The box was gone!
The moment he thought of this …
The troupe leader's heart wrenched in pain!
Mo Ruo checked her pulse and found it extremely noisy.
He placed Zhan Mo's slender hand back under the blanket and covered it properly. Then, he massaged his temples.
The troupe leader hurried over to ask, "Young Master, how is it?"
"…"
"How is it?"
"…"
Mo Ruo stood up expressionlessly and walked to the table to drink a mouthful of water.
Then, he said calmly, "Don't worry, this girl won't die."
The troupe leader's heart relaxed at his words.
"That's good, that's good."
"But … I'm afraid she'll be bedridden for a period of time."
"Bedridden? That won't do. It's Old Master Zhang's birthday the day after tomorrow and we're rushing there to perform. If we miss it, we'll suffer a great loss. No, absolutely not! "The troupe leader's eyes bulged." Young Master, aren't you a physician? You have to save Zhan Mo, she can't be sick. "
Mo Ruo sneered.
The young girl who had been sobbing all this while walked up to him. "Young Master, how is my sister?"
"Not good." Mo Ruo shook his head.
"Not good? Will my sister be alright? "
Mo Ruo muttered, "Weak heart meridian is an illness she was born with. It has no root cause, so it can't be cured. In addition, she has been taking Fu Ginseng for a long period of time. This medicine is extremely cold, and once the cold medicine enters the body, the weak heart meridian will not be affected by wind. In addition, a woman's Yin attribute should be in harmony with Yin and Yang. Furthermore, the human body is divided into three meridians: the hot meridian, the cold meridian, the cold meridian, and the dead meridian. The first meridian cannot enter water, the second meridian cannot enter fire, and the third meridian cannot enter wind. This is common knowledge regarding meridians. If any meridian is broken, the body will break bones and lose blood. If any one of the meridians is severed, the body will suffer from broken bones and blood loss.
What?
She'll die within half a year?
The troupe leader was so frightened that his legs gave way.
The leader was so scared that his legs went weak. If it weren't for the people beside him supporting him, he would have fallen to the ground.
Mo Ruo was a straightforward person and never liked to beat around the bush.
If he was in a good mood, he would treat the patients who came to Yuhua Pavillion for treatment. But because of his sharp tongue, he would never tactfully tell them that the illness was incurable.
Those patients couldn't accept it and were scared half to death in the end.
The troupe leader said in a trembling voice, "Young master, you must cure her. Without her, my troupe will be finished."
He slapped his thigh with all his might.
Sanniang, who had been silent all this while, suddenly said, "Yes, we must save him. If this person dies in my inn and the authorities investigate, my inn will be implicated as well."
He fanned himself a few times!
Mo Ruo asked the leader, "Who gave her the Fu Ginseng?"
"The doctor said that using the Fu Ginseng can help me recuperate."
"Quack." Mo Ruo scolded, "She can't take the Fu Ginseng anymore. I'll write a prescription later. Go and get some herbs. I'm sure the inn should have some in reserve. Brew a bowl and give it to her. She must take it every two days and not stop for half a year. Otherwise, not even the Emperor can save her life."
The leader was overjoyed, "Yes, yes, yes. Thank you, young master. Thank you, young master."
Soon, Mo Ruo wrote a prescription and handed it to him. Sanniang took a look and said, "What a coincidence. I have all these herbs in my inn."
As she said this, she handed it to a waiter to get the herbs and bring them up when they were ready.
Now that the show was over, there was no need for Jing Rong to stay.
Just as he was about to leave —
A man from the troupe rushed up and shouted, "Bad news, troupe leader, bad news!"
The troupe leader quickly came out and asked, "What's bad news?"
"Our chest … was stolen."
"What did you say? Our chest was stolen? That's our treasure! " The troupe leader's face turned green. He was so anxious that his forehead was covered in sweat. He continued to ask, "What happened?"
The man panted and said slowly, "I … I don't know. I had a stomachache just now, so I went to the toilet. When I came back, three of the chests in the backyard were missing. I rushed up to tell you."
How could that be?
The troupe leader's first reaction was to question Sanniang, "Lady Boss, my things were lost in your inn. You should at least give me an explanation, right?"
Sanniang was stunned.
She thought, 'That's impossible. I've already ordered my subordinates not to make a move. How could something like that happen?'
She said, "Old troupe leader, please don't blame this on our inn. When you came in, I already said that there are too many people in this inn. You should pay attention to your belongings."
"You …"
"This is the wilderness. Those big chests of yours are very heavy. If the thief had stolen them, he probably wouldn't have gone far. I think you should go out and give chase. You might be able to catch up to him."
The old troupe leader's chest heaved. He had no choice but to rush down to the backyard to see what was going on.
Sanniang also followed him down.
At this moment, Ji Yunshu came out of her room. She had heard and understood the situation. She wanted to go down, but Jing Rong pulled her back.
"It's already so late. Rest early. Don't bother with things that don't belong to you. Being a busybody won't do you any good."
Ji Yunshu thought about it, then gave up on the idea.
She was about to return to her room.
Unfortunately …
A waiter bumped into her shoulder.
The waiter hurriedly said, "My apologies, Young Master."
"It's alright."
The waiter quickly left.
Ji Yunshu's gaze fell on the waiter's clothes and the towel on his shoulder.
Her heart sank.
Then …
Despite Jing Rong's protests, she still went down.
He had no choice. He had a woman who liked to meddle in other people's business. Jing Rong could only follow, lest something happened to her again.
In the backyard of the inn.
The troupe's carriages were all parked there. The chests of all sizes were also moved down and piled up together.
The old troupe leader shouted, "It must have been stolen by someone in the inn. My chests were filled with valuable items." He then turned to Sanniang and questioned, "The chests were lost in your inn. You have to take responsibility."
Take responsibility?
It was Sanniang's first time hearing such a strange term.
She smiled, her graceful body twisting forward to touch the chests. "I've already reminded you when you came in. Now that the chests are lost, how can you blame us? In my opinion, it's clearly your own people who stole what was supposed to be yours. "
At this, the troupe members were indignant.
"How could we take our own things? You must have taken these chests. "
"You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say such things." Sanniang was also unhappy. She waved the fan in her hand. "Our inn has been here for decades. Our people are clean. We wouldn't steal your things."
"Anyway, it was lost in your inn. You have to pay for it."
"Ridiculous. Who do you think I, Du Sanniang, am? Go ask around. No one alive in this world would dare to make me, Du Sanniang, pay for it."
The troupe members were anxious.
Suddenly …
"You don't have to pay for it. Just take it out."
Hearing the voice, Ji Yunshu walked out from the crowd.
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