put her mother-in-law's and daughter-in-law's clothes in. She asked, "Sister-in-law, Wenjuan seems very close to you. Now that she lives so close, hasn't that concubine in her family caused any troub..."Well, Old Wang, don't get too worked up. Business is like that, ups and downs."

"Yes, you should take good care of your health. If you need anything in the future, just let us know."

Liu, the shopkeeper from one side, finally couldn't help himself and whispered to an acquaintance, a shopkeeper from a nearby cloth shop, "Where did our master get all this money from Over ten thousand taels!"

The shopkeeper of the cloth shop had a pale face and said in a low voice, "Don't you know yet Your Sihai Ju, along with several of our shops, have been sold to the landlord. We only managed to raise over 10,000 taels!"

Liu Zhanggui gasped. He had guessed that the Wang family would decline due to a string of misfortunes, but he hadn't expected it to happen so quickly.

His eyeballs rolled rapidly, and with a resolute heart, he knelt down.

"Master, I've investigated the matter at Sijiaju today. It turns out that a kitchen boy resented the head chef for his daily beatings, so he mixed croton seeds into the soybeans and ground them together with the other beans to make tofu. Luckily, the tofu spoiled before it was used in any dishes. The deceased old man knew the head chef and drank a bowl of soy milk offered by him out of thirst, which is how he was poisoned."

Wang Yuanwai frowned and sighed, taking a long time before he said: "I know, things...have already happened. It's useless to investigate now."

The other creditors, upon hearing this, all sighed with pity.

"A tiny hole can cause a dike to collapse!"

The grudge of one young man, so easily destroyed the Sihai Residence!

Liu Zhàngguì took a deep breath and kowtowed, "Master, I'm getting old now. I've sold my Four Seas Residence, and I want to ask you for mercy. Please release my family from our indentures and allow us to return home to retire."

Before Wang, the magistrate could speak, the other shopkeepers came to their senses and rushed forward, kneeling down as well.

"Master, we are getting old!"

"Master, the shop is gone, and we have no place to use our skills. Let us all return home together."

When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter!

The rest of the creditors watched and listened, then looked into Wang Yuanwai's eyes, their pity deepening even further.

Not only did they see the Wang family starting to decline, these commoners also realized it and immediately began plotting their escape routes.

Mr. Wang's face, already pale, turned a sickly blue with anger. He tried to speak, but blood welled up in his throat and he coughed it out.

Although he quickly covered his mouth with his hand, blood still seeped through his fingers.

Everyone's hearts were pounding, and they all cried out together, "Doctor! Doctor!"

Sun the doctor kept standing by, this moment particularly impatiently scolded, “What are you yelling for, in such a hurry now What were you doing just now You guys taking turns to demand payment and then quitting your jobs together, even a good person would be exasperated!”

Everyone lowered their heads, scolded and ashamed. For a moment, they felt the guilt of a murderer.

Wang Yiwai waved his hand, he forcefully swallowed the blood that was welling up in his throat.

Then he instructed Wang Fu, "There's a secret compartment under the desk. Inside are the deeds of sale for these people. Get them all and distribute them."

Wang Fu was so angry he wiped his eyes, “Master, this can’t be done!”

Master Wang insisted, and Wang Fu had no choice but to take out the deed of sale.

Each shopkeeper rushed forward, took their own share, and then knelt down and kowtowed.

"My lord, we had no choice."

Wang Yuanwai gasped for breath, and was about to say something, but suddenly he fell from his chair.

"Master, Master!"

Wang Fu hugged his master, and seeing Sun the doctor still standing aside without approaching, he was so angry that he shouted, "You incompetent quack! Didn't you say our master would be fine after drinking the medicine What did you do to our master, making him worse"

Perhaps the title "mediocre doctor" struck a nerve with Doctor Sun, causing him to explode in anger. He unleashed a torrent of insults: "He's about to die! My medicine can only prolong his life for a few more days. Do you think I'm the King of Hell Saying he won't die doesn't mean he won't die! Besides, there's a blood clot in his brain. Even if it was just ten years ago when he was injured, or even five years ago, any decent doctor would have prescribed medicine to circulate blood and remove stasis. He wouldn't be on death's door now!"

