AWB Chapter 403 Tuberculosis
Chapter 403 Tuberculosis
When the people in Zhangjia Village saw this, they were immediately furious.
A big man with a face full of flesh jumped out, waving his strong arms and shouting at the top of his voice:
"You can't sell it! Whoever dares to sell it, I will fight him today! Why should I sell it to them?
This is something from our clan, and it can only be sold within our clan!"
As he shouted, other people in the tribe also echoed him. For a moment, the scene was in chaos, with shouting and cursing one after another.
Madam Bai looked calm, her gaze coldly sweeping over the group of troublemakers. She spoke slowly, "Then I'd like to ask you, who has the deed to this manor now?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Jingxuan hurriedly stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Madam Bai. Although his voice was a little nervous, it was still firm and powerful: "It's in my hands. This is what my father left for me."
"Since the deed is in someone else's hands, do you still want to seize it?" He raised his chin slightly and said, "In this open and aboveboard world, where the rule of law is clear, do you really think you can act recklessly?"
The Zhang family member roared and rushed towards Master Bai, cursing:
"What the hell are you, old bastard?
I can crush you to death with one hand, die."
Master Bai's eyes flashed, but he remained calm and took a slight wrong step, thus nimbly avoiding the fierce attack. He grabbed the man's arm, twisted and pulled it, and with a crisp "click", the man's arm was dislocated.
Master Bai took advantage of the situation and kicked him in the knee, pushing him heavily to the ground. He said coldly, "What did you call me? You called me an old bastard? You're not even as good as an old bastard!"
Seeing this, the other villagers could no longer hold back and rushed forward immediately. For a moment, there was a chaotic mess of shouting and footsteps.
Zhao Qiaoniang also joined the battle. She was agile and each of her moves hit the enemy accurately.
Mulan was as brave as any man, she clenched her fists and the wind from her fists made a whistling sound.
A villager swung a wooden stick at her. Mulan did not dodge. When the stick got close to her, she suddenly turned sideways and threw a hook punch at the opponent's abdomen.
The villager groaned, the wooden stick fell out of his hand, and he staggered back several steps.
Mulan took advantage of the victory and pursued the villager, changing her steps and throwing a series of quick punches, leaving the villager with no chance to fight back.
Jiang Lin and Huo Jun were not to be outdone. Normally, they were masters who could fight against many enemies at once, but today, facing these ordinary villagers, they were even more at ease.
Every time Jiang Lin threw a punch, there was a sound of bones dislocating. The villagers' arms were dislocated under his hands and they fell to the ground screaming in pain.
Huo Jun grabbed the villagers as easily as picking up chickens, and subdued them in just a few moves.
Under their attack, the villagers were unable to resist and in just a moment, they all lay on the ground.
Master Bai looked at this group of bewildered tribesmen and asked:
“You people are really hard to understand.
If the scholar achieves success in the future and brings honor to the family, wouldn't that be a good thing for you? Why do you have to kill him off?"
The scholar's wife's eyes were red, and she said in a tearful voice:
"Sir, you may not know that my father-in-law left us two farms before he died.
We gave the previous village to the village out of gratitude for the villagers' kindness.
But they were greedy and felt that the remaining farmland should also belong to the village.
Now my mother-in-law is seriously ill in bed, and we are really desperate. We thought about selling the farm to raise money for her medical treatment, but they refused to agree.
Master Bai glanced coldly at the Zhang family members tied to the ground, his eyes filled with disgust: "You are a bunch of narrow-minded people. From now on, there will be no place for you to run wild here!"
Although those tribesmen were unwilling, they were afraid of the force of Master Bai and others, so they could only be driven out of the village while cursing under their breath.
The scholar's wife looked at Madam Bai and the others and said, "Originally, I wanted to sell this farm for 16000 taels, but how about...how about selling it for 15000 taels?"
Mrs. Bai shook her head and said, "It's okay. 16000 taels, that's 16000 taels. Is your mother-in-law seriously ill?"
"Yes, alas! I cough every day now, and I even coughed up blood yesterday." The scholar's wife sighed helplessly.
Mrs. Bai smiled and said, "I know some medical skills, how about I help you take a look?"
"That's great. My mother-in-law is in the farm." The scholar's wife led them into the farm.
The scholar's wife led Master Bai to the wooden house and said:
“These wooden houses were built when my father-in-law was still alive, and our family was quite well-off back then.
He spent a lot of money on it, and his hard work is evident inside and out."
On a simple wooden bed in the room lay a haggard old lady.
Her face was sallow, her cheeks sunken, and every breath was accompanied by a violent cough, and her body trembled slightly.
Lin Wanwan frowned. Is this tuberculosis?
Mrs. Bai carried Lin Wanwan out and said, "This is tuberculosis, it's contagious."
"Yes, my two daughters have been coughing constantly recently. Is this disease contagious?" The scholar's wife trembled with fear.
Madam Bai looked solemn and sighed heavily:
“Tuberculosis is a highly contagious disease.
There is really no particularly good solution at the moment.
You must be very careful not to get any contact with the patient's saliva."
The scholar's wife fell to her knees with a plop, tears streaming down her face.
"Please think of a solution! My mother-in-law has been tortured by illness and is no longer human.
My two children also contracted this horrible disease."
Mrs. Bai looked at the scholar's wife kneeling on the ground, her heart aching. She sighed helplessly, "It's not that I don't want to save her, it's just that this disease is so difficult. With our current medical skills, there is really no way to cure it."
She squatted down and gently helped the scholar's wife up: "I can prescribe some medicine for you, which can alleviate some of your symptoms. As for what will happen in the future, it depends on fate."
Lin Wanwan stood aside and pulled Madam Bai. Madam Bai coughed and said, "I'll go to the carriage and get some medicine for you..."
She carried Lin Wanwan down the carriage road:
"This is not an ordinary disease, it is tuberculosis.
My master once said that pulmonary tuberculosis, also known as consumption, develops gradually. At first, there are only occasional coughs and fatigue, which are difficult to detect.
But once the disease breaks out, it's like a ghost haunting you, pressing you at every step.
People suffering from this disease will have increasingly severe coughs, first with blood in their sputum, then they will cough up blood continuously, and their bodies will quickly become thin, as if all their vitality has been drained away.
Even my master is powerless."
林晚晚看着奶茶，奶茶“嘎嘎嘎”了几声道：“百合12克、生地黄10克、熟地黄10克、麦冬12克、玄参10克、川贝母9克、桔梗9克、当归9克、白芍10克、甘草6克……”
Madam Bai frowned and wrote all this down before asking, "Does this prescription work?"
Milk tea continued to translate: "We still need to go see the patient."