and belongs to the real person Li Daozu Li Shenxian.

Disciple, whatever she can cure, she said she would only cure those who are bound to die!"

People in the Tong family had heard a little bit about these rumors, but they didn't take them seriously.

"What trouble are you making?" Mrs. Tong cried, kneeling in front of the couch, supporting her husband who was exhaling a lot but not exhaling a lot, crying loudly.

"Madam, madam, it's true. It's spread all over the world. Madam, go and try it." The concubine also cried loudly and kowtowed on the ground, "Madam, let me try again. You don't want to

This is how the master died. If there is someone who can cure it, why not give it a try?"

Anyway, if the master is dead, she will not end well. Even if this angers the madam, it will not be a big deal. If the master is really cured, not only will the wealth be saved, but she will also be considered to have made a great contribution.

As expected, these words made Mrs. Tong furious, and her sons became even more serious.

"You bitch," they shouted, "Whoever comes here, beat him out."

"Madam, madam, it's really Mrs. Cheng from Yuxian. No one else can cure it. She said that only people who are about to die can be cured. Please, madam, let me have a look. Let me have a look.

, it can be considered as your best effort." The beautiful concubine shouted, rushing forward and hugging Mrs. Tong's legs tightly, "If the master is gone, we will not have a good life, Sanlang, Shiro, there is no help..."

These words made several men in the room look a little gloomy.

Tong Neihan's status is naturally enough for his descendants to help him, but he can only help his eldest son. The other sons either rely on studying for the imperial examination or waiting for their father to gain further merit.

After all, studying for the imperial examination is hard work. Although Tong Neihan is said to be a close minister of the emperor, he is not the kind of position where he can get credit at will, so the only way is to pass the qualifications, so that if the next sons fail to pass the imperial examination, they can

Come to shade.

If he died like this, the future of his children and grandchildren would be better than if his father were not alive.

"That Mrs. Cheng can really be cured?" one of the sons asked.

The beautiful concubine was overjoyed and kowtowed.

"Please sir, give it a try," she cried.

That son looks at other people.

"Then go and invite him." The elder made a decision and said.

"Wait a minute." Mrs. Tong shouted.

Everyone hurriedly looked over, and the beautiful concubine suddenly started crying again, and the sons also hesitated to persuade her.

"Madam, there are rules when it comes to medical treatment. People don't come to the door for consultation." Mrs. Tong cried, reaching out and patting the bed, "Hurry up and take your father!"

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Note 1: Bai Juyi's poem "Three thousand taels of stalactites and twelve lines of golden hairpins"
Chapter completed!