In the years of ancient traders

When Anan went out to fight, he left Wu Shichang's team behind.

Afterwards, they followed Song Shu all the time, as if they had become the Song family's private soldiers.When Song Shu came to the state, he brought them all along. With such a team of elites by his side, ordinary aristocratic families or officials would never dare to embarrass him, and saved Song Shu from many troubles.

After coming to the state, the scope of Song Shu's business expanded rapidly. However, logistics in ancient times was inconvenient. Except for a few official roads, the roads were all bumpy and uneven.For this reason, Song Shu has been looking for raw materials suitable for firing cement.

There is a big river outside Linzhou called Xiangxiang. After many experiments, they have found that the mud in the perfume is very suitable for making cement. Unfortunately, many stone materials used before are not satisfactory.

There is only one kind, which is a kind of limestone that Song Shu got by chance.

This kind of limestone comes from a mountain in the south. The local people call that mountain Rila Mountain. The limestone from Lila Mountain and the Tanni in Linzhou Perfume are fired together to make cement, which is the best so far.

If you want to build roads, you must have it.

The Rila Mountain was a long way away, and Song Shu sent a group of strong laborers to go there with Wu Shichang and the others, and the quarried stones were brought back.

It has been more than two months since this group of people left.

"Where is the person who came back?" Song Shu asked.

"The little one arranged him in the west wing. He was a soldier under Wu Shichang. When he came back, he was covered in blood and passed out." The butler followed Song Shu's footsteps and said.

Song Shu hurried to the west wing, and asked as he walked, "Can I invite the doctor?"

"I have already sent people to invite, the doctor will come soon." The steward said, rubbing the sweat on his forehead, the soldiers who escaped back were the elite brought by the master from Yicheng, those natives were so powerful, he just Thinking about it, I was sweating profusely.

Although the housekeeper is timid, he is very agile in his work.

Song Shu entered the wing room with his front foot, and the doctor came with his back foot.

"Sir, you have a very handsome face, but you just came to the state?" Song Shu said.

This doctor is not the old man of Changqing Medical Center that they often hire, nor is it any famous doctor in Linzhou that Song Shu has seen, and he is very young, about 20, he looks like a fool, and he is not reliable at all. people.

"It's been a while," the man said, bypassing Song Shu, and sitting directly on the bedside of the injured person, "Old man Ren from Changqing Medical Center is really annoying, if he didn't drag me and refuse to let me go, I would have left the city long ago , Linzhou City has no half cases of strange diseases, so it's boring."

Who is this.

Looking forward to people getting strange diseases?The corner of Song Shu's mouth twitched, and he gave this person another big cross in his heart.

"Boss, Mr. Ren said that he suffered from low back pain recently and couldn't get out of bed, so he sent this person here. I think it would be good to have Mr. Ren as a guarantee." The housekeeper saw that Song Shu was not happy. Hi, I immediately came up to explain.

Song Shu didn't say a word, but according to what the man said, he had pretty good medical skills.

Since he is someone approved by Mr. Ren, let's try it.

In just this moment, the man had already finished his pulse.

Song Shu was about to inquire about the situation, but the doctor directly directed the servants in the room: "Take off his clothes and turn them over. The doctor wants to give the needle."

When the servants looked at Song Shu, they didn't dare to move.

"Hurry up, do you still want to save your life?" the man urged.

"Listen to him." Song Shu couldn't help it, he still had to listen to the doctor about saving lives and treating illnesses.

The servants stepped forward and took off the wounded soldier's clothes, and turned him over again.The doctor took out a pack of thin needles, brushed them a few times, and penetrated into several acupoints. The technique of applying the needles was fast and accurate, quite like a master.

"I'll prescribe a prescription, just give him a drink later, he won't die." The doctor said, and then he yawned, "Who has the final say here?"

It seemed that he hadn't really looked at the people in the room until now.

"Doctor, this is our boss, Song Silang." The butler hurried forward and said.

The doctor then looked at Song Shu: "Little brother, do you have a vacant room here? Give me a night's sleep."

Song Shu: "..."

Are all the doctors now so familiar?

But the condition of the wounded is not stable now, if the doctor can stay here, he can be called as soon as possible in the middle of the night.Song Shu asked the housekeeper to clean up the room next door for him to live in.

Then he asked: "Have you asked the doctor's name?"

"Name." The doctor stroked his chin, "Call me Song Risheng."

"So it's still our family." Song Shu said.This person's name is so strange, it must be made up now.

