The 49th month of pregnancy cannot be cured

  Today, Old Song also came, possibly having lost all his money and with nothing to do, he came to Zhang's tofu stall to collect some gambling capital. Today, business was surprisingly good, the soy milk was sold out early, and Old Song started shouting to pack up and go home, at this time the sun had not yet set.

  Mr. Zhang was collecting the money, occasionally raising his head to glance at the riverbank not far away, where there was no familiar figure as usual. Today, Zhenming did not come to the tofu stall to drink soy milk as he usually did. Instead, that young man who had been with him every day came, drinking soy milk and being very affectionate, calling out "Sister Zhang" in an unusually intimate manner.

  Fortunately, he only touched her hand and didn't make any other excessive moves, unlike those other rich kids who would always take advantage of her when she turned around to secretly pinch her butt or pretend to accidentally touch her breasts, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

  Mr. Song is impatient to go to the casino to win back his lost bets, urging: "Hurry up and go, or there won't be good seats left! I checked the almanac today, it's a lucky day for me in the east, so I must hurry to grab a good seat. Hurry home and cook dinner, I'm starving, then I'll go make a big kill!"

  As she walked along the main street of Luoyang, Zhang led a small donkey slowly, looking somewhat absent-minded. Mr. Song, who was in front of her, saw people rushing in one direction and suddenly became interested, hurriedly pulling someone to ask what was going on.

  "There's someone being paraded in the streets right now!"

  "What's wrong?"

  "It's said that two human traffickers who specialized in abducting women from good families were sent to the government office, and were just about to be paraded through the streets before being taken to the market to be beheaded."

  He finished speaking and followed the crowd running towards the west of the city.

  Old Song became interested as soon as he heard it, turned around and said to Zhang: "You go home first, cook the meal and wait for me, I'll go take a look at the excitement."

  Old Song hastily finished speaking and blended into the crowd, following the throng of people heading in the direction of the west city.

  ……

  "Didn't you see? With a loud thud, two heads rolled down the stairs, blood splashing more than three feet away. The scene was so intense that it reminded me of when I followed Emperor Wen to battlefields, facing thousands of enemy soldiers, my brow didn't even furrow, with a large knife in hand, charging forward with Emperor Wen, cutting down those rebels and barbarians like chopping vegetables, one slash taking down over ten people, the blood splashing high, two or three feet..."

  Old Song had just returned from the execution ground and was sitting at the dinner table, shoveling rice into his mouth while speaking excitedly about the bloody scene, completely unaware that Zhang's face had turned pale, her hands trembling as she held her bowl, unable to eat a single bite.

  "I heard that those two people were actually scapegoats for Pei Qian, that bastard didn't know which girl's family he messed with a few days ago, slept for the whole day, and missed the time to see the emperor in court. He was tied up by his own brother and whipped hundreds of times, almost beaten to death, haha, no wonder I've seen him coming to collect my stall rent these past few days, probably can't get out of bed, serves him right for being beaten, daring to hit me, haha... only a pity that those two human traffickers died unjustly too, their tongues were cut off and all ten fingers chopped off. At the time of execution, they still had an unwilling look on their faces, tears, snot, and blood flowing together, that expression was just too miserable..."

  Zhang heard this and could no longer bear it, suddenly standing up, covering her mouth, and rushing out of the house. From outside the house came the sound of her violent vomiting.

  Old Song ate his fill, wiped his mouth, stood up, and secretly stuffed a few strings of copper coins from Zhang's money basket into his pocket. With a sly look on his face, he glanced back at Zhang, who was still vomiting in the courtyard, and quickly left the door, heading towards the city's gambling den.

  ……

  In a mountain valley more than ten kilometers north of the city, Zhen Ming was sitting in the main hall of Sun Langzhong's thatched cottage, his face solemn.

  Beng Yue had been digging the pond for five or six days in a row, and his face was gaunt, with stubble on his chin, looking haggard. He was pacing anxiously in the main hall.

  "Miss Moon, you absolutely cannot have anything happen to you, absolutely cannot have anything happen to you..."

  The door curtain inside had been pulled down, covering everything tightly, and from inside came the sounds of Xing Er and Huan Er crying.

  After a while, Sun Langzhong pushed open the door curtain and walked out. Fei Long hurriedly went forward to greet him and anxiously asked: "Doctor Sun, how is Miss Yu'er?"

  Sun Lang said: "Life is saved."

  Fei Long let out a sigh of relief and patted his chest: "It's okay, it's okay!"

  Sun Lang turned his head and looked at Zhen Mingshu, who was speechless, and asked: "Where did you find Yuer?"

  Zhen Ming was deeply grieved and roughly said that on the way, he found Yue'er trying to end her life in a forest outside the city. He rescued her just in time and asked with furrowed brows: "Yue'er, what's wrong? Why did you want to do such a foolish thing?"

  Sun Lang's expression turned gloomy, and he said slowly: "These past few days, Yue'er's illness has been getting worse and worse. Her whole body aches with weakness, she can't sleep at night, and every day she endures immense suffering, forcing herself to hold on. Perhaps it was because she couldn't bear this endless torment that she sought death. It's all my fault for being an incompetent doctor, unable to even prevent her condition from worsening... I'm truly sorry to her..."

  Sun Langzhong said, his face full of ashamed and helpless expression, it was clear that with his medical skills, he was also powerless against Yue'er's illness, except for watching Yue'er suffer helplessly, he had no other way to do.

  At this time, perhaps hearing their voices talking in the outer room, a faint voice came from the inner room: "Dad..."

  Sun Langzhong hastily turned around and walked in, grabbing her hand, his eyes red-rimmed: "Girl, Dad is here, you say."

  Yue'er struggled to sit up, and gave Sun Lang a bow: "Yue'er is unfilial, this life may not be able to accompany you again, Yue'er really can't bear such torture, I hate to use a knife to cut the flesh on my body one by one, please, father, have mercy on Yue'er for serving you all these years. Didn't you tell me that there is a kind of poison called Hè Dǐng Hóng in this world? Drinking it down won't hurt at all? Please, father, let Yue'er take it... I'll repay you in the next life..."

  Sun Lang's eyes welled up with two lines of old tears, and he choked back a sob: "Daughter, how can you say such things? How can your father bear to do it?"

  "How can Father bear to see me suffer like this?" Moon cried.

  Sun Lang choked, not knowing how to answer her. In his life, he knew how to use medicine to save people, but had never used poison to harm anyone. Moreover, the one who was asking him to poison her now was none other than his precious daughter, who had been with him for many years and understood him best.

  His originally black hair on his head seemed to have turned white in just one night.

  Xing Er and Huan Er burst into tears helplessly by their side.

  The fat dragon outside the house could no longer bear it, lifted the curtain and rushed in, rushing to the bedside, his eyes were red, his voice trembling: "Moon girl, how can you think like this? Didn't you want a pond to raise fish? In a few days, I'll be able to dig one for you, after digging, you can raise many fish. How can you say such things now? This pond was dug by Zhen Ge especially for you after hearing that you wanted to raise fish. Isn't this disappointing Zhen Ge's kindness?"

  The moon girl raised her head and looked at Fei Long with a sad expression. For the past few days, Fei Long had been digging that pond day and night for her. She saw it all, and being as clever as she was, how could she not see the feelings Fei Long had for her? Choking back tears: "Fei Long brother, Moon Girl owes you an apology... even if I die, in my next life I will still remember your kindness to me..."

  Fei Long heard this and suddenly tears gushed out like a spring, turned around and rushed out of the door.

  Zhen Ming was bitter and did not utter a word, sitting in the outer house's hall.

  The moon in the house gradually cried herself to sleep, her crying grew smaller and smaller until she fell asleep. Sun Langzhong and Huan'er both went out of the house, leaving only Xing'er alone inside to take care of her.

  Sun Langzhong walked over to the chair beside Zhen Mingsu and sat down, his face unable to conceal a look of depression. "Meng'er won't be in any danger for now, it's getting late and you've had a long day, go back first."

  Zhen Ming bitterly raised his head and asked: "How many years has Moon Sister been dragging on with this illness?"

  Sun Langzhong thought for a moment and said: "I remember that it was five years ago when I carried her back from the forest."

  "Is it really hopeless now?"

  Sun Langzhong nodded: "In these years, I have thought of all kinds of methods and tried all kinds of medicines, giving her internal and external treatments. Although there was a period of time when it could suppress the disease, the medicine power was difficult to penetrate into the muscles and bones, and it was impossible to cure the root cause. Now the bacteria has deeply entered the marrow... Sometimes I also have such thoughts, death may not necessarily be a bad thing for Yuèr..."

  Zhen Ming's eyebrows furrowed in distress.

  Sun Langzhong sighed: "I'm afraid Moon won't last much longer."

  "It's not like there's really no way..."

  Sun Langzhong was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing and said: "I almost forgot that you're the amazing person who can lift a 300-jin stone lion with just one hand! Come on, tell me..."

  "It has nothing to do with lifting stone lions, I just thought of a medicine for treatment, but I don't know if this medicine exists or not."

  "What medicine is it? I'll go find it right now!"

  All these years, he has tried no less than a hundred kinds of medicine, but there is still no improvement in Yu'er's illness.

  It is a kind of medicine called antibiotics.

  "Antibiotics?"

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