Chapter 41

"Ten taels of silver, I want it!"

Just as Xing Shan expected, the two people beside him started asking for the price. Just as he was about to speak, he heard someone from the other side of the crowd say, "11 taels, I want it!"

"12 taels!"

"13 taels!"

Hearing their one-two-one-two competition, Xing Shan silently closed his mouth tightly.

Anyway, he just didn't want that sick child to fall into the hands of the two people beside him. If he was bought by others, then he shouldn't mind his own business, right?
While Xing Shan was silently cheering for another buyer, he heard the two people beside him speak again.

"It is the animal trainer Lone Wolf who is robbing us of this diseased seedling. He must want to buy this diseased seedling to feed his lions and tigers. Let's raise the price a bit and let him spend more money!"

Hearing this, Xing Shan's heart skipped a beat, and only then did he know that the other buyer also had an impure purpose.

He watched speechlessly as the two people around him kept raising the price, wishing that the lone wolf would give up as soon as possible, lest the final transaction price be too high and his shadow be wasted in vain.

But that lone wolf seemed to be competing with these two people. No matter how high the two people raised the price, he would always only add one tael of silver.

Seeing that the price had been raised to 80 taels by them, Xing Shan had to grit his teeth and raise his hand, "100 taels!"

When the price came out, there was an uproar.

The two people beside him also stared at him in surprise, obviously not understanding why he suddenly ran out to join in the fun.

The reason why Xing Shan did this was to take all the money for a fight, and at the same time, he also hoped that these two people would give him a good time.

No matter whether those two people will increase the price or not, he only has 100 taels of silver. If they don't increase it, he will do a good deed and save the sick man directly.

If they add it, he doesn't have any more money anyway, so he should leave as soon as possible, and don't be a bad person.

In this way, at least he felt a lot more comfortable in his heart, and he would not keep thinking here and there.

Boss Hu's eyes fell on Xing Shan, nodded to him with a smile, and then asked others present: "Did anyone add more to the 100 taels? Is there anyone?"

I don't know if the lone wolf is exhausted from fighting, or if he doesn't have enough money, he gave Xing Shan a deep look, then turned around and left, obviously not planning to buy any more.

And the two people beside Xing Shan originally intended to make things difficult for the lone wolf, but now that they saw the lone wolf leaving, they naturally stopped wasting their energy and sneered and said two words to Xing Shan, "Fool!"

Seeing that no one raised the price, Boss Hu made a decisive decision: "Then this slave will belong to the young man in the audience. Please come on stage and pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other."

Because Xing Shan had seen how other people traded before, he didn't hesitate this time and flew directly to the stage and handed the 100 taels of silver notes into the hands of Boss Na Hu.

Boss Hu stared at him deeply, and then handed the rope holding the sick man into Xing Shan's hand, "Young master is really willing to spend 100 taels of silver to buy a useless person."

Xing Shan smiled bitterly, and left the scene straight away, holding the rope.

It was only after walking outside the slave market that Xing Shan stopped, turned around and untied the rope from the hand of the sick man, and asked, "What's your name?"

The sick man glanced at him, but didn't speak.

Xing Shan untied the rope in his hand and took the initiative to explain: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't buy you to make you a slave, it's just that those people had bad intentions just now and wanted to buy you to feed their poisonous snakes and Tiger. I can't bear it, so I rescued you. Don't be afraid. I won't force you to do anything. I will take you to see a doctor. Of course, if you don't want to follow me, you can leave by yourself and go to the doctor. Your family. After all, I don't know what your illness is, let alone whether you can be cured, so I respect your choice, if you want to leave, you can leave at any time. "

Hearing Xing Shanxu's rambling words, the sick man's eyes flashed with surprise, but he still didn't say anything, just stood still, obviously not intending to run away.

Seeing this situation, Xing Shan took the initiative and said: "Since you don't leave, then I will take it as if you are willing to follow me. Please follow me. I will take you back to the post where I live, and then arrange for you to see a doctor."

With that said, Xing Shan turned around and left without looking back to see if the sick man followed.

In his opinion, whether the sick man can keep up or not is his own choice.

He has already spent all his money to save him, and he has no obligation to arrange the life of the other party.

It wasn't until he got back to the inn that Xing Shan turned his head and looked behind him. What he didn't expect was that the sick man was actually following him closely, and he had no intention of leaving at all.

Seeing this situation, Xing Shan couldn't help smiling at him kindly, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder, "Okay, brother, follow closely."

Seeing that the guy was still hanging his head and refused to speak, Xing Shan didn't force him, he took him directly to his room, let him rest for a while, and then asked the officers and soldiers of the post station to invite the doctor over.

He has no money now, so if he invites the doctor to the post station, he can put it on the account of the post station first, and return the money to the post station when he leaves.

Zhai Yi had told him about this before, because those who could live in the inn were usually people from the imperial court. In order to prevent people from being injured on duty but having no money for medical treatment, the imperial court launched this measure so that those official servants who went out on business could Peace of mind.

The doctor arrived soon, Xing Shan took him to the room and asked him to see the sick man.

After a cup of tea, the doctor stood up solemnly, "Master, this little brother doesn't seem to be sick, but poisoned."

"Poisoned?"

Xing Shan glanced at the sick man, not surprised by this result.

When he was in the slave market before, he also heard that some slave traders would use various poisons to control them in order to catch slaves.

It's just that it's rare to see someone like this guy who was poisoned to death.

"Is there a way to detoxify?"

Hearing Xing Shan's inquiry, the doctor smiled wryly and shook his head, "This poison is extremely powerful, unlike ordinary poisons. If we don't prescribe the right medicine, it may be self-defeating and speed up this little brother's death."

"Then what should we do?" Only then did Xing Shan realize the seriousness of the problem, "Can we just let him die?"

The doctor spread his hands, and said helplessly: "Unless there is an antidote, this poison is really not something that ordinary doctors can cure. The only thing this old man can do is to prescribe a few doses of decoction to slow down the speed of his poisoning, hoping to delay it." It will take as long as it takes."

(End of this chapter)

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