"It's easy to say, that's my wife's surname, I borrowed it." Song Risheng said.

Song Shu: "..."

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It seems that he has to send someone to the Changqing Medical Center to inquire again, don't be a barefoot doctor.

At this time the room was tidied up, Song Risheng yawned and followed the servants.Song Shu recruited the butler and asked him to send two nursing homes to guard his door so that no one would escape, and then sent someone to the Changqing Medical Center to find out about his origin.

"Boss, this man is indeed a doctor. Mr. Ren said that he has excellent medical skills, even better than himself, but his temper is a bit weird. Please take care of me."

Song Shu nodded and asked the nursing home to withdraw.

"You go and gather [-] people, and we will set off when the wounded wake up." Song Shu said.

Three members of Wu Shichang's team stayed in Linzhou, and the Song family had many workers who had been trained by them. Usually these people worked in the Song family's workshop. At this time, Song Shu asked the housekeeper to call these people to rescue the trapped people. Wu Shichang and his party.

"Does the master want to borrow some people from Mr. Yin?" the housekeeper asked.

He has been by Song Shu's side for a long time and knows a little about his network.

"No need," Song Shu said, "This is a business matter, we can settle it ourselves."

Although the Yin family's power is gradually increasing, this is Jianghuai after all. If they make a rash move, it will arouse the resentment of Jianghuai locals, which will not be good for their plan.

As night fell, the wounded woke up.

"How do you feel? Maybe talk?" Song Shu went to see him.

"Lao Songlang is concerned, my subordinates are fine." His voice was still weak, and he intermittently told Song Shu what happened to them, "...Wu Shichang and his party fell into their hands, and the stone materials were also seized. What am I doing? The chief envoy Ji managed to escape, this group of natives are very tough, I'm afraid they will..."

Speaking of sadness, he couldn't help coughing.

"Do you remember the way back?" Song Shu asked.

"Remember, I can take you there," said the wounded man.

Song Shu pondered, the condition of the wounded was not good, and Wu Shichang's life and death were unknown, so the rescue operation should be done sooner rather than later.

After clearing this up, he immediately ordered the housekeeper: "Prepare a spacious carriage, bring the quilt, medicinal materials and the stove for decocting medicine, and we will set off at dawn."

After explaining this, he went to knock on Doctor Song's door again.

"Are you crazy? He's so injured that he can't move." said the doctor with a very ugly face.

"I know this is wrong, but there are more than a dozen people under my command who are still in doubt, and he is the only one who knows the way to save people." Song Shu cupped his hands, "So I want to invite the doctor to accompany me, and the doctor will pay the consultation fee."

The doctor just glanced at him, not moved: "I'll go and have a look."

The doctor passed Song Shu and went to the next door.

After taking the medicine, the wounded man was already awake, but the injury was so severe that he could only stay in bed.

After Dr. Song went in, he took his pulse and glanced at Song Shu: "Are you really going? Do you know that even if I'm here, he might not be able to bear the pain of running around."

"Doctor." The wounded man asked, but Song Risheng stopped him.

"Go." Song Shu said.

Whether it is for Wu Shichang and others, or for obtaining the stones for firing cement, this trip must be made.

"Are you that Song Silang from Yicheng?" Song Risheng asked suddenly.

"Yes, what does the doctor mean?"

"It just so happens that I am also from Yicheng." Song Risheng put down the wounded man's wrist, "All right, I will accompany you all the time. As for the consultation fee, I will pay you when you come back."

"So, thank you doctor." Song Shu heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and ordered people to prepare for the trip.

The next morning, before dawn, a group of people left the Song residence.

In this trip, Song Shu brought twenty Song Ji employees who were able to work hard, and the remaining three soldiers from the Northern Battalion. In addition, he brought a few more people to take care of the wounded.Of course, Song Risheng also accompanied him.

Because he left in a hurry, Song Shu met several important managers overnight to explain some business matters, and almost stayed up all night.

The carriage was given to the wounded man, who rode on the horse, yawning.

He almost fell asleep when he reached the city gate.

"Woo--" Dozens of horse howls sounded one after another.

Song Shu was startled, and suddenly opened his eyes.I saw the leading horse, all black, standing up less than two meters away from him.

Immediately there was another person, only wearing ordinary cotton clothes, but it couldn't cover up his whole body.

Song Shu's eyes almost went straight.

The man's skin was a healthy wheat color, his eyebrows were thick and black, and his nose was straight.The morning sun rose from behind him, casting a circle of golden light.

"Anan?"

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