Ninety-five is just ten thousand volumes

  After leaving the cabin, Zhen Ming bid farewell to the man at the dock.

  Apart from feeling nauseous and disgusted, he gained nothing. Although he felt it was inappropriate, he could only follow the advice of the middle-aged man and leave those women in the cabin.

  That man refused to accept Zhen's suggestion that he be taken to Sun Langzhong for treatment of his wound, insisting on leaving alone.

  She reluctantly gave up and squatted by the river, vomiting violently for a while. She stood up, carrying a heart full of grievances, ready to head back.

  He had just walked a few steps when he heard a thud behind him. He turned his head to see that the man had only taken a few steps before fainting by the side of the road.

  ……

  In the thatched cottage of Sun Lang in the north of the city.

  Sun Langzhong walked out of the inner room and sat down beside Zhen Mingshen.

  "Is anything wrong with Old Sun?"

  "Fortunately, you arrived in time. In addition to the antibiotics I extracted using your method over the past few days, we still have some left after injecting Yue'er. Otherwise, with the severity of his wound infection, his life would be in danger."

  Zhen Ming anxiously asked: "Has Old Sun found a way to quickly breed Aspergillus?"

  Sun Lao stroked his beard and smiled: "It wasn't my idea, either. We have to thank Mistress Zhang for suggesting that we use the method of making fermented bean curd to cultivate that green mold you mentioned. Who would have thought it would actually work? Although there isn't much of it, it's just enough for Yueliang to take and cure her illness. At this rate, I think Yueliang will recover from her illness soon. Ah, yes, looking at the wounds on this man, they seem to be sword or spear injuries. Fortunately, his body is robust, so he should be a military officer. Hopefully, he's not a deserter! Where did you encounter him?"

  Zhen Ming briefly told him about what had happened, and Sun Lang's eyebrows furrowed.

  "Don't worry, Old Sun. I don't think he's a bad person. He was afraid of getting me in trouble and didn't let me bring him here to treat his wound. In the end, he couldn't hold on and fainted by the side of the road. If we leave him unattended, his life will be in danger. I think when he wakes up, he'll leave on his own."

  "Old Master Sun's face showed some worry: 'I'm not afraid that he'll drag us down, it's just that I don't know much about his background. You also know that here, there's only me, an old man, and a few weak women. Fat Dragon went into the city today to buy goods, with no one to look after him. If he runs into some bad people, it'll be hard to defend himself.'"

  "If Old Sun is really at ease, I won't go back today. I'll stay here for the night and tomorrow when he wakes up, I'll take him away."

  "Now that you've said so, I can rest assured."

  Zhen Ming smiled wryly and asked: "Why don't I see Moon Sister and the others?"

  "Apricot this crazy girl, took Zhang Niang and Moon Er they played around all day, came back are tired can't move, still want me to personally cook for them, several people bathed and ate early sleep, or I call Zhang Niang wake up?"

  "No need, I was just asking, let them sleep, don't disturb them."

  "You see me, I didn't even treat you as an outsider, and when you came, I didn't even give you a cup of tea." Sun Langzhong smiled and stood up to pour Zhen Mingxu a cup of tea.

  Zhen Ming took a sip, turned his head and saw Sun Lang with an expression of wanting to speak but hesitating. He smiled and said: "Sun, if there's something on your mind, just say it, holding back is more tiring."

  Sun Langzhong was taken aback, and sighed: "At first, I thought you were a taciturn person who didn't like to talk, an honest and uninteresting fellow. But after getting along with you for some time, I discovered that you're actually a sharp-tongued and cunning debater, not even sparing me."

  Zhen Ming smiled wryly and said, "It's really not that I'm being presumptuous, it's just that since childhood, I've been living with my uncle, and we've always spoken like this. If I were to change the way I speak, I wouldn't know how to say it either. Please forgive me, Old Sun."

  "Every time I hear you mention your uncle, I've always wondered what kind of extraordinary person he is to have taught someone as clever and mischievous as you."

  "He's just a reckless and arrogant person, trapped by emotions, wasting his good life, but instead seeking suffering, donating billions of family wealth, leaving home, becoming a Taoist priest, and finally ending up as a paralyzed and unlucky vagrant."

  Zhen Ming smiled wryly and said, then changed his tone: "What does Old Sun want to say to me?"

  Sun Langzhong didn't expect Zhen Mingsu to evaluate his "uncle" like that, and he was somewhat surprised. But considering Zhen Mingsu's usual way of speaking and behavior, he immediately understood and didn't ask further. Smiling, he said: "Last time you gave me that clinical research and treatment on fungal infections, I saw many strange terms mentioned inside, which I've never even heard of in decades of studying medicine. Can you show me other parts of the medical classics?"

  "I'll send you a copy another day, I need to spend some time organizing it because it involves too many subjects and I'm not an expert, although I have a lot of materials, for the time being, I don't know which ones to give you."

  "Could it be that your family has a collection of ten thousand volumes?"

  "Not just ten thousand volumes."

  A careless remark from Zhenming made Sun Lang lose sleep for a whole night.

  ……

  When she woke up in the morning, Zhen Ming found that the man beside her had vanished, leaving behind a note with bold and vigorous handwriting:

  "Zhen brothers, please forgive me. I'm leaving without saying goodbye, only because I have a guilty conscience and it's not convenient for me to stay long. I borrowed your horse and when I was about to leave, I found someone lurking around the thatched cottage. After capturing him, I asked him questions and found out that you are actually a member of the Mine Gang. The person who sent him is a suspicious character named Liu Ermei. I think you're not very experienced in the world, and from what I see, the Mine Gang may not consider you one of their own. Be careful with everything and don't trust people easily. We'll meet again someday and have a thousand cups to drink together! - Li Jing's rough writing."

  "Li Jing? Li Jing!" Zhen Ming's voice suddenly rose by an octave.

  At this time, Mrs. Zhang happened to lift the curtain and brought in a bowl of soy milk, seeing his exaggerated expression that he had never had before, she was suddenly frightened, and the hot soy milk splashed onto her hand.

  Zhen Ming was shocked and quickly came to his senses, hastily walking forward, taking the soy milk from her hand, looking at her scalded red slender hand, with a apologetic face: "Sorry, scared you, didn't I? Wait a minute, I'll find some burn medicine for you."

  After finishing speaking, he put the bowl on the table, turned around and found a bottle of medicinal liquor in Sun Langzhong's pharmacy, grabbed her hand and applied it to her.

  Zhang retreated with her hand, blushing and thanked: "I'll go get you another bowl."

  Savoring the long-awaited soy milk, Zhenming couldn't help but praise: "Still, Old Lady Zhang's soy milk is the most authentic."

  Zhang waited quietly beside him until he finished drinking, then hesitated and said: "Zhēn, Zhēn gōngzǐ, I want to ask you for a favor."

  Zhen Ming bitterly turned around and looked at her.

  Zhang hesitantly told about Lin Po and Xiao Que Er's matter.

  "You mean I should lend you some silver and then help you run errands to deliver it to your doorstep?"