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    Chapter 112

    The Cui Mansion also suffered heavy losses. Shi Hua heard Mr. Chen talking about how Mr. Cui was in the silk business. This flood destroyed all the silk in his shop, and he didn¡¯t know how much money he lost.  drift.

    Fortunately, it hasn¡¯t rained in the past few days, and the weather has gradually become clearer. Shi Hua looked at the garden downstairs, where Mr. Cui was supporting his wife for a walk.

    The only thing worth celebrating is that Mrs. Cui is getting better day by day. Even though Mr. Cui has a wealthy family and a lot of money, he has never taken a concubine, which shows that he loves his wife very much.

    Shi Hua held her chin and looked at the two people downstairs. They were talking quietly, and their expressions and attitudes towards each other were very natural. They were probably what ordinary people would call an old married couple.

    Mrs. Cui had just recovered from a long illness. She had no strength in her legs and feet and wanted to try to walk by herself. Master Cui was afraid that she would fall, so he stretched out his left hand and opened it weakly to protect her behind her so that Mrs. Cui wouldn't see it. But if  She accidentally fell, but he was able to catch her immediately.

    Shi Hua looked at his posture and suddenly remembered something. Xie Ling used to take her to the hospital every day. If it rained or snowed, he would naturally stretch out a hand and put it on hers.  Behind him, if Shi Hua hadn't accidentally turned around once, he might not have been able to find it.

    Looking at the two people downstairs, Shi Hua, for some reason, missed the young man far away in the capital.

    Shi Hua was a little startled. Suddenly, a voice came from downstairs. When she came back to her senses and looked around, she saw that it was Mr. Chen, standing at the gate of the garden, waving to her.

    Shi Hua immediately went down the small building. Mr. Chen came over and said, "Some people from the government have come and asked us to treat the victims. I don't know if it is convenient for you, so I came to ask you."

    After hearing this, Shi Hua hurriedly agreed: "Of course, shall we go now?"

    "Yes," Old Chen said, "Many of the victims are sick. Besides me and Old Chen, there is also a doctor. I'm afraid the three of us will be too busy."

    As he said that, he led Shi Hua outside while talking to her. The place where the victims were treated was in a school. At this time, it had been vacated. There were only two tables and chairs left. The rest of the buildings were occupied by people.  The victims were all seriously ill, and the lighter ones were sitting in the yard. Two pavilions had been set up in the middle of the yard for the victims to rest.

    When Shi Hua arrived, she heard the weak moans of the old man and the cries of children coming from inside. They were mixed together, adding a gloomy and gloomy atmosphere, which made people feel extremely heavy.

    Mr. Zheng was checking the condition of a patient. When he saw them coming, he just nodded. Shi Hua noticed that there was a middle-aged doctor sitting in the room, writing prescriptions with a pen.

    Mr. Chen said to Shi Hua, "Let's each treat the patient first."

    Shi Hua nodded. At this time, a cry came from the corner of the yard. The woman quickly coaxed him softly, but it was of no use. The more she coaxed the child, the louder the cry became, and her sallow little face turned red from suppressing it.  When the woman saw him, she also shed tears and fed him something with a stoneware bowl in her hand.

    Shi Hua walked forward and said softly: "Has he been crying like this?"

    The woman nodded and choked with sobs: "I've been crying all day, and I can't even drink water."

    Shi Hua said, ¡°I¡¯ll show it to him.¡±

    The woman looked hesitant, and Shi Hua said again, "I am a doctor."

    Hearing this, the woman quickly handed the child over. The child was only a little over a year old and was crying so hard that he couldn't breathe. Shi Hua stretched out her hand and gently pressed his belly and said, "He hasn't eaten in a few days."  Already?"

    The woman looked sad and replied: "One day, I couldn't drink the porridge and even vomited out the water."

    After Shi Hua carefully diagnosed and treated the child, he said: "There is a wound in the throat and he can't eat. It hurts to swallow. But if he doesn't eat, he feels hungry again, so he keeps crying."

    After hearing this, the woman panicked and said, "Then how to treat it?"

    Shi Hua said: "I will write a prescription, boil the medicine, and find a way to give him two doses and he will get better."

    The woman thanked her profusely, Shi Hua waved her hand, turned around and went into the room to write down the recipe.

    There were nearly a hundred sick victims, but they only had four doctors, who treated them one by one. They were busy from early morning until dusk, and they only got a moment of respite.

    Shi Hua let out a deep breath. Lanterns were hung on the walls of the courtyard, and the dim light fell down. The courtyard was a little quiet, and even the crying children were sleepy.

    Mr. Chen said to Shi Hua: "Let's go back first. There are people from the Yamen guarding here."

    Shi Hua nodded and returned to Cui Mansion with Mr. Chen. No one said anything along the way.sp;The coachman got off and drove the carriage along the long street, but it was not in the direction of the palace. Not long after, there was a man standing at the intersection in front of him, holding a lantern in his hand, as if he was waiting for someone.  Similar.

    The carriage stopped, and the driver whispered: "Your Majesty, this is Mr. Dou."

    Prince Gong immediately said: "Let him come up."

    Soon, Dou Mingxuan got into the carriage. Prince Gong ordered the driver to drive back to the palace. Dou Mingxuan lowered his voice and said, "Your Majesty, how are you?"

    Prince Gong said simply: "Order a thorough investigation."

    Dou Mingxuan took a breath of cold air, with a bit of lightness and joy in his voice: "Then if we continue to investigate and pull out the carrots and bring out the mud, I'm afraid that person will be implicated."

    Prince Gong shook his head: "Not necessarily. It's not the first time he has done this kind of thing by cutting off his tail to survive."

    Dou Mingxuan hesitated and said: "What the prince means is"

    Prince Gong sneered: "I'm afraid you don't know that of the three million taels allocated to build the Baisong River embankment last year, I estimate that at least 2.5 million taels went into other people's pockets, and most of them went to the palace.  Here, the rest of the officials, large and small, will be divided up to build river embankments? I'm afraid they will build their official roads."

    Dou Mingxuan gasped: "What can you do with five hundred thousand taels? Not to mention the harsh terrain in Cenzhou, these people are too courageous."

    Prince Gong said: "In short, this matter needs to be investigated, but how to investigate it, and whether it can be investigated, I don't know."

    There was silence in the carriage for a long time, and Dou Mingxuan suddenly said: "Your Majesty, this is your chance."

    In the dim light, a glimmer of light flashed in Prince Gong's eyes, and he said slowly: "Be careful what you say."

    Dou Mingxuan suddenly said with awe: "Yes." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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