"I don't care what kind of plans you have at home. Why don't you treat him Why don't you want him to live But you can't blame me! This person is your family's fault, it has nothing to do with me!"

Don't cure diseases

Procrastinate to Death

The courtyard was deathly quiet, every leaf fall audible.

Nobody here is a fool, especially those within this courtyard. Whether they're the master of the house or the shopkeepers, every single one of them has sharp eyes and clever minds.

Once upon a time, Wang Wai was gravely injured and rescued back to the Wang family. He had forgotten his own name and where he came from. So, out of gratitude, he became the son-in-law of the Wang family.

For so many years, Wang Wai's conduct has been seen by all.

He was truly devoted and respectful to the Wang family's daughter. In business, he was diligent and hardworking, expanding the Wang family's enterprise by more than double.

Could it be that the Wang family is afraid that once this good son-in-law's head injury heals, they won't be able to keep him That's why they've been dragging their feet and refusing to treat him properly!

At this point, Wang Fu seemed unwilling to believe it, loudly refuting, "Impossible, our madam has been looking for dozens of doctors over the years, none of them said they could cure her."

"Humph!" Sun the doctor was also angry, rolling her eyes and saying: "Such a simple ailment, even my medicine boy could prescribe a remedy! You say you can't be cured, it's because you don't want to be! If I cured him, your husband would run away. Even I would have to keep it hidden!"

Mrs. Wang, the only daughter of the Wang family, refuses to treat her husband's illness. She merely watches him suffer from headaches, and now he has fallen seriously ill.

Everyone looked at each other, their mouths tightly closed, afraid that the moment they opened them, a gasp would escape.

This is simply amazing!

If it's true, then Wang Yuanwai wouldn't be... too pitiful!

Mr. Wang also heard the meaning in the doctor's words, and suddenly turned his head, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets!

“No… Impossible!”

Dr. Sun seemed to want to say a few more harsh words, but perhaps he was also concerned about Wang Yuanwai's near-death state. He sighed and said, "Forget it, if you don't believe me, then don't. You've been sold out and still help count the money for them. You are truly pathetic."

Having said that, he slung his medicine box over his shoulder and walked out, "You'd better find someone else. I'm no good at saving unjustly dead ghosts!"

In the blink of an eye, Dr. Sun was gone without a trace.

All the creditors and shopkeepers looked at each other, as if afraid of getting into trouble, and they all bowed their hands like birds and beasts, scattering in a panic!

The courtyard, which had been noisy just moments ago, was now left with only Wang Fu accompanying his master. The other servants watched from afar, too afraid to approach.

Wang Fu wiped his tears, helped his master into the house to rest, and began to boil medicine...

Outside Wang's courtyard, idle people watching the excitement heard bits and pieces.

Some heard it, some didn't, but Dr. Sun's words were crystal clear.

Seeing the doctor rush out, the crowd pulled him to a nearby teahouse and quickly offered him tea and refreshments.

Someone couldn't wait to ask: "Doctor Sun, what's going on with the royal family It sounds like they blame you for not curing the illness"

"That's right," others chimed in, "Wang the Magistrate has had this headache for years. No one could cure him. It's not your fault."

"Mr. Wang is usually a capable man, perhaps this illness has been severe"

Sun the doctor drank half a pot of tea in one gulp, seemingly still annoyed. He said, "The servants at Seahorse Inn hated the head chef and mixed croton seeds with soybeans, causing a guest to die. Wang Yuanwai was so distressed he vomited blood. Then, their family's cargo ship was robbed by pirates, leaving them owing over 10,000 taels of silver. Wang Yuanwai, however, is a stubborn man. He sold the Seahorse Inn and his shop to pay off the debt."

"Oh, so many things have happened to the Wang family!"

"I heard about the incident with the seafaring vessel. It's too unfortunate that it was robbed by pirates!"

"Indeed, good fortune never comes alone, and misfortune never strikes singly."tually a mess behind closed doors...The rest of the Chen family were also speechless, not knowing what to say.However, Chen Lao Er's craving for cigarettes came on strong and he couldn't resist it